Who taught him to restore his country like this?

Magic was closely linked to fists and feet. Soon, four bloody marks appeared on Ron's left arm, and his right shoulder was pierced, with blood gushing out.

Bang!

Ron, who was clearly at a disadvantage, was knocked away.

"Want to continue fighting?" Lilith hovered in mid-air, looking down at him. "If you keep fighting, you'll die."

"Enough with the nonsense." Ron wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and charged forward again.

This time, it seemed as if he had sacrificed something, as ten halos merged into his body, causing his aura to surge and break through the limit of the ninth-tier peak.

As Ron's slowly curled-up body suddenly stretched out, a terrifying shockwave covering most of the Demon King's city was released.

Lilith's expression was solemn as she formed hand seals in front of her, condensing demonic energy into a massive magic circle in an attempt to withstand the shockwave.

A silent explosion, the light engulfing everything.

When the light faded, Ron and Lilith were both standing there, looking disheveled.

Both sides sustained serious injuries.

“You hurt me,” Lilith said. “That’s something to be proud of.”

“Not enough,” Ron shook his head. “Not enough to seal you away.”

He was prepared to burn his life force again and forcibly use administrator privileges.

"Ron!"

Just then, a beam of light flew from afar and rushed into Ron's arms.

Ron paused for a moment, then looked at the person in his arms.

The familiar fragrance and flowing silver hair—it was Keltia.

Why are you here?

"I'll help you!"

Keltia raised her head and looked into Ron's eyes, her gaze filled with determination and seriousness.

"Ron!"

At that moment, two more voices came.

Aetherel and Bertoutina also stepped aside and stood beside Ron: "We're here to lend you a hand too."

“You’ve come at the right time,” Ron laughed. “Help me seal her away.”

"it is good!"

Without hesitation, the three of them focused all their power on Ron.

Faced with the combined efforts of the four, Lilith finally felt the pressure.

"Dark Domain - Endless Abyss!"

Lilith raised her hands high, and dark purple demonic energy surged out like a tide, turning the entire sky dark.

She tried to stop the four from combining their powers.

"It's time to end this."

Ron calmly extended his palm, and ten halos surged from his palm. The unparalleled energy of the laws easily dispersed Lilith's attack and tore apart Lilith's shield.

Lilith coughed up a mouthful of blood and flew backward.

Ron followed closely behind, forming a hand seal that created a massive sealing array in front of him.

This is a teleportation array.

The Demon King cannot be killed, but he can be sealed away.

Currently, the only vessel capable of sealing the Demon King is the World Tree.

"seal up!"

The magic circle flew out and enveloped Lilith. She struggled and resisted, but the magic circle tightened more and more, eventually teleporting her into the World Tree, where she transformed into a purple sphere of light.

"Success!"

A smile of excitement appeared on Bertoutina's usually serious face.

Aetherel breathed a sigh of relief, but something still felt off.

Sealing the Demon King... seems to have gone too smoothly.

Chapter 334 Speedrunning the War of the Divine Kingdom

"Ron, are you alright?"

Keltia's hurried voice interrupted Aetherel's keen speculations.

"Ron, don't scare me."

In the ruins of the Demon King's castle, as the Demon King was successfully sealed, Ron's body seemed to have reached its limit. He coughed up a lot of blood and collapsed to the ground.

Keltia quickly knelt down beside Ron and pulled him into her arms.

Seeing Ron's rapidly turning pale and yellow hair, and his skin cracking like wrinkles, she was so anxious she almost cried.

He could feel Ron's life essence rapidly draining away, at a terrifying rate that sent chills down his spine.

If it were anyone else, they would have died countless times in that short period of time.

“Ron, don’t die, I… Glovi, Glovi needs you to save her. Aren’t you supposed to save everyone who needs help? There are so many people waiting for you to save them, Ron, you can’t die, I…”

Kertia tried her best to suppress Ron's rapidly draining life force, but Ron's condition was like a flood bursting from a collapsed dam, and her efforts were like loose sand and gravel, completely ineffective.

Seeing Ron's heartbeat and breath completely disappear, Keltia finally couldn't help but burst into tears.

"I...I still have so much to say to you, I..."

"Relax a bit."

Just as Kertia was about to break down and loudly express her feelings, a faint voice sounded in her arms.

Keltia's pupils suddenly contracted, and she looked down at the boy in her arms, who had opened his eyes at some point, with a mixture of surprise and delight.

"You're not dead!?"

Kertia hugged her even tighter.

"Cough cough cough... I won't die anytime soon, but if you don't let go, I might really die."

"sorry."

Kertia quickly let go of his hand and wiped the bloodstains from the corner of Ron's mouth with her hand, her face full of worry.

Etheril and Bertoutina, who were already preparing to perform a ritual for Ron's soul, stepped forward when they heard Ron speak.

"Now is your best chance to kill me. If you miss it, you'll never have another chance."

Ron looked at the two men who had walked up and smiled.

Bertoutina and Etheril exchanged a glance.

As a clergyman, the most rational and correct thing to do at this moment is to kill Ron.

Once Ron is dead, the old order will be shattered and no one will be able to shake the position of the three major papal courts. Everything will return to peace.

They should do that.

They must protect this world.

But... would killing Ron really protect the world?

After experiencing so much, Aetherel's faith has begun to waver.

His intuition told him that the End, the End that Ron mentioned, was real.

The City of Gods, the being that emerged from the City of Gods, and the strange energy currently entwined around Ron—they do not belong to this world; they are causing this world to crumble.

Just to kill one person, an entire empire was wiped out.

They do as they please, they want to be the masters of this world, but their gods are indifferent to this "end".

Ron, who had been constantly targeted by them, was desperately resisting the "End".

Now, Aetheril can no longer distinguish who is right and who is wrong.

But he knew that Ron absolutely could not die!

Etherel and Bertoutina both saw the same decision in each other's eyes.

What's your situation right now?

"Aetherel asked."

Strangely, Ron, despite showing no signs of life, was still able to move and speak.

"Oh, it's a minor issue; it's just that it's been completely digitized."

Ron waved his hand and stood up with Kertia's help.

"Data...ization?"

Aetherel looked puzzled.

"You've read story picture books, right? Digitalization means turning people into characters in picture books. To put it simply, it means turning people into exhibits in paintings and calligraphy that people can view and manipulate at will."

Ron explained.

If people in this world have a concept of dimensions, then it can be summarized in four words: dimensional reduction attack.

After hearing this, Aetherel and Bertoutina looked at each other, still not quite understanding.

"This is complicated to explain. You just need to know that the purpose of the End is to digitize everyone in this world. Those who are digitized will not be aware of themselves, just like the characters in a storybook, and will not be able to see that they are being manipulated."

“They can be described as life or as inanimate objects. In the book, they are vibrant life, but in our eyes, they are fictional inanimate objects. And I am in this situation now, in a state of superposition between life and inanimate objects.”

Ron explained in a way that only a few people could understand.

To get the three major papal courts to cooperate with the upcoming plan, it's necessary to educate them about the dangers of the End.

"Then... are you still Ron?"