Versatile Mage: One innate talent for each system

Chapter 158 Executioner Pei Li, Cold Lord in Red!

That night.

In the stillness of the night, all things are silent.

The mage on duty at the Temple of Liberty was somewhat drowsy.

Suddenly a figure darted out from the Temple of Liberty.

Then, sirens blared through the night!
The guarding mage immediately snapped to attention and shouted, "Thief! A thief has broken into the temple!!"

A large number of temple mages rushed to the scene after receiving the news, only to find that they had not seen a single thief.

However, they knew that something was missing from the temple—

Dimensional triangle mirror!
Chaos erupted at the Temple of Liberty, and the Temple Master, Dembele, was furious. He dispatched almost all of the Temple's mages to hunt down the thieves within the United States and issued an international arrest warrant.

However, they didn't even know who the thief was, and their pursuit was fruitless.

In short, the Temple of Liberty has fallen into chaos.

……

The day after the dimensional triangle mirror was stolen.

One of the instigators was leisurely sweeping up trash on a street near Liberty Island.

Pei Li's gaze remained calm, showing no concern for the perilous situation they were in.

All he needs to do now is create some chaos to confuse the public and attract the attention of the Temple of Liberty.

At that time, his accomplices will naturally deliver the dimensional triangle mirror to Lord Salang.

Lord Salan gave me hope, and this will be my most loyal gratitude to Lord Salan!
Thinking of this, Pei Li's eyes finally lost their composure.

He had no idea that he was being used as a pawn by Leng Jue.

Once the Dimensional Triangle Mirror is delivered, Leng Jue will snatch it away midway.

Only two people know about this.

One is Leng Jue himself.

One of them is Jiang Yuan, who is taking a walk in the park at this moment.

"Hey, there's trash here, come sweep it up!" Jiang Yuan casually tossed a water bottle aside and shouted to Pei Li, who was playing the role of a sanitation worker.

Pei Li paused in his actions, then silently walked over and swept the water bottle away.

"Clap."

Jiang Yuan tossed another water bottle in front of him; it was half full and still sloshing around.

Pei Li raised his head, revealing his pointed chin, and silently looked at Jiang Yuan.

"What are you looking at? This bottle fell on the ground. I don't want it anymore, you can sweep it up," Jiang Yuan said.

"There's a trash can right next to you, why don't you throw it in the trash can?" Pei Li asked, pointing to the trash can that was only a step or two away from Jiang Yuan.

"Sorry, I didn't see a trash can." Jiang Yuan said with a smile, then threw down a wad of paper that he had pulled out from somewhere in front of Pei Li.

"You!" Pei Li's sharp gaze pierced through, and the veins on his temples bulged faintly.

However, just a few seconds later, Pei Li lowered his head.

He also wants to create opportunities for sending out the dimensional triangle mirror.

Killing someone in the street now would be a losing proposition.

Pei Li swept up the trash, not wanting Jiang Yuan to throw any more in, and was about to leave the place. He was genuinely afraid he might lose control and lash out.

Unfortunately, Jiang Yuan did not intend to give him the chance to leave.

The invisible mind control sealed off the surrounding area.

Sensing the powerful spatial force, Pei Li turned around in horror.

"Who are you?!"

His first suspicion was that a temple mage had come looking for him, but the remnant temple mage mark on the back of his hand told him that Jiang Yuan was not a temple mage. Pei Li had once been a member of the temple mage ranks, and the mark on the back of his hand allowed him to sense the location of temple mages in the vicinity.

Even though he is no longer a temple mage and the mark has been marked with a banishment symbol, it is still usable.

"I know you're a member of the Black Church, a Blue-Robed Deacon, and the Executioner. You were also a former Temple Mage. Right, Pei Li?" Jiang Yuan said calmly, revealing Pei Li's most deeply hidden identity.

Pei Li became increasingly alarmed as he listened, and his expression could no longer maintain its previous calm.

Why was my identity completely exposed?

Did the Black Vatican get wiped out by the Magic Association?
That shouldn't be happening!

Pei Li remained silent, but his movements continued.

The mental power was activated, directly attacking Jiang Yuan's brain, with the intention of controlling Jiang Yuan.

pity.

Using mental power in front of Jiang Yuan would be like showing off one's limited skills before an expert.

Jiang Yuan nodded slightly, and his mental barrier kept Pei Li's mental power out of his mind. Then, it even attacked Pei Li's brain.

After only a brief exchange, Pei Li's eyes became lifeless, and he became Jiang Yuan's puppet.

Having achieved his goal, Jiang Yuan removed the surrounding spatial restrictions, allowing Pei Li to continue sweeping the streets.

Jiang Yuan himself sat down on a bench several dozen meters away and closed his eyes to rest.

Not long after, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy with purple eyes strolled leisurely out from the other end of the park.

"Haha, you've stirred up a storm in New York, and now you're leisurely sweeping the streets here. The Temple of Liberty is right next door, I have to admire your audacity!" the purple-eyed boy laughed.

"The more dangerous it is, the safer it is, isn't it?" Pei Li looked up and returned a smile.

The purple-eyed youth looked into his eyes, and alarm bells immediately went off in his mind. He said coldly, "You're not Pei Li, so who are you?"

The fact that Leng Jue could detect something was wrong just by looking at his eyes shows that he's quite capable to have become a cardinal.

"I have a question."

Pei Li asked, "You're only fifteen or sixteen years old, how did you become a cardinal? Someone told me that you were rejected by the Pope, which is why you chose to join the Black Vatican, is that true?"

This rumor is indeed true.

Jiang Yuan wouldn't believe that someone who took over Leng Jue's title at the age of fifteen or sixteen and became a cardinal and God-listener of the Black Vatican wouldn't have such a special story behind it.

However, if the Pope rejects it, then that's just wishful thinking.

The Pope is a woman, how can she offend Leng Jue?
But it's still quite effective at stimulating cold drinks.

The aura emanating from Leng Jue became dangerous the moment he uttered those words, completely unlike the sunny young man he had been before.

"Who could you be? Some old geezer from the Forbidden Spell Society? Or Salang, or Jiuying? No, no, none of those are right." Leng Jue guessed for a long time, but still couldn't figure out who was controlling Pei Li from behind.

"Stop guessing, your grandfather is here."

Jiang Yuan stood up from the bench, and Leng Jue was shocked to discover that there were other people nearby!
Leng Jue was speechless. He immediately sensed the power in Jiang Yuan's body, but what he felt was a vast ocean in front of him, extremely deep!

This stirred up a storm in his heart.

Apart from forbidden spells, no other mage has ever given him this feeling!

But the person in front of me is at most in his twenties, how could he possess such profound cultivation as forbidden spells?!
Ridiculous, so ridiculous!
"Alright, I'm not talking to you anymore. I won't get anything out of you anyway, I might as well just extract it from your soul."

Jiang Yuan didn't intend to waste any more time arguing with Leng Jue.

He planned to extract the soul of the mastermind who would bring the pyramids to China in the future, and learn from the soul the list of the Black Vatican that Leng Jue possessed.

Then, by feeding all those Black Vatican members to the twisted demons, we can leave the United States.

The twisted ghost is unable to break through to the monarch level due to the limitations of high-level undead, otherwise it would have advanced long ago.

Pity.

Jiang Yuan sighed, and his aura suddenly changed, like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, pointing straight at Leng Jue's heart!
(End of this chapter)