I reached the top of Pirates

Chapter 316 315.R System!

After obtaining leave from the academy, Mercer and Zeref left Mildian Academy together.

The two used enhancement magic to speed up their journey, crossing mountains and rivers, and ate various edible small magical beasts they caught in the forest.

one day later,

Walking through a desolate forest, Jelf had been observing Mercer from time to time these past few days, constantly comparing them in his mind.

Moses took his observations to heart, but wasn't surprised, as this was the first time the two had gone out together.

Not long after,
Upon arriving at the desolate ruins of a village, Zeref's fluctuating magical energy gradually subsided.

Turning his head to look at Messer, who was standing next to him and was a little taller than him, he was somewhat curious:
"Don't you have anything you want to ask?"

Moses looked around, sensing the ruins of this shattered village, and said calmly:
"Is this the place you brought me to?"

Jelf stared intently at Mercer and asked calmly, "Why do you say that? I don't think I've revealed anything yet."

Mercer looked at him with a light laugh, "That's because your heart has been in turmoil ever since you came here."

I feel an urge to wait.

There was also a mixture of hatred and longing in his heart.

At this point, Moses stopped talking, and the seriousness on Jelf's face disappeared, replaced by a wry smile:

"As expected, you are very mysterious, and it seems like you can see through people's hearts, but it doesn't matter."
This is my birthplace, where my family of four lives happily. My parents taught me magic.
But one day, with the appearance of two dragons and the aftermath of their battle, my parents and younger brother were all killed.

Therefore, I will seek revenge. I will resurrect my brother Natsu. He's so young, only five years old. He hasn't even seen the outside world yet. His life shouldn't have ended like that.

Listening to the man's story, we walked with him from a ruin to an underground laboratory that had been magically enhanced.

Here, Messer saw some research equipment, the corpses of various magical beasts, and various magical formulas.

Finally, at the very front of the laboratory, inside a semi-transparent device resembling an eggshell, a small pink ghost was submerged in a light green solution.

Jelf continued, expressionless:

"The dragon battle destroyed the village, and when I returned from the magic academy, all that was left was ruins and fire."

There were also the charred remains of his parents, and his younger brother whom they had protected with magic, but even so, the brother, who was just an ordinary person, also lost his life.

"That's how the world is. People always lose their lives for no reason. Natural disasters, man-made disasters, but I don't accept it. Why is it always them?"

Why my family?

Magic is omnipotent, so I will definitely revive my brother Natsu, whose only remaining physical body is intact.

At this point, Jelf looked at Mercer solemnly and said, "I can share all my research over the years with you."

But at the same time, you have to help me study the magic of death.

I'm almost there, and I've almost figured out two ways to revive Natsu: the R system and the Eclipse system.

As he spoke, he took Moses's arm and led him to a bookshelf not far away, taking out two stacks of documents and placing them in front of Moses.

Mercer looked at him strangely. "You trust me that much? Don't you think I came here on purpose to steal your research?"

Jelf looked at Mercer seriously. "You're not that kind of person. I've observed you. Although you have a great thirst for unfamiliar knowledge, you are also very proficient in soul magic."

That's a very rare type of magic, even in the academy.

But you're not a person without principles; I can sense that you don't have any ill intentions towards me.

Seeing his younger brother's confident and naive demeanor, Moses couldn't help but laugh. The next moment, his pupils turned blood red, and a surge of malice, along with magic, emanated from his body.

A magical force representing madness, chaos, and fear oppressed Zeref's mind.

Its unparalleled malice was unlike anything human; rather, it resembled an indescribable evil god.

Jelf's pupils suddenly contracted, and he covered his mouth as a chilling nausea ran through him. The next moment, he sat down on the ground, his eyes rolled back, and he passed out without hesitation.

Mercer withdrew the magic from his body.

He withdrew his own malevolent conceptual power, grabbed Zeref by the collar, and threw him onto the bed beside him.

"Heh, naive little brat. Hehehe~ cough cough."

Mercer chuckled silently, "You don't even understand the principle of not flaunting your wealth."

Thankfully, I'm not the kind of person without principles, otherwise I would have completely enslaved you.

Mercer sat in the chair behind him and began to peruse the two peculiar documents on magical research.

Jelf was right; he was indeed proficient in soul magic.

After all, the power of the soul had been woven by himself during those ten years.

The magical script in this world can be described as a unique magical symbol. According to records, it is a magical script with extraordinary characteristics that evolved from different types of magic.

By understanding the essence of magic, one can weave and create all sorts of special magic through different arrangements and combinations of these characters.

Messer is extremely proficient in these magical scripts.

Furthermore, by integrating the essential fluctuations of various concepts with this magical script, a rune that directly reaches the origin of magic was created.

There are a total of twenty-four runes.

Different combinations can trigger different magical phenomena.

For example: Kenaz.

It symbolizes flame, creativity, and vitality.

By writing it with magic and matching the unique frequency fluctuations of the rune, one can unleash various extraordinary powers symbolizing this kind of thing.

The twenty-four fundamental magical runes, through different arrangements and combinations, almost encompass all the fundamental conceptual powers that Moses knew.

This is also Moses's proudest masterpiece during this period.

Furthermore, Moses has already created a spellbook from the original runes and has carefully analyzed and annotated it.

As he carefully savors Zeref's two major creations, Mercer is able to understand the ideas and principles behind his creations.

However, it's still a bit too rough.

The R system represents forbidden magic that reverses life and death.

The magic of manipulating time to travel back to the past during a solar eclipse.

As the rustling sound of pages turning filled the air, Moses began to annotate and revise the documents with his pen.

Time passes slowly.

Jelf had woken up at some point, standing pale-faced and panting beside Mercer, looking at Mercer's adjusted notes.

His eyes sometimes shone with light, sometimes fell into deep thought, and sometimes held a deep sense of bewilderment.

then.

"Messer, what do these runes that look like magical writing mean? I've never seen them before."

The studious Zeref was bursting with curiosity. While Messer was engrossed in making revisions, a spatial fluctuation appeared, and he casually handed the Origin Rune Magic Book to Zeref.

Without turning his head, he said, "Based on magical texts and some of my shallow insights, I created several magical runes."

Learn it yourself. If you don't understand, I'll teach you after I finish revising your draft.

Zeref's eyes lit up at Mercer's spatial manipulation. "I didn't expect you to know spatial magic. No, no, you can even understand solar eclipses. You're even proficient in time magic."

"Mercy, are you a god?"

Mercer said calmly, "You talk too much. Go away and don't bother me. I'm bursting with inspiration right now."

Jelf nodded seriously, picked up Mercer's book, and sat on the ground to read it carefully.

As he flipped through the pages, his eyes grew increasingly mesmerized, and his right index finger began to trace patterns in the air with a magical power.

Intermittent primordial runes were written out.

"The origin of all things? It's actually text that touches upon the essence of demonic cultivation."

Moses is truly a god.

As Jelf studied, he muttered to himself, wondering what exactly the aura that Mercer had just exuded was, aside from a god.
But is he an evil god?
No, no, no, the Moses are such good people, they couldn't possibly be evil gods.

Messer was unaware of Zeref's thoughts, and even if he had, he wouldn't have cared.

Fill these two stacks of documents with your own ideas.

As time goes by, and as the last page is filled with one's own thoughts.

Moses put down his pen and exhaled a deep breath; this matter was now closed.

Seeing that Jelf was still engrossed in his studies, Mercer stood up and began to wander around the underground laboratory.

I picked up one of Jelf's works from the bookshelf and started reading.

For a moment, the atmosphere here became exactly the same as the library at Mildian Magic Academy. The two sat together, reading books and learning magic, without interfering with each other.

"I don't know how Zeref's brain works; he can come up with such strange magic."

"Hmm, there's a problem. The principle behind this magic is flawed; it needs to be modified like this."

"This guy is actually learning spatial magic too."

He was so engrossed in his work that he forgot to eat and sleep.

Once they get into the zone, they become absolutely focused.

a moment,
Jelf called out to Mercer in a low voice:

"Mercy, I've finished reading your book. Are you hungry? Let's go out and get something to eat together."

Looking up at him, Moses shook his head:
"You go first. I'll finish reading this last notebook here and then come find you."

After saying that, he continued looking at the book in his pocket.

Jelf was helpless, but he knew Mercer's temper.

He walked out on his own, leaving his secret base.

……

Snapped!
Closing his notebook, Mercer said calmly:
"A born genius with wildly imaginative ideas."

After returning the notebook, Messer sensed Zeref's presence and vanished from the spot in the next instant.

In the blink of an eye,
We arrived in the forest outside.

Watching Zeref clumsily roast a rabbit over a fire, Moses took a sniff, and his keen sense of smell left him speechless.

The next moment, it disappeared and appeared deep in a forest, where it looked at the magical tiger lying on the ground in front of it.

It is about ten meters long and exudes considerable magical power.

In this world, animals with only a trace of magic power within their bodies are considered ordinary animals.

Creatures with considerable magical power are generally called magical beasts, and these magical beasts come in all shapes and sizes.

The weak monsters are probably only slightly stronger than domestic pigs.

As for powerful magical beasts, putting aside their intelligence, some of them are even comparable to dragons in terms of strength.

However, the dragon race is extremely xenophobic. Throughout history, powerful magical beasts have either been squeezed out of their living space and devoured by the dragons, or they have hidden in little-known places to eke out a living.

Because this era belongs to the dragon race.

The dragons suppressed all who resisted.
However, as the saying goes, everything has its limits, and in Moses' view, the dragon's end is not far off.

There is only one opportunity left.

Besides, dragons are full of treasures, and Mercer is very interested in them.

The monster in front of it gleamed with ferocity when it saw the suddenly appearing Messer. It bared its fangs and let out a tiger's roar, but the next moment, a dark light slashed across its neck.

The axe was raised.

Moses came to it, skinned it, removed its bones, cleaned its internal organs, and roasted it over a large fire.

Soon, a rich aroma appeared.

Mercer sprinkled some lagna sea salt on his food, tore off a tiger leg, and began to devour it.

It's very tender and fragrant, much tastier than sea monster meat.

It couldn't be a creature nourished by magic, Mercer thought, his mind wandering, wondering what a dragon tasted like.

How about we get one and roast it later?

Well, it’s such a happy decision.

Then Mercer tore off another tiger's front leg, and with a flash of light, he disappeared, sending the remaining roasted meat back to the ship's dining table in the Inner Neptune.

Robin and the others are not really suitable to enter this place yet, because their otherworldly aura is too obvious.

Once you enter, you will be rejected by the world.

Unlike Mercer, they had not completely transformed their life force.

Mercer approached Zeref, holding a roasted hind leg in one hand and handing him the foreleg in his other hand.

"Eat up. Although your magical talent is unprecedented, your culinary talent is absolutely garbage."

Jelf looked at the charred lump in front of him, his lips twitching. He got up resentfully, took the meat from Moses's hand, and sighed.
"You really are all-around amazing."

Mercer shook his head. "I'm still a long way from being omnipotent."

Jelf was puzzled but didn't delve into it. However, he looked at Moses with curiosity:

"There's something I have to ask you, Moses: Are you a god?"

Moses glanced at him and laughed:
There are no gods in this world, only simple strength and weakness.

The gods you perceive are simply beings so powerful that you cannot comprehend them.

Gods are just a more powerful form of life.

Even gods die.

Jelf seemed to be thinking for a moment, then smiled happily:
"Messer, there are still some parts of your primal runes that I don't understand. Could you teach me?"

"can."

The two ate as they walked, with Jelf listening to Moses explain things to him.

In the blink of an eye, another year has passed.

X370.

A year is not even a drop of water in Moses' long life.

However, for the magic academy, this year is enough time for Moses to thoroughly explore and extract all the knowledge within.

On the podium in the large classroom.

Elemental runes condensed from magic floated in the air, constantly evolving and giving rise to extraordinary magical phenomena.

Mercer's clear voice came through, "These are the 24 primal magic runes, encompassing everything."

*Clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap*
A loud slap rang out, and the mages all looked at Moses with amazement.

This is Mercer's graduation lecture hall.

It was also the lecture hall that Moses donated the primordial rune magic to the academy and to humanity free of charge.

Mercer bowed slightly and walked towards the viewing area, where each mage gave him their respectful gaze.

Next up is Jelf, who had been involved with Messer throughout the year.

Jelf's research is nearing its end, and there's nothing more to learn here.

So, on Moses's advice, he decided to attend the graduation lecture.

Soon after, Zeref chose to explain the principles of the Forbidden Magic .R system.

With Jelf's vivid and detailed narration.

R system is the "restore system".

It is a magic that can resurrect a dead person by sacrificing a living person.

This forbidden magic can be completed by collecting the magic power of 27 billion Idia.

The deans and teachers below all had solemn expressions, their faces as black as the bottom of a pot.

A loud bang rang out.

The dean glared at Zeref, "Didn't I tell you? Graduate students are strictly forbidden from using magic in the realm of death!"
This will incur a death curse from the god Ankhseram. Zeref, you completely disregarded my words!!!

Are you really that arrogant?

Jelf looked at the dean with a complicated expression and a stubborn look in his eyes. The dean said with a hint of disappointment:
"Since you remain unrepentant and insist on researching forbidden topics, then I have decided that from today onwards, you are no longer a student of Mildian Magic Academy."
He was expelled.

With a flick of his sleeve, the dean stormed off in a rage.

Soon, only Zeref and Mercer remained. Zeref said helplessly:

"Is my research really so unacceptable to the world?"

Moses said calmly:
"He's doing this for your own good, but you can't accept that good intention, so the conflict arises."

As long as you don't regret it, then you can firmly stick to your beliefs and keep going.

(End of this chapter)