Full-Time Magister: The Evil Emperor Descends

When he came to his senses, his face showed anger. He was extremely ashamed that he had been frightened by a woman!

"You bitch..."

Just as Chu Jia was about to retort, Military Commander Lu Xu spoke up, stopping the two from arguing.

Although he didn't know why Elder Lingxi, who was usually calm and collected, suddenly became angry, he still managed to calm her down and explained to the unsuspecting Chu Jia.

"Chu Jia, it's understandable that you might not be familiar with the Demonic Elemental system. But I can tell you definitively that if young friend Mo Xie has truly gained complete control over the Demonic Elemental system, then we have a glimmer of hope!"

As a high-ranking military officer, Lu Xu, a demon-type expert, has more authority to speak on this matter, having witnessed the power of those failed experiments firsthand.

Now that Mo Xie has fully mastered the demonic element, his strength will reach a terrifying level, definitely stronger than these super-class mages!
At this moment, before the entrance to the Abyss of Fiends, Mo Xie gazed at the hellish scene where black and blood red intertwined, with thousands upon thousands of undead waving their arms and roaring as if trying to drag him in.

Feeling the sudden increase in suction force, he frowned slightly, realizing that this was not a place to stay for long, otherwise he might actually be sucked in later.

Mo Xie's body suddenly shimmered with a dazzling silver light, and in a flash, she and Lu Huan disappeared from the spot, leaving behind only shimmering silver stardust.

Lu Huan felt his body sway in mid-air, and a wave of dizziness washed over him. As soon as he stopped, a feeling of weightlessness came over him, and the demonic figure in his eyes grew farther and farther away.

"Oh no! Quickly catch Chief Lu Huan!"

Seeing that Mo Xie had teleported away from Sha Yuan in an instant, Zhu Meng immediately threw Lu Huan over and shouted.

The next second, Lu Huan shot towards the top of the clock tower like a high-speed missile, without slowing down at all. Fortunately, Zhu Meng and Han Ji stopped him, otherwise he would probably have been smashed into the clock tower and turned into a pile of minced meat.

"Uh... what am I doing..."

With the help of several high-ranking officials, Lu Huan regained his footing, but he was still somewhat dazed. Gazing at the demonic figure floating in the air in the distance, a surge of emotions still welled up in his heart.

Seeing Lu Huan's confusion, Han Ji immediately shared his previous guesses, including the effects of the demonic system.

Upon hearing this, Lu Huan suddenly realized what was happening, clenched his fists to steady himself on the ground, and a glimmer of hope appeared on his face.

"If what you say is true, then perhaps there really is a glimmer of hope in the ancient capital..."

Unlike the relief and joy on the faces of the high-ranking officials, Cardinal Jiuying's face was full of malice and anger. He stared fiercely at Moxie, who had transformed into a demon, and felt a surge of irritation.

Damn it, I was about to complete my long-planned coronation ceremony, but some brat just popped out of nowhere and tried to ruin my plan to return to the throne!

The name Moye does ring a bell... Oh, I remember now, there was a rumor that this kid was Sa Lang's kept man.

So, it turns out it was all Salan's scheme to stop me from becoming the fearsome cardinal!
"Ok?"

Mo Xie suddenly sensed a strong malice. She turned her head slightly and looked in the direction of the malice. She saw a man in a suit wearing a blood-red trench coat and frowned.

That guy... could he be Jiuying, one of the cardinals?

In an instant, Jiuying, who had been filled with resentment, sensed an intense killing intent. A chilling aura instantly enveloped his entire body, causing him to tremble uncontrollably. Fear… How could he, a cardinal, feel fear?!
Jiuying gritted his teeth, his face contorted with rage, his expression shifting between anger and resentment. Even though he was filled with intense resentment and bitterness, he knew very well that if he didn't leave soon, he might die on the spot!

After a moment of contemplation, a cold smile appeared on his lips. He opened his arms, looked at the crowd, and laughed wildly.

"Hehehe, no matter how many reinforcements you bring in, you can't save the ancient capital from destruction!"

"Sarang, don't think you can stop my coronation ceremony with this brat. I will make the name of the Nine-Headed Serpent spread throughout the world. I want to see how you plan to stop the Ancient King from awakening, hehehe..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a blood-red mist suddenly enveloped Jiuying, concealing his form within it and making him impossible to fathom.

"Oh no, this guy's trying to escape! Stop him!"

Seeing that things were going badly, Han Ji quickly warned him and rushed towards the blood-red mist.

Upon hearing Han Ji's words, everyone finally realized what was happening and charged towards Jiu Ying with grim and ruthless expressions.

However, they were still too slow. Just as they were about to reach it, the crimson mist dissipated and there was no sign of Jiuying. Only the other party's voice echoed in the air.

"Hehehe, I'm really looking forward to seeing the expressions on your faces when you're facing despair, it'll be very interesting..."

"asshole!"

Seeing that he could not capture Jiuying, Zhu Meng's face was full of anger and resentment, but now he could no longer focus his mind on the cardinal who had disappeared.

Immediately, everyone looked at Mo Xie, who was still in the sky. At present, they did not know the specific strength of the demon he had transformed into.

"Ugh!!!"

Suddenly, a deafening roar rang out, attracting Mo Xie's attention, and he raised an eyebrow slightly.

The skeleton dragon, which was about to fall into the abyss, somehow broke free from the abyss's pull and flapped its pale white bone wings, its massive body soaring into the air.

The pair of dark eyes encased in the pale white skull gleamed, reflecting the figure of Mo Xie. Although its body was enormous, it flew with extraordinary speed, flapping its bone wings as if to swallow the ants in front of it.

As the gaping maw of the abyss drew ever closer, Mo Xie's gaze sharpened, and with a flick of his crimson wings, he instantly teleported to the side of the Skeleton Dragon.

He slightly bent his right arm and swung it back, clenching his five fingers into a fist, and slammed it hard into the body of the Skeleton Lord.

The next second, a powerful whooshing sound rang out, and the enormous Skeleton Lord of the Underworld transformed into a sharp arrow, flying backward and crashing heavily onto the edge of the outer city. It crushed countless houses and undead along the way before stopping at the outer city wall, leaving a cloud of dust!

"This……"

"No... Impossible?!"

At this moment, the faces of the high-ranking officials below the clock tower were filled with shock and lingering fear. How could they have imagined that Mo Xie would suddenly make a move, and that the Lord of the Underworld would be blasted away with a single punch!
This guy isn't even human anymore! How could a human possess such power?! (End of Chapter)