Full-Time Magister: Cosmic Bully? Exposed by the Sky Curtain

The moment the Nine-fold Thunder Blade struck, Inosa thought she was going to die.

That cut was too close.

She was so close that she could see every flickering arc of electricity on the blade.

But in the end, she did not die.

The ten golden knights pounced at almost the same time.

He shielded her from the fatal blow of the lightning blade.

boom--!

Lightning exploded.

Golden fragments of armor scattered and flew through the air.

Blood gushed from their mouths.

They landed on the ground and rolled for more than ten meters before stopping.

Not moving at all.

Five of the Golden Knights died on the spot!

The remaining five Golden Knights were struck by the aftershocks of the Thunder Blade.

His armor was shattered, his flesh was mangled, and he knelt on one knee, panting heavily.

Lu Feng hovered in the air, the lightning on the Blood Shadow Battle Blade in his hand slowly dissipating.

He looked down at the five corpses on the ground, his expression unchanged.

"What a loyal dog!" he said casually.

Izusa lay sprawled on the ground in a disheveled state.

His entire body was scorched and burned by lightning.

That usually dignified and unapproachable face was now filled with horror and disbelief.

These ten golden knights are the most elite guards of the Parthenon.

Each one of them is a top-tier expert among super-level mages.

In the blink of an eye.

Half of them were dead, and the other half were seriously injured!

"Get up...get up, all of you!" Izusa's voice trembled as she looked down at the Golden Knights lying on the ground and roared.

The remaining five Golden Knights struggled to their feet.

They strained with all their might, propped themselves up, and staggered to Yizhisha's side.

Then, he spread his arms and used his broken body to shield her.

Five people stood in a row.

They used their bodies to build the last line of defense.

Their faces showed no fear, no hesitation, only an almost fanatical loyalty.

"Goddess... hurry..." The leading golden knight's voice was hoarse.

These are all Yizhisha's most loyal supporters.

Even though he was covered in wounds, he still used his last bit of strength to protect her.

Lu Feng watched this scene and remained silent for a moment.

then.

He raised the Blood Shadow Battle Blade in his hand.

He said firmly:

"Today, I am determined to take Izusa's life!"

Yi Zhisha suddenly raised her head and stared intently at Lu Feng.

The voice carried an almost hysterical anger:

"I am the representative goddess of the Parthenon!"

"None of you in the entire country dare to touch me!"

"You... what right do you have to kill me?!"

Lu Feng smiled contemptuously and said coldly:

"With the knife in my hand."

He raised the Blood Shadow Battle Blade, and lightning flashed on its blade once more.

The Golden Knights exchanged glances and quickly constructed a star palace.

It's clear they'd risk their lives to protect Izusa.

Lu Feng looked down at the few Golden Knights, a hint of impatience flashing in his eyes.

"A good dog doesn't block the way."

The words fell.

Knife up and down.

A flash of lightning followed.

The leading golden knight froze instantly, a charred knife wound appearing on his chest, piercing through his body.

Then it slowly fell down.

He died cleanly and decisively.

Seeing this, Izusa finally broke down.

"Madman...madman..." She staggered back two steps, turned and ran, "You're a madman—!"

She ran away in a very disheveled state.

She lacked poise and dignity, and did not resemble the Parthenon's representative goddess in any way.

They didn't even have the courage to look back.

"Stop him! Stop him!" she screamed as she ran.

The remaining Golden Knights gritted their teeth and unleashed a variety of magnificent super-level spells.

Lu Feng's voice came from behind her, unhurried, like the footsteps of death.

"You old hag, prepare to die."

Izusa's legs went weak, and she almost fell to the ground.

She turned around and saw that Lu Feng had already raised the Blood Shadow Battle Blade in his hand, lightning flashing on the blade, and was slashing straight at her.

The bolt of lightning drew ever closer in her eyes.

There's no escaping it!

Izusa closed her eyes.

however.

The lightning bolt did not strike her.

boom--!

A terrifying pressure suddenly descended from the sky.

A loud bang followed.

A powerful force descended from the sky, forcefully blocking Lu Feng's strike.

Lu Feng's blade stopped in mid-air.

A figure descended from the sky and landed steadily in front of Izusa.

Followed by.

A fiery hand gripped Lu Feng's Blood Shadow Battle Blade.

The flames on that hand seemed to be formed from celestial seeds.

It actually blocked Lu Feng's blade.

"That's enough!"

Lu Feng frowned and looked at the person who had come.

now.

Hua Zhanhong stood before him, holding his Blood Shadow Battle Blade in his hand, his face filled with solemnity.

When Yizhi opened her eyes and saw the figure in front of her, she was stunned for a moment.

Then, as if grasping at a straw, they scrambled backward to hide.

Followed by.

Hua Zhanhong released his grip, took a step back, and stood in front of Yi Zhisha, his gaze fixed on Lu Feng.

He said in a deep voice:

"You've killed quite a few people today."

"Let her go."

"I, Hua Zhanhong, guarantee the safety of you and your family and friends."

"This is for your own good, and it's also for the good of China."

……

Izusa escaped unscathed.

"This is for your own good, and it's also for the good of China."

……

Izusa escaped unscathed.

She ran frantically for an unknown amount of time.

Panting heavily, his pace finally slowed down.

"Let's calculate the time..."

"Hailong... Hailong and the others should be arriving soon..."

Yizhisha raised her head and looked towards the distant horizon.

We eagerly await the arrival of the Parthenon's top-tier combat forces.

Once they arrive, she will be completely safe.

"Lu Feng..."

"When the time comes, I will make you and the entire country of China pay the price."

Yi Zhisha gritted her teeth, her tone icy, a hint of resentment flashing in her eyes.

then.

She straightened her disheveled robes and resumed her haughty demeanor.

Sudden.

A red figure appeared silently.

He appeared before her.

Yizhisha abruptly stopped in her tracks.

Her pupils suddenly contracted, and her expression tensed up again.

That's a woman.

She was dressed in red, as red as blood.

Her long hair was draped over her shoulders.

Those eyes were beautiful, but at this moment, they held no warmth, only a chilling killing intent.

A night breeze blew by, and her red dress fluttered gently.

For no apparent reason, Yi Zhisha broke out in a cold sweat.

"Who are you?" she asked, instinctively taking a step back.

The woman in red didn't move; she just watched her quietly.

His gaze was chilling.

"An avenger." She paused slightly. "Today, he comes to avenge the Holy Son Wen Tai."

Izusa's face turned deathly pale instantly.

Wentai.

The Holy Son of the Parthenon.

Her brother.

The man who once stood atop the Parthenon, revered by thousands, ultimately died in the power struggles within the temple.

And Yizhisha was a key participant in that conspiracy.

"You...you are..." Yi Zhisha's voice trembled.

The woman in red did not answer.

She simply raised her right hand slowly.

He merely raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a cold smile.

"According to the original plan, you should have lived for at least another six months."

"But today's opportunity is once in a lifetime and can save the Black Vatican a lot of trouble."

"Therefore... please atone for Wen Tai's sins!"