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

Chapter 250 I Don't Like You
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The brown desert exudes an aura of despair; it is vast and boundless, both dry and scorching, but becomes bitterly cold when night falls.

In this desolate landscape, the oasis is like a rare treasure, but even more dazzling is a magnificent and fashionable metropolis!
This city may lack greenery, but it is overflowing with the brilliance of gold.

Ancient Arabia was indeed a place that inspired longing, with mountains of gold sand, shimmering and dazzling, displaying a vibrant life even without the embellishment of lush greenery!
This is a golden world, and a city that shines with silver light.

The Asian Magic Association is located here, its towering silver spire resembling a sharp ancient sword pointing straight to the azure sky.

A flock of jet-black desert eagles patrolled in formation in the air, soaring orderly around the silver, sacred tower.

“Mr. Su Lu, the forbidden spell ritual is ready and you can start it at any time,” Xi Zhe said.

Su Lu looked out the window at Dubai and said, "Why does he keep staring at me like that?"

"Isn't there enough darkness in this world already?"

"Aren't there other magic associations on the other continents that are even more corrupt than mine? Why is he so fixated on me?"

Xi Zhe paused for a moment, then said, "Perhaps it's related to what happened to Wen Tai back then."

Su Lu also contributed a lot to Wen Tai's matter, but not to help Yi Zhi Sha, but to obtain the Black Dragon Emperor.

From that time onward, Su Lu had already begun plotting against the Black Dragon Emperor.

“Wen Tai?” Su Lu narrowed her eyes slightly.

"You'd fight me for a dead man?"

Even if he fights to the death, what will he gain?

The archangel has his eye on him; he can suppress the magic associations of the five continents, gain merit for himself, establish the majesty of the Holy City, and consolidate the rule of the Holy City.

But what does Caesar gain by helping the archangel deal with him?
These two companies have completely irreconcilable interests!
“There may be other reasons, but we can no longer know them now,” Xizhe said.

"The Parthenon's bird chariot will land in Dubai in half an hour."

"Did those holy figures make any moves?" Su Lu asked.

“They withdrew completely some time ago,” Xizhe said.

Archangels have their own rules; they cannot use the power of the Holy City before entering its sanctuary with meritorious service.

The previous incident involving Michael was because it involved the vast undead empire, and the Holy City had to take precautions, but the real battle was still resolved by Michael himself.

The same applies to the archangels now eyeing Su Lu. The previous actions of the Holy Shadows regarding the Asian Magic Association were merely probes, but the upcoming battle is the archangel's own ceremony, and those Holy Shadows cannot interfere.

“An archangel, a Parthenonian…” Su Lu closed his eyes and looked at the sleeping Apollo in his contracted space.

"let's start!"

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"Huhuhu~~~"

Above Dubai, a divine bird with colorful light flowing around its body slowly descended from the sky, carrying an exquisitely crafted carriage. The mages from the Asian Magic Association, who were responsible for welcoming them, quickly gathered around.

“They don’t seem to be here to welcome us, they seem to be here to surround us.” Asha’s glanced at the group of mages outside.

"This city is being sealed off." Caesar opened his eyes.

"There are quite a few people here."

"I underestimated his appeal."

"I never expected that even at a time like this, there would still be so many lunatics who would dare to fight him."

Su Lu's forceful ascent to the top of the Asian Magic Association may indeed attract a lot of cannon fodder, but will the top mages who can truly influence the world's landscape not see that Su Lu has reached a dead end?
Without the Black Dragon Emperor, and only the insignificant Apollo Titan, how exactly did Su Lu instill confidence in those people?

"Should we leave first?" Asha'ruya said.

"I don't feel good."

She didn't know what was going on here, but she felt something was wrong as soon as she entered Dubai's airspace!

“We can’t leave,” Caesar said.

"Su Lu has come down."

Now the whole world knows that he has come to Dubai City, which is Su Lu's territory. No matter what happens here, as long as the traces are erased, even if Su Lu claims that the Parthenon God Child colluded with the Black Vatican in Dubai City and went crazy killing people, no one will dare to question him!

All political maneuvering has become meaningless; the outcome of this matter now depends entirely on which side has the greater military strength!

"Your presence is an honor to welcome the Parthenon God." Su Lu slowly walked up to the divine bird chariot on the seemingly endless red carpet.

"So how do you plan to apologize?" Caesar jumped down from the carriage with Azharia in his arms.

"An apology?" Su Lu was taken aback, then laughed.

“Your Highness is still so humorous.” “You are too.” Caesar looked up at the clouds.

"I'm curious, how did you manage to entice them to come?"

There were too many; countless top-tier mages were densely packed in the Cloud Realm, and he couldn't even count how many had come.

“Aren’t you just too confident?” Su Lu said.

“Even an archangel wouldn’t dare to venture into my Dubai city alone, but you have come.”

He wasn't surprised that Caesar could see through the disguise of the heavens, nor was he surprised that this guy could sense those lurking mages.

He didn't even intend to hide it from the beginning; it would have been best if Caesar had backed down.

But even after seeing those people, he still barged in.

“I’m here for sightseeing,” Caesar said.

"I have never been to the Asian Magic Association before."

"And you? Why did you call so many people over?"

“This is the Asian Magic Association, so it’s not surprising how many people are here,” Su Lu said.

“That makes sense.” Caesar nodded.

"Should we take immediate action, or go through the motions first?"

"Why rush? Take your time," Su Lu said.

"Since Your Highness has never been to the Asian Magic Association before, why don't I give you a proper tour first?"

"Alright." Caesar raised his hand and put away the divine bird and the chariot.

"Let's go."

"Please." Su Lu led the way.

"By the way, Your Highness, could you tell me why you've set your sights on me?"

"Because of Wen Tai?"

“Can’t it be for justice?” Caesar said.

"Justice?" Su Lu couldn't help but laugh.

"Your Highness, at a time like this, there's no need for such jokes, is there?"

justice?

Just as the Parthenon represents justice in Greece, he is the president of the Asian Magic Association, and he represents justice in this land!
Did you come here for justice?
"Making a move against me will do you no good," Su Lu said.

"I really do not understand."

"You really want to know?" Caesar asked.

“Of course,” Su Lu said.

"I really want to know, what is it that you're willing to go to such lengths to escalate this conflict with me?"

Caesar has now essentially broken off all pretense and is going to fight him head-on, abandoning all pretense of respect; it's purely a violent conflict between two forces!

Even if Caesar won, what benefit would it bring him? What benefit would it bring to the Parthenon?
Once he falls, the Holy City will immediately place one of their henchmen in the position of president of the Asian Magic Association!

You get nothing from the temple!
“The reason is actually quite simple,” Caesar said.

"I see you're unhappy."

"I'm going to get you."

"Can't you?"

"..."

"Hahahaha!" Su Lu laughed.

"Sure, why not?"

“Your laugh is awful,” Caesar said.

Can you shut up?

"No way, hahahaha!"

(End of this chapter)