Full-Time Magister: The Evil Emperor Descends

"it is good!"

When they got down to business, their expressions instantly turned serious, and their previous friendliness vanished.

Zhu Meng gave Wu Pingjing a wink, signaling him to keep a close eye on the outside to prevent eavesdroppers.

After the reception room quieted down, Mo Xie glanced at everyone present and said.

"Some time ago, Xiao Hou discovered traces of the Black Vatican near the Abyss of Evil. Although he managed to escape, he was infected with the Forgetfulness Worm."

Upon hearing this, all three were utterly shocked, their eyes turning to Zhang Xiaohou in disbelief that this young man had actually experienced such a crisis.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaohou took off his shirt, revealing the strange centipede buried inside his body.

The moment the Forget-Me-Not's true form was revealed, the shock on the three people's faces intensified. Han Ji was the first to step forward to examine the disgusting and bizarre centipede, and his expression gradually became serious.

“This Forget-Me-Not Worm has already taken shape, and it is quite difficult to kill it. Even I need some time to completely eliminate it. It seems that you have really heard or seen the secrets of the Black Vatican.”

"how so……"

Upon hearing this, Fei Jiao and Zhu Meng's expressions also became very grave. They both knew the effects of the Forget-Me-Not insect and couldn't help but worry.

"As long as we can eliminate the forgetfulness bugs, that's fine."

Zhang Xiaohou was quite happy, at least he knew that the forgetfulness worms on his body could be removed and wouldn't cause any harm to his health.

Seeing the solemn expressions on the three people's faces, Mo Xie smiled slightly and said.

"Don't worry, although Xiao Hou was infected with the Forgetfulness Worm, he learned a very important piece of information: the mastermind behind this is Jiu Ying, one of the Cardinals."

"A cardinal?!"

"Nine-Headed Serpent?!"

Han Ji and the other two were taken aback again. They hadn't expected that the mastermind behind the Black Vatican this time would be a cardinal, and a sense of unease arose in their hearts.

"Wait a minute, Jiuying... I've never heard of this cardinal before. Isn't he Salang?"

When Feijiao heard the name of this cardinal, he was initially puzzled, as he had never heard of this person before.

"I've heard of the Nine-Headed Serpent."

At this moment, Han Ji showed a thoughtful expression, stroking his beard as he slowly spoke.

"Actually, a long time ago, the cardinal known to the people in China was not Salang. It was Jiuying at the beginning, but Salang's reputation gradually replaced it."

"So there was this other layer of information."

Zhu Meng nodded in sudden realization. He hadn't expected that the cardinal in the Huaguo region was actually Jiuying a long time ago. However, he immediately felt very troubled, since his opponent was a ruthless and cunning cardinal!

After Mo Xie saw that the others had almost digested the news, he continued with an even more shocking piece of information.

"My intelligence network has learned that in a few days, the Black Vatican is very likely to send down a heavy rain. The rainwater contains a certain substance that can replace death energy to allow the undead to move, and it will also stimulate the ferocity of the undead!"

"That means that after that rain, the undead can move around normally during the day, and are even more ferocious than before!"

Even if he wasn't sure whether Jiuying would carry out the plan, he could at least alert the higher-ups by speaking out first, just like during the Bo City disaster.

impossible! ! !
Upon hearing this, Han Ji and the other two widened their eyes in shock, their bodies trembling slightly. If Mo Xie's information was true, then awakening the entire Land of the Dead would be terrifying for the ancient capital.

At present, the ancient capital is being attacked by the undead at night and is already struggling to resist. If the undead were to attack even during the day when it is supposed to be a time for rest, the battle would be even more devastating!
"how so……"

"The Black Church is so ruthless as to want to awaken the entire Land of the Dead. If that's the case, the ancient capital will fall completely!"

"Indeed, Sha Yuan has been teleporting towards the ancient capital every so often recently, and it's getting closer and closer. It seems this guess was correct!"

Mo Xie took a sip of tea. He hadn't finished speaking yet and needed to wait for Han Ji, Zhu Meng, and Fei Jiao to process what he had to say, since this matter concerned the safety of the entire ancient capital.

Zhang Xiaohou, standing to the side, was dumbfounded. He never expected that the Black Vatican's real conspiracy was like this, and he felt a sense of fear and unease.

Mo Xie put down his teacup. Seeing that the others had almost digested the information and wanted to continue discussing countermeasures, he interrupted them.

"Alright, let me finish. The Black Vatican's plans don't stop there."

Han Ji shook his head, calmed himself down, and then said.

"Young friend Moye, please continue."

"Alright, President Han Ji, the Eight Directions Dead Monarch... you should be aware of this, right? One part of the Black Vatican's plan is to awaken the Eight Directions Dead Monarch!!!"

Mo Xie stared into the eyes of the three men, his expression serious. He paused for a moment and then spoke slowly and deliberately.

Eight dead rulers!

When the name was uttered, Han Ji felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, as if he were about to faint and almost lost his balance.

He gripped the armrest of the sofa, his breathing becoming rapid, and a rare look of unease and fear appeared in his eyes.

The Eight Kings of the Dead are among the oldest undead in the Land of the Dead. Each one is a Grand Monarch-level undead. A single Grand Monarch-level demon is enough to destroy a city. If even the Eight Kings of the Dead were to be resurrected, wouldn't that mean the ancient capital would cease to exist?

Zhu Meng was equally shocked. He clenched his fists, glared at Mo Xie, and said through gritted teeth.

"Can't you just say it all at once? Don't give me all that pausing for breath!"

"I'm still thinking too much about you guys. I'm afraid you won't be able to accept it right away. Let's calm down first!"

Feijiao took a deep breath, suppressing his panic, and asked Moxie.

"Moye, is your news true?"

“I wouldn’t say something like that if it weren’t true.”

Mo Xie shrugged, seeing that the three of them had finally digested the shocking news, and then said after they had had enough.

"The Eight Kings of Death remain slumbering in the Abyss of Evil and are not easily revived. After all, they only obey the commands of that one. Therefore, I strongly suspect that the true purpose of the Black Church is to awaken that one!"

Upon hearing this, Han Ji's scalp tingled instantly. To be honest, although he was shocked when the Eight Directions Dead Kings were mentioned, he hadn't reached the point of cardiac arrest. But when Mo Xie mentioned that one, his brain felt like it was about to explode.

"Who is it... wait, can you guys stop playing riddles? Who is it?!"

Zhu Meng had no idea what the two were talking about, and he was so anxious that he was spinning in circles, his head spinning!
Mo Xie stared at everyone and slowly explained.

"That being is... the Ancient King!" (End of Chapter)