Full-Time Magister: Starting with Two Divine Eyes, Dominating Eternity

Chapter 148 The Creator of Black Magic, the Sixteen-Winged Seraphim Michael Descends!

"Is this the end?"

Mu Nujiao looked at the devastated Parthenon, with smoke billowing from the sacred mountain to its foot. It was a scene of gods fighting, causing suffering to mortals.

"Probably."

Asha's Ruya wasn't quite sure either.

It was clearly a two-against-four situation, but that demon single-handedly defeated two of them. Two emperors couldn't even beat one of the enemy's men.

As you can see, the Light Dragon, who was being humiliated by the Black Dragon Emperor, kept roaring on the field, and its aura was rapidly weakening, and it was about to fall to the monarch level at any time.

The two emperors who had just fought against the number one demon are now buried in the ground, silent.

"Wait a minute, didn't you guys say the angels of the Holy City were incredibly powerful? They made a huge show of force before, even notifying Brother Xiao globally. How come they're all dead now?"

This turn of events completely baffled Mo Fan.

When Remiel appeared just now, he was incredibly pretentious, with seven pairs of glittering golden chicken wings, and casually set up a domain that made everyone present gasp for breath.

At the time, Mo Fan thought that Brother Xiao really believed he was going to be buried on Mount Parthenon.

I never imagined it would end up like this.

Without seeing Brother Xiao, the people of Holy City were almost completely wiped out, with no hope of turning the tide, let alone turning the tide.

Now, it's questionable whether that guy named Remiel can escape from here.

"Could it be that the opponent is too strong?" Old Bao kept his eyes narrowed from then on. As a former priest, he naturally knew just how strong the angels of the Holy City were!

Let alone facing emperors, even against those forbidden spellcasters with single or dual spells, whether twelve-winged or fourteen-winged, they can be suppressed with a flick of the wrist!

Otherwise, how could the Holy City become the leader of this world?

How do I command the people in the Court of Judgment and the Court of Heinous Tribunal to do their jobs?

If the Holy City's strength were even slightly weaker, the situation in this world would change in ways that no one could predict!

All I can say is that this time, Remiel has encountered an opponent who is far too strong.

Moreover, the opponent's attacks were extremely unpredictable.

On the other side...

In the ruins of Mount Parthenon.

"Cough cough. What a terrifying fellow." The eerie emperor looked at the completely destroyed Emperor's Banner in his hand and couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

At the same time, I am also very fortunate.

Fortunately, he was clever enough to have a backup plan, absorbing so many of the Mu clan's souls to shield him from the fatal blow; otherwise, his fate would probably have been the same as Remiel's.

Thinking of this, the eerie emperor flashed to the area where Remiel had been blasted away.

At this moment, Remiel's condition can only be described as appalling; the seven pairs of wings on his back had been reduced to a single wing in order to shield Remiel from the fatal blow.

Even so, he still couldn't escape death. If it weren't for the angelic spirit protecting his heart in time, this thing would have been dead long ago.

"Where am I? Am I already dead?"

Remiel opened his eyes groggily, looking at the ruins around him and the demon-like figure in the sky.

Upon seeing the number one demon, he was immediately terrified and forced himself to go on high alert despite the excruciating pain.

"So badly beaten you can't tell east from west?" the eerie emperor sneered.

Seeing the utter dejection on Remiel's face, his previous spirited demeanor was nowhere to be seen.

Remiel also felt embarrassed, "That demon is too strong, I can't beat him."

They couldn't win, they were completely outmatched. Even in a two-on-one fight, they were getting completely overwhelmed. They finally managed to leave the Holy City to tour the mortal world, but their very first attempt ended in disaster.

This guy probably needs the Archangel to have a chance of winning.

"Enough nonsense, where is Michael? Where is he?" The eerie emperor grew anxious as he watched the First Demon's attack about to descend.

If this continues, they will die here before they even see Xiao Ying in person.

With the next wave of attacks, the Mysterious Emperor was certain that Remiel was dead! Dead beyond any doubt!

"The Archangel..."

Before Remiel could finish speaking, the attack from Demon Number One had already landed!

"boom!!!"

The blood spears fell like a torrential downpour, as if a catastrophe had struck, turning the sky blood red and raining down blood.

"it's over?"

Looking at this horrifying scene, Jiang Shaoxu couldn't help but ask.

"It's definitely over. Look at what happened to that archangel from the Holy City. Who else could save him?" Jiang Yu said with certainty.

As the blood spears rained down, the aftershocks alone would have instantly turned those monarch-level creatures into their very essences upon contact.

"He survived," Old Man Bao said.

"They survived??"

Everyone was incredulous and turned to look at the distant battlefield.

All that could be seen was a blond-haired, blond-bearded man who had appeared at some point in the ruins of the sacred mountain and slowly stood at one end.

His gaze pierced through the layers of blood rain, locking onto the number one demon hiding in the blood mist.

"Archangel, you have finally come." Archangel Remiel, enduring excruciating pain, stood behind Michael.

"If you don't come now, you'll die here." Archangel Michael said calmly, but a burning light flashed in his emerald green eyes.

Imperial level.

Moreover, this demon's strength is not much different from his own, except for the Sahara, Bermuda, Kunlun, Amazon, and pyramids.

The demon emperor before us is probably already standing at the end of this world.

"Archangel, that guy is very powerful. Even with the combined strength of the Mysterious Emperor and me, we couldn't gain any advantage." Archangel Remiel immediately began to report the situation.

"When did such a powerful emperor descend upon the mortal realm?" Michael looked at the number one demon in the sky.

"Why is the Dark King interfering in human affairs?"

"The Dark King??"

Michael's voice was so loud that even Mo Fan and the others, who were dozens of kilometers away, could hear it clearly.

"What is this Dark King? It sounds like another big shot." Mo Fan scratched his head and asked in confusion.

"The Dark Lord, the emperor of the Dark Dimension. All the dark magic we use originates from the Dark Dimension, from the Dark Lord. Tell me, how powerful is the Dark Lord?"

Asha'ruya said.

"Me, rough?!?"

Mo Fan was startled.

"Such a powerful background?! If an ordinary mage went to the Dark Dimension, wouldn't they be doomed??"

"The Dark Dimension isn't a place you can just go to whenever you want. Even forbidden spellcasters who go in almost never come back!" Asha's words echoed.

"So, is that emperor in the heavens from the dark dimension?"

"Also, what is Xiao Ying's relationship with the Dark Dimension?"

P.S.: Chapter One is here!

(End of this chapter)