Yes, Madam Prime Minister

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When the fourth-generation "original species" died, the "Demon Essence" was already the third generation.

Things changed with the fifth generation of the "original species." The fifth generation "original species" could be said to have extraordinary talent, and then she ran away.

Yes, they ran away.

There was no further news from them.

Not long after she ran away, the lifespan of the third-generation "Demon Essence" was also coming to an end. As was customary, after the church selected the next successor, it cleared the surrounding area and waited for the child to be born before killing the third-generation "Demon Essence" so that the power could be passed on to the next.

The fourth-generation "Demon Yuan" was a genius, an all-around genius. The second half of the "Canon" was actually written by him after sorting out various fragments from the past. Under his leadership, the church truly began to establish a tight and combat-effective organization, and then grew and expanded from a regional monotheistic religion that was not widely accepted to a comprehensive expansion within the old empire.

It was from him that magicians began to be willing to convert to religion.

The reasoning is quite simple: magic is a rational power, so why would a superhuman with such power believe in a god?

It was the fourth generation "Magic Yuan" who wrote the second half of the "Canon". Through the dialogue between the first generation of saints who followed the Holy Son and the Holy Son, he expounded some secular and universal morals and laws in the form of aphorisms. Magicians felt that promoting these morals and laws could make ordinary people better and more stably dependent on them. Therefore, magicians began to believe in the religion.

Of course, good reasoning is one thing, but another is that the fourth-generation "Demon Yuan" has a strong fist, so everyone is willing to sit down and listen to his reasoning.

Then came the fifth generation, "Demon Essence".

"He lacks the talent and charisma of the fourth generation, but he is very ambitious. He wants to sit on the position of Pope and hopes that every future Pope will be the successor of 'Demon Essence'. He also wants to arrange his own clansmen to be the successors."

"Ha, he has practically turned the position of pope into a position of kingship that is more like a family-inherited throne."

"Unfortunately, he was too high-profile and arrogant. His conspiracy was discovered, and he incurred the wrath of the masses, both externally and internally."

"The church's handling of the situation was incredibly foolish. They chose to lock him up and then prepare to find a suitable target to kill him."

"As a result, he committed suicide. With his death, the power naturally flowed to the nearest newborn baby boy."

“Generally speaking, there are many baptized infants in the church, but there were none at that time. As a result, the power of ‘Demonic Energy’ disappeared.”

"It took the church many, many years to find the 'demon element' again."

“Since then, I have been unwilling to let ‘Demon Yuan’ serve as a holy priest, have the opportunity to wield power, receive good treatment, and be managed quite loosely, for fear that such a thing will happen again.”

"But you know what, after doing it this way, none of the next dozen or so generations of 'Demon Essence' caused any major problems. In fact, many of them could have run away, but they didn't. Hahaha, isn't that interesting?"

As he spoke, the commander himself laughed.

He, the thirteenth generation, could have easily run away, but he didn't.

He had always looked down on the incompetent church members. If it weren't for the current pope and his old friend's persistent pleas, he wouldn't want to be a grandmaster. He would just be a squad leader in the Knights Order, traveling the world on missions and incidentally flirting with married female mages from other countries' magic ministries.

"You're getting annoyed. In all these years, you've only found one person, but you haven't caught him yet. This person is considered the sixth generation. When you suddenly appear, you'll be the seventh generation."

"The life experiences of the four generations before you who possessed the same power are hidden in the church's records, which are top secrets. Even now, only the highest levels of the church throughout history know about them. Therefore, most people within the church today are not even aware of the power of the Holy Son, whether it is yours or mine."

“My colleagues even think I just have a lot of magic.”

"What's even more interesting is that who would have thought that the fact that you are a saint is not a rumor fabricated by that cult-like little sect of Wieland, but is true, hahahahaha."

The commander laughed again.

"Finished?" Dinia asked calmly.

The commander stopped laughing and replied, "That's all."

"It's utterly boring," Dinia commented on the history recounted by the Grand Master.

The Grand Commander raised his hand and rubbed the back of his neck. "Actually, we found your parents, your mother, uh, it's time." He started speaking but suddenly stopped. The Grand Commander, as if possessed, winked at Dinia like a spoiled little girl.

at the same time.

On the other side, the Pope let out a sigh of relief, "Well, time's up."

Ronan suddenly felt a jolt in his heart and lungs. Before he could react, the Pope had overturned the stone table and severed Ronan's right arm with a single sword stroke.

In the instant they were close, the Pope was pierced through the chest by Ronan's sword, but he remained calm and quickly said one word to Ronan: "Drag." Almost simultaneously, the Pope kicked Ronan in the chest like a battering ram. Ronan, who had lost an arm, flew backward like a cannonball, his severed arm leaving a long trail of blood in the air.

When Ronan, vomiting blood, stood up with one hand and one sword supporting him, he was already surrounded by nine mages.

“Assassinating the Pope is an unforgivable crime,” the leader said.

Ronan didn't look up, but just sensed the atmosphere around him. "I thought that even if a high-level mage stayed in their comfort zone, they wouldn't be like those professors who have been in the ivory tower since their student days. They wouldn't get stupid from staying there for too long. Ha, I was wrong."

While speaking, the Pope evacuated under the protection of several others.

At the same time, Dinia was also surrounded.

"Everyone, I'm leaving it to you. You know my magic weakens when there are many people around." With that, the Grand Master quickly left.

Dinia glanced around. "Just these few? Not even a single seventh-tier one?"

“It’s time for what belongs to the church to return to the church,” a man dressed as a clergyman said to Dinia.

Dinia was too lazy to speak, her surging magic power coursing through her body, and a captivating, evil glint flashed in her red eyes.

Kill, kill, she's going to kill.

Chapter 577 Encirclement and Targeting, They're Forcing Me to Use Technology

In the next instant, Dinia was already in the crowd, grabbing two people by the head with one hand each, and slamming his hands into the ground three times in a row. The powerful red shockwaves shook the earth, and the ground cracked and shattered like a brittle shell that had been bombed, kicking up dust and sand several meters high.

In the dust and mist, there should have been a scene of two people being smashed to pieces, their flesh and blood exploding, and blood rain staining Dinia's long, snow-white, pale gold hair.

However, this scene did not occur; Dinya's hands remained in the position of clawing at her head, but her hands were clean.

The mage who had been surrounding her had, along with all his men, moved away in an instant.

Dinia was not surprised that this group had approached her silently; someone must have used teleportation magic.

In the distance, the two who had escaped death felt as if they had walked through hell and been reborn. Although they were only at the fourth level, they had indeed mutated, and their physiques were stronger than the other fifth-level beings present.

The others were also among the few who could remain completely calm. Seeing the shattered earth, they were all astonished that Yadonia could still be so ferocious in her current state.

Before the dust had settled, countless tree trunks and branches suddenly sprouted from the shattered ground at an astonishing speed, binding and entangling Dinia in the blink of an eye. The trees and vines intertwined and formed layer upon layer of wooden prisons.

In a short while, a dense forest had surrounded Dinia.

Dinia's magic bombarded the wooden ropes and the wooden prison, but the ropes and the prison absorbed her magic, and in the instant of destruction, they regenerated.

During that brief moment of being sealed off, Dinia was struck by magic that ignored the magical defense membrane. Her heart nearly exploded in her chest cavity, and all her ribs snapped.

This kind of magic, which ignores the magical defense membrane, is undoubtedly a divine power.

Despite her injuries, the wounded Dinia unleashed her magic.

The red, worm-like clusters of fungi, centered on themselves, surge outwards like a flood, eroding, decaying, and parasitizing all the trees.

The forest that trapped her, possessing the power to absorb magic and regenerate itself, began to be rapidly assimilated by the fungus, becoming nutrients and power for Dinia herself.

Seeing the situation change, the mages on the periphery did not hesitate to unleash their magic.

In an instant, dark clouds descended from the sky, thunder roared down, a gust of wind swept through, and flames exploded forth. Just as the fungus had invaded only a few dozen meters around Dinia, the forest that had suddenly sprung up, with a diameter of several hundred meters, was turned into a sea of ​​fire.

Guided by lightning and gales, the flames not only approached Dinia from all directions, but also gave rise to several raging fire dragons that tracked Dinia's movements and relentlessly attacked.

After a long while, Dinia finally broke free from this attack, tearing off her charred arm with one hand, and a tender new hand instantly grew out. Then, she tore off the bloodied skin from her left cheek, which was burned raw, and a new one grew out.

She was now somewhat disheveled, but her ferocity had only intensified.

In the blink of an eye, a figure came rushing towards her. The next instant, Dinia raised her sword to block, but she didn't expect to miss. The opponent slashed her shoulder heavily, almost severing her hand along with her shoulder.

The sword that struck her was from an old man with sparse white hair, a thick white beard, deep wrinkles, a high and broad nose, and fierce eyes, like an old lion. His arms were muscular and strong, with bulging veins, like the trunks of a thick old tree entwined with vines. He wore a gray linen robe, the cross printed on the chest of which had faded and blurred. Beneath the linen robe, however, there was nothing; he had no legs.

The old man was incredibly fast and powerful, but he was not a mutant. The greatsword he held in his hands was both a weapon and a cane, and it had the effect of tearing wounds and constantly inflicting damage, but he was not a manifestation of anything.

The old man possessed divine magic, because Dinia was certain that her perception had been misled in the brief moment of their exchange.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have been hit.

Even so, Dinia was still confident that she could defeat the old man in close combat, but she did not intend to do so, because she was not fighting one-on-one now and could not afford to be tied up, otherwise she would be bound by that strange tree again and hit by that internal impact that ignored magic.

Without hesitation, he unleashed a full-force red beam cannon brimming with killing intent. Since his senses had been misled, he would launch a map-wide attack.

The old man was hit by the red light cannon, and his two swords immediately went into the ground. However, he was still pushed backward by the red light cannon, and together they carved a trench several meters wide and hundreds of meters long in the ground before finally stopping. When the red light dissipated and the old man stopped, his face was unharmed, but his hands that were holding the swords were covered in blood, and blood was flowing down the blades in several streams.

The other mages on the periphery were already hesitant to approach, and now that they saw the strongest melee fighter in the team acting like this, they were even more afraid.

Dinia did not act immediately; after the initial murderous intent was released, she had completely calmed down.

Ideally, she would disengage from the battle and rush to support Ronan, but the area around them was already under an elemental barrier, maintained by three fifth-tier mages.

This elemental barrier is a variant of the elemental mage's domain ability. Its principle is simple, and it can be said to be both easy and difficult to break. It is easy to break because it only requires brute force, and difficult to break because it requires time.

Even a seventh-level expert wouldn't be able to break through this barrier in a short time.

The only saving grace is that the barrier covers a large area, making it impossible for the opponent to protect all three nodes simultaneously.

The mages who were surrounding her were well aware that such a large-scale barrier could easily be breached by Dinia.

But there was no other way; if the barrier was too small, the battlefield would be small, and they would have to close the distance with Dinia.

This woman is too dangerous.

They were all people of status and position, and they didn't want to fight her to the death.

Just then, several magicians were suddenly surprised.

Dinia's presence has vanished.

She didn't really disappear, of course; she turned into tiny fungi. After several rounds of impact, countless fissures appeared in the ground, and Dinia moved among them.

If she hadn't been so exhausted by the Grand Master, she wouldn't have been forced to resort to "technology".

"What? It's gone?"

"It didn't disappear, it just moved underground and suppressed the magic fluctuations to an extremely low level. There was too much magic released here, so it's impossible to pinpoint its location."

"now you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the eyes of a group of magicians all turned to one person.

This person is a summoner, and his summoned creature is a "swarm of poisonous bees" that can locate enemies over a wide area.

They had done their homework and were prepared for this move by Dinia. They also had another summoning ability that could summon a giant to deal with Dinia in his red giant form.

On the other side, Ronan was in an even worse state. He didn't have super-fast regeneration, and his left hand hadn't even grown back yet. Facing the encirclement, he constantly switched between flying and gliding to escape, while simultaneously manipulating his shield to defend and his flying sword to counterattack, in order to avoid being attacked by multiple people at the same time.

Fortunately, of the nine people, four were at the fifth rank, and two of them had gone to "protect" the Pope. He was dealing with two fifth-rank people and five fourth-rank people.

These two fifth-tier spells are, respectively, divine magic and mutation.

Chapter 578 Flying a Kite in a Disarray: Wrong Guess, Situation Reverses

The mutation itself isn't too threatening; one is a melee mage, and although his attack power is explosive, he's fine as long as he doesn't get close. The other one, who uses divine magic, is much more troublesome. He cast a spell to create a cone-shaped object that will always follow Ronan and cannot be destroyed. It ignores Ronan's magic defense armor and absorbs his magic power, and the faster Ronan moves, the faster it moves, and the higher the absorption rate becomes.

Unable to get rid of it.

Ronan currently has enough magic power to ensure his safety even without going at full speed, but in a little while, his magic power will likely run out, and if he loses his mobility, the situation will immediately deteriorate.

The other party was clearly aware of this as well, and was not in a hurry to fight him head-on. Instead, they simply wore him down, never giving him any chance to retaliate.

Although the Pope, that wicked old man, was clearly keeping him in check and had a backup plan, Ronan would never entrust his fate to someone else.

Let's deal with the trouble caused by this divine magic first.

This guy kept chasing him, so obviously his pyramid couldn't be too far away from him.

With a wave of his hand, Ronan enveloped the fifth-tier mage, who was wielding divine magic, in nine layers of magical armor. His mobility was instantly reduced drastically, and the armor itself also consumed mana.

Although those who have been given the magic resistance armor by Ronan can choose to refuse and then have it removed, the moment of refusal will temporarily interrupt the magic. This may not be a big deal for many magicians, but for those who need to cast spells continuously, it is equivalent to temporarily breaking the connection.

Taking advantage of this moment of deceleration and loss of connection, Ronan burst into top speed and widened the distance.

Once the distance increased, if the divine mage wanted to close the gap again and recast the spell on Ronan, he would have to work in pairs with another mutated mage to outpace the remaining five fourth-tier mages. This was because once Ronan reached full speed, the other five fourth-tier mages couldn't keep up.

Ten seconds later.

"Tch, they didn't choose to have two people chase after them."

Ronan couldn't help but show a hint of disappointment; his battle plan had failed.

The opponent's tactics were very conservative; they would rather lose an advantage than give Ronan any opportunity to maneuver and then ambush him when he was alone.

The opposing team maintained their formation; for Ronan to launch a counterattack would be suicidal, so he could only continue to kite them.

Ronan's persistent kite-flying caused the seven magicians chasing him to become impatient.

Because in their plan, there are two scenarios.

First, they quickly dealt with Ronan and then rushed to another battlefield.

Although they were slightly weaker and their magic was not effective against Dinia, the four fourth-tier elemental mages could take over from the elemental mages there and maintain the elemental barrier created by that variant of the "domain," allowing the other three fifth-tier mages to free up their hands and join the battle.

Secondly, if they fail to quickly capture Ronan, and Ronan runs towards Dinia, then the two sides can converge, concentrate their forces, and instantly kill Ronan. Then they can turn back to surround and kill Dinia; the subsequent events won't be significantly different.