Full-Time Magister: I Am the Shadow King

Chapter 70 The Black Vatican's Target is the Abyss of Evil

The dark clouds dispersed in the blink of an eye, and rays of sunlight shone through, reflecting off the rain-soaked ground and creating sparkling spots.

After a long journey of half a day, the group finally arrived at Huacun. But as soon as they crossed a small hill, a towering wind came into view.

Even more shockingly, despite it being afternoon, many undead were already scattered around Huacun Village.

"Holy crap, how can undead appear in broad daylight?!"

In contrast to the shock of the crowd, Cheng Xiaoyu immediately assessed the situation and said...

"Those undead are attacking the villagers, save them quickly!"

Upon hearing this, everyone rushed down and used their magic to kill all the undead.

"monkey!"

At this moment, Mo Fan spotted Zhang Xiaohou, and his face instantly lit up with excitement as he rushed over.

Judging from his blank expression, he didn't recognize any familiar faces, so it was determined that he had amnesia.

The morning light was still veiled by dark clouds, and when it fell on the village, it was dim and unclear.

The rain has stopped, but the clouds haven't dispersed, lingering above this salty land all day long.

In the small house in the center of Huacun, everyone gathered together, looking at the bewildered Zhang Xiaohou.

Cheng Xiaoyu stared intently at Zhang Xiaohou, feeling a very strange sensation about him, along with a certain aura—

"He Yu, take off Zhang Xiaohou's shirt."

He Yu looked puzzled, but still skillfully took off Zhang Xiaohou's shirt. The next second, however, she was shocked by what she saw.

"Oh my god!"

In an instant, a black, centipede-like mark appeared clearly on Zhang Xiaohou's arm, as if it were embedded in his flesh, looking extremely ferocious!

"Forgetful insects?!"

Upon seeing the scene before her, Asha Ruya was the first to exclaim in surprise, her beautiful eyes widening as she stared at the strange centipede on Zhang Xiaohou's body!

A black, venomous thread, like a worm's silk, stretched from his wrist to his shoulder, then down to the back of his neck, and finally disappeared into the back of his head.

The others were also stunned. They hadn't even noticed that there was a black centipede inside Zhang Xiaohou's body. This black centipede had been lurking for who knows how long and was already as thick as a thumb. How terrifying it must be for such a thing to be inside a human body!

What is a "forgetful insect"?

Hearing what Asha Ruya said, Mo Fan came to his senses and quickly asked.

"This Forget-Me-Not Worm is a kind of mind-based worm that devours important memories deep within a person's heart. If the person who has been infected with the Forget-Me-Not Worm is able to remember everything that happened one day, it means that his death is imminent. No wonder he has forgotten some things."

"What?!"

When Asha's solemn words were spoken, everyone present changed their expressions and exclaimed in surprise.

"If Zhang Xiaohou regains his memories—"

Upon hearing this, Su Xiaoluo covered her gaping mouth and looked at Zhang Xiaohou with a face full of shock.

"The more fully he recovers, the closer he is to death. Perhaps the medication you used on him contained something that inhibited the growth of this Forgetfulness Worm; otherwise, the Forgetfulness Worm would have killed him long ago. This is a vicious method combining mental and curse techniques!"

Upon hearing this, He Yu glanced at Zhang Xiaohou with concern before asking somewhat nervously.

"Then—can you cure the forgetfulness bug in Xiao Hou's head?"

"I have no choice."

Under the expectant gazes of everyone, Asha'ruya shook her head apologetically and spoke earnestly.

"However, I think after you return to the ancient capital, you can go and find Han Ji, the president of the Clock Tower Magic Association. He is a super-level healing mage, so he should be able to solve the problem."

She then turned her gaze to Cheng Xiaoyu and said solemnly.

"The Forget-Insect is a tactic of the Black Vatican. Your friend must have discovered something, but I'm curious why he hasn't taken action against it. Why not be bolder? He must have come into contact with a core secret."

Cheng Xiaoyu naturally understood this principle and nodded, never expecting that the clue would be on Zhang Xiaohou.

Everyone present was completely bewildered. From what they had just heard, they learned that Zhang Xiaohou had been infected with the Forgetfulness Worm because he had discovered some secret of the Black Vatican, which had caused him to be in this state.

The Black Vatican—could it be that they intend to take action against the ancient capital?!

In the villagers' vote, most people planned to leave the village and go to the ancient capital.

Cheng Xiaoyu remained noncommittal about the decision made by Mu Bai and the others, finding it baffling.

Do you really think that a few mid-level mages can safely transport more than a hundred people to the ancient capital?

The destruction of Yangyang Village and the attack on Huacun by the undead must be the work of a mastermind. There may be danger on the way.

Well, we're going back together anyway, so if there's any danger, I'll try my best to help out.

"Xiao Yu, I still have some things to take care of, let's part ways here."

Asha's Ya, who had disappeared for a while, came over, ready to say goodbye and leave.

"Do you need my help?"

Asha Ruya shook her head. She still needed to discuss with Ye Chang how to handle this matter later, so how could she let Cheng Xiaoyu come along?

"Okay, then be careful."

"By the way, although your friend was given the amnesia bug, I don't think he really has amnesia; he's just pretending."

Cheng Xiaoyu paused for a moment, then nodded thoughtfully.

"Okay, I understand."

After parting ways with Asha's sister, the saintess, Cheng Xiaoyu and his group set off with the villagers.

This season is already characterized by short days and long nights, and with the addition of overcast skies, the deathly atmosphere becomes even more rampant.

The daytime was used for traveling, but as night approached, a place to spend the night was needed, since the presence of more than a hundred people was enough to drive the undead mad.

Fortunately, the journey went very smoothly without any danger. Cheng Xiaoyu believed that the mastermind behind the scenes felt it was not going to succeed and chose to wait and see.

Upon arriving safely in the ancient capital, Cheng Xiaoyu immediately took Zhang Xiaohou to the Clock Tower Magic Association, where Zhu Meng was already waiting.

Furthermore, Han Ji, the president of the Magic Association, was present, and even Zhang Xiaohou's superior, Fei Jiao, was there. It seems that Zhu Meng summoned them after receiving news of Cheng Xiaoyu.

After introducing themselves, Cheng Xiaoyu spoke to Zhang Xiaohou.

"You don't have amnesia, do you? Or are you just pretending?"

Knowing he had been discovered, Zhang Xiaohou confessed that he suspected the Black Vatican was involved in the incident in Huacun, which was why he had pretended to have amnesia.

The moment the Forget-Me-Not's true form was revealed, the shock on the three people's faces intensified. Han Ji was the first to step forward to examine the disgusting and bizarre centipede, and his expression gradually became serious.

"This Forget-Me-Not Worm has already taken shape, and it is quite difficult to kill. Even I need some time to completely eliminate it. It seems that you have really heard or seen the secrets of the Black Vatican."

"How could this happen—"

Upon hearing this, Fei Jiao and Zhu Meng's expressions also became very grave. They both knew the effects of the Forget-Me-Not insect and couldn't help but worry.

"As long as we can eliminate the forgetfulness bugs, that's fine."

Zhang Xiaohou was quite happy, at least he knew that the forgetfulness worms on his body could be removed and wouldn't cause any harm to his health.

He tried hard to recall, but the pain from the forgetful insects kept coming, making it impossible for him to remember that memory.

"I can't recall the specifics, but the Black Vatican definitely has some designs on Sha Yuan."

"How could the undead appear during the day? And—could the Black Church really control the Abyss?!"

Zhu Meng realized the purpose of his visit: it was to keep Sha Yuan getting closer to the ancient capital. This made sense.

Cheng Xiaoyu also recalled the Sha Yuan he encountered at the North Corner of Zhuoyuan. It turned out that the Black Church had already started back then.

"Thank you for your contributions to the ancient capital. I can't imagine what kind of crisis we would have faced if we hadn't received this news!"

Han Ji said gratefully to the two of them, knowing that at least they had time to prepare and wouldn't be at a loss.

"No need, it's what we should do."

Zhang Xiaohou scratched his head, while Cheng Xiaoyu, standing beside him, frowned and spoke up.

"I suggest this matter be carried out discreetly. There are definitely Black Vatican infiltrates among the high-ranking officials in the ancient capital. It's best to proceed with caution."

"it is good."