Versatile Mage: Summoning Black Dragon, the pinnacle of divine power

Chapter 117: Condensed Evil Pearl and the Evil Saint King
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"I don't quite understand. You know that the curse array of the East Guard Pavilion will give birth to things like Condensed Evil Pearls and Red Demons. Why don't you find a wizard who can purify these things to help?"

At midnight, since Chisaki Mochizuki was worried about her brother Tsuruta, Caesar helped to bring him out.

As for the reason, it was a perfectly legitimate reason for the mages from the Holy Inquisition to enter the prison to investigate the situation.

"I don't know whether I should say you are naive." Mochizuki Mingjian sighed.

"The Condensed Evil Pearl can speed up the cultivation of mages. Once word gets out, I don't know how many people will follow suit. By then, it's not impossible for the Red Devils to spread everywhere."

He had experienced the Condensed Evil Pearl and naturally understood how powerful that thing was. Hiding this matter was certainly not the best approach, but it must not be spread out.

What if there is someone who overestimates his own abilities and insists on controlling the Condensed Evil Pearl, and this person happens to be in a high position of power?

"So you just keep it to yourself?" Caesar said.

"It's not like I've been holding it in all this time." said Wangyue Mingjian.

"After discovering the Condensed Evil Pearl in the East Guard Pavilion, I will contact my old friend to come and help me deal with this thing."

"However, the Condensed Evil Pearl has not appeared in the world for many years. In addition, the control of Shuangshouge Prison is no longer in my hands, so I don't know much about what happened there."

Shuangshou Pavilion is not only a prison, it is also a military fortress. Although the Mochizuki clan has guarded this place for generations, ever since the military has set their sights on this place, their control over Shuangshou Pavilion has become increasingly weak.

"Okay, I won't ask any more questions about your affairs." Caesar looked at the Condensed Evil Pearl in his hand.

The corner of Wangyue Mingjian's eye twitched slightly, "You just... don't feel anything?"

"Feeling?" Caesar paused.

"lure?"

"Yeah." Wangyue Mingjian nodded.

"How could I be tempted by the power of a bug?" Caesar said.

"Can't you see it's very well behaved here?"

The Red Devil is a thoughtful being, and this thing can sense the gap between them.

The Condensed Evil Pearl didn't even dare to release a trace of evil power towards him, because it knew very well what that would lead to.

"It's a good thing that you discovered this thing." Wangyue Mingjian sighed.

If this thing were discovered by other people, the tragedy of Yiqiu that year would probably be repeated.

"However, the condensed evil bead is still too dangerous. If you are going to Tokyo, I hope you can help hand this thing over to an old friend of mine. He can purify the resentment in the evil bead, and then the energy in the evil bead will be given as a thank you gift." said Wangyue Mingjian.

"Purification?" Caesar took out the light magic weapon given to him by Far and activated it.

A golden light flashed, and the red devil in the condensed evil bead was killed.

"So?" Caesar asked.

Wangyue Mingjian looked at Caesar with a strange expression, "Are you really mixed up with the Holy City?"

This is not ordinary light magic energy, it is the light of the holy city!
And it feels like the owner of this magic weapon is not just an ordinary light forbidden spell wizard, but an angel?

"This matter is a bit complicated to explain, so I won't explain it." Caesar stood up.

"It's getting late, I'll go back and rest first."

"Wait a moment." said Wangyue Mingjian.

"Your purification just now was not thorough. The Red Devil has only entered a state of suspended animation. If enough negative emotions appear around you, those energies will awaken the Red Devil again. This thing can't do anything to you, but it is very dangerous to others."

Caesar paused, "So tenacious?"...

"How come you always get a bunch of weird stuff wherever you go?"

In Farr's room, Caesar came to bed.

Looking at the Condensed Evil Pearl in front of him, Fal regretted bringing Caesar out for a stroll.

The Red Devil, this thing is naturally also in the Holy Shadow's archives.

This thing is very special. It is found all over the world, with varying strengths.

Moreover, at its root, the Red Devil is related to the dark plane.

"Can you purify this thing?" Caesar asked.

Farr looked strange, "What do you want this for?"

"Have you heard of the Evil Saint King?" Caesar asked.

Farr's eyes changed slightly, "Where did you hear this name?"

"It seems that there are still many unknown things in the Holy City." Caesar said.

"The Evil Saint King is just a legend." said Fal.

"It's a legend spread by those black magicians, but this legend was ended by Michael VI hundreds of years ago. At least this news should not be spread in the human magic society."

There are many dark kings in the dark plane, but according to their status, there are only four orthodox kings, namely the Dark King, the Hades, the Shadow King, and the Evil Saint King.

These powerful imperial creatures will also age and die.

Sometimes, these emperors would choose a preferred successor before their death and establish a deal with him.

However, due to its special nature, the position of Evil Saint King has been vacant for thousands of years.

There used to be a group of black magicians whose slogan was to support the birth of the Evil Saint King. The Evil Saint King possessed both "evil" and "holy" attributes, so the natures of those black magicians were not single, but the vast majority of them were extremely sinister, and their natures were similar to those of the Black Vatican today.

"The end? How to end?" Caesar asked.

"Wait for an evil saint king to be born, and then kill him?"

Farr's eyes twitched slightly, "How do you know?"

At that time, in order to intimidate those arrogant black magicians, Michael VI even directed the birth of the Evil Saint King. Then, Michael VI destroyed the Evil Saint King in front of the black magicians, making them understand that the so-called legend of the Evil Saint King was nothing but a joke in front of the Holy City.

But this happened so long ago, and there are only relevant records in the angel scriptures of the holy city. How could Caesar know something from such a long time ago?
"Although this has a very good deterrent effect, but... the archangel is really skilled and courageous." Caesar said strangely.

"There's no other way. Their status as archangels requires them to make sufficient achievements," said Farr.

Not every archangel will return to the Holy City, and only those who have officially declared their existence and have been honored and ascended to the holy temple will truly inherit the title of the seven archangels. So far, the archangel with the title of Michael has only returned six times. After all, he is the chief of the seven archangels. Unless he encounters a major event that can be recorded in the history of human magic civilization, Michael will not show up easily.

However, major events that can be recorded in the history of human magic civilization must be extremely dangerous. In the past, human magic society did not have the current information flow, so those archangels worked alone before returning to the Holy City. Many times, even the Holy Shadow did not notice that the archangels of that generation had died outside.

Take the Sahara with its yellow sand, for example. She couldn't even count how many archangels were buried there.

The vast majority of demon kings have never waged war with humans, but how do humans know that there are ten overlords and three rooftops in this world, and how do they know how powerful they are?

This brings us to the archangels who are both skilled and courageous.

The Sahara with its endless yellow sands, the boundless Amazon jungle, the land of eternal night in the Far South, and even the vast ocean that is daunting to humans, all have traces of archangels. They all wanted to be pioneers, but most of them became martyrs.

(End of this chapter)