Full-Time Magister: Dark Throne

"Thump, thump!"

Two short knocks followed by one long knock sounded from outside the door.

"Enter."

A detached voice came from inside the door.

"Your Majesty, all the information you asked us to gather has been collected."

The bartender pushed open the door, lowered his head, and walked in, not daring to look He An in the eye.

"Please take a look." He bowed and presented a stack of paper documents before turning and leaving.

"Phew~"

He An exhaled a long breath and crushed the magic stone in his hand, which had lost its energy and become dim.

Several months have passed since he became the king of this vampire clan.

During this time, he led the vampires to conquer territories in the dark world of Shanghai while simultaneously using the captured resources to cultivate his skills.

In addition, with the three-step tower training time allocated to him each month as the chief of the Shadow faction, and the Star River Magic Artifact, his cultivation progressed rapidly.

His Shadow skill has now reached the advanced level 2, and his Poison skill has reached the intermediate level 2.

Only the Necromancer faction remains in its previous state.

He An extended his right hand, and from the darkness, a hand covered in dark purple armor handed over the intelligence gathered by the vampires.

"The Black Dragon Gang is secretly smuggling magical items through a certain councilor's connections..."

"Company XX uses charity as a cover to secretly traffic people..."

"The Jinling vampires suspect that something has happened to the Shanghai vampires and are trying to make a quick buck here."

"Members of the Black Vatican have gathered in Shanghai, suspected of planning something big. Investigations have revealed that the leader is a blue-clad deacon. The gathering locations are an abandoned factory on the banks of the Huangpu River and a high-end bar in the city center."

He An's gaze swept across the information in the documents, and he made judgments and decisions in his mind very quickly.

He frowned as his gaze lingered on the last piece of information.

"The Black Vatican?"

He An took out his phone and started calculating the time.

If He An remembers correctly, this should be an event from the original novel.

The Black Vatican sent personnel to retrieve the Sacred Spring from Mo Fan's possession, in order to prevent it from affecting Salang's subsequent plans for the ancient capital.

The black-clad priest leading the group was none other than Mo Fan's old nemesis, Yu Ang, and this beast was also responsible for one of the most unfortunate events in the original work:

The deaths of Xu Zhaoting and his girlfriend Zhang Lulu.

"It's already in the last few days?" He An frowned slightly as he looked at the numbers on his phone.

I didn't expect that being so engrossed in cultivation during this time would almost cause me to miss important events in the original story. I must pay more attention in the future.

"Andrei!" He An shook the bell on his left.

"king."

A burly vampire with a distinctly Russian style appeared at the door and bowed respectfully to He An.

They were originally Russian vampires who conducted arms deals in the underworld, and these deals did not involve China.

But after He An casually attacked him when he passed through Shanghai two months ago, he decisively chose to join He An's ranks.

"Take your men and handle these matters, just like before. Keep everything that's left behind in our pockets, and then have a team keep an eye on those rats of the Black Vatican."

He An slapped the stack of documents into Andrei's arms without explaining anything further.

Having followed him for two months, Andrei knew exactly what his king wanted him to do.

To exaggerate a bit, now, as soon as He An raises his hand, Andrei knows what he's going to do, what he'll eat, and who he's going to kill!

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The two-meter-tall, robust vampire bowed his head in response, his muscles bulging, and his rugged face was full of a ferocious smile.

He couldn't wait to tear the king's enemies to shreds!

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Late at night, on the banks of the Huangpu River.

The swaying neon lights cast a long, luminous shadow on the river.

As the water sways, it seems to be swimming.

Several black, deformed shadows darted across the riverbank, their stench, like that of excrement, instantly ruining the beautiful scenery.

Behind the shadowy figure were five figures dressed in gray.

"Grey Four, you stay outside," the gray-clad leader said.

"yes!"

One of the men in gray responded, and the remaining three followed the leader into the dilapidated factory not far away.

The gray-clad men in the factory were busily setting up a trap, waiting for Mo Fan to step into it.

Outside the factory, two figures were quietly approaching.

"Zhaoting, it stinks here!"

Xu Zhaoting's girlfriend, Zhang Lulu, covered her nose.

The dilapidated factory here is probably used to recycle inferior meat products, and the whole place reeks of meat.

In addition, the stench emanating from those black beast demons, which resembled feces, was unbearable for most people.

"Lulu, you stay here, I'll go in and check."

Xu Zhaoting, dressed in purple, stared intently at the factory's tightly closed gate.

"If I'm not out in ten minutes, leave immediately and tell Dean Xiao and the trial committee this address! Understand?"

Xu Zhaoting turned around, grabbed Zhang Lulu's shoulders, and solemnly instructed her.

Although thanks to He An's intervention, Xu Zhaoting's family did not die in the Bo City disaster.

Having witnessed the horrific scene firsthand, Xu Zhaoting still added the Black Vatican to his list of enemies.

"Zhaoting, what's in there? Why are you so concerned? Can't you just not go?"

Startled by Xu Zhaoting's sudden sternness, Zhang Lulu's eyes began to well up with tears, and she asked urgently.

She always felt like she was about to lose something, and felt empty inside.

"There are some things that have to be done. If I don't come back, remember to tell He An and Mo Fan what happened here. They are far more capable than me."

Xu Zhaoting shook his head and continued to give instructions.

When He An and Mo Fan were mentioned, a hint of envy appeared in his eyes.

After saying this, Xu Zhaoting turned around and slowly slipped into the processing plant.

His second elemental awakening was wind, which granted him considerable mobility.

This is also what gave him the confidence to come in and investigate.

Xu Zhaoting sneaked in through a broken window above the factory and stood on the steel bars, looking down.

"They really are the beasts of the Black Vatican!" Xu Zhaoting said angrily.

"One, two, three, four... why does it seem like one is missing?"

Xu Zhaoting looked down at the four gray-clad figures with a puzzled expression. He clearly remembered that five gray-clad figures had come to this dilapidated factory together.

"Are you looking for me?" A cold voice, carrying a chilling aura, came from behind.

"Thunder Seal - Wrathful Strike!"

Xu Zhaoting reacted very quickly, and a bolt of lightning appeared in his palm.

The lightning transformed into fine purple arcs and shot straight toward the suddenly appearing man in gray.

Unlike those magic students who only know how to improve their cultivation, Xu Zhaoting, who survived the bloodbath in Bocheng, has truly experienced life-and-death struggles!

"Lightning element, that's the target! Charge!"

The leader, Gray One, looked at the purple lightning appearing on the steel bars and roared at the three people beside him.

At his command, a swarm of black beasts burst forth from the corner of the dilapidated factory, surrounding Xu Zhaoting on the steel bars.

"Boom!!!"

A thunderous explosion rang out along with Xu Zhaoting's scream.

"Zhao Ting!"

Zhang Lulu stood outside the factory, gritting her teeth, ready to rush in and help her boyfriend.

Just as she was about to push open the factory gate, an arm wearing a black windbreaker blocked her way.

"Please wait a moment."

He An looked at her, a gentle smile appearing on his lips.

Behind him, five pillar-like Russian vampires dressed in black leather swaggered into the factory with the king.

"Damn it! How dare you ruin our important plans!"

The gray-robed leader kicked Xu Zhaoting in the face, which was bleeding, breaking his nose and causing him to groan in pain.

"Boss, we're almost there. The priest has ordered us to take this man away."

Gray Four put down the communicator in his hand and said in a very flustered manner.

The mission failed. Who knows what kind of punishment that cruel priest will inflict on them?

"Boss, the Black Demon smelled another person outside, it seems to be this kid's girlfriend. Should we bring her back to the priest for atonement?"

Gray Three stood next to Gray One and whispered.

Just as Gray opened his mouth to say something, a dark purple blade pierced through his throat.

Gray Three's expression changed, and he tried to escape, but when he turned around, he bumped into a black leather wall.

With just a gentle squeeze, Gray Three's head exploded like a watermelon, spilling red juice all over the ground.

"what!"

Screams erupted in the factory in an instant, and then subsided just as quickly.

Five burly vampire men emerged from the shadows, each carrying the head of a gray-clad cultist or a black beast demon.

"Congratulations!"

Xu Zhaoting looked at the figure that had suddenly barged in with surprise.

"Sorry I'm late, but I think you should learn your lesson."

He An reached out and helped Xu Zhaoting up, smiling and joking.

If He An hadn't known the original plot, Xu Zhaoting would most likely have caused his girlfriend to die at Yu Ang's hands, just like in the original story.

"Your Majesty, the blue-clad figures of the Black Vatican have appeared."

Andrei walked up behind He An and whispered.

"Okay, lead the way."

He An nodded, turned and walked out of the factory, getting into the luxury car parked outside.

"Take this money and go to the hospital to get it checked out. A fracture can cause problems if left untreated for too long."

Andrei took out a wad of cash from his pocket and handed it to Xu Zhaoting, then turned and jogged to the car.

He got into the car with great skill, started the engine, and slightly adjusted the rearview mirror and seat, diligently driving for the king.