Versatile Mage: Summon eight demons at the beginning

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"You don't seem scared at all."

Baiba Mountain, covered with vines.

After sending Lingling here, the military people left.

They couldn't stay here any longer, and they didn't even dare to die here.

Because once that happens, the ruler of Qinling Mountains is likely to launch natural disaster attacks on human living areas again.

For the first time in thousands of years of the Age of Magic, they felt what it was like to be helpless.

They have no choice but to give in, and even their apology depends on the other person's mood.

"What are you afraid of?" Lingling looked at Ximu calmly.

"Didn't you ask me to come?"

"Oh?" Ximu fell from the tree.

"Why do you say that?"

"You are sure I won't read out those words of apology." Lingling said.

"Besides, that fairy Apas is also involved, right?"

Ximu looked puzzled, "How did you know that?"

"I'm just a flat loli with nothing to do except being naughty and cute." Lingling sneered.

"Who else but Apas would say such nonsense?"

"Oh..." Ximu nodded.

"It's true that there is too much personal vendetta involved."

A lot of the apology about Lingling was indeed written by Apas. As a descendant of Medusa with powerful psychic abilities, she was able to accurately find the minefields of this little girl.

"But do you think you will be safe because of this?" Ximu asked.

“I don’t think so.” Lingling silently clenched the special magic tool in her hand.

"Do you want to commit suicide?" Ximu asked.

"Then you have to think it over carefully. If you dare to do this, I will be in a bad mood, and then, maybe the weather will change again."

"Do you know what happens when there is a thunderstorm with hail and a little bit of wind?"

His frontal combat capability is at the bottom among the demons, and he is a pure mage. However, in terms of tossing, even Curse Mana is not as good as him.

Zhu Lan just plays with the moon's gravity and the rising and falling tides to scare people.

His weather is very rich and varied. No matter how incredible the weather combination is, he can create it.

"What do you want?" Lingling asked.

"What do you want?" Ximu thought for a moment.

"Dignity."

"Dignity?" Lingling frowned slightly.

"What do you mean?"

A demon master wants dignity? What kind of a joke is this?

"Do you know what it feels like for a former ruler of the world to be imprisoned like a prisoner in a desolate and boring hell for thousands of years?" Ximu said.

"Don't be afraid of you laughing at us. We have cried and prayed before, but Hell has not responded in the slightest. What awaits us is only endless desolation. The demons can only go crazy in that hellish place until they are completely numb."

"We have been deprived of not only our strength and wisdom, but also our dignity as demons."

"But what does this have to do with what you did?" Lingling asked.

"It's not us who imprisoned you." "It's definitely not you, and you don't have the ability to do that." Ximu said.

"But you broke into my territory and slaughtered my feather monsters. That's a fact, isn't it?"

"You're right. I really don't care about the lives of those feathered monsters. In my eyes, their lives are worthless. However, no matter how humble their lives are, it should be decided by me, not you."

"I am the master here!"

"Thousands of years! I lost everything in that damn hell!"

"Now! The freedom I finally got, the little dignity I regained as a demon master, is violated by you again and again!"

"Do you think the weather changes over those few hundred kilometers are over?"

"Little girl, if I hadn't promised my brother to be sensible in doing things, do you think this matter could end so easily?"

"..."

"Ximu, you are a little too excited."

Lu Cheng appeared quietly not far away.

Although she is very brave, Ximu's existence is a kind of suppression at the life level. If she continues to be intimidated, this little Loli will collapse.

"I'm just helping her to calm down." Ximu shrugged.

"Young people are prone to being impulsive and reckless, especially a smart girl like this who thinks she knows the rules of the game."

"But in fact, I control the rules of the game. I decide how to play it, and you play it that way."

Arrogance is a common problem among human beings. Once they have a little power, they become arrogant and don't know their own weight, trying to become the master of the world.

Obviously everyone is the same, but they act so tragically and package themselves as so innocent!
How disgusting!
"Have you solved your problem?" Ximu asked.

"It's not a problem, but there is some progress," said Lu Cheng.

Leng Qing has always been resentful about the affairs of the Black Church, or to put it bluntly, she is proud of herself and has not learned any of Song Qiming's skills.

The reason why Song Qiming has such a high prestige in the Holy Court is not only because of his ability, but also because of his style of doing things.

Being strong can gain the respect of others, but this respect will disappear with the loss of power. Song Qiming is old and his cultivation has seriously regressed, but everyone still respects him.

Song Qiming brought political tactics to the Holy Court, using both kindness and force, and using both black and white tactics to strengthen the power and prestige of the Holy Court, but at the same time, the old man also brought in some things that shouldn't have been there.

Power politics!

The Holy Court, a place that is supposed to enforce the law strictly, can it still be pure if this kind of thing sneaks in?

The Holy Inquisition used to be very rigid, because almost all the people working there were believers of the Holy City, and as everyone knows, faith is crazy. The law enforcers of the Holy Inquisition erased their egos and only implemented one principle: the law is merciless.

But wherever there are people, there will be human relationships and social conventions, no matter where it is, in the East or the West, it is the same. Therefore, the Holy Inquisition was not accepted by everyone in the past, but people had to cooperate due to the pressure from the Holy City behind the Holy Inquisition.

But a hundred years ago, the development of black magic spread to the Holy City. As the messenger of the Dark King, the fallen angel walking on the earth led the black magicians to start a war with the Holy City.

After the war, the Holy City suffered heavy losses and was forced to agree to incorporate black magic into the orthodox magic system. At the same time, magic clans from all over the world also flocked to the Holy City at that time.

From that time on, the Holy City completely changed.

A place that should have been strict is now filled with human relationships and conflicts of interest.

Look at those archangels, Raguel, Uriel, and Raphael, they are almost all in a state of playing badly, because they know that once the white dye is mixed with other colors, there is no going back.

Unless someone pours out the dye and makes a new one.

But this kind of thing is impossible to do, as it would be equivalent to making enemies with everyone. Even if it succeeds, it would almost be equivalent to destroying the holy city.

Knowing that you can't do it, just give up.

But many elders in the Holy City have always been opposed to these things, and conflicts have arisen between them and the newly entered magic clans. At this time, Song Qiming stood up and used political tricks to neutralize the internal conflicts in the Holy City, so he was respected by most people.

Song Qiming deeply understands that there is no absolute black and white. Most conflicts can be resolved by interests. The core of the conflict is the problem of interest distribution.

But people like Leng Qing think that the struggle between black and white is impossible to stop, let alone coexistence, and the only way is to fight to the death. (End of this chapter)