Full-Time Magister: What kind of demonic tree is this? It's clearly a sacred tree!

Chapter 84 The Void-Slaying Instructor

Strangely, there was no one on the Blood Throne, only a robe. This robe was clearly an ancient artifact, yet it still reflected a cold light, and one could even see Zhang Chen and Mo Fan reflected on the armor.

"Damn it! Don't go over there! The evil aura is overwhelming! Such a strong evil aura!" Zhang Chen pulled Mo Fan back a step. "Is this ancient king dead? He only left behind a robe! What does this mean? How are we going to stop the army of the undead and the Abyss of Evil?" Mo Fan looked at the robe from a distance and said, "Let me try to purify it first!" As he spoke, a pure white light fell on the robe. The robe immediately let out a fierce howl and frantically shook, desperately trying to shake off the purifying light. But it seemed that it could only stay on the Blood Throne. What Zhang Chen and Mo Fan saw was a comical scene of a robe frantically rubbing against the Blood Throne.

"Hahahaha!" Mo Fan couldn't help but laugh out loud. Seeing that it seemed to be very useful, Zhang Chen unleashed more than a dozen purifying beams in succession, and his howl echoed throughout the entire tomb.

"Wow! Is the last bit so hard to purify?" Zhang Chen had cast purification beams at least a hundred times, but only that last bit of evil energy remained attached to his armor.

"Ahem! What are you two doing?" Zhan Kong asked when he arrived at the scene and saw Zhang Chen frantically throwing white light onto his armor.

"What the hell! Instructor Zhan Kong, are you a human, a ghost, or an illusion?!" Mo Fan turned around and saw Zhan Kong suddenly appear there. "Nonsense! I've been standing here watching you guys for ages!" Zhan Kong said irritably. "I saw this armor was covered in evil energy, so I thought I'd purify it! Instructor Zhan Kong, what are you doing here?" Zhang Chen said. Instructor Zhan Kong's heart sank: "You didn't damage it, did you?!"

Zhan Kong strode to the Blood Throne, picked up the armor and put it on. Instantly, a black dot disappeared into Zhan Kong's brow as if fleeing. His face visibly turned pale, and finally turned deathly white.

He slowly opened his eyes, which were full of joy, and looked at Zhang Chen, saying, "You've really been a great help!"

Zhang Chen and Mo Fan looked puzzled: "What's going on, Instructor Zhan Kong?"

"Hahaha! No rush! Let me resolve the crisis in the ancient capital first!" Zhan Kong laughed. "Ancient—Ancient—Ancient King!!" The masked man trembled violently upon seeing the suddenly appearing armored figure, his eyes becoming utterly empty!

Han Ji was stunned!

Judging from the ancient scrolls, the ancient king was wearing a dark, sinister armor robe when he ascended to heaven. The clothing of the person before us matches perfectly with the historical scrolls passed down through the ages. Moreover, no matter how arrogant this person looks down upon all things and how he looks down upon all living beings, he truly has no trace of human life on him!

"He's awake—" Zhu Meng said, somewhat disoriented.

He awoke, and it was all over. All the living would become the dead, and this city, which had been passed down for thousands of years, would become a paradise for the dead, a place of nightly revelry!

Suddenly, the armored man raised his hand and waved it lightly before turning and walking into a chaotic void.

Suddenly, another army of rotting corpses fell from the Abyss of Evil from the North City. The vast sea of ​​corpses seeped into the city's ruins in just a few minutes. Judging from the unusual fluctuations in the earth, they were following him.

Gradually, a ghost king from the south finally appeared in the eyes of the world!

The ghost king seemed unsatisfied, arrogantly spreading its enormous, bat-like wings and flying over the golden barrier of the inner city in a panic, heading north as well.

Following closely behind this ghost king was a massive army of evil spirits, like swirling dark clouds. As they flew over the golden barrier, the entire inner city was plunged into darkness once more, so dark that one could not see their own hand in front of their face.

Fortunately, not long after, these clouds composed of countless evil spirits flew to the north, returning slivers of humble sunlight to the city, and leaving behind a scene of people who had fainted from fright within the safety barrier.

"Snap!"

Finally, the terrifying army of skeletons receded like a receding tide.

The surviving rulers of the eight directions all led their respective undead tribes away, none daring to linger, none daring to touch the inner city again.

The black ocean gradually disappeared to the north, and the city's mess was completely exposed to the gradually brightening sunlight: collapsed buildings, broken streets, ruined bridges, and a completely unrecognizable urban area.

"We survived—we survived!"

"They're gone, all gone. There aren't any more spirits, not a single one!"

Suddenly, the citizens in the inner city who had not yet evacuated erupted in cheers. "Did they succeed?" Zhu Meng murmured. In a tall building in the inner city, a beautiful mature woman crushed the red wine glass in her hand that was about to celebrate the grand occasion.

"It worked! How is this possible?!"

Bored inside the tomb, Zhang Chen and Mo Fan were already thinking about how to take down the Blood Throne and bring it home.

Suddenly, Zhan Kong appeared, looking at the two people fiddling with the Blood Throne, and said with a dark face, "What are you two trying to do!"

"It's nothing! It's nothing! By the way, Instructor Zhan Kong, what are you doing here! And how did you become an undead!" Zhang Chen hurriedly changed the subject. Zhan Kong sighed, looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, and slowly said, "After I killed the Winged Wolf who caused the disaster in Bo City, I began to search for the mastermind, Salang—later I discovered that there were signs indicating that Salang was in the ancient capital, leading the Black Church to prepare to spread the disaster to the ancient capital—"

"I discovered that the Kun Well water in Weiju Village is similar to the Earthly Holy Spring, and I realized that the Black Vatican is stealing the Kun Well water, which seems to be about to cause a disaster concerning the Ancient King! — I discovered that there is a Black Vatican among the high-ranking officials of the Ancient Capital, and it is very likely that it is Salang — I have also gradually discovered some information about the Ancient King in Weiju Village, and handed it over to people I trust."

"I didn't show myself; instead, I temporarily left the ancient capital to search for information about the imperial capital and my family—when I returned, I saw that Sha Yuan had already arrived at the outer city. Without hesitation, I came in, and then I saw you all!"

"As for why I became an undead, it's because I put on the armor and became a new generation of ancient king! I also have to thank Zhang Chen for purifying almost all the evil thoughts in the armor, otherwise I don't know how I could have withstood the backlash of the armor."

Mo Fan nodded with a smile and said, "That Instructor Zhan Kong is now an Ancient King, so he must have a lot of good things. Did the Ancient King leave behind a treasure trove?"

Zhang Chen chimed in, "That's right! Instructor Zhan Kong, we've really lost out this time. Let us go into the treasure vault and take a look. We won't take too much; let's each take 10 items!"

Standing at the edge of the altar, Zhan Kong stumbled and nearly fell, shouting, "What did you say! Ten items each! Why don't you two just empty the entire treasure vault!"

"Fine then! Instructor Zhan Kong, you're too generous!" Mo Fan said shamelessly. "Get lost! Each person chooses three items! After you've chosen, get as far away from me as possible!" Zhan Kong roared.