Full-Time Magister: I can control you to death

It was indeed the seeds that caused the problem. This stuff is extremely irritating; that's what drove the Trident Titan mad.

Their own poisonous insects also kill each other because of this thing.

This state of madness that drives life is like... the torrential rain in Bocheng back then.

Xu Fang remembered.

Crete seems to be the place where Black Garden researched the Frenzied Rain!

"Just like a damn toad."

Even if they don't poison you to death, they'll still disgust you to death. That's exactly what those beasts from Black Court are like!

Black Court, who had been keeping a low profile after the deaths of the three red-clad figures Leng Jue, Xiu Luo, and Salang, is now back to his old tricks and can't help but cause trouble again.

Also.

The name of the Red-Clad Black Court is passed down through generations.

Of all the villains in the world, who wouldn't want to become the new Salang, wielding absolute power? Who wouldn't want to become the new Cold Lord, exclusively wielding the evil power of faith? Who wouldn't want to become the new Asura, possessing a cool nickname?

To inherit this title, one must possess a fearsome reputation matching that of their predecessor, and creating events like those in ancient capitals or northern frontiers is the fastest shortcut.

Xu Fang took a picture and sent it to Shao Zheng, telling him to pay close attention and to arrange for people to be deployed and for undercover agents to be apprehended as needed.

After all, as an honorary member, he was only responsible for providing reminders; the Grand Speaker had many more things to consider.

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At the port of Crete, a 110-meter-tall Silver Moon Titan was brought back.

Turs stood triumphantly at the very front of the great ship, atop the enormous head of the Silvermoon Titan, ready to receive the cheers of the entire city.

But it was all for naught; there wasn't a single person there.

Only a flock of seagulls flew in the sky. When they realized that no one had corn or bread, they flew away in disappointment, leaving some snacks on the deck.

"What's going on? Did you not notify us?" Turs questioned.

The subordinate quickly explained, "Of course not, Mr. Turs, you are unaware of this. Mr. Elias and Mr. Mofan arrived earlier. Mr. Elias killed a total of four Silver Moon Titans, and Mr. Mofan found the culprit in Green Sprout City, which was also a Silver Moon Titan of the two-hundred-meter level!"

"What did you say!?"

Turs simply cannot accept reality.

That Elias was one thing, but even Mo Fan, that yellow-skinned monkey, had surpassed him!?

You have to understand, I made a bet with Mo Fan, and I can't back out of it in front of so many people!

"No! No! No! This is fake! This must be fake, I don't believe it! I don't believe it!" Turs roared, like a shrew.

The knights behind them looked relieved, finally free from serving this complaining woman.

At this moment, Xu Fang was enjoying the scene that Turs had imagined, with countless people spontaneously surrounding him and shouting heartfelt words of praise.

A warm current coursed through my body, feeling incredibly comfortable.

This is the right way to unleash the power of faith!

After finally emerging from the sea of ​​people, Xu Fang saw Poseidon and the Great Sage Valentine waiting at the airport.

"Heroic warrior, you deserve all the rewards!"

Valentine looked like a kind elder and gave Xu Fang a warm hug: "Go, go to Goddess Peak, I wish you can get the Holy Soul's approval as you wish!"

Compared to him, Poseidon's expression was quite complicated.

He was just a nobody, someone he wouldn't even glance at, yet he suddenly became a Titan Slayer, a powerhouse among powerhouses, which was somewhat hard for him to accept.

People like to show off in front of others, but if they are the ones being shown off, the experience is not so pleasant.

—There's also a small side reason: Turs is his nephew. His nephew's lack of ambition makes him, as the uncle, lose face.

Whatever comes to mind.

Mo Fan arrived, and Turs, looking like a wronged woman, also arrived. He was about to explode when he saw Xu Fang, but Poseidon glared at him and stopped him.

“Poseidon, your nephew needs to be properly trained, both in terms of strength and, more importantly, in character. His offense against the saintess in Parthenon must be dealt with.”

"I think we should stay on Crete from now on. We can go back when we've become as calm and reserved as Elias and Mofan," Valentine said.

“You…” Turs’ face flushed.

Stay in this godforsaken place?

This coastline has always been a battle zone. The Year of the Titans is not over yet, and countless Titans will continue to appear!

Without Parthenon's mage to command, the thought of having to figure out a way to deal with this savage beast made him so angry he wanted to bang his head against it!

"We got it!"

Poseidon quickly stopped Tulls from making those offensive remarks.

Has this bastard gone mad? How dare he defy the Great Sage? This person's status is on par with the Palace Mother and the Golden Radiance Fighting Official!

If the Tulls family wants to live well and continue to be tied to Parthenon, then they absolutely cannot afford to offend this person!

Xu Fang and Mo Fan ignored the clown and boarded a plane back to Athens.

The two didn't talk much along the way, and Mo Fan and Lingling had no idea that the taciturn Golden Knight was actually the blond guy they knew.

Back at the Parthenon, Mo Fan excitedly ran off to find Ye Xinxia for a tryst.

However, his little scheme was destined to fail, because Ye Xinxia was currently in the main hall with Yi Zhisha, Asha Ruya, and the temple's matriarch.

"Golden Knight Elias, who slew four Silver Moon Titans and several Blue Star Titans in this Year of Titans, has made outstanding contributions and ranks first. He should be chosen by the Holy Soul."

After the temple matriarch finished speaking, she looked at the three holy maidens: "Do any of you three have any objections?"

“I have no objection,” Yi Zhisha said, looking at Xu Fang with a relieved expression.

Xu Fang was initially confused. Why was this old woman looking at him? Did she see his outstanding and profound inner qualities through his ordinary appearance?

However, he quickly realized that the original owner of the account "Ilias" was Yi Zhisha's subordinate, and it was Asha's arrangement on purpose!

As expected, Asha'ruya chimed in, "I have no objection either."

Ok?

Yizhisha frowned, somewhat puzzled by Asha's behavior.

If it were me, even if I didn't take the opportunity to cause trouble, I would definitely say something to annoy the other party.

"What, not used to it?" Asha Ruya turned her head and chuckled, "Should I object?"

"Hmph, what you do has nothing to do with me," Yi Zhisha sneered.

Ye Xinxia was the last to speak, smiling and nodding: "I agree too."

"Since the three saintesses have agreed, let us perform the Holy Soul Ceremony for our warrior in accordance with Parthenon tradition."

The Temple Mother solemnly announced: "The Holy Soul Ceremony will be held in three days, and representatives from the Four Great Temples and various magical forces will attend!"

Chapter 629 The Holy Soul Descends!

Three days later.

The Parthenon, the main hall of Mount Verdon.

Hunter's Alliance, Five Continents Magic Associations, Ocean Alliance...

Temple of Faith, Temple of Judgment, Temple of Knights...

Representatives from various magical forces gathered around the blazing sacred fire, awaiting the arrival of the Holy Soul.

"Have you heard? The one who qualified for the Holy Soul Descent this time was just an ordinary Gold Knight."

"Really? Not even a titled knight?"

"The Silvermoon Titan alone killed four of them. The Parthenon Temple truly lives up to its reputation as an old magical power with a profound foundation. We didn't even know about such a powerful genius."

"This Elias is probably not even thirty-five years old this year. Regardless of whether the Holy Soul is formed or not, contact him immediately after the ceremony!"

Today's focus is undoubtedly on the figure standing in the very center of the hall!

Knight Hall Master Hailong and Golden Glory Battle Officer Norman both looked him up and down. Since neither of them had received any gifts from the Black Dragon Emperor, they couldn't discern Xu Fang's true identity at all.

“This Ilias is just like you, young in age but with a cultivation level that puts some old guys to shame,” Hailong laughed.

"Your use of Chinese idioms is quite good," Norman said casually.

“Even his taciturnity is so similar… Oh, the ceremony is about to begin.”

The sacred fire burned brightly, and the old priest of the temple stood on the high platform:

"Distinguished nobles, valiant warriors, wise scholars, and guests who have traveled from afar, today we gather on this land illuminated by light and glory to witness the birth of a hero!"

"He is the Golden Knight: Elias!"

"In the recent Year of Titan, the safety of all Greece was in danger because of the ancient demon god. It was he who stepped forward and single-handedly killed four Silvermoon Titans!"

"This feat not only won the respect and admiration of the Greek people, but also the unanimous approval of the Mother of the Temple and the three saints!"

"Today, here, with all of you as witnesses, we will grant Elias the qualification to descend and receive the direct blessing of the gods!"

"We are well aware that every attempt is accompanied by risks, but please allow me to emphasize that even though Lord Elias encountered setbacks on his path to the descent of the Holy Soul, his bravery and contributions have long placed him in the highest position in our hearts."

"In the near future, when the curtain rises on the contest of goddesses, Elias's name will undoubtedly be in the first rank!"

The words caused an uproar.

The knights, in particular, all wore expressions of shock and extreme envy.

If the Holy Soul's descent fails, will it still be given priority in the Goddess's contest?

What an honor!

However, there weren't many people who were jealous or resentful. After all, Xu Fang's achievements were of such high quality that they couldn't be explained by luck alone, and they couldn't imitate them even if they wanted to.

"Ilias, are you ready to receive the blessing?" the old priest asked.

Xu Fang stepped forward, his face solemn: "I swear in the name of the knight and Elias that I will serve the Parthenon Temple to the death. If I break this oath, I shall be stripped of my knighthood!"

"let's start."

The old priest paid respects to the temple goddesses on the altar, then stepped aside.