Yes, Madam Prime Minister

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When this former Demon King is at extremely low health, he is almost immune to damage and can attack however he wants. As for his opponents, attacking him is equivalent to attacking themselves, while their magic power is constantly draining away, making them weaker and weaker.

“We don’t care. He’s low on health, so that destructive power is an instant death for him, causing endless damage. And after we both die, I can still be resurrected.”

Dinia stated that after truly mastering the power of the original species, she had gained the ability to resurrect.

“That’s right, but the other one obviously doesn’t have that power,” Lavini said. The other “Ronan” doesn’t have the ability to resurrect; he doesn’t even have super-speed regeneration, but he must have defeated and subdued the old Demon King.

Ronan and Dinah had no way of knowing what he relied on.

"If I don't know, then I don't know," Ronan said, his feelings somewhat indescribable.

The two goals of this trip, one exceeded expectations and the other failed to meet them. For him and Dinia themselves, the improvement was undoubtedly beyond expectations, even though Ronan failed to advance to the seventh rank.

However, our understanding of the other "Ronan" fell far short of expectations. We only knew the general outline of his life experiences and roughly estimated his normal strength to be one level above the average seventh rank. We had absolutely no idea what special trump cards he might have.

“I think we should go,” Dinia said.

A day later, Ronan and Dinia disappeared in the makeshift, low-tech teleportation array set up by Wen Jin.

Ronan and Dinia then returned to the well-bottom tomb beneath the Temple of Heaven in Luoyang.

The two quickly left the tomb and dug a tunnel to reach the outskirts of Luoyang.

They rushed back to Foshan immediately. Ambriina and the others hadn't encountered any accidents. The whole of Foshan was still immersed in the festive atmosphere of the Spring Festival, with lanterns and decorations, dragon and lion dances. If Ronan hadn't repeatedly confirmed it, he would have almost suspected that he had been sent to the wrong time and place.

The former emperor has become a rebel, and a new emperor has yet to be appointed, but this industrial and commercial city doesn't care at all; everyone continues to play music and dance.

Chapter 845 Farewell, Silence, Confidence

On February 14th, the third day after returning to Foshan, there were still three days until the Lantern Festival in Seris.

Rondinia prepared to depart for the North.

In the morning, Ronan's whole family ate tangyuan (sweet rice balls) together.

After Ronan and Dinah left, for safety reasons, a group of women put aside many of their tasks. With less to do, they simply moved in together and hired some servants, including a five-person kitchen team.

Let's not even talk about the peanut and sesame filling glutinous rice balls; they've been popular here ever since peanuts were introduced.

As for the sugar used, there is no shortage of it here. Seres is the world's largest producer of white sugar, and Guangdong is Seres' sugar production base. Its technology and output are even higher than those of India, which has better conditions.

Some of the glutinous rice balls are savory, which is probably a southern specialty. The filling is stir-fried, with fresh meat as the main ingredient, a little bit of pickled vegetable shreds, a little bit of cured meat pieces to add flavor, and a little bit of dried scallop shreds to add umami.

It sounds unconventional, but it tastes really good.

Of course, not everyone likes it. Mainly Ronan and Ambrina like it. The three members of the technical team don't eat this stuff. Faith doesn't like pork, and Falek and Canaan don't eat pork either. The sweet peanut and sesame filling glutinous rice balls are more popular.

After eating glutinous rice balls, the group arrived at Tongji Bridge.

Right next to Tongji Bridge is a pawn shop, a loan sharking business, but nobody knows who this Tongji is.

However, at the moment of parting, Ronan had no intention of saying anything that would spoil the mood or ruin the atmosphere.

"Alright, alright, Anri," Ronan said, gently patting Ambrina's back as she clung to him like a koala.

After a long while, Ambrina finally let go and got down, but as soon as she did, she stood on tiptoe, wrapped her arms around Ronan's neck, and kissed him.

Early in the morning, there were quite a few pedestrians on this side of the bridge. She was fine with it; as a Frenchwoman, kissing her husband goodbye in public was perfectly normal. However, it made the surrounding pedestrians extremely embarrassed, and they could only block part of their view with their hands.

After a while, Ambrina reluctantly parted ways, saying, "My husband is the most powerful man in the world, and he will never lose to someone like that."

"Of course."

After Ronan agreed, he looked at Alice beside him. Alice walked over and lightly touched Ronan's cheek with her lips. "I just learned a saying: Good people don't live long, but evil people live for a thousand years."

Instead, Zhao Yingqi pounced on him and kissed him deeply for a moment, only whispering "Waiting for you to come back" before retreating.

Ronan looked at Isabel and the others.

Isabel remained unmoved, looking at the sky and the ground but not at Ronan. Since Isabel didn't move, Ashley also shrugged, indicating that she had to stand with Isabel. All that Grand could do was blow a kiss.

On the other side, Agustina was holding Dinia, and even though she had already said everything that needed to be said in the past two days, she still kept babbling on and on.

Elena walked over to Ronan, and the two embraced. She had met Ronan when she was ten years old, more than thirty years ago, and everything was understood without words.

Falek simply smiled at Ronan. Among the group of women, she was only slightly older than Zhao Yingqi, but in this respect, she was the most mature. She had no romantic feelings for Ronan, only the attraction between a woman and a man, the rapport between scholars, and the cooperation between politicians.

Faith remained calm; she was simply a person with nowhere to go, and Ronan was her refuge.

Only Canaan wanted to step forward, but he was too shy to do so.

Astrid walked over, still as sarcastic as ever, "You old codger, I don't want to spend the rest of my life getting revenge for you."

“If neither your Aunt Dinia nor I can do it, you’d better step aside, you little brat,” Ronan sneered.

"Hmph." Astrid turned away angrily.

Kate Pellegrini held a Seres-style pipe in one hand, took a puff, and said, "You've put so much pressure on me lately that I've started smoking. Remember to come back and make up for my overtime pay."

After Kate stepped aside, Mrs. Zhao held her infant son in one arm and her three-year-old daughter by the hand in the other. She wanted to say something but couldn't bring herself to speak. She knew that some of her husband's actions before he left were somewhat unethical. With Ronan's help, he quickly seized power and amassed a huge number of political achievements, yet he wanted to kick Ronan out of the picture. However, he was too embarrassed to do so because of his gentlemanly conduct, which only made the rift between the two grow wider.

Ronan had warned him many times, but he never took it seriously.

"Don't worry, sister-in-law, I will definitely avenge Brother Liu. However, the real culprit is that person." Ronan said this because Lu Jianling was also there, and he didn't want to embarrass this female general who would be very useful in the future.

Lu Jianling remained silent.

To say that Na was not her own son would be self-deception. It was because of him that she and her second son were able to break through the encirclement so easily. So, in the end, it was her son who killed Madam Zhao's husband.

Yang Nian stood to the side. Usually so naive and clever, she was at a loss for words. In short, she was just a friend of Ronan's daughter.

Lu Jianling, who had been silent, took a deep breath. "It's up to you guys."

If Lu Jianling didn't know the inside story and the many secrets about this world, he would naturally think that with David's group of top superhumans, there was no being they couldn't deal with.

But now, she doesn't think so.

She was also helpless; such a great nation as China had encountered such a calamity, yet could only rely on two foreigners to solve it.

Ronan instead asked a different question, "Has General Lu decided to stay in Guangdong?"

“Mm,” Lu Jianling replied.

Her meager connections were originally in Guangxi, and now that she knows so many secrets and her son has become a thief, what other choice does she have but to join Luo Nan's rebel group?

"Then we'll leave the factory security team here to General Lu," Ronan said.

Having said their piece, Ronan and Dinia bid each other farewell and set off again for the north.

The next stop is faraway Siberia, the place where another "Ronan" and Seris have their duel.

If he wins this battle, he can naturally use the Northeast outside the Great Wall as his base, plan to establish a country there, gradually expand, and then enter the Central Plains, where no one can stop him.

If Ronan wins, he will naturally return to Guangdong and prepare to start a revolution that will sweep through Seres.

Ronan remained unusually silent throughout the journey, and Dinya did not speak either.

Both of them entered a state of conserving their energy, abandoning all distractions and focusing solely on the will to fight.

At the same time, in Siberia, another "Ronan" was making arrangements to turn the place into his home ground. More than forty years had passed since he transmigrated, and he had lost count of the countless battles he had experienced, but the battles he had actively provoked were few and far between. This was the first time he had truly gained the advantage of playing on home ground.

Having overcome so many desperate situations and comebacks in the past, he was confident that he would undoubtedly win this time playing on home soil.

The top superhumans of Seris? Ha!

Chapter 846 Three plans; it doesn't matter if they can't kill him, there are too many "orioles" lurking around.

While Ronan and Dinia were setting off, Seris's group of top superhumans had already departed.

There are seventeen seventh-tier individuals in total; most of the people at the top of Seris are already here.

The battle plan had already been finalized, and the tasks assigned to each party in the plan had been properly arranged after multiple discussions.

The first step of the plan is to use magic to clear away all of the opponent's overt and covert arrangements and eliminate all traps to avoid falling into a passive position at the start and affecting the follow-up. The second step is to use magic to lock on and ensure that all subsequent spells hit the opponent's true form. The third step is to use a spell to immobilize the target, not just to make the target unable to move, but to stop the opponent's consciousness. The fourth step is to cast a separation spell to split the opponent's physical body apart, so that no amount of elemental transformation or various transformations can reconnect it. The fifth and final step is to directly destroy the opponent's soul and completely annihilate them.

The above five steps are completed by five seventh-tier members. Each spell is a rule-based spell, and once the entire combo is completed, the opponent will definitely not survive.

But this is only the first part of the plan.

Because the enemy is at least at the seventh level and possesses a strange power, and we don't know how many more trump cards they have up their sleeve.

Therefore, they were mentally prepared for Plan 1 to completely fail.

Plan Two: Our side applies full buffs while simultaneously casting all negative status effects on the enemy. The twelve of them surround the enemy, not seeking to kill them, but simply to help each other and drag the enemy into a war of attrition. Of course, if any one of these seventh-tier individuals were to take the hit in this "war of attrition" launched by all of them, they would likely die instantly.

The reason they defined it as a war of attrition is because they had already anticipated the worst-case scenario.

Twelve people fought head-on, while the other five provided support from the perimeter, guarding against any unexpected interventions. After all, the enemy was a group, and there was no doubt that some of the other top experts in Seris might do something that would hurt their friends and please their enemies. Moreover, Seris also had several foreigners at the seventh rank, the most suspicious of whom was Ronan.

However, no matter what, everyone's spiritual power is limited. This is an ironclad rule. Even if the opponent breaks through the limit of the seventh rank, it is impossible for their total spiritual power to be higher than that of twelve seventh-rank individuals.

If Plan Two doesn't work, then we need Plan Three.

Plan Three is to gather everyone's strength to create an opportunity, with the most special person among them taking action. This person's surname is Zhao, and in terms of relationship, he is the current emperor's great-uncle. He is the first and currently the only seventh-level person in the history of the Zhao family. The founding emperor Zhao Shu only reached the sixth level before his death and failed to reach the top.

Time magic takes precedence over all rule-based magic. If you can't defeat or kill this enemy, then let him drag the enemy into the labyrinth of time with you.

By the time maze had expired, they had already wiped out all of the rebel's other accomplices.

Having lost his supporters, what harm would it do for him to become the emperor of Seris, or even the emperor of the whole world?

Even if a person's energy is unlimited, their time is limited. With limited time, the amount of information they can receive and the responses they can make are also limited.

In that case, those who understand will understand.

Did these top-tier superhumans come to the challenge to kill the rebel leader? No.

They don't care who is in power or about changes in the world order; they simply don't accept the chaos that overturns the order of the superhumans and don't want their status, free from worldly concerns, to change.

If we can kill the leader of the rebellion, that would be best; if we can't kill him, killing his followers would also be acceptable.

At the same time, besides Rondinia and the seventeen seventh-tier Seris in these two groups, there were two other groups active.

Sartre, who had been practicing Taoism and focusing on meditation, along with his master, True Man Tianyang, and three other seventh-rank individuals, were all ambitious people who wanted to reap the benefits.

The other group consists of the three leaders of the Kingdom of Fas, along with Victor from Weyland, Bricht, the "Black Dragon" from the former Will Empire, and a eccentric Rossian, all of whom are at the seventh rank.

It can be said that all the participants in this game are at the seventh rank, since those below the seventh rank are no longer qualified to participate.

There is only one exception, and that is Ronan, who is still only at the sixth level.

However, Ronan will not appear as a standalone being. Before emerging from seclusion, he will merge with Dinia, and the merged state will not be dispelled until everything is settled.

On February 15th, two days before the Lantern Festival, Ronan and Dinia arrived at the border.

Compared to the other timeline, the fortresses here appear much smaller, but also much more solid.

As for the Great Wall, there is no such thing; there are only beacon towers erected at intervals.

This is, after all, a world with extraordinary power. Even if top-tier experts don't participate in the war, their ability to break through defenses is still much stronger than that of Ronan's original timeline, a world without extraordinary abilities. First and second-tier individuals can use magic spells to cause significant damage to parts of the city walls. Even the northern nomadic tribes have extraordinary individuals, but their numbers and overall quality cannot compare to those of agricultural tribes. There are still many first and second-tier individuals.

The city walls were of little use; all we needed to do was set up more beacon towers.

Strong, small fortresses strategically located at key transportation points or in dangerous terrain constitute the absolute mainstream of the world's current defense system.

After exiting the pass, Ronan and Dinia slowed down to reduce their magic consumption, ensuring they arrived at the battlefield at full strength.

"Do you think the Seres have a chance to win?" Dinia asked.

“If he only has his own set of magic, which is a level higher than the seventh rank, and he can also use the ability to dispel status effects, then he’s doomed,” Ronan said with certainty.

Dinia looked at the vast, desolate plains in the distance. "It seems the Seres can't win." Because the other "Ronan" could not possibly be just like this. Even if he were just like this, he still couldn't defeat the original Demon King.

It is highly likely that the other "Ronan" has the ability to counter the power of rules.

“To deal with him, we’ll still need to rely on ourselves,” Ronan said.

A hint of worry appeared on Dinia's face. "My destruction and rebirth are also the power of the rule system."

Ronan, however, remained completely unfazed. "It won't affect your high-speed regeneration. At most, it will only seal your indiscriminate destruction and resurrection abilities, not even life absorption. Besides, you still have me as a high-level accessory, something he could never have."

“Yes,” Dinia nodded in response.

Ronan is right; they are two people, while the other is one.

After walking for a while and enjoying the scenery, the two merged into one and continued on their way.

At this moment, in Siberia, in the snow.

The blonde woman, Candice, walked up to "Ronan" and asked, "How are the preparations going?"

Ronan replied with a calm smile, "Three more days."

“They should be here in two days,” Candice said, her eyes filled with barely concealed anxiety. “We have a mole on our side.”

If there wasn't a mole, how could the timing be so perfect, right when preparations were about to be completed but there wasn't enough time to change the schedule at the last minute?

Ronan was full of confidence. "The mole doesn't matter. These are the things that were meant to be eliminated and destroyed by them anyway. The real preparations were completed a long time ago. The only thing we need to care about is the 'oriole' (the bird that lurks in the sky)."