Who taught him to restore the country like this

Chapter 184 The Sea of ​​Knowledge
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The eve of the Magic Festival.

Teachers and students from various colleges who had registered two days prior gradually gathered around the Demon God Altar.

Although after registration, once the time is up, you can enter the sea of ​​consciousness no matter where you are in the magic capital.

However, once consciousness enters the sea of ​​consciousness, the body is in a state of complete vulnerability, which is extremely dangerous if someone targets it.

Therefore, the contestants would choose to place their bodies near the Demon God's altar.

When the Demon God Altar is activated, it releases a special magnetic field that can interfere with and weaken the mental power of unregistered individuals.

This effect decreases as you move from near to far.

Based on the positions chosen by the current contestants, the magic ritual begins; if anyone gets too close, their spirit can be directly annihilated.

Even an eighth-rank expert wouldn't dare approach such a threat.

The magic festival has begun; this is the safest place.

In the past, contestants from each college would arrive an hour before midnight, but today, almost all the contestants from each college arrived by the morning.

The two academies announced that they would be selling important items to the public at noon, and that they would not wait until then.

It was no secret that the two academies were recruiting a large number of alchemists, and many people had already guessed that the two academies were refining potions related to the magic festival.

The important thing they were talking about was probably this magic potion.

Therefore, no one was absent.

Ron, as the honorary teacher of the White Mage's House, was seated closest to the Daedric Altar. He accompanied Wendy as they received congratulations from various kingdoms.

Many people came to see what kind of magical potions the two academies had concocted after hearing the news.

Neither of the two academies refused, appearing quite self-assured.

Ron was also unsure whether there was a mastermind behind this.

If so, then this person's actions are rather blatant.

Or... is it that the mastermind behind the scenes has no control over the situation at all?
Amidst the lively atmosphere that had escalated into a banquet, Ron calmly observed the reactions of the two academy's higher-ups.

Vice Dean Wendy was dressed in formal attire today, her expression as dignified and gentle as ever, as she greeted the various factions with a smile.

Derek, the Vice-Headmaster of the Greyhounds, was equally busy, moving through the crowd and directing the Greyhounds' students and teachers to ensure everything proceeded smoothly.

His gaze occasionally met Ron's, but he only nodded in a formulaic manner, showing no sign of anything unusual.

Soon, it was noon, as agreed upon by the two academies.

Derek, the Vice-Headmaster of the Grey Mage's House, ascended the raised platform, his voice amplified by amplification magic, echoing throughout the entire plaza:

"Fellow mages who have traveled from afar! Today, on the occasion of this grand Magic Festival, the Grey Mage School and the White Mage School wish to share a gift with all those who seek the truth of magic—the Enlightenment Potion!"

Without further ado, Derek took out a bottle of dark brown potion and showed it to him:
"This potion will help you to more clearly sense the blessings of the God of Magic and find more powerful magic in your sea of ​​consciousness."

Does it have this effect?

Upon hearing that it was a beneficial substance for the sea of ​​consciousness, a chorus of exclamations and enthusiastic discussions erupted from the audience.

Many monks from primary and secondary schools had longing in their eyes.

Wendy, the Vice-Head of the White Magic Academy, stepped forward and added with a smile, "The development of magic requires collective wisdom, and we hope this gift can help everyone progress together."

After she finished speaking, she clapped her hands lightly.

People from both academies brought out box after box of Enlightenment Potions and placed them in front of the other academies.

As the boxes were opened, they revealed that they contained tens of thousands of Enlightenment Potions.

The crowd's eyes turned fervent.

"Of course, the Enlightenment Potion has research and development costs, and it is not distributed to you for free. Students and teachers of the Gray and White Magic Academy need to spend two high-level magic crystals to purchase it, while others need to spend four high-level magic crystals."

Wendy quoted a price.

The prices for high-level magic potions offered by our institute are normal.

Those from other departments had double the number.

If the effects of the Enlightenment Potion are truly as Wendy claims, then the price is not high, and may even be a great deal.

Those who can attend the magic festival are basically people who are not short of money.

If the two academies dared to make such a public announcement, then it must be true.

Especially after seeing Wendy lead the teachers and students of the White Magic House to buy potions and drink them directly, they couldn't care less about anything else and rushed forward to buy them.

After all, there are only so many medicines available, and if you're slow to buy them, they might run out.

The medicine was quickly sold out.

Fortunately, both academies prepared a large quantity of potions, and all the contestants were able to purchase them.

“This is for you, Mr. Ron,” Wendy said, handing Ron a bottle herself when she saw that he hadn’t gone to buy any.

After Ron accepted it, she added jokingly, "It's free."

Ron smiled calmly.

He looked at the Enlightenment Potion in his hand, which shimmered with an alluring luster. When opened, it emitted a strange and invigorating fragrance.

It looks like it would taste really good.

But you can't drink it.

He glanced around and saw that some impatient mages had already drunk the potion in one gulp and then sat down immediately, their faces showing surprise and rapture, clearly having felt a significant improvement in their mental perception.

At that moment, Wendy also gave Glover a bottle.

Glover took the drink but didn't drink it. Instead, he looked at Ron with a questioning look in his eyes.

Ron didn't respond, but instead walked between Wendy and Derek.

"Dean Derek, Dean Wendy, if I'm not mistaken, this potion should be able to create a spiritual resonance between a person and the legendary god of magic, right?"

In front of everyone, he asked the vice deans of the two academies.

"You're right."

Wendy nodded and replied, "After taking the Enlightenment Potion, as long as you find a spell from the God of Magic in your sea of ​​consciousness, or a spell from a past magic ritual, you can resonate with the great God of Magic and easily find His spell."

The audience was deeply moved upon hearing this.

"However, excessive spiritual resonance will gradually transform one's own power into that of the same origin as the god of magic."

Ron said.

"What's wrong with this?"

Wendy asked, puzzled.

Obtaining power originating from the same source as the god of magic is a good thing for any magician.

“This is a good thing and a bad thing,” Ron said. “It can make us stronger, but if someone uses us to resurrect the God of Magic, we will be powerless to resist.”

Instead of hiding it, he spoke frankly and directly.

Should we stand aside and do nothing?
In the end, you will be the one who suffers.

After all, he couldn't bear to give up participating in this magic festival, nor could he wait until things were already set in stone before facing the big boss.

So if given the chance, he would definitely nip the worst in the bud.

Of course, he also knew that bringing this up openly would be useless and wouldn't stop the mastermind's plan.

You can't reason with a damned devil. Sure enough, before the two vice deans could even speak, someone burst out laughing.

"Hahaha."

Hector laughed loudly, "The god of resurrection magic? That's the funniest joke I've ever heard."

"Modern magic can't even resurrect an ordinary person who's been dead for more than a day, yet you're saying someone wants to resurrect a god of magic who's been dead for who knows how many years?"

"Ron, should I say you have a brain, or you don't?"

This remark immediately caused everyone to burst into laughter.

Yes, it's difficult to resurrect even an ordinary person, so how could anyone possibly resurrect the god of magic?
Such concerns are completely unnecessary. "Teacher Ron, the God of Resurrection Magic, such an incredibly difficult feat can only be accomplished by legendary super-level magic. You have absolutely no need to worry about such things."

Wendy said.

“Professor Ron, if someone can do this, they can completely dominate the world. Why bother resurrecting the uncontrollable God of Magic?”

Derek chimed in.

Ron had anticipated that no one would believe him.

He brought this up simply to observe the reactions of the two academies.

The reactions from the two colleges so far are not unusual.

"Maybe I'm overthinking it."

That's all I have to say. Whether they believe it or not is up to them.

Ron smiled slightly, stepped back, and said no more.

He handed the Enlightenment Potion back to Wendy to show his attitude.

"Professor Ron, why are you doing this?"

Wendy followed up and tried to persuade her.

“Hector will definitely use the Enlightenment Potion. If you don’t use the Enlightenment Potion, it will be difficult for you to defeat him in this magic festival.”

"Dean Wendy, don't worry, I have my own strategy to win this match."

Ron said calmly.

"I believe you."

Gloway also returned the Enlightenment Potion to Wendy.

"you……"

Wendy looked at the determined looks in their eyes and felt a little annoyed.

The two geniuses he had placed the most hopes on both chose to rebel.

Are we forcing them to use it?
Can't do it.

It can also easily drive people away.

Hey, forget it.

If you don't need it, then don't use it.

Arcane Academy.

Talulah also rebelliously chose not to use the Enlightenment Potion.

At Windmark Academy, Laura, Jenna, and others also chose not to use the Enlightenment Potion.

Ron's words did serve as a wake-up call.

However, only a few can resist such temptation.

Especially after seeing the people around them whose auras had noticeably improved after taking the medicine, more and more people drank it.

As the saying goes, you can't reason with a damned devil.

Time passed slowly, and soon it was late at night, with only one hour left before the Demon God Altar was activated at dawn.

Just as Ron was hesitating about whether to continue participating in the magic festival, Beta sent him good news via a secret communication contract.

[Lord Kong, a breakthrough! I tried using the Crimson Lion Heart in combination with the Soul-Transfer Potion to reverse-analyze the data and discovered a fluctuation frequency that might interfere with the anchoring process. However, it requires extremely strong mental power for precise simulation, and its range is limited.]

This is great news!

This means he has the opportunity to become the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

As for the requirement of having extremely strong mental power, Ron completely ignored it.

Is this even a big deal?

Well done, keep up the good work.

After replying to Beta's message, a resolute glint flashed in Ron's eyes.

With less than an hour left until dawn, the magical magnetic field around the Demon God Altar began to gradually intensify, and a kind of energy fluctuation that made one's heart tremble filled the air.

Most of the mages who had taken the Enlightenment Potion had already sat cross-legged and entered a meditative state, their bodies faintly glowing with elemental light, and their resonance with the altar becoming increasingly apparent.

With one minute left, Ron chose a relatively secluded spot and closed his eyes.

Glover quietly stayed by his side, her azure eyes constantly observing their surroundings.

When the clock hands pointed precisely to midnight...

hum-

The entire demon altar trembled violently.

The ancient and complex runes on the altar were instantly illuminated by the powerful torrent of magic, bursting forth with a pillar of light that shot into the sky.

The beams of light intertwined in mid-air, forming a gigantic magic circle that covered the entire altar area.

An indescribable and vast will descended!

It is not real consciousness, but rather the manifestation of rules, order, and the fundamental power of magic in this place.

All the mages who had registered beforehand around the altar, regardless of whether they had taken any potions, were drawn away from their bodies by a gentle yet irresistible force and into the strange space constructed from pure spirit and magical rules—the Sea of ​​Consciousness.

Ron felt a moment of mental disorientation, and the next moment, his vision had changed.

At this moment, he felt as if he were under an endless starry sky, but beneath his feet was not empty space, but a huge maze made up of countless flowing magical pathways that shimmered with various colored lights.

The walls of the labyrinth are solidified magical energy, towering into the starry sky, with intricate paths extending into the unknown distance.

Visible magical sprites and fragments of knowledge floated in the air, and the entire space was filled with an extremely rich magical aura.

This is the reflection of the God of Magic's consciousness, and also the arena for the Magic Festival—a vast and incomparably large magical labyrinth.

Almost all the monks who entered this place immediately experienced something completely different from what they had experienced before after a short period of adjustment.

Those who took the Enlightenment Potion were pleasantly surprised to find that their mental perception had been amplified several times over.

They could hear the whispers of magical elements within the labyrinth more clearly and perceive the fluctuations emanating from powerful magical runes in the distance more acutely.

Those who had participated in the magic festival almost instinctively rushed towards the direction with the strongest sense of connection.

Those who did not take the potion, as before, could only rely on experience and luck to explore the maze, which was much slower in comparison.

The sea of ​​consciousness will place each group... that is, each teacher and the students they lead, at a different starting point.

The appearance of the Enlightenment Potion directly disrupted the team's previous search strategy.

Many people choose to act independently of the group.

Ron's situation is alright.

The three hundred students behind him did not make any obvious moves; they were all watching him.

"Keep up with me and maintain formation."

Ron gave a concise order.

Let's put aside the conspiracy of the Enlightenment Potion for now and eat our fill first.

He did not choose the popular paths marked by the Enlightenment Potion, which were currently attracting large numbers of mages.

He chose a path that seemed remote and had a relatively flat energy response to others.

"Mr. Ron, aren't we going over there? It looks like..."

One student couldn't help but point in another direction; under the influence of the Enlightenment Potion, the energy fluctuations coming from that direction were incredibly enticing.

"If you have better ideas, you may leave. Those who are willing to believe in me should stop using spiritual resonance and follow me."

Ron didn't turn his head and said calmly.

(End of this chapter)