magic high school

Chapter 147 What kind of weird play are you guys playing?

The evacuating team soon discovered a strange, bloodthirsty creature that would follow them no matter which direction they fled.

It was something completely different from all other evil creatures; it was like a lone wolf, always following behind everyone.

What terrified them most was that every time they turned around, they could vaguely see its silhouette.

"Should we track down specialized abominations? Or should we just deal with them?" someone suggested.

The others had no objections. Although they didn't yet know how to deal with this thing, according to the adjutant's team, even if they couldn't kill it, they could delay its resurrection.

This is enough time for them to evacuate.

However, now that the divine blood demon has appeared, the school will soon be able to develop an attack to counter it. The so-called immortality is merely a matter of not having a countermeasure yet; they all have great faith in the school's technology and believe they will soon be able to find a solution.

After all, there are just too many strange and varied abilities and counters in the magic world. It is said that in ancient times, the undead were an unstoppable force, but now they are like abandoned pawns on the roadside, the kind that anyone can easily destroy with a holy light.

It's even possible that this immortality has an upper limit; otherwise, how did our ancestors kill these things and completely seal them in the subspace?

It's just that these things have been salvaged by some unseen conspirator.

So when the group realized that the thing was following them, they seized an opportunity to turn around unexpectedly and then, without caring about anything else, used all their firepower to blast it into dust.

Lightning, fire, and frost poured out as if they were free, and the monstrous creature was quickly torn to shreds.

Just as they were about to leave, a sharp-eyed person pointed out, "Look, that's the Execution Department's badge."

Within that mass of flesh and blood that was about to coalesce, they did indeed see an Executive Department emblem that had been completely disfigured by the explosion and intense heat.

At that moment, everyone fell silent. Especially the adjutant's squad; they immediately realized what it was—

A member of the executive department, a boy named "Sheen".

He was already dead, as confirmed by the teleported Noble Phantasm. This is a soul contract that only exists after joining the Execution Department.

That means that Sheen's soul had long since perished, and this wretched creature—

This is what they find most unacceptable. Even if it were just a soul, the academy could try to forcibly bring it back, but now even the soul cannot return.

The adjutant gripped the badge tightly, seemingly oblivious to the sharp edges piercing his palm.

"Let's go, let's go home—" he said slowly, word by word.

The flesh and blood on the spot seemed to still be struggling, dragging a long trail in that direction, but it could never reach that place.

"Buzz!"

When the rescue team led a group of filthy people, covered in injuries of all sizes, into the area covered by the Realm of Truth, everyone behind the portal erupted in cheers.

At least, they achieved their initial goal: the entire adjutant's squad was present. Although they were all wounded, and quite badly so, it didn't matter. Whether it was a broken arm or hand, multiple organ failure, or even just a head returning—

It doesn't matter!

The academy has trained medical sorcerers for countless years; they can even perform the bizarre feat of cultivating a single cell of yours into a soulless clone and forcibly inserting your soul into it.

As long as your soul is not seriously damaged, as long as you are still "complete" at the soul level, then it will just take a little more effort.

By the way, under normal circumstances, you still need to ensure there's at least one breath left to return, since if you die, your soul will probably immediately—

The fact that it's about to dissipate is probably the point that will affect the medical department's KPIs.

"Let's try to retreat too, hurry up, I can't hold on much longer—" Abaddon complained.

Li Ge: "————"

"The vice principal hasn't come back yet—" he reminded Abaddon.

"To hell with him!"

Li Ge:

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You two are such a star-crossed couple!

Li Ge thought to himself. However, no one else seemed to have any objections to Abaddon's arrangement, perhaps because they all believed the vice-principal was capable of returning regardless. So, without further hesitation, the two prepared to slowly withdraw from the domain and then slip away in an instant.

"Watch closely, kid. There's a technique to retracting your domain. If you don't want to be relentlessly attacked when your domain is retracted," Abaddon said, his face covered in blood. He probably wouldn't even recognize his own mother now.

Instead of reclaiming the Realm of Truth, it expanded outwards, but Li Ge and Abaddon inside fled as if they were running away with buckets.

Their previous methods were anything but honorable, and could even be described as extremely dirty.

Li Ge, in particular, was afraid that the world consciousness, now that it was full, would come after him, the culprit, so he even ran ahead of Abaddon.

A well-equipped logistics department was there to support them. The moment they rushed out of the portal, the giant portal vanished instantly, and then the Realm of Truth shattered like a burst balloon. The two were immediately placed on hospital beds.

"Soul detection normal —"

"Brain functioning normally —"

Organ testing —

"Professor Abbott is experiencing multiple organ failure and needs to be rushed to the medical department for emergency treatment. He won't recover in less than ten days to two weeks."

"Li Ge's organ tests are normal, but she still needs to undergo more comprehensive examinations in the medical department —"

In an instant, a large number of female students in white coats pressed the two of them onto the hospital bed, and then all sorts of medical equipment were brought in.

Li Ge: "————"

Did he just hear that multiple organ failure only requires ten days to half a month of rest to recover?

"You guys are really good at this" — Li Ge silently gave a thumbs up in her heart.

But when he saw Abaddon on the other bed, who seemed to be suffering from PTSD, he yelled, "Let me go! I'm not sick! I'm not sick!"

Li Ge: "————"

This isn't a vehicle going to a mental hospital, what are you afraid of?

The two were quickly pushed away, along with the adjutant's squad and some of the injured members of the rescue team.

A thorough inspection is necessary, since it involves things like divine blood and monstrous substances.

As for Abaddon's struggles, the medical staff seemed to be used to it, and soon they stuffed something into his mouth, and he calmed down.

Li Ge: "————"

Are you guys playing a really new kind of game?

In short, they were quickly and urgently transported to the medical department.

But Li Ge was still thinking that it seemed the vice principal was still in that world and hadn't returned.

Meanwhile, the vice principal silently returned to the abyss that had appeared due to the divine strike.

Even the most powerful divine blood demons were reduced to ashes in that strike imbued with the judgment of order.

"Does divinity obliterate itself?" He came to this conclusion.

It wasn't a simple soul attack that killed the divine blood demon, but rather a divine obliteration.

The immortality of the divine blood abomination stemmed from its divinity, but this divinity could be erased by a stronger divinity. Therefore, the power of order easily killed this immortal abomination.

Rather than killing, it was more like one divinity swallowing another.

The power of order has swallowed the power of immortality.

At the same time, Moriarty looked at this world riddled with holes.

"Your ecosystem has collapsed. When he used divine blood, you should have realized the consequences of his actions. But why did you continue to indulge him like this, World Consciousness?" The vice principal slowly looked up at the sky and spoke.

Divine blood entered the entire world's material cycle, causing a massive collapse of the biosphere. How could ordinary native organisms possibly compare to those abominations infected with divine blood?

And if this continues, the entire planet will eventually be completely assimilated by this divine blood. At that time, Moriarty might even see a term that only appears in ancient treasuries.

Living planet!

A biological planet, no longer composed of rock and geothermal energy, has been completely transformed into a living, super-giant, collapsed tumor.

In the sky, the clouds slowly parted and closed again, like a silent sigh.

"It's just that I lost the bet—" The voice seemed to appear directly in Moriarty's mind.

He was betting that Jaeger could be stronger than divine blood. He was betting that a child's desire for life could overcome the curse of the gods.

But it lost, lost to hundreds of millions of years of solitude, lost to the desire for change.

Moriarty stared intently at the sky. Then, a phantom figure made of points of light appeared, slowly standing on the edge of the abyss, seemingly sighing, or perhaps remaining silent.

"Jaeger was a child I watched grow up. He grew up here, and he also spent the rest of his life here—" The world consciousness spoke slowly, recounting the past.

The vice principal simply listened quietly.

"I may never be able to raise another child like him. I originally thought I could solve this problem once and for all, making him my 'guardian' forever, but alas."

The world consciousness sighed, even though the vice principal knew that a respiratory system did not exist.

This was the first time Moriarty had heard the word "Guardian" in so many years.

This is a defense mechanism that the world has developed, whose duty is to eliminate potential threats. It can be understood as the planet's white blood cells and immune system.

However, all of that is in the past. Because of the lifespan lock, guardians used to be able to break free from the lifespan limit, but in this era, no matter how talented they are, they cannot break through the shackles set by the gods.

"Do you really hate order that much? So much that even if you restart yourself, you still want to break free from the shackles and control of order?" The vice principal suddenly asked this question. He had also realized the true thoughts of this world's consciousness.

What He truly desired was for that cardinal to completely isolate himself from the thoughts of the gods.

The world's consciousness remained silent. What he really wanted to say was something like, "If you acted in that orderly fashion for hundreds of millions of years, like clocking in and out at work, you'd go crazy too."

But in the end, He simply said, "You may leave. I'm going to restart the world."

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