Full-Time Magister: Summoning Eight Demons at the Start

"I already told you not to use this stuff indiscriminately. I'm not even sure how many side effects it has. After your first experiment, you should have waited until I finished improving it before trying it again!"

"And what did you do?!"

"It was used again without a word!"

"Using it is one thing! But after you used it, you put on your light-attribute divine gear, switching between darkness and light all the time! How can you be considered to be in the right mind?!"

"grass!!!"

"..."

"Master, are you alright?" Liu Ru walked over.

"I'm still relatively lucid," Lü Cheng said.

Since resolving the vampire problem in Shanghai, Liu Ru and Liu Xian would come here to learn magic from Dao Long whenever they had free time. The environment here also had a good promoting effect on the cultivation of dark magic.

"What's wrong with him?" Lu Cheng asked.

“The black magic experiments have made no progress recently, and the research in Peru has also encountered some problems, plus…” Liu Ru pointed to the little demon dragon trapped in the independent space with a strange expression.

“He hasn’t been thinking straight lately; he was just attacked yesterday.”

Lu Cheng's eye twitched slightly.

His career is going badly, and his family is in turmoil. No wonder.

"Besides, these two days should be his rest time," Liu Ru whispered.

"..."

"Farewell."

……

Back in Parthenon, the ceremony of the consecration of the gods is about to begin.

After leaving Athens, we arrived at Mount Praise, which overlooks the Mediterranean Sea.

The Divine Seal Praise ceremony is held one after another, and it consumes a lot of energy. Today is the first day, and Lü Cheng is the first one.

On the altar of the mountain, the Temple Mother stood quietly under a tree that asked the heavens, the sunlight turning into golden cloth and falling on her.

The temple matriarch beckoned to Lü Cheng, then dismissed the female sage beside her and led Lü Cheng to the other side of the altar of praise.

"You're back." The madam wore the same smile as always.

"How much do you... actually know?" Lu Cheng asked.

Twenty years ago, Pamishi was not yet the Lady of Parthenon, but merely a sage. However, at that time, Pamishi, like Ye Chang, was enveloped in the holy light of the great sage Wen Tai.

He even felt that Pamishi becoming the White Pope of the Black Vatican was Wen Tai's doing. Whether it was the Black Vatican, Yi Zhisha, Ye Chang, or even Ye Xinxia and Mo Fan, everyone was a stepping stone for Wen Tai.

“And you?” Pamis asked in return.

"How much do you know? I feel like you know everything, you've known it since you were a child, and you even foresaw that incident."

“I know a lot, and I’ve tried to change things, but the result hasn’t changed at all,” Lü Cheng said.

“Whether it’s you, Ye Chang, Wen Tai, or even Yi Zhi Sha, I’ve tried them all, but the result is obvious: none of you listened to me.”

He stayed in Parthenon not for fun, but because Ye Chang treated him very well. So he wanted to try something different back then, whether it was Wen Tai or Yi Zhi Sha, he had already tried.

But he couldn't shake Wen Tai's determination. That guy was determined to use the Dark Judgment to enter the Dark Dimension, and then use people's faith in him and mourning, as well as the countless dark faith powers created by Ye Chang in her madness, to ascend to the position of Dark King.

Yi Zhisha was the same. He had reminded that woman more than once that Wen Tai wasn't as stupid as she thought. When she felt that her plan was going smoothly, she should have known that something was wrong!

He did a lot, but it was all in vain.

After Wen Tai's affair started to escalate, he gave up, knowing that he couldn't change anything.

But he really didn't expect that his own father, who was so arrogant, would actually go and challenge the Dark Judgment!

He had already prepared for his mother to hide Ye Chang and Ye Xinxia, ​​but what a joke!

He can't even protect himself!

“There are some things you should know that cannot be changed,” Pamis said.

"Even without the Black Church, those things wouldn't disappear. Just like the world today, countless people hiding in the shadows complain about the Holy City's rule, but what they want isn't light. They just want to stand on top and trample others under their feet."

"Without the Holy City, so-called corruption will not disappear; without the Black Vatican, human evil will not disappear. That thing cannot be eliminated; it is innate. The existence of the Black Vatican is merely to provide a safe haven for these madmen."

"Then where will I find refuge?" Lü Cheng asked.

"..."

“I’m so sorry,” Pamis said, bowing her head.

"What happened back then was beyond my control."

"And now?" Lü Cheng asked.

"Was Xinxia's situation your wish, or Wentai's arrangement?"

Pamis was taken aback. "Why would you think that?"

“Because of Wen Tai, my life became a mess. Even now that he’s dead, my life is still filled with his shadow and his arrangements. Do you know how disgusting that feels?” Lu Cheng said.

“Wen Tai’s shadow is like a leech, sticking to me. Even though he’s dead, these things still exist.”

“But he didn’t mean you any harm,” Pamis said.

He also said that you are the same as him.

"The same? How are they the same?" Lu Cheng was so angry that he laughed.

"How am I any different from that guy who abandoned his wife and daughter? I may not be a good person, but I'm not as disgusting as him!"

"Really?" Pamishi reached out and cupped Lü Cheng's face in her hands, their eyes meeting.

Can you truly say you have a clear conscience?

"..."

"You feel guilty."

Seeing the wavering in Lü Cheng's eyes, Pamishi smiled and released him.

"You are still a child, a child inside and out. You haven't grown up yet."

"How much do you actually know?" Lu Cheng asked.

Pamishi shook her head. "I don't know much, and it's not as scary as you imagine. The same goes for Wen Tai. He can't plan every step of the way; he just takes it one step at a time."

"Then what do you mean by saying I'm the same as him?" Lu Cheng asked.

"And when did he say that to you?"

“When you first hinted at it to me,” Pamis said.

Lu Cheng guessed correctly; Wen Tai did know that the Black Vatican originated in Parthenon, but he didn't take it to heart. This was something that couldn't be eliminated. Rather than letting human evil have nowhere to go and develop into new hidden dangers in unknown places, it was better to leave this hidden danger in front of us. At least, this evil was still controllable.

“As for you being the same as him,” Pamis paused, looking into Lü Cheng’s eyes.

“You have the same light within you, and the same deep darkness.”

"You all love this world, and you're equally capable of doing anything for it!"

"Even if it costs me everything!"

"..."

Chapter 237. Star River Mountain Path

237.

……

"Still no news of Lü Cheng?"

At the foot of Mount Parthenon, Pang Lai and his companions waited anxiously.

Lu Cheng disappeared two months ago after the Divine Seal Praise Ceremony. No one knows where he went, and even the special dark magic tool that used to be able to contact Lu Cheng directly is no longer working.

"Didn't find it." Mu Ningxue shook her head.

“There’s no trace of him in the country either,” Pang Lai said.

Shao Zheng has already mobilized the domestic magic association and even contacted the military, but still hasn't found any trace of Lü Cheng.

"Could he have been placed under house arrest by Parthenon?" Mo Fan wondered.

“No, they don’t have that ability,” Pang Lai said.

Lu Cheng might not be a match for these people in a direct confrontation, but when it comes to running away, even a forbidden spell mage couldn't stop him.

Moreover, the unknown emperor beside him, Parthenon, who was not in power with a goddess, was no match for him.

"Where is Su Meng?" Pang Lai asked.

“Not here,” Mu Ningxue said.

“They disappeared after the day of the Divine Seal Praise.”