As he listened to Julius's self-proclaimed identity, a flash of realization passed through Patolli's eyes.
The Elven Reincarnation Plan—something he had schemed and prepared for over a long time.
By all logic, a plan so meticulously crafted should have unfolded smoothly.
Even with minor obstructions, it shouldn't have mattered.
But reality was harsh.
He had been repeatedly thwarted—so much that the plan nearly collapsed.
First, there was Ethan, who somehow saw through their operation and exposed Patolli's identity, throwing obstacle after obstacle in their path.
Even after seemingly killing him once, Ethan came back from the brink of death.
And now, although Ethan wasn't the one standing in front of him, the principle remained unchanged.
This was the law of the world—the will of humanity, of destiny itself—summoning its guardian to stop them.
Julius was that law, that final fortress.
Swoosh—!
"I am the Wizard King. I will protect this kingdom, and its people… until the very end!"
Julius extended his hand, appearing behind Patolli to bind him.
But Patolli's face twisted into a crazed grin.
"Yes… you are the Wizard King. But if you can, go ahead and protect them—all of them!"
Boom!!
An overwhelming surge of mana exploded from Patolli's body.
He soared into the skies, becoming a radiant beam of golden light.
He had been wrong.
All along, he believed that if he just removed the powerful foes in his way, the plan would succeed.
And in terms of strength, even if he had reached the Zero Realm, he still wasn't confident he could defeat Julius.
But now he understood.
He couldn't remove Julius.
And if he couldn't, then Julius would stop him—because that was his duty.
His plan would overturn the world's law, plunge Clover Kingdom into ruin, and bring death to countless people.
Julius, as the Wizard King, would have to oppose him.
Because that was who he was.
"Seal Magic—Release!"
The sky erupted into golden brilliance.
Countless floating swords of light appeared above.
This power had long been sealed within Patolli—it was too wild, too destructive for normal battle.
But this was no longer a normal battle.
His target was no longer just Julius.
It was all the people of Clover Kingdom.
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At the front lines, where Yami and the others had just suppressed the elf uprising and were catching their breath, their gazes turned toward the capital.
The light spread like wildfire.
Countless swords hung in the sky, their sheer number covering the capital and spreading outward—noble district, commoner district, and even the outer zones.
Only a few kilometers more, and even their location would be hit.
Of course, they were strong enough to survive.
But not everyone in Clover Kingdom was like them.
Over 99% of the kingdom's population were ordinary civilians.
"What's going on!? What's happening in the capital!?"
"This is Light Magic… wait—could it be…?"
"What about the Wizard King? Didn't he reach the capital!?"
Panic spread among the civilians under the light's reach.
They knew this was enemy magic.
They just hadn't expected something so merciless.
Once those light swords fell, Clover Kingdom might be wiped off the map.
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"Patolli… you—!"
For the first time, Julius looked truly anxious.
He hadn't expected Patolli to possess such an immense amount of mana—enough to cast a spell that could blanket the entire kingdom.
"Julius, you can try to stop me.
But even if I die, the magic will not end.
So, Wizard King, what will you choose?"
His tone remained taunting.
"Even if I can't kill you, I can still kill everyone else!"
[Light Creation Magic – Judgment Whips of Light!]
Countless light swords responded to his will and began to fall from the sky.
Each one might not matter alone.
But together?
They were endless.
They were overwhelming.
They would reduce the kingdom—the entire Clover Kingdom—to ash.
Not even people hiding indoors would be spared.
---
[Time Reversal Magic – Chrono Rewind!]
Dong! Dong!
The sound of a massive clock echoed.
A vast, shimmering blue dial spread outward, enveloping the capital—noble quarters, commoners, the outskirts.
Nowhere was spared.
Time reversed.
All the light swords froze—then, within seconds, disintegrated into harmless flecks of light that drifted gently through the air.
---
"A time magic capable of saving the entire population… Truly incredible.
But it looks like your stored mana and time are completely used up now.
You must've seen my attack coming.
But you couldn't stop your magic once it began…
Because you're the Wizard King!"
Patolli's mouth twisted into a grin of madness and triumph.
He stood in front of Julius—his glowing sword piercing straight through Julius's chest.
Respect.
He truly respected Julius.
No one else in this era could even dream of defeating him.If Julius wanted to live, he could live longer than anyone else.
But as the strongest protector—as the Wizard King—he had to stand in front of everyone.
And that was how he lost.
He didn't lose in power—he lost to the weight of the title Wizard King.
"From this day forward, no one can stop us anymore.
The Elf Tribe… will once again shine with unmatched brilliance!"
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[Time Magic – Time Rewind!]
Elsewhere, Ethan swiftly cast a time spell to heal himself.
Unlike Julius, who had mastered time magic for decades, Ethan had only about three months' worth of stored time.
Using it occasionally in battle was manageable.
But once he exited his Spirit Synchronization form, his speed had dropped drastically.
To even stand a chance against Corin, he had to use time magic repeatedly.
But that wouldn't last.
A few more moves, and his stored time would be exhausted.
"Damn it! He's clinging to me like a leech!"
Ethan bolted at full speed, clearly intending to escape.
But Corin chased him relentlessly.
And honestly? It made sense.
His home, his people—wiped out.
If it were Ethan, he'd also chase the killer to the ends of the world.
But it was frustrating.
Run? He couldn't shake him.
Fight? He couldn't win—yet.
Even with his large mana pool, eventually he'd be too drained to fight on.
---
Corin, now a meteor streaking through the sky, gathered his mana for a devastating final blow.
He knew time magic was powerful, but Ethan was still a novice with limited storage—and no grimoire to amplify his spells.
At first, he had wanted to capture Ethan alive, to torture him slowly.
But now, Ethan was fleeing toward Clover Kingdom.
If he reached the capital and Julius stepped in… Corin would lose his chance forever.
[Star Magic – Falling Star Annihilation!]
The air ignited.
Even from far away, Ethan could feel the oppressive pressure.
This guy's going all in!
[Wind Magic—]
"No good. Wind won't stop it… and it's too fast to dodge!"
In that instant, Ethan considered all options—none would help him block or avoid the attack.
All except… Time.
"Only one day's worth left…
That's not enough…"
He cursed inwardly.
Thanks to the divine bloodline of the Dragon's Legacy, he could revive twice at full strength.
But reviving didn't mean he wasn't afraid of death.
Especially not this kind of death.
If he died here, Corin might just drag his corpse away to continue venting his rage.
Revive, die. Revive, die.
What was the difference between that and true death?
But just then—he felt it.
The time he had stored—previously running dry—was now rapidly refilling.
A thought crossed his mind.
He looked up.
Floating in the sky was a massive, cylindrical white object—completely featureless, without a cover.
Its pages spun slowly in the air.
Strange. Eerie.
And brimming with the power of time.
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