Full-Time Magister: Summoning Eight Demons at the Start

A flash of intense light disappeared in an instant, and then, in the Dragon Fang Magic Arena, everything within a spherical space 500 meters in radius centered on Lü Cheng vanished—both the rocks and the water.

The Spanish players were all seriously injured and unconscious, lying on the ground with their eyes rolled back.

"Aren't you going to send them for treatment?" Lu Cheng said to the group of assistant referees who were standing there dumbfounded at the edge of the field.

"Hurry up and save people!"

A group of assistant referees rushed into the deep pit on the field and carried away all the unconscious Spanish players.

The referee finally came to his senses and announced the result of the match with some disbelief.

Lu Cheng didn't stay standing there any longer. He instantly teleported away from where he stood and returned to the rest area.

"What's wrong? You're not happy even though you're making money?" Lu Cheng asked, puzzled.

"..."

No one answered; everyone looked at Lü Cheng as if he were a magical creature.

They thought the match would end quickly and that Lü Cheng would win easily, but no one expected that this guy would use such outrageous methods!

It wiped out half of the Dragon Fang Magic Arena!

It was so close! The audience seats were about to disappear!!

"You... can control the power now?" Pang Lai asked in surprise.

Su Meng also knows similar moves; he witnessed them firsthand back then.

However, Su Meng's technique is a spatial secret method from the Holy City, primarily used for capture and control.

The move that Lü Cheng used before was just like a match-3 puzzle game!

Pure destructive power!

"Why not just set up the rules for the Chaos System?" Lu Cheng said.

The Abyss of Sha is a hybrid creation of chaos, space, earth element, and necromancy. The spatial changes within the Abyss of Sha are also controlled by the laws of chaos.

After digesting some of the knowledge of Chaos Forbidden Spells and Space Forbidden Spells, he also learned some of the Holy City's spatial secret techniques from his mother, and improved his move.

Within the space affected by the Dragon Emperor's other-dimensional influence, whether it's injury, killing, or repulsion, all become rules that can be set.

Pang Lai's eye twitched violently. "Don't say such rude things, okay?"

Isn't that enough?

Do you know how difficult it is to create a chaotic system?

There are very few people in the world who can truly understand this thing!

“But my mom also said these things are very simple,” Lü Cheng said.

“Your mother…” Pang Lai’s expression froze.

Who can compare to your mom?!

Mu Ningxue and the others also looked a little off.

When they first met, they all thought Su Meng was easy to fool, a complete naive and innocent girl. But after spending more time with her, they realized that it wasn't Su Meng who was naive, it was them!

When it comes to matters of magic, Su Meng always shows the same expression as Lü Cheng.

Puzzling! Perplexed!

why?

Why can't they understand such a simple question?

But they also really wanted to know, how were they supposed to understand something so difficult?!

……

"How could this be..."

In the Spanish stands, Prince Bambo was completely stunned.

Is this the end?

The referee has only just announced the start!

“Cheating!! He must have cheated!!” Prince Banbo suddenly shouted, overturning the fruit plate in front of him.

"How could a high-level mage possibly do this? He must have used some forbidden substance! Yes! Examine his body! He must have used forbidden magic!"

Conti, standing to the side, frowned slightly. "This is a public place. Prince Banpo should watch his words and not embarrass the royal family."

“This competition is being watched by holy-level mages and even forbidden spell mages from various countries. Whether it is a forbidden spell or not, they will make their own judgment. As a prince, you should not rashly bring up topics that may cause controversy.”

Although this won't affect Lü Cheng much, if it offends the Holy City, he'll have a hard time dealing with it.

After all, the Holy City has remained silent for so long, and considering what Asha's words said, Lü Cheng has most likely already been targeted by the archangel who has not yet returned.

If a real disturbance occurs, the archangel lurking in the shadows could very well elevate this year's academic competition to a level that is not its own.

Welcoming back the "Child of God" is far more important than eliminating the great sage of Parthenon.

Because this "divine child" controls the power!

The power that the fanatical believers in the Holy City crave most!

Archangels are all crazy!

Far more insane than the Arbiter!

People only know that the cardinals of the Black Vatican are a bunch of lunatics, but they don't know that the cardinals are merely clumsy imitations of those archangels!

If we're talking about madness, the archangels who sit silently in the holy city, and those archangels who are hiding in the shadows and walking among the earth and have not yet returned, are even more insane!

They were simply waiting, searching for the opportune moment they deemed appropriate, a moment when evil could be eradicated!

And once they find that opportunity, they will do anything to seize it!

Just like Remiel back then, even though he knew that Ventai had the Black Dragon Emperor as his guardian dragon, he still wanted to kill that guy!

If those archangels were so reckless when they had no certainty, now, a golden opportunity, an opportunity they had been waiting for for thousands of years, had presented itself.

The light of God has returned to the world!

“Prince, we’ve lost our money,” Prince Banbo’s servant whispered.

"Three hundred million."

"..."

"Three hundred million?" The finance manager standing to the side suddenly widened his eyes.

"When did you lose another two hundred million?"

The royal treasurer only learned after the competition started that Banbo had spent 100 million on a bet out of spite, but what about the subsequent 200 million?!

"Just now, the prince saw that there was only one person on the other side, and he thought that they must think they would lose in the end, so they might as well use the competition to make some money for themselves, so..." The attendant next to him lowered his head weakly.

Who would have thought that the game would end right after the bets were placed!

In less than half a minute, 300 million was spent!

I saw a flash of light!

This is probably the most expensive flash mob show in the world!

"Your Highness, it seems I need to discuss your future financial arrangements with your parents," the chief financial officer said, clearly displeased.

The monarchy's retention of power is merely symbolic. Spain does have a large volume of maritime trade, but that money doesn't belong to the royal family alone!

Three hundred million yuan was lost just because of a moment of anger!

"Shut up! All of you shut up! Aren't you annoying me?!" Prince Banbo was somewhat embarrassed and angry.

"It's all your fault! How did you teach them! How could these students be so easily defeated!"

"He couldn't even withstand a single move..."

Where are you going?!

The mentors present all stood up, no longer wanting to pay attention to this spoiled prince.

That terrifying move would have the same result no matter how many students went up there, let alone the students on the field.

“This match will go down in history,” Conti said inexplicably.

"Is this the fastest match ever to end?" the mentor said with a helpless smile.

From the moment the referee announced the start of the match to the moment it ended, less than ten seconds had passed.

Their teammates were instantly eliminated before they even realized what was happening.

Such terrifying destructive power—half of the arena was wiped out. Should we say that person was confident in their control, or...?

“It’s not just the fastest, it’s also the highest-level event,” Conti said.

"Losing to him is perhaps the most boast-worthy thing these players will ever do in their lives."

"Ok?"

Several mentors cast questioning glances at Conti.

A loss is a loss. Is there any failure worth bragging about?