Versatile Mage: Summoning Black Dragon, the pinnacle of divine power

Chapter 150 Power and Freedom

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"I thought you had really improved, but I didn't expect you to still be the same as before."

After leaving the club, Fal took Essendel's body away and met with the mages of the Holy Inquisition. Caesar took Ye Chang away.

"What's wrong with me?" Caesar said.

"You can be so cruel as to kill me, why can't you kill Ander?" Ye Chang said.

When Caesar killed her, she really thought this guy had finally grown up.

"I don't have many friends," Caesar said.

"At least she's still been able to talk to me all these years."

"You know why she accompanies you." Ye Chang said.

"To her, you are just a tool for her to ascend to the throne of goddess."

Everyone in the Parthenon knows how great an influence the platform of Caesar, the Son of God, has. It has the support of nearly half of the magic clans in Europe!

"But at least she will accompany me," Caesar said.

"Whatever the purpose."

Ye Chang sighed, "So how do you plan to solve her problem?"

If you can't win the battle for the goddess, there will be no good ending.

Moreover, for someone like Ander who stands in a high position and is supported and praised by the world, that reputation, glory, and high power are necessities for her survival.

If she lost those things, she would be worse off than dead.

"I don't know yet," Caesar said.

"Let's see what happens."

Once the news of Essendel's death spreads, Saint Ander's power will suffer a huge blow, and Ander will have to withdraw from the battle for the goddess.

The biggest trouble now is Merola.

Like Essendel, Ander helped Izhisa do too many shameful things, and Merola would not let her live.

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"Dark Master Essendel died unexpectedly!"

On the eve of the treasure hunt, a piece of news that shocked the world suddenly spread.

The death of a powerful dark wizard affected too many things, so the battle for the world's academy was postponed.

“Died unexpectedly from illness? Could such a powerful mage really die from illness?” Mo Fan was very skeptical.

A mage's body will become stronger as he practices. As a high-level mage, he doesn't have the trouble of getting sick, let alone a strongest shadow mage like Essendel?
Moreover, a strong person of that level can’t even cure a disease?
Or is it that even the Parthenon, which is world-famous for its healing magic, cannot cure Essendel's disease?
"The disease is indeed fake. I have some inside information here." Zhao Manyan said.

"It seems that it is related to something shady."

“Can’t be seen in public?” Mo Fan was stunned.

"You mean to say that something needs to be covered up at the expense of a wizard of Essendel's level?"

Zhao Manyan nodded. "I heard that the Holy Court was about to start hearing some cases, but because of Essendel's death, those things were sealed."

When a person dies, his debts are cancelled. This rule applies worldwide. The dead cannot be judged.

"Do you know what the case is?" Mo Fan asked.

Zhao Manyan lowered his voice and asked, "Do you think I dare to inquire about the news that even a powerful mage like Essendel is going to die?"

Mo Fan's expression froze. "That makes sense."

"But according to some gossip, this matter is related to the Parthenon." Zhao Manyan whispered.

"Parthenon? The battle between the goddesses?" Mo Fan asked.

"It should be." Zhao Manyan said.

They are holding the World University Competition here, and the Parthenon is about to start the final stage of the Goddess Competition. Both events are attracting worldwide attention, and the latter is even more important.

At this time, Essendel suddenly died, or died of illness, which was most likely a struggle within the temple.

“Even a mage of that level would become a victim?” Mo Fan felt his scalp tingling.

A powerful dark wizard died inexplicably just because of an election?

"I really can't answer this question." Zhao Manyan said. It is said that the Forbidden Spell Master is above the rules of human society, but the Forbidden Spell Master is also a human being. They live in a human society and naturally have to participate in various political activities of humans.

The Forbidden Spell Master is powerful, but he must still abide by the rules of human society, because the makers of these rules are also Forbidden Spell Masters.

Civilization and order are the foundation for human beings to transform from weak prey to the world's dominant existence today.

Anyone who attempts to disrupt order will become everyone's common enemy.

Because he threatens everyone equally.

"By the way, where's Caesar? Why haven't I seen him recently?" Mo Fan asked.

A few days ago, he saw Jiang Shaoxu taking Caesar shopping.

"He's very busy right now, most likely he's gone back to the Parthenon," Zhao Manyan said.

"By the way, do you know who he is?"

"Who?" Mo Fan asked.

"Have you heard of the Son of the Parthenon?" Zhao Manyan asked.

"...You mean, he is the Son of the Parthenon?" Mo Fan asked strangely.

Zhao Manyan's eyes twitched slightly. "Sometimes I really doubt your brain."

Isn’t that obvious enough?!
A person who can make Parthenon almost go to war with the Mu family and even make their Golden Knights treat him with respect, and he is also a fucking man, can it be anyone else except the Son of God?
"Then he doesn't know healing magic either." Mo Fan said.

"Isn't it said that Parthenon possesses the most powerful healing magic?"

Zhao Manyan sighed, "Brother, the Son of God and the Daughter of God are two different things. You... forget it. Just search the Internet. There is a lot of information on this."

……

At the same time, in Athens, Parthenon.

As word of Essendel spread, Caesar returned to the temple.

"Yuri? Why did you come back suddenly?" Ander asked in surprise.

"If I don't come back, I'm afraid I'll never see you again." Caesar said.

Ander turned around silently and walked to the corner of the courtyard. Another step forward would lead to a bottomless abyss.

"I'm glad you're willing to come and see me one last time."

"But then, I hope you won't read on."

"Are you going down from here?" Caesar asked.

"That's it. I still have a bit of dignity left," said Ender.

The fight for the goddess is bloody. If you fail, you will die. Once it starts, you can't stop.

If she continued to live, what awaited her would be a long period of humiliation.

"Do you live only for power?" Caesar asked.

"Taking away my power is like taking away your freedom," said Ender.

"Don't you know what that feels like?"

"What if I want you to live for me?" Caesar asked.

Ander was stunned for a moment, turned around and smiled, "It's too late, I can't turn back."

"If you insist on stopping me, I will hate you forever."

Ender took one last look at Caesar, turned around, untied the veil around him, closed his eyes, and jumped down.

No abilities were cast, no magical protection.

"..."

Halfway up the mountain, Ander, who had not yet fallen to the ground, opened his eyes and looked at Caesar who caught him, his eyes gradually turning red.

"If you want to hate, then hate it," said Caesar.

"Why?" Ender choked.

"I don't want to lose again," Caesar said.

"Even the slightest bit."

(End of this chapter)