Full-Time Magister: I can control you to death

Then came the legs, the abdomen... Every part of the armor seemed to be alive, ferociously and greedily enjoying this new body!

"Ughhhhh!" The suppressed screams of pain sent chills down one's spine.

"Xu Fang!"

"Brother Fang!"

Liu Ru and Zhang Xiaohou were in tears, wanting to rush forward to share Xu Fang's pain, but their shoulders were grabbed by a large hand.

"Chief instructor?"

The newcomer was none other than Chief Instructor Zhan Kong!

At this moment, his body was covered in wounds.

Because the Black Court Project was launched ahead of schedule, Zhan Kong was unable to follow behind the group the whole time as in the original work, and instead jumped into the Abyss of Evil alone.

By the time he arrived, Xu Fang was already covered by the evil armor!

"Don't go over there, you'll become a meaningless sacrifice!" Zhan Kong said, holding onto the two tightly.

Clang! ! !

The figure in the armored robe moved, slowly raising his chin.

A familiar face appeared, its thick lips a deep, dark purple, with purple lines extending to its cheeks, making the mouth look even more sinister!

"Xu...Xu Fang?" Liu Ru asked in surprise.

"It's not Xu Fang, it's the Ancient King!" Zhan Kong said in a deep voice.

"Wrong, all wrong."

Xu Fang's lips curled into a sinister smile: "The ancient kings of the past have long since fallen into slumber under the erosion of time."

He slowly drew an ancient-looking longsword, its blade pointing at the three of them:

"Whoever dons the armor will inherit everything from the ancient king: his realm of the dead, his boundless magic, and his unparalleled wisdom... idiot!"

The familiar curses stunned everyone present.

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The world of the soul.

The armored, malevolent shadow was frantically eroding everything around it.

However, the endless, dazzling golden light cleansed it of its evil.

“I have no interest in the legacy of the ancient king, and I have no desire to be a puppet of a fool like you.”

"All I want to do now is kill you, and then send this damn Sha Yuan as far away as possible."

Xu Fang's figure appeared before the armored, evil shadow.

His body kept changing, from a young mage in modern clothes to a young soldier in heavy armor, and then to a valiant general in golden armor...

The armored shadowy figure froze, its body trembling violently.

In particular, when a roguish, elegantly dressed figure appeared, his young yet disdainful and provocative gaze gradually overlapped with its memories from two thousand years ago.

"It's you...it's you!?"

"No, it wasn't him, it wasn't him!"

His armor trembled, and his voice was incoherent.

Back then, a similar golden figure stood before the vast Qin Empire.

"I am no one else, I am just myself." Xu Fang's voice soared freely!

This was a foreshadowing that was planted a long time ago, in chapter 46.

Don't worry, the next chapter will explain that the protagonist is definitely not the reincarnation of anyone.

Longtime readers will know that the original title of this book was "Full-Time Magister: Redemption of Light," but the current title was changed to attract more readers...

Chapter 246 I am Qin Shi Huang, v50

On the Blood Throne, the armored figure fell silent.

The dark space finally stopped shaking, and Zhang Xiaohou, Liu Ru, and Zhan Kong stood firm.

"I hope he'll be alright..." Liu Ru asked worriedly.

"do not know."

Zhan Kong looked tense.

As a legitimate descendant of an ancient king, he knew best what the armor robe was like, as his family library contained many ancient royal secrets.

The ancient King Ying Zheng was a man of great talent and ambition who unified six major demon empires, establishing a legacy that would last for generations, and whose magical skills reached the pinnacle.

The Epang Palace and the Great Wall were his creations, and this armor robe accompanied him on his campaigns. After Qin Shi Huang's death, the armor robe was buried deep in the First Emperor's mausoleum as a burial item.

After that, the demon empire that had been suppressed by the First Emperor began to stir, and the scourge of demons swept across the country.

Ziying, the last ruler of the Qin Dynasty, once entered the Abyss of Evil alone and retrieved the First Emperor's armor, but ultimately he was powerless to reverse the situation, and the armor disappeared along with it.

At the same time, Liu Bang of the Han Dynasty emerged out of nowhere, and with his unparalleled mastery of forbidden light magic, he once again ended the chaos caused by demons.

Throughout the long river of history, there are unofficial historical records mentioning armor robes, but no one has ever been able to confirm their existence.

Now, they finally know that the real tomb of the First Emperor is buried deep beneath the Abyss of Evil, and that the armor robe still exists.

“Regardless of whether the soul of this armor is an ancient king, more than two thousand years is enough to drive anyone mad!” Zhan Kong said.

He considered himself to have a strong will, but he absolutely could not allow himself to sleep in such a godforsaken place for two thousand years.

The armor's eerie appearance further confirms this.

"Then let's talk about Brother Fang..."

Before Zhang Xiaohou could finish speaking, a "clang" was heard, and the figure in armor slowly stood up.

A single glance was enough to freeze the three of them, making them feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

Although it was Xu Fang's face, they had no idea whose soul was inside.

"Are you the Ancient King or Xu Fang?" Liu Ru asked, her voice trembling.

"I am Qin Shi Huang," the armored figure said calmly.

Swish!

The three people's expressions changed drastically. A wild constellation appeared behind Zhan Kong, Zhang Xiaohou was surrounded by strong winds, and Liu Ru's pupils were purple with sharp claws.

"Yes, they're all very good."

The armored figure spoke indifferently: "Give me 50, and I'll make you kings."

The three people: "..."

"Hahaha!" The armored figure suddenly burst out laughing: "You believe I am Qin Shi Huang? I'll laugh at you for the rest of your lives!"

"You... are you Xu Fang?" Zhan Kong asked in surprise.

"I've said I'm Qin Shi Huang, so will you send me money via WeChat or Alipay?"

"Pay me money? I'll beat you up!" Zhan Kong let out a long breath, and Zhang Xiaohou plopped down on the ground.

Liu Ru rushed forward, pounding her fists on the armor, her voice trembling with tears: "You're going to die! What kind of time is this to keep lying to me!"

"Hehe, with armor, it won't hurt~"

"Still talking! Still talking!"

Xu Fang smiled, put his arm around Liu Ru, and felt that his connection with her was becoming closer and closer. It wasn't just the purple demonic cloud, but also her necromancy, which resonated with him.

Fortunately, he didn't become a living dead like Zhan Kong.

However, at the same time, the armor was, after all, a creation of the ancient king. Although that wisp of evil thought was suppressed by the light, it would still have an impact on him in the end, and would gradually erode his mind.

In the original work, Zhan Kong's will reached its limit a few years later, and in order to prevent the armored emperor from wreaking havoc on the world, he chose to end his life in the Holy City.

Xu Fang possesses a special light system, which allows him to sustain himself for a longer period, but at most ten years.

Each time it is used during this period, the date will become shorter.

Within ten years, Xu Fang must become a forbidden spell mage in order to fully digest the legacy of the ancient king and truly inherit the vast undead empire.

“Let’s go,” Xu Fang said, waving his hand and creating a silver vortex in front of him.

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Beyond the Abyss of Evil.

The demon Mo Fan was chasing after the mountain corpse. As a dual-elemental high-level being, his strength after demonization was already at the level of a supreme monarch.

A fully healthy Mountain Corpse might be able to match him, but after being severely injured by Jiang Chong, how could he possibly fight back?

"go to hell!"

Mo Fan gathered all the soul shadow power on his back into his legs, then swept it forward with a sudden motion, cutting a black crescent moon, and flew at high speed towards the corpse on the mountain peak!

The destructive force flew towards the corpse on the mountain peak at the same time. The corpse had nowhere to escape, and its once arrogant eyes were now completely lifeless.

"Buzz~~~~~~!!!"

Suddenly, the heaven and earth trembled!

A silver vortex appeared, swallowing up Mo Fan's attack.

A figure in armor stood atop the corpse of the mountain peak.

The mountain corpse stopped fleeing. This once arrogant and mad corpse obediently lowered its head, and its body slowly squatted down.

Everyone who witnessed this scene was filled with shock!

Make the corpse of the mountain kneel?

What kind of being is this? Could his cultivation be even higher than that of a mountain corpse at the level of a supreme monarch?

“Ancient...Ancient...Ancient King!” Zhu Meng cried out in a trembling voice.

Han Ji was also stunned.