Versatile Mage: I Awakened Nine Stars

Chapter 347 The bigger the storm, the more expensive the fish.
Xu Shen's chance to have dinner with Pan Nijia ended unpleasantly because of his "stubbornness".

After a quick dinner, the members of the Guofu team could no longer hold back their excitement after a busy week.

Today, various production and business activities in Melbourne have gradually resumed, and the lively Jiang Fox took his friends to a nightclub.

Bai Tingting pestered Xu Shen to come to the beach.

Melbourne in early May is cool and pleasant with neither too hot nor too cold weather.

The beach after the tsunami was filled with laughter, hiding the pain.

The setting sun shines on the sea, creating sparkling spots of light along with the waves, it is breathtakingly beautiful.

Tingting was obsessed with the beautiful sunset. She wrapped her arms around Xu Shen's neck and stayed on his back, refusing to get off until the last ray of sunset sank into the sea.

"Okay, it's time to go back."

"Ah."

Bai Tingting hummed lazily and moved her butt happily on Xu Shen's palm.

Xu Shen was about to turn around and go back, but after taking a few steps he suddenly stopped.

There was a hint of golden light in his eyes as he stared at the dim lights of the city not far away.

"what happened?"

Being so close, Bai Tingting could naturally sense the magical fluctuations from Xu Shen.

"A very strong dark aura is approaching us at a rapid speed."

Bai Tingting realized the seriousness of the problem and quickly jumped down, wrapping her beautiful curves with a set of armor.

Huo Ling's aesthetic taste has always been on point.

This set of armor still follows her usual design concept. The Teng Snake skin is refined from real dragon scales. The elegant Warring States robe with a gold background and blue patterns is not only not cumbersome, but also makes her look like a heroic empress who is about to go to war.

The mysterious magic circle under Xu Shen's feet gradually became clearer, and the incandescent light was particularly eye-catching on the dim seashore.

After a while, six giant statues appeared behind him.

These giants all have three heads and six arms, with bows drawn and arrows pointed directly at the dark aura that is rapidly approaching the city.

In the dim light, Xu Shen felt that the dark aura paused and hesitated for a moment, then turned a corner and left.

Xu Shen did not dare to be careless and did not dispel his magic until the dark aura gradually faded away.

"What on earth happened?"

Bai Tingting rarely saw Xu Shen looking like he was facing a formidable enemy.

"I'm not sure, but it gives me the same feeling as the Totem Black Snake."

“Could it be a siren that came ashore with the tsunami?”

Xu Shen shook his head and said, "He should be a powerful shadow mage."

Bai Tingting was shocked.

The difficulty of practicing black magic is not low. A shadow magician who can be comparable to the Supreme Monarch must be at least a super-level wizard, and it is possible that he is even a semi-forbidden spell level warrior.

How could such a person appear in Austria?
As the two were secretly guessing, a team of mages with flapping angel wings flew over.

The familiar uniform of the leader made Xu Shen's pupils shrink slightly.

How could the Holy Shadow appear here!
"Did you release the giant of light just now?"

The Holy Shadow had sharp eyes and stared at Xu Shen intently.

"It's me," Xu Shen said, "I sensed a powerful dark force, and I released magic just to be prepared."

"Can you still sense his location now?"

“No longer.”

"This token is for you. If you can still sense his presence tonight, use it to contact me. If there is no news after tonight, just hand it over to the nearest magic association."

This team of Holy Shadows did not stay long. They threw down a token and quickly disappeared into the night sky, as if they had no concern that Xu Shen would reject their request.

"What a domineering holy city."

Xu Shen weighed the token engraved with an angel and put it in his pocket.

When the two returned to the Empire State Building, it was in chaos.

Xu Shen grabbed a passing guard and found out what had happened.

The somewhat naive and idealistic saint candidate Panettia was assassinated!

Fortunately, she is still alive, but in a very bad condition.

In other words, the healing power of the Parthenon is unmatched in the world.

Otherwise, given the strength of that mysterious shadow mage, it would be a miracle that she didn't go to see Athena.

The golden knight Poseidon who followed her had a face as black as the bottom of a pot, and stood at the door refusing anyone to visit him.

"Let them in."

Paniga's voice was weak, but it still reached Poseidon's ears clearly.

Poseidon hesitated for a moment, then stepped aside to welcome Xu Shen and Bai Tingting in.

"Sorry to make you laugh." Panettiere lay on the bed, forcing a slight smile on her pale face.

Dark red blood kept flowing from her nose, and the nurse beside her was busy wiping it. Her whole body exuded a kind of broken beauty that was heartbreaking.

Upon seeing this, Tingting quickly released stars to draw the Aquarius constellation.

This is a high-level healing magic. Even damaged internal organs can be fully restored in a short period of time.

But Paniga stopped her: "No need, Tingting, the person who hurt me is much stronger than us, high-level magic is useless."

Tingting felt a little apologetic: "I'm sorry, I can't help much."

"I am very grateful for your kindness."

"With the means of your Parthenon, you can even resurrect the dead, so yours shouldn't be a big deal."

Xu Shen stood nearby and finally interjected a word of comfort.

Paniga sighed, "The soul of the Parthenon was lost outside, and the temple no longer has the magic to revive it."

Xu Shen was a little stunned.

The Parthenon Spirit is lost?
Are you kidding me?
The nature of this matter is not as simple as the emperor losing the imperial seal.

Putting aside the soul, in terms of strength, the Parthenon may not even be as strong as the Asian Magic Association.

Without the magic of resurrection, who would still flatter the Parthenon?

Won’t those old ladies be killed by the Holy City?
"I know you don't believe it," Pannejia said after taking a few breaths, "but this is true. Although my teacher Yizhisha was the previous goddess, it was her brother Wentai who inherited the soul. He lost the soul. For this crime alone, no matter how many lives he has, it will not be enough to atone for it."

"No, can I pretend I didn't hear this?"

"Don't be afraid, this is no longer a secret." Panneja's pale lips curled up into a smile. "The Holy City knows it, and the Magic Associations of the Five Continents also know it. It won't take long for everyone to know about it."

Xu Shen was a little confused. It has come to this point, why haven’t these forces taken action yet?

This is a huge piece of fat meat. The hidden healing magic alone is enough to make all the major forces jealous, not to mention the monopoly of blessing magic.

Pannie Jia seemed to see Xu Shen's confusion, and she explained: "The reason why they haven't taken action yet is that they are just waiting for a possibility."

"Wait for a possibility?"

"The possibility of the Parthenon spirit returning to the temple."

Xu Shen nodded suddenly.

Is there anyone in this world who is not afraid of death?

The only known way to start over, apart from an unknown miracle happening to oneself, is the resurrection magic of the Parthenon.

With such a hope, everyone will cherish it carefully.

However, human patience is limited.

If the soul does not return for a long time, we can wait for ten or twenty years.

But will it take dozens or hundreds of years, or even be lost forever?

Xu Shen began to understand the saint's angry attitude towards Wen Tai.

"So..." Paniga struggled to stand up and said, "You know how dangerous the situation of the Parthenon is, right?"

Xu Shen said: "Saint Lady, if you have anything to say, please speak directly."

"There is an interesting saying in Shenzhou: The bigger the storm, the more expensive the fish. Mr. Xu made his fortune by speculating in stocks and futures. I think he has a spirit of adventure. Are you willing to accompany the temple and wait for the return of the Parthenon spirit?"

Xu Shen sighed inwardly.

It seems like this woman still doesn't want to give up recruiting him.

"You want me to help you out?"

Panneja's deep blue eyes looked at Xu Shen expectantly.

"I'm sorry, but if it's you, I don't want to."

Pannija heard Xu Shen's subtext, and she was a little anxious: "If you want to support Asharuya, I guarantee with my life that she has absolutely no intention of becoming a goddess."

"Not at all."

Xu Shen shook his head, unwilling to explain further.

He knew who won the chicken-eating contest.

The little girl who was once so weak that she could only rely on a wheelchair to get around would surely surprise the whole world.

Seeing that Xu Shen was hesitant to answer, Pan Nijia turned her gaze to Bai Tingting, who looked like a young wife. Her blue eyes, which could speak, expressed her earnestness.

Bai Tingting shook her head silently.

Pannejia's eyes dimmed, and she hesitated, "Actually..."

"Hmm?" Xu Shen looked at her puzzledly.

“Forget it,” Panneja sighed, “No matter who you support, as long as they are from my temple, I welcome them.”

"Thank you for your understanding."

"Poseidon, show the guest out."

(End of this chapter)