Full-Time Magician: Demon Mage

Chapter 465 Sigh~ Can we reconcile?

"Wang Teng, so it was you who caused that fluctuation in the Emperor's promotion that day!"

"I admit I can't beat you right now, but you're not going to let me stay here either!"

"My holy city still has six angels. Even if you fight me to the death, once they come to our aid, you will be the one who dies."

"Now that you've ascended to the position of emperor, I'm willing to give you face and let's leave this matter here, shall we?"

Michael's expression calmed down, forcibly suppressing his inner fear, and he put on an air of "you can't do anything to me."

He prayed that the other party, due to the Holy City's profound heritage and their own prisoner mentality, would have no ambition to provoke the Holy City and would willingly become a free person.

He had seen many people with this mindset. As long as he showed his strength and then took a step back, the other party would not fight to the bitter end.

Such people lack ambition and drive; they are easily fooled by a little sweetness in exchange for so-called freedom and an undisturbed, secluded mentality.

No matter how strong they are, they are still just simple-minded insects. He has plenty of ways to indirectly control them later.

As Michael was immersed in his prayers and fantasies, a sudden, sharp pain struck him!

"Clown! Knowing I am the Emperor, you dare to daydream in front of me? How much do you look down on me?"

"Or have you been out of the game for too long, not fighting emperors, and have entered the age of dementia?"

Dimensional realm!

Wang Teng quickly pulled the opponent into the dimensional realm, appeared behind him with a long sword in hand, and Michael's two arms flew up in response.

The battlefield in the sky was covered by a layer of crystal-colored dimensional realm, as if it had escaped this world and entered another plane.

Even from the outside, the battlefield, though clearly visible, appears as a flickering, illusory image.

The next moment, Wang Teng swung his sword backhand and swept it horizontally, sending Michael's two legs flying instantly. Now he couldn't even stand up.

"ah!!!!!!!!!!!"

Michael screamed in agony as the excruciating pain pounded through his body, relentlessly assaulting his senses. His mind raced, desperately searching for a way to escape.

He couldn't see or even vaguely sense the attack from the other party. He only barely felt an invisible wave coming towards him before he was attacked.

His attack methods were bizarre and incredibly fast, giving him no time to react, or rather, his reaction time couldn't keep up with his combat power.

The next instant, Michael felt a chill on his neck, his vision began to shift, and he finally saw Wang Teng behind him.

At this moment, the opponent seemed to have finished fighting, and with a smile, he stretched out a huge, illusory hand, which pierced through his body and grabbed him hard!

The illusory golden soul artifact, the angelic soul embryo, was pulled out!

It’s over~

Michael's last consciousness flickered for a moment before dissipating, and all his ambitious schemes came to naught.

The entire battle was over in the blink of an eye; the speed at which the orthodox emperor acted was beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Distracted?

Even the Pharaoh dared not reveal the slightest flaw in front of the ancient king. Even when his weapon was cracked, he dared not relax his guard in the slightest, showing that he was extremely vigilant.

This Michael is comparable to Su Lu, whose ambitions are as high as the sky but whose fate is as fragile as paper.

Knowing that he was an emperor and perhaps even guessing the nature of his power, yet daring to be distracted in front of him is as absurd as courting death!

This rendered many of his methods useless, and he simply rushed forward and dismembered Michael with two or three flat slashes.

It's no wonder it's a fake with the skin of an emperor; after fighting humans for so long, it's gotten so bad at bullying weaklings that it's made itself weak too.

Wang Teng used dimensional power to imprison the angelic soul embryo to prevent it from being summoned away by any strange summoning power, and then stored it in his spatial bracelet.

He glanced at the mangled corpse on the ground, then was drawn to the spatial bracelet on the arm. He pulled it over and probed it with his mental energy, discovering several valuable items inside.

"This is good stuff!"

Wang Teng's eyes lit up. The two Earth Cores were fire and earth elements respectively, and the two spiked weapons exuded a chilling aura, like the weapons of the Otherworldly Frost.

After collecting his spoils, Wang Teng quickly put away his dimensional domain and returned to the ground.

Wang Teng released his mental energy and scanned the area within several hundred meters, discovering five more spatial bracelets below the five forbidden spellcasters.

In addition, seventy spatial bracelets were also found in the area where hundreds of super-elite mage groups were located, with only a few scattered in the remaining observation areas.

There's also the corpse of Death God Hai La, which can't be dealt with for the time being. His beast soul was pulled away by the dark dimension when he died, leaving only his corpse.

After collecting his spoils, he turned his gaze to the distance, where several imposing figures in black robes were flying towards him.

The auras of a total of eight forbidden spells quickly arrived at the scene, and the eight people stood still a hundred meters away.

The leading man removed the hood of his black robe, revealing the old, black-bearded face of the Chinese army leader, who looked around at the horrific scene with a complex expression.

This place is truly littered with corpses and fragments, especially the conspicuous corpse of Michael lying on the ground!

"I thought you weren't coming. Are the people behind you from the Forbidden Spells Society of Shanghai?"

"What are your plans, Commander? Or are you coming here now to prepare for a fight?"

Wang Teng casually asked, "A hundred meters is barely enough to give both sides a sense of security, but today's situation is not easy to handle."

Too many people have died, and given the mentality of these people in China, they are very likely seeking stability and comfort.

His ability to disregard the Holy City's accumulated power does not mean that these forbidden spellcasters living under the Holy City's rules can also disregard it.

The mentality of being subservient to others, which has been accumulated over a long period of time, cannot be reversed in a short period of time; it is a habitual psychological perception.

When people are at a loss, they tend to act according to their habits, seeking to avoid mistakes rather than achieve success – this is a true reflection of their situation.

Many common perceptions have been deliberately distorted; those who control the media have the final say on whether to whitewash or smear someone.

The information that the public can see and understand comes from this, which leads to their perceptions being deliberately distorted. Naturally, this perception cannot withstand the test of time, and it would be strange if problems didn't arise.

So today he saw so many onlookers who came to join in the fun, numbering no less than 200,000.

Judging from his mastery of forbidden spells, those people's blatant thoughts were as conspicuous as a 100-watt light bulb.

He swiftly and decisively swept them away, sending them all flying to the ground.

When cognitive biases cannot be reversed, appropriate physical reversal can be a convenient and easy way to avoid being lazy.

This is why there are so many wars. There are problems with cognition, conflicting ideas, and no way to reach an agreement. When emotions run high, people resort to physical destruction.

this is the truth.

Not everyone has the patience to explain things slowly and clearly so you can understand the truth behind them.

Most people lack the ability to control their emotions and have no correct understanding, so fighting and destroying each other becomes their common choice.

This behavior is even more savage than that of wild beasts. Wild beasts merely drive away their opponents, but when humans fight, one side must fall.

This also reveals the despicable nature of people like Michael who indirectly manipulate public opinion.

This is a common problem among the seven archangels; they all have this need to gather a large group of people to contribute their strength.

Therefore, there is no absolute right or wrong in this world; it's just that everyone has different interests and demands, which leads to various conflicts.

Right and wrong are merely judgments based on different perspectives, and peace is only a matter of conflict not yet reaching a critical point.

Wang Teng felt no guilt whatsoever about raising them, as if he had simply raised a cloud of dust.

(End of this chapter)