Full-Time Magister: I can control you to death

Xu Fang pressed the alarm.

Waaaaaahh ...

A sharp alarm blared, and the previously dim lights began to flicker.

The criminals were shocked by the sudden sound and frantically guessed at the gate shrouded in chaotic restrictions, while the guarding mages shouted in alarm.

"Someone escaped!"

"Someone come quickly! Someone come quickly!"

"Check the restrictions! We absolutely cannot allow the restrictions to be activated!"

In the midst of the commotion, no one noticed the thin mist in the corner, much less the silver vortex hidden behind it.

The seven restrictions are indeed very strong, so strong that even if the Gate of the Abyss of Fiends could be traversed, it would certainly alarm the archangel standing at the pinnacle of the Holy City.

But it doesn't matter anymore; Xu Fang isn't here to save Shura anyway.

Outside the dungeon.

The judges, who were already on high alert due to the arrival of the notorious criminal Shura, huddled together in a tense standoff.

They even had the authority to use magic to bombard the escaped villains on the spot if the situation became too dire.

Magical fluctuations rose and fell, and pairs of eyes were fixed on the dungeon entrance. The tense crowd was completely unaware of the small will-o'-the-wisps that had ignited on their bodies.

"Found it..."

Xu Fang, who had just emerged from the silver vortex in the distance, murmured to himself.

In some ways, the little ghost fire is more accurate than an ID card. These people look just like other judges, with square faces, and they even use light magic.

However, a faint, sinister aura emanated from them, so subtle that it was difficult to detect.

I spent half the night fiddling with it.

The mages of the Holy City finally determined that this was not a prison break; it was just an accidental alarm press!

Those who were shouting that they were wronged were waved away by the captain with a dark face; the Holy City had its own good ways of dealing with them.

Xu Fang no longer cared about these things.

He followed those sinister guys directly.

These people are very vigilant, not only walking around in circles, but also changing their appearance and identity at the drop of a hat, but it doesn't matter much in front of Xu Fang who has cheated.

—Just like that interview, no matter if you run in a straight line or an S-curve, a sniper can blow your head off with one shot.

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The holy city is very close to France, and its streets have that romantic and artistic atmosphere.

The sun rose as usual, casting dappled sunlight on the ancient cobblestone streets, illuminating the brightly colored shops and exquisite buildings on both sides.

The streets are lined with ancient stone walls and exquisitely carved window frames.

On the street corner, the outdoor seating area of ​​the cafe is always full of people, much like how people in China drink soy milk while sipping coffee and waiting for fried dough sticks... no, freshly baked bread to come out of the oven.

"Teacher, these are newly made pastries, please try them."

A woman wearing a long blue knitted sweater leaned closer and affectionately took another woman's arm.

The two strolled like best friends, occasionally attracting the attention of some men.

No one would have guessed that the notorious cardinals of the Black Vatican often walked through bustling cities in this manner.

They didn't live in any gloomy castle, their house wasn't decorated with human heads, and their refrigerator wasn't stocked with categorized Hannibal mini-meals.

More often than not, they stroll confidently in the sunlight.

"Has the cause of the riot in the Holy Judgment Chamber dungeon last night been determined?" Salam asked.

"The information we received is that there was only one false alarm," Blue Bat said.

Salang sneered: "Absurd reason."

"Yes, I'll send someone else to investigate right away," Blue Bat said respectfully.

"No need," Salang said calmly. "Today, your teacher will teach you a lesson: never trust those mediocre people. They are nothing more than fertilizer for composting flowers. The only thing you can trust is your own wisdom."

If the people of the Holy Tribunal heard this, they would probably break out in a cold sweat.

Because this statement is exactly the same as what Master Lü Yi of China said during the Holy Judgment!

In other words, Salam was present at the original judgment!

"Has the extradition chief left?" Salang asked.

"They've left. I arranged it myself, and everything went according to plan without any problems," Blue Bat affirmed.

"Hmm." Salang nodded slightly, and just as he was about to speak again, a beautiful woman of equally outstanding appearance slowly walked over.

"Has the investigation been completed?" Salang asked.

"I understand." The woman smiled sweetly, as if she were seeing her best friend.

Blue Bat remained silent. She recognized the woman; she was Salang's alter ego or a puppet double.

"Who did this?" Salang emphasized slightly.

"you guess?"

Chapter 566 Salang, your death is imminent!

"you!"

Before Salam could react, a silver vortex appeared beneath her feet, and her body fell uncontrollably down.

Salang reacted quickly and immediately tried to use magic to fly up.

However, the silver vortex closed too quickly, and in the instant it suddenly closed, half of a hand fell to the ground.

—This is Salam's.

"what!!!"

A piercing scream suddenly shattered the romance and tranquility of the street, and people screamed and fled in panic.

The blue bat seemed to be frightened by the terrifying scene and stood frozen in place.

Only the corners of her mouth, which she was trying so hard to keep from turning up, betrayed her current mood.

Wow, that's awesome!

Hahaha, Sarang, you've finally met your match!

Undercover agent Miss Blue Bat was overjoyed.

Is it easy for a judge like her, working alone and infiltrating the inner court, surrounded by those in red?

They are brainwashed by Salam all day long, and they say things that are antisocial and morally reprehensible, against their conscience.

That scoundrel just said he'd teach me a lesson... Hahaha, just thinking about that makes me laugh. "Trust in your own wisdom?"

Now it depends on whether you have enough wisdom.

The undercover agent thought happily that if Salang was unharmed, she could continue to play the role of a good student.

If Salang is killed by this mysterious senior, then I can retire, return to my country, and live a normal life with a new identity!

the other side.

Salam's right hand was dripping blood; half of his palm had been cleanly sliced ​​off.

But this bloodshed was nothing compared to the surrounding environment—the undead! A dense swarm of undead!

The ground was littered with bones and reeked of decay, forming a sea of ​​death.

"Sha! Yuan!"

Salam spoke each word carefully, his heart sinking ever lower.

She had once used the power of the Abyss of Evil to orchestrate the catastrophe in the ancient capital, so she naturally knew the terror of this hell on earth.

Although I don't know why I was brought here, I'm pretty sure it's a bad situation.

"Hehehe, isn't this little girl Salang? You've gotten younger in just a few years."

A flippant laugh rang out, and even without looking at Salang, the speaker recognized the newcomer: "Queen of the Nine Netherworlds!"

Empress Jiuyou was dressed in a well-fitting palace gown with elaborate patterns, but its only flaw was the undeniable, eerie aura emanating from her.

More importantly, Empress Jiuyou exuded the aura of a supreme monarch!

"Why did you bring me here?" Salang looked around calmly and said, "I think there's some misunderstanding between us, and I don't want to be your enemy..."

"Don't want to? But you've already done it."

"The White Corpse King!" Salang, disregarding the blood dripping from his palm, looked at another white corpse figure.

Yet another supreme monarch!

The White Corpse King, dressed in martial robes and carrying his bronze spear, looked exceptionally eye-catching.

However, compared to the dark knight beside him riding a tall, dead horse, he appeared much more low-key.

"Those who disobey the king shall die!"

The Dark Knight raised his greatsword, the tip aimed at Salam.

"The Dark Sword Master! No, the Despair Sword Master!?" For many years, Salang had not experienced such a collapse of his worldview.

The legend of the ancient king's expedition to the Egyptian pyramids is true!

It not only won, but also unified the underworld, taming and conquering beings like the Sword Master of Despair!

"and many more!"

Salang said urgently, "I have never disobeyed the great ancient king. In life, he was a brilliant and ambitious emperor, and even in death, he is an invincible king of the dead..."

As a member of the Black Court in red, Salang even considered killing all of humanity to establish a great kingdom of death, but never thought of attacking the Abyss of Death.

Simply put, most humans are good people.

The Abyss of Evil is full of ruthless killers who don't blink an eye.