Full-Time Magister: Dark Throne

The capabilities of the righteous forces in the original work are evident to all.

Mo Fan always had to step forward and turn the tide only when things were at their most desperate, while the powerful figures outside the incident seemed completely unaware of the disaster unfolding somewhere.

But after the event ends, one powerful figure after another will emerge.

Perhaps Mo Fan's protagonist aura played a part, but He An still couldn't trust them in this kind of matter.

"I'm sorry, this bone bottle is more suitable in my hands than in yours."

He An tossed the white bone bottle into his spatial bracelet and patted the sand that had accidentally gotten on his hands.

Bai Xiaofei didn't move, but frowned and looked at He An, asking in a deep voice:

"May I ask who you are?"

"Mingzhu Academy, He An."

He An looked directly into Bai Xiaofei's eyes and replied calmly.

For military officers who also hold high positions, there is no need to conceal their identities.

"Ah! It's you!" Bai Xiaofei suddenly realized. "Both Han Junshou and Zhan Kong have mentioned you to me."

"South Korean military leader?"

Upon seeing yet another name he had never heard of, He An couldn't help but ask.

"The South Korean commander!?" Some people were even more surprised than He An.

"Has the South Korean military chief mentioned him to you?"

The old man with the goatee, who had just been stroking his beard, excitedly yanked out two of his whiskers.

"You mean that 'Scarface Killer' Han Jun mentioned him to you?"

The old man with the goatee pointed at He An in disbelief. After receiving an affirmative answer, he became even more gloomy and slumped to the ground, drawing circles on his face.

"What's wrong with him? Shouldn't Commander Han be the commander of the Western Army? Is he also paying attention to me?" He An asked Bai Xiaofei.

Hua Zhanhong, who appears frequently in the original work, is the leader of the Southern Army and the leader of the Zhenguo Army. The leader of the Eastern Army is Jiang Shaoxu's father, and the leader of the Northern Army is Ai Tutu's grandfather.

This left only the Western Army Commander, whose name was unknown, among the four military commands in the east, west, south, and north.

"Ignore him. He just didn't expect you to be so accomplished at such a young age." Bai Xiaofei waved his hand and continued, "Han Zonghan is indeed the commander of the Western Army, and has always been in charge of the defense against demons in the five northwestern provinces."

"As for paying attention to you."

Bai Xiaofei suddenly smiled mysteriously at this point.

"If he weren't no match for the Chinese commander, he would have already applied to have you report to the Western Military Region!"

Upon hearing Bai Xiaofei's words, the old man with the goatee who had been eavesdropping started drawing circles even faster, muttering to himself incessantly:

"I was here first."

Standing beside him, He An heard the whisper clearly and asked with a twitching smile:

"Who exactly is this person?"

Her magical cultivation and age seem quite high, yet she acts like a heartbroken young wife.

"Lu She, a five-star hunter master, wants to become Han Junshou's apprentice, but Han Junshou has always disliked him." Bai Xiaofei shook his head and said helplessly.

He had been bothered by this matter for a long time, and the reason he was able to call Lu She here today was precisely because he had promised to help him become an apprentice.

"His earth-elemental cultivation is indeed very powerful, and he meets the criteria for Han Junshou to accept a disciple, but..."

Bai Xiaofei let out a long sound, while simultaneously pointing a finger at his head:

Upon seeing this, He An immediately understood.

It turned out to be the case.

Just as the two were talking, a huge sandstorm swept up from the northeast of the distant ruins.

At the same time, the grayish-white stone in He An's hand also began to get hot.

"Not good!" Bai Xiaofei's expression suddenly changed.

The ferocious demon he sensed in front of the ruins had weakened, and in its place was another monster whose aura was rising steadily!

In just a few breaths, the monster became so strong that it seemed it could swat him like a fly.

"Supreme Lord!"

Despite the sudden increase in wind pressure, Bai Xiaofei gritted his teeth and spoke each word clearly.

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"My king, why?"

The young man with the straight nose whom He An had met was now standing in the center of the storm, gazing blankly at the figure shrouded in golden-green poisonous mist in mid-air.

"King? I am the Dark King of the Dark Dimension! Not the king of your worthless, dilapidated little country!"

The sound emanating from the golden-green poisonous fog was no longer the hoarse and shrill one that He An had heard before, but rather a faint and deadly sound with the texture of poisonous fog.

"Just at the sub-Emperor level?" The person in the poisonous fog, whose strength had stopped increasing, was somewhat dissatisfied. "As expected, the remaining fragment can only reach this level."

It turned and looked at the straight nose standing motionless on the ground, and asked:

"Where is what that human left behind?"

The man in the poisonous fog spoke with a mixture of nostalgia and mockery.

It once fought a human wearing black armor in this ruin, but was eventually banished and sealed away due to the rules of the plane.

A fragment of authority was taken by the man in black robes and left in the ruins.

Time has proven it right; given the short lifespan of humans, the man in the black robes has probably already turned into dust in some grave.

"Is this what you're looking for?"

A young voice struck the center of the massive sandstorm like a bolt from the blue.

The golden-green poisonous fog surrounding the person in the poisonous fog instantly spread throughout the entire sandstorm area.

But aside from turning the prominent bridge of his nose into a pus-filled mess, he gained nothing.

"I'm asking you, is this what you're looking for?"

A steady figure parted the golden-green poisonous fog as if lifting a veil, revealing a young and handsome face.

How is that possible?

How could someone as powerful as myself, who roams the dark planes, be so easily manipulated by a young man?

The King of Corruption, shrouded in golden-green poisonous mist, was puzzled.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!!"

"Buzz!!!"

The King of Corruption leaped back and forth in the poisonous fog, and on his last leap, he came up behind He An.

A withered, bony claw, seeping with an unidentified golden-green liquid, pierced He An's back.

Completely unprepared, He An vanished as a shadow, leaving behind a dark purple spatial vortex.

Within the vortex, there were howls of demonic wolves and long cries of birds; and from the depths of the abyss, there were roars of monsters clad in a hundred-eyed garment.

It turned out to be a gateway to the world of shadows!

The King of Corruption wanted to stop, but it was too late!

The Shadow Gate suddenly unleashed a powerful suction force, pulling it completely into it.

"Look, you're in such a hurry again!"

The King of the Corrupting Mist quickly regained his sight.

On the dark purple throne before it, the young man who had been playing with the poisonous mist as a toy sat with his legs crossed, watching it with a mocking expression.

It's like watching a fat pig waiting to be slaughtered.

Welcome to my world!

As He An spoke, the entire Shadow World seemed to come alive, cheering and rushing towards the King of Corruption.

Once inside the Shadow World, all attacks from the outside world will be completely blocked, and enemies will be pulled into the Shadow World, making He An the absolute ruler.

Even if it is a sub-Emperor, it still has to obey the Shadow King!

Fortunately, the King of Corruption came across dimensional barriers, so he didn't have many ways to resist.

Otherwise, the current power of the Shadow World would absolutely not be enough to easily capture an Abyss with life-saving abilities.

The shadow soldiers, like skilled chefs, swiftly and accurately peeled away the fragments of authority from the body of the King of Corruption.

The stripping of authority is an immense loss that no Dark Lord can bear.

Repairing even the slightest damage requires an extremely long period of time.

The authority of the Mist King had just been fully restored when it crumbled again due to He An's interference.

Even more so than the black-robed man from a thousand years ago!

"New King, I await your return to the dark world, to challenge for the throne. I will let you experience the true taste of the corrupting mist!!!"

The King of Corruption Mist howled and raged amidst the gradually withering golden-green poisonous mist!

He An's attitude towards this was: Is there really such a good thing?

The King of Corruption's cursing quickly stopped, and He An waved his hand to disperse the poisonous fog.

A hexagonal gemstone, adorned with gold and green, lies quietly within.

He An reached out and held it in his hand, examining it carefully.

This is one of the powers of the Dark Dimension.

Possessing it will grant you a portion of the Dark King's power!

Possessing it means holding the key to supreme power in the Dark Dimension!

The gate to the higher-level emperors of the plane was slowly being opened a crack for He An!