Full-Time Magister: I can control you to death

The Holy Judge said with a wry smile, "Old High Priest, you don't need to be so alarmed... Our Holy Judgement Court doesn't kill people indiscriminately."

“Yes, anyway, they hold the power to define things, so if they say someone is guilty, then they are guilty,” Old Man Bao said.

The Holy Judge frowned: "Old High Priest, please be careful with your words. If this gets out, it won't be good for any of us."

"Heh." Old Bao said no more.

The atmosphere became rather awkward for a moment.

Fortunately, Xu Fang, who was not far away, sensed their arrival.

"Master Bao." Walking over, Xu Fang looked at the Holy Judge mage: "And this is..."

“My name is Fogg, a Holy Judge of the Holy Court.”

Falk said, "I came here because the young Duke Hecasa of the Casa family has requested to challenge you to a one-on-one super-class battle. Will you accept the challenge?"

Hecasa is cunning. If he were to use the Magic Association's methods, Xu Fang could simply ignore him.

The European Magic Association's reach doesn't extend to Asia yet.

But the Holy Tribunal is different; in name, all the mages in the world are under their supervision and jurisdiction!

"You need to think this through. Hecasa was the top student in the previous National Academy competition. Although he can't compare to you at the same age, he's still five years older than you."

Fogg is a decent guy, I'll add that for sure:

"It's okay if you don't accept the challenge. No one will blame you, and we won't allow him to use public opinion to pressure you into agreeing."

"What level is he?" Xu Fang suddenly asked.

“Two systems,” Fogg said.

"Super Three?"

"How is that possible? He's not even thirty years old and he's at the third level of the Super Rank. This isn't just a genius, it's a monster. We need to get those people from the Tribunal to investigate his background."

Fogg made what he thought was a very funny joke, but neither Xu Fang nor Old Man Bao laughed. He chuckled twice and then fell silent.

"What do you think?" Old Bao asked.

"We can fight, but to be on the safe side, we need to postpone the time a bit," Xu Fang said.

His super-ice type has just awakened and has not yet successfully constructed a star palace, so he can only be considered half a super-type.

Old Man Bao nodded: "Is a month enough?"

Xu Fang considered it for a moment and nodded, saying, "I'm a little nervous, about two months should be enough."

Old Man Bao turned to Fok and said, "Inform the Casa family that the final battle will take place in three months in the Arctic Circle. It will be a friendly spar, and no one will be killed."

"Yes." Fogg hurried away.

In the vast snow-covered mountains, only Xu Fang and Old Man Bao remained.

"Three months from now, the Arctic Circle will experience the midnight sun, with extreme sunlight and extreme cold, which will be most conducive to your performance."

Old Man Bao said, "Hecasa doesn't often take action. The only battle footage we have is from the decisive battle at the National Palace five years ago. All we know for now is that he is a super-level cultivator, so we should be cautious."

"Don't worry, I know."

Xu Fang nodded solemnly.

He, Xu, loves to show off, hates others to show off, and hates most of all to be used to show off by stepping on him.

A minute of showing off requires ten years of practice offstage; Xu will never fight a battle unprepared!

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Originally, Xu Fang wanted to stay at the Holy Judgment Academy to cultivate, or go to a sacred land of ice and snow like Tianshan.

But the arrival of one person—or rather, a ghost—made him change his mind.

"Did you get permission from the person before you possessed them?" Xu Fang looked at the young female mage in front of him and said speechlessly.

"It's alright, I will erase the memory," Empress Jiuyou said with a charming smile.

For a ghost without a physical form to travel such a long distance to Europe, and even to the powerful Inquisition, is quite astounding in the entire underworld.

"Be careful someone finds out and turns you into a thousand-year-old demon specimen," Xu Fang said.

"Hmph, let them try. To me, they're like clay chickens and earthen dogs; few of them can even make me break a sweat," Jiuyouhou said with a disdainful look.

As a deceased ruler of eight directions, Empress Jiuyou naturally possessed her own pride.

Not to mention that after absorbing the essence of the Great Pyramid of Giza, her strength has also increased accordingly, and she is now at the Supreme Monarch level!

"Khufu still kept some things in reserve; he took many valuable items with him."

After saying, Jiuyou, "Many undead races have not evolved and are quite restless and dissatisfied, but we have forcibly suppressed them."

"Then I thought again, instead of strengthening management, why don't we go to Egypt to catch up with Khufu and take back the good things we left with him!"

Chapter 505 The world is just a newbie's guzzler.

Near Zhu Zhechi, near the ink is black.

After spending a long time with Xu Fang, Jiu Youhou's thinking has made commendable progress.

—For example, she is very good at solving problems using inequality formulas, such as "The Great Pyramid of Giza ≠ the Great Pyramid of Giza".

Without a doubt, the true origin of the pyramids lies in the Abyss.

The Dark Sword Master who abandoned darkness for light can attest to this.

She, the Queen of the Nine Netherworlds, merely wanted to retrieve the pyramid treasures that rightfully belonged to the Abyss of Evil from Khufu. What was wrong with that?

Moreover, it also allows the undead to vent their rampant bloodlust, killing two birds with one stone.

Isn't it beautiful?

“Sure, no problem.” Xu Fang nodded readily.

"Then it's settled, Your Majesty."

The ancient, immortal ghost lady smiled charmingly and said, "Then I'll leave the task of finding Khufu and opening the gates of the dead to you."

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"You're going to Egypt?"

Mo Fan was somewhat surprised:

"Right now, the internet is full of trending topics that Hecasa bought, saying that he wants to have a showdown with you in three months. Instead of working overtime to train, why are you going to Egypt?"

"Experience is also a form of cultivation; only a hot environment can maximize the extraction of ice-type abilities."

Xu Fang asked, "Do you still remember the pyramids of Northern Xinjiang?"

Mo Fan rolled his eyes: "Of course I would forget something like that!"

“I’m planning to open a gate to the underworld in Egypt and fight back,” Xu Fang said.

"Holy crap, this is so exciting?"

Mo Fan immediately became interested upon hearing this. He was the only one who knew Xu Fanggu's identity as the old king, and he still vividly remembered the scene when Xu Fanggu led him to show off and fly high in the Northern Frontier.

"Are you coming or not?" Xu Fang asked.

"Of course I'll come!" Mo Fan said without hesitation. He had been stuck at the high level for a long time and was now searching the world for an opportunity to break through to the super level.

After agreeing, he hesitated again: "But if your undead empire goes to war, there's not much I, a high-level mage, can do..."

"rest assured."

Xu Fang patted him on the shoulder: "My plan is to open the gate to the dead inside the pyramid and launch a full-scale attack when the enemy is completely unaware, understand?"

Mo Fan clearly understood, his voice trembling slightly: "You mean... the two of us go into the pyramid?"

“You’ve grown up, and you’ve finally become smart.” Xu Fang said with relief, “My armor and your demonic transformation are both unusable.”

Mo Fan: "...Is it too late for me to not go now?"

"What do you say?"

Xu Fang put his hand on Mo Fan's shoulder, his smile forced and insincere.

You know too many secrets... I'll borrow your head for now, and I'll take care of your wife and children, so don't worry.

"Then I have one request!"

"speak."

"I'm taking Lao Zhao and Mu Bai with me. Since we're courting death, how can we abandon these two beasts!"

"no problem."

The two chuckled, thoroughly pleased.

The "Daredevil Squad" has now finalized its four members. Zhao Manyan and Mu Bai are kept in the dark by Xu Mo and the other person, and still think it's just a normal training exercise.

“I want to go too!” Heidi said, even though she was originally planning to return to the Alps.

"Go to hell."

Xu Fang didn't want to take her along, and threatened, "Our training this time is very dangerous; we might die at any moment!"

"I'm not afraid!" Heidi said firmly, "I've been stuck at the high level for too long, I need an opportunity to help me break through to the super level!"

Xu Fang thought to himself that breaking through to the Super Rank wasn't difficult; he could just use the Faith Card to clear the way.

"Let me tell you, Egypt is teeming with the dead, even more terrifying than in the movies," Xu Fang described vividly.

"They were wrapped in yellowish coarse cloth, which was shiny with corpse oil and dripped as they left."

Looking further inside was even more shocking—guess what? Minced meat! Minced as badly as the turkey Mrs. Jenny next door chopped up.

When you fight the undead, they might flick their wrist, and bits of meat... uh, minced meat, or whatever, meat scraps will land on your face, your hair, and even your mouth..."

Xu Fang's description was too vivid, perhaps because he had given so many speeches that he could give people a sincere and earnest feeling even without using sound magic.

"vomit!"

Heidi unsurprisingly experienced acid reflux, and just imagining the scene made her want to vomit.

This was a scene she never dared to imagine. Back then, when the corrupted plant was deeply implanted in Amyra's body, it was enough to break her defenses, let alone now.