Full-Time Magister: The Failed Knight, But the Dark Angel

Chapter 240 Mu Ningwei's Revenge

As Mu Ningwei threw the stone of sin, Asha Ruya couldn't help but ask:

"Ning Wei, I think Yi Zhisha definitely has something to rely on; she's too confident."

Mu Ningwei nodded. "Yes, you're right."

After Lind threw the Sin Stone.

Asha Ruya couldn't help but exclaim, "Ning Wei, something's not right! Didn't Lin De support Yi Zhi Sha? Could it be that he didn't betray the Temple Mother, and this is all part of the Temple Mother's conspiracy?"

Mu Ningwei: "Yes, you're right."

Asharuya looked at Pamishi with a serious expression.

Pamis's expressionless face was taken as a sign of her having anticipated this scene and she immediately became extremely wary.

Having returned with great power, Izusa has already obtained six Sin Stones and has been betrayed by Linde; she is doomed.

Pamis defeated Izusa so easily. Was her proposal of the Dark Judgment also within her expectations?

Asariya was on high alert.

The Dark Judgment did not stop because of Azharia's thoughts.

As the six judges of the Parthenon threw their stones of sin, the six judges of the Holy City also threw their stones of sin.

Thus, the result of the Dark Judgment was revealed.

The twelve sin stones will judge Izusa's guilt!

Raphael couldn't help but exclaim in amazement:

"It has been so many years since we last witnessed the Dark Judgment, in which all twelve Sin Stones passed through. Today's events are worthy of being recorded in the annals of the Holy City."

Mu Ningwei smiled and said, "That's enough to be recorded in the temple's history."

Raphael glanced sideways at his future colleague.

The judges he brought were all at Uriel's behest, which is why they cast the guilty black stones.

Parthenon's six members, and even Lind, the representative chosen by Izusa, all threw the guilty black stone.

It is evident that Mu Ningwei managed to reach a consensus among the entire temple's leadership.

Even more terrifying is that Izusa confidently accepted the dark judgment!

Raphael could not fathom how Mu Ningwei had managed to do this.

Just how terrifying is Mu Ningwei's control over the Parthenon?

If he returns to the Holy City, could it end the centuries-long feud between the Holy City and the Parthenon, allowing the two powers to unite as one and rule the world together?

Raphael finally understood why Uriel valued Muninwei's request so much, even going so far as to send him as an envoy to Parthenon.

This control over Parthenon is something the entire Holy City should take seriously!

If that's the case, after Mu Ningwei returns to the Holy City, will he be a spy loyal to Parthenon, or an archangel loyal to the Holy City?

Raphael's reverie was suddenly interrupted by a question tinged with amusement.

Yi Zhisha smiled gently at Mu Ningwei:

"Ning Wei, is this a dream, or rather, an illusion?"

Mu Ningwei shook his head. "It's true. You're about to be judged by darkness."

"Just like when you killed Wen Tai."

—Although Wen Tai brought this upon himself back then.

Neither of these siblings are normal; let them both enter the Shadow Dimension and have a happy reunion in the Underworld.

The mortal realm doesn't need such heaven-defying people.

When Yi Zhisha heard Mu Ningwei's denial, the smile on her face gradually disappeared. Suddenly, she felt very dizzy. Looking at the dark mud pool that the ceremony was about to bloom, which enveloped her, she thought about her life these past few days.

She was happy every day and looked forward to it every day.

Although she had to endure humiliation every day and lower herself to please Mu Ningwei, she did it all willingly. Even serving Mu Ningwei by washing his feet and cooking for him made her happy.

Because Mu Ningwei will help her become a goddess.

It was Mu Ningwei who suggested using the Dark Judgment to help her cleanse her stain.

It was Mu Ningwei who tricked her into the trap of the Dark Judgment, leading her to her death.

Yi Zhisha flipped back to look at it again, washing away the happy filter of her past life. Thinking that she had actually abandoned her dignity and self-respect for Mu Ningwei, who would kill her, deceive her, and hate her, she couldn't help but kneel on the ground and dry heave.

The icy chill of despair lashed at my limbs;

The fury of betrayal seared his body;

The dull knife of deception scrapes against my heart;

The unbearable experience slowly tortures the soul...

"Uh...no, that's not it—"

"Hahaha, ahahaha, it's all fake! It's all fake!"

Yizhi Sha knelt in the dark mud, her hands gripping her face tightly, her sharp nails tearing ten bloody gashes into her exquisite features, making her appear almost crazed.

"You've all conspired to deceive me, to laugh at me, haven't you?"

"You're the ones who pinned this blame on me, you're the ones who clipped my wings, you're the ones who tricked me into giving you hope and happiness... Hahaha, I'm such a fool, such an idiot!"

"If you have such power, why didn't you just kill me in the first place? Why make me suffer like this! Why did you have to do this to me?!"

Izusa's hysterical roar.

The ritual of the Dark Judgment has begun. A vortex leading to the Dark Dimension has opened on the ground. The Greek god of death, draped in black cloth, appears behind Izusa, wielding his dark scythe high to reap the souls of those being judged.

Yi Zhisha was completely unafraid of death. She felt like a clown, believing everything Mu Ningwei said, and under his scheme, she was to meet her death in the ugliest way.

She frantically questioned, knowing her death was imminent. Her pupils were numb, and she did not expect any answers, for she knew she was going to die, and the Greek god of death would not linger because of her will.

But Mu Ning had nothing to say.

So he spoke to the Greek god of death, "Please wait a moment before killing Izusa."

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Why would the mighty Greek god of death obey the orders of a mere child?

It ignored Mu Ningwei and brandished its sickle—

Crunch, crunch, crunch, crunch!

The cold, icy eyes of the Greek god of death opened in the sky, and at that moment, the god of death felt the fear of death.

Even under the ritual of being blessed by the twelve Sin Stones, it still had no power to resist, its body frozen into a statue from the inside out by the radiant cold.

Wearing a black veil, with a tall figure and smooth silver hair, Qin Yu'er walked in as if she had stepped out of a painting. She exuded an extremely terrifying coldness, making those who felt it tremble with fear.

What a powerful forbidden spell mage!

When did such a powerful figure appear at the Parthenon?!

Ignoring the many gazes, Qin Yu'er walked behind Mu Ningwei and said calmly:

"The boss asked you to wait a moment."

The frozen Greek Grim Reaper: "..."

Everyone stared at Mu Ningwei in utter astonishment.

Such a powerful forbidden spell was unleashed, all because of a single sentence from Mu Ningwei!?

Izusa stared blankly, dumbfounded.

Mu Ningwei smiled and looked down at Yi Zhisha, "You're right, you really are an idiot."

"If you had assisted Wen Tai when he was alive, you would have been a secure position as the palace matriarch."

"When Wen Tai abdicates, whether it's Xin Xia or Asha Ruya who inherits the position of Goddess, you, as their aunt, will still be the Temple Mother."

"Perhaps later, if we have a lovely daughter, you will still be the Queen Mother."

"You had the unshakeable second-in-command position within your grasp, yet you didn't care. You even went so far as to harm your brother and launch a purge against us, all for the sake of becoming a goddess—don't you even know if you're worthy?"

Mu Ningwei clapped, "Thank you for your wonderful performance. I have finally vented all the anger I felt when you bullied me."

"So, go to hell, Inosuke."

Ice-cold eyes disappeared from the sky.

The Greek god of death thawed and looked at Mu Ningwei and Qin Yu'er in horror.

Mu Ningwei glanced at it, "Carry out your mission."

The Greek god of death immediately swung his scythe at Izusa.

Izusa's eyes were empty and filled with despair. The scythe ripped out her soul, and darkness swallowed her body.

The Greek god of death dared not linger and quickly hid in the dark dimension.

"Clap clap clap clap clap!!!"

Pamis clapped enthusiastically, "Ning Wei, I really enjoyed this show."

Linde clapped, Hailong clapped, Ye Xinxia clapped, and Raphael clapped.

So everyone clapped, offering the most enthusiastic applause amidst the shock, and all turned to look at Mu Ningwei's triumphant face.

Asha Riya was stunned.

"Ning Wei, so all of this was your doing."

Mu Ning glanced at Ye Xinxia's smiling, adorable face and nodded slightly, "You can understand it that way."

Asha'ruya exclaimed joyfully, "That's wonderful, Ning Wei! You've avenged our childhood, so you still support me after all!"

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(End of this chapter)