Full-Time Magister: I Had No Intention of Reaching the Dimensional Throne

"Hey, don't think that just because you've given us an official title, your White Horse Tribunal will last forever."

The man in blue on the left spoke, making no attempt to conceal his voice; anyone could recognize it as the distinctive voice of An Shanming, the vice president of the Luodu Magic Association.

Then he said in his uniquely gentle voice, with unwavering resolve, "Today, you are all dead!!"

They will not admit their identities today! And these investigation teams will absolutely not be allowed to take the documents with them!

The Black Vatican had prepared three blue-clad figures and twenty black-clad corpses. Once these people were dead, the true head of the White Horse Temple Inquisition would come to avenge his comrades!

As for whether those corpses belonged to the Black Vatican? Does that matter? The association's archives already contain records of it.

In short, the final outcome should be that the investigation team was mistakenly killed by the Black Vatican, and the local court in Los Angeles attempted to rescue them in time but failed, and returned the investigation team's findings!

An Shanming, of course, wouldn't waste words with Leng Qing and the others. During their conversation, the three of them quietly completed the construction of the Star Palace.

In an instant, three star palaces of different colors—white, blue, and cyan—appeared in the sky!

A magnificent constellation stretched out, enveloping the entire White Horse Temple. The brilliant starlight shone exceptionally brightly in the pitch-black night, and terrifying elemental forces converged.

Suddenly, the star palace shone brightly, and a vast and destructive aura pressed down, causing the Sand Kingdom released by Leng Qing to freeze for a moment.

"Using super-level destruction magic in the city! You're courting death!!"

Upon seeing this, Leng Qing's face turned ashen with anger. He immediately and urgently instructed his subordinates, "Spread out and do your best to protect the surrounding civilians!"

The area around Baima Temple is not a residential area, but rather a large woodland, although there are some government buildings and people working there.

After giving her instructions, a magnificent star palace lit up behind her, summoning another sand kingdom. However, instead of strengthening its own defenses, the kingdoms dispersed in the air within a radius of a thousand meters, forming a protective barrier.

Seeing Leng Qing's arrogance, Sima Fu and the other two showed no mercy, using their hands to lift, push, or chop.

As the magical incantation fell, the power of the Star Palace instantly transformed into magic and descended according to their will.

"The Cry of Snow Princess - A Lament for the World's Ice Rain!"

"Cataclysmic tsunami - mudslide!"

"Eliminating Wind and Thousand Blades - Vacuum Storm!"

As the president of the Tribunal, Sima Fu had the highest cultivation level. In the blink of an eye, the Super-Rank 3 Sorrowful World Ice Rain fell, and the ice and snow world that could originally cover a thousand meters was all frozen within a five-hundred-meter radius by him.

In an instant, the entire world was covered in frost and snow, and the sky became a completely frozen mirror. The falling icy raindrops were like countless frozen coffins descending from the sky!

Meanwhile, An Shanming, the vice president of the Magic Association, and Shi Lie, the vice judge, whose cultivation level was slightly lower, immediately used their strongest magic.

The blue star palace merged into the ground, instantly turning the soil within a radius of one mile into a muddy expanse. The half-kilometer-long mud pit, which had become a mud basin, suddenly trembled, as if it had been lifted up by a giant and poured downwards!

Around Leng Qing, a terrifying air storm was generated, forming a spherical shape that surrounded her, continuously sucking out the air inside and compressing it inward.

Three devastating spells were about to engulf her, but she remained calm, because someone appeared in front of her.

Bai Mo stepped out from the inner space, and facing the terrifying magic that seemed to be attacking from the entire world, he simply lowered a silver curtain.

The curtain unfolds around the entire White Horse Temple, as if it has carved out a different space here, or as if it has separated this place from the whole world.

As you can see, within the entire curtained space, there are numerous ice rains falling from the sky like meteorites, mud seas crashing down like the sky collapsing, or storms that surround the two of them and are about to strangle them in the next second.

Within this curtained space, everything seemed to stand still, like an oil painting, and Bai Mo was the sole artist holding this world-destroying oil painting.

They are also the only human beings capable of movement.

With Leng Qing by his side, Bai Mo walked out of the White Horse Temple area as if strolling through a garden. When he arrived at the temple gate, behind him was an oil painting filled with an aura of destruction, which made one feel as if the roar of elements was right next to their ears!

"Who do you think you are?!"

Sima Fu stared at Bai Mo in shock, but Bai Mo did not answer. He snapped his fingers lightly and said leisurely:

"Here you go!"

Behind him, in the oil painting, one chaotic vortex after another appeared. These vortices were all the same size, but they acted like eliminators. Every time one appeared, a portion of the ice rain, mud, and storm painted with magical paint around it would disappear.

Nine vortexes in a row almost swallowed half of the three super-level spells!

Just then, the spatial curtain suddenly fluttered, and the entire incomplete magical attack seemed to change direction, all faintly facing Sima Fu and the other two.

At this moment, the nine chaotic vortexes also lit up slightly, like cannon barrels that had been heated up and were full of energy!

Boom! Rumble! ...

With a roar, the icy rain and mud mountain storm from the nine vortexes immediately rushed towards Sima Fu and the others, and the remaining destructive magic that had stopped instantly changed direction, covering them from all sides!

All of this sounds complicated, but it all happened in just a few breaths.

Sima Fu and the other two were terrified. The destructive power of the three super-level spells was all returned by the opponent. Even though two different methods were used, it was still somewhat unbelievable.

A barrage of magical attacks rained down, like a violent storm with wind and snow. Sima Fu and his two companions knew they couldn't withstand it, so they used their skills to dodge, but their subordinates weren't so lucky.

Under the overwhelming magical cleansing, the entire forest was transformed into a small pond. Even though these people were skilled, only two or three managed to escape, and they were all covered in wounds. The rest were reduced to pieces in the basin.

Sima Fu and his two companions dodged the attack, and even after seeing most of their subordinates wiped out, they had no intention of retreating. Having witnessed Bai Mo's prowess, they also unleashed their true abilities.

"Ice Flower Funeral!"

As Sima Fu's body was surrounded by ice flowers, 2401 stars instantly formed 2401 magnificent ice flowers. Each ice flower was the size of a thatched hut, and more than two thousand ice flowers almost covered the ground within a kilometer. The knife-like petals opened, and icy mist flew out and spread in all directions.

Standing in the air, Bai Mo immediately felt a chill envelop him. The cold mist emanating from the ice flowers even caused his arm to freeze upon touching it.

"Hurry up! This is Sima Fu's transcendent power. The ice mist has the property of freezing the spirit. Once you get caught in it, don't even think about using magic!" Leng Qing warned.

Bai Mo immediately took a step and escaped from the area shrouded in ice flower mist, appearing eight hundred meters away.

Just then, Shi Lie on the left suddenly turned his head, sneered, and raised his hand forward. His outstretched finger turned into a brilliant gold as dense light elements gathered, transforming it into a golden finger!

"Sun finger!"

As he pointed his finger, a golden beam of light carrying a sharp and powerful penetrating force shot out with lightning speed, heading straight for Bai Mo's face!

With a ding, a highly condensed beam of sunlight struck the Xuanhuang Token that Leng Qing had summoned, producing a crisp sound.

"He's in my hands. Can you handle the other two?" Leng Qing asked.

"No problem, Chairman, I'll have Jingwei come."

As Bai Mo spoke, he threw the Soul Refining Pot into the sky. A dark wind flowed out of the pot's mouth, like the Weak Water of the Underworld. The wind scattered and revealed the figure of a divine bird, with the aura of a supreme monarch surging forth.

Jingwei's wings fluttered slightly, like a beautiful woman gently waving a small fan, yet they stirred up a vast storm. The fierce wind walls crashed and raged, breaking through Sima Fu's ice mist, and all the ice flowers on the ground were carried away by the wind, dancing in the air.

Jingwei flapped its tail feathers and nimbly and swiftly flew towards Sima Fu, while Bai Mo faced An Shanming.

At this moment, with Bai Mo sending out a Grand Monarch-level elite guard and Leng Qing awakening a Monarch-level Flame Witch, An Shanming and the others were already in a bind. They had to continue playing the role of the Blue-Clad Black Church no matter what!

There's no running away, so the only option is to fight—either live or die!

"Secret Technique: Nine Slashes Through the Sky!"

Facing Bai Mo, An Shanming activated his transcendent power and unleashed his most powerful magic.

The sky was filled with swirling winds and clouds, and countless air currents converged into nine Wind Slashes. Centered on Bai Mo, the Wind Slashes fell in nine directions, and everything in their path—forests, artificial hills, telephone poles, and so on—was reduced to ashes under this Wind Slash formation!

Anshan Ming's move was extremely clever. He used the aftershocks of Jingwei's hurricane to conceal the momentum of his magic. By the time the enemy noticed something, the nine giant sword wind slashes had already surrounded them.

The Nine Wind Slashes subtly formed a ring of restraining force, disrupting the space, while the wisps of wind pressure imprisoned Bai Mo in place.

The speed of the Wind Slash was incredible. As the pressure pressed down, the nine giant wind blades arrived simultaneously. The nine blades struck at once, and Bai Mo was instantly torn to pieces by the fierce wind blades.

However, the figure shattered too unrealistically, like a bubble that had been popped.

Suddenly, a silver light appeared in front of him, and Bai Mo's figure appeared like a phantom, flashing for a moment before instantly reappearing behind him.

An Shanming's eyes glazed over, and a fist-sized blood hole appeared on his forehead, from which red and white substances gushed out.

Only then did a silver beam of light appear in the air, trailing a tail like a shooting star, before disappearing onto Bai Mo.

This is a simplified version of the dead axis, which omits the spatial compass drawing and has much reduced penetration, but it is very effective against mages.

However, this is also because An Shanming's cultivation level is not high among the three; otherwise, how could he not see through his Wind Track Afterimage?

Bai Mo looked towards where Leng Qing was. Jiang Feng was engulfed in flames, while Shi Lie was already pale and covered in steam, frantically resisting the high temperature brought by Jiang Feng.

When he looked towards where Jingwei was, he saw a feather carrying a calamity sever Sima Fu's head, which was covered in cursed markings.

He raised his hand and plucked the strings, sending five notes striking Shi Lie's spirit. The notes immediately caused Shi Lie to pause, then be engulfed by Jiang Feng's flames and turned into charred remains.

After the battle, the White Horse Temple was almost half destroyed, and there was no place nearby that was intact. The ten judges returned and were about to report the situation.

Bai Mo's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly looked eastward. Leng Qing also noticed something and stared sharply in that direction.

The others were all taken aback when they saw the two looking so radiant. They turned to look at them and their faces lit up with joy.

"Skyhawk! Judging by their uniforms, they're from the Luodu Dragon Gate Mage Corps. What are they doing here?"

One of the female judges was initially quite pleased, and before they could even process the intense battle, they immediately assumed that the Dragon Gate Mage Corps had come to their aid.

But they immediately realized that the timing of these people's appearance was wrong!

Skyhawks are definitely not slow, and the battle has been going on for a while now. Why are they only arriving now?

"It's Shirley!!"

As they drew closer, one of the judges recognized the person next to the leader of the Dragon Gate Mage Corps, who was dressed in the robes of the president of the Luodu Magic Association, and immediately exclaimed in surprise.

"Hmph! You are truly audacious, daring to attack and destroy the White Horse Temple Tribunal! Furthermore, you impersonated an investigation team in an attempt to deceive and escape—your crimes are unforgivable!"

As soon as the eagle approached, Shi Lezhi, who stood proudly atop it with flowing robes and an air of righteousness, shouted loudly.

Without giving them any chance to speak, Shi Lezhi immediately exchanged a glance with the leader of the Dragon Gate Mage Corps beside him and said sternly:

"Commander Gao, we beg you to take action and eliminate these members of the Black Vatican and the evil spirits they brought, to avenge the entire White Horse Temple and our colleagues in the investigation team!"

These words resonated deeply, stirring the blood of the unsuspecting members of the mage group behind them, and immediately filling them with hatred for Leng Qingbai and the others!

Without the leader's prompting, everyone secretly prepared their spells.

Bai Mo frowned, stopping the judge who wanted to argue. At this point, verbal arguments were no longer effective.

He said to Leng Qing, "Qingqing, it seems that the guild leader has colluded with the leader of the mage guild. You have Senior Jiang Feng deal with them, and I will have Jingwei help."

One is the guild leader, and the other is the leader of a high-level mage guild. The two can be said to be the two strongest in Luodu. Bai Mo did not dare to be careless at all and immediately sent Jingwei and Jiang Feng to lure them away.

"The remaining members of the mage group seem to be unaware of this. I have a way to prevent them from taking action."

"good!"

Leng Qing immediately conveyed his thoughts to Jiang Feng, and Jingwei also understood Bai Mo's meaning, and they all went to Shi Lezhi and Commander Gao.

"Mage Corps! Prepare Heavenly Thunder!"

Upon seeing this, Commander Gao immediately shouted.

In an instant, faint lightning gathered around the mage group, and thick clouds could be seen slowly gathering, as if gathering power before an arrow was fired.

"Ding ding ding!!"

At that moment, a series of crisp sounds suddenly rang in the ears of the five hundred mages in the mage group.

Bai Mo began plucking the ancient zither that had materialized before him. Seeing the lightning dissipate as if it had gone silent, he nodded in satisfaction and continued playing the soothing melody.

A series of musical notes drifted into the ears of the many mages, instantly inducing a deep drowsiness in them. Shi Lezhi and Commander Gao, whose mental strength was relatively strong, immediately rode their eagles far away, only to be caught by Jiang Fengjingwei, who seized the opportunity.

The melodious soul-stirring melody continued, and the entire Dragon Gate Mage Corps, along with the eagles beneath their feet, had somehow landed, each one using the sky as their blanket and the earth as their bed, and drifted into sleep.

Bai Mo did not stop there, and continued to play the zither. The monks were very vigilant, and it was not enough for them to just fall asleep. He needed them all to enter a deep sleep.

After the entire Soul-Teasing Melody was played, Bai Mo finally turned his gaze to the battlefield.

A kilometer away, flames soared into the sky, the wind howled, and amidst thunder and lightning, the figures of three people and two beasts were revealed.

Leng Qing had already gone to help Jiang Feng, but even so, their opponent, Commander Gao, was still suppressing them.

As you can see, the flames on Jiang Feng's body are not as intense as before, and a chain of lightning flashes across her body from time to time, indicating that she has been injured.

Despite being protected by Leng Qingtu, she was still injured. Commander Gao's lightning skills were definitely more profound and powerful than Sima Fu's!

Meanwhile, Jingwei and the guild leader Shi Lezhi were locked in a fierce battle, their figures, as agile as birds, constantly shifting and turning in the air, chasing each other.

Shi Lezhi, standing ahead, continuously used magic to wear down Jingwei, while skillfully dodging her attacks, like a master hunter guiding his prey into a cage.

The fact that his wind-based agility was comparable to Jingwei's was already quite remarkable. Although his figure was small, the momentum he exuded while running was like a whirlwind, and he was only slightly weaker than Jingwei behind him.

Just as Bai Mo mentally warned Jingwei to be careful, as there might be a trap ahead, Shi Lezhi suddenly stopped, and a cold and shocking shadow of dusk spread out, covering a thousand meters in twilight.

The thousand-meter-long twilight was both real and illusory, as if it had taken that color to another world, and then stained it with a terrifying bloody meaning, also taking the Jingwei within it to another world.

"Soul Pact: The Demise of the King!"

Shi Lezhi shouted in a sinister tone, a strange incantation appeared in one hand, and a vessel was thrown out in the other, from which countless soul lights flew out, including those of demons and humans.

As the soul light disappeared into the crimson twilight, the shadows of dusk faded completely, and dark clouds filled the air. A gigantic, dark figure slowly emerged from the black clouds and mist that stretched for a kilometer.

Its figure was hidden in the thick clouds, so it could not be seen in its entirety, but its hundred-foot-long body was enough to be seen by half of Luodu City.

Amidst the inky clouds, a pair of scarlet eyes suddenly opened, like two blood-red suns, radiating a terrifying and violent aura, recklessly projecting themselves upon the entire capital, as if the gates of hell had been opened.

"Guwawawa~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!!!"

A strange sound, like the cry of a baby, swept through the entire city like a wind from the depths of hell, making people's hair stand on end!

Everyone looked up in horror, and amidst the lightning and fire, and the hazy moonlight, an aura belonging to the Great Monarch appeared, looming over the entire city, as the dark clouds dispersed.

Its wingspan is a hundred feet, its top covered by black clouds, its blood-red eyes like the sun, dazzling and terrifying. Corpse worms and rotting flies form blood feathers on its flesh, and its bones contain dark poison and putrefied blood essence. Its five claws are as large as doors, forged from tungsten steel, and its beak is sharper than a divine weapon, forged from black iron!

Eerie and terrifying, menacing and menacing, its left eye, like that of a hungry ghost, stared intently at the city's dazzling lights! Its right eye, like that of a greedy wolf, was fixed on Jingwei before it!

The two eyes each had their own function, which was extremely strange!

In an instant, the whole city seemed to fall silent.

Then came a series of roars, screams, and shouts that rose and fell incessantly.

"Ah!!! A demon!! It's a demon!!!"

"Run! Run! How could there be demons here!"

"Why are there demons and sorcerers in the city? What are those sorcerers even doing?!"

Crimson light shone from all sides, alarms were sounded, the shrill and urgent cries mirroring the fear of the entire city!

"Who's causing this fight here?!"

A man dressed as an elder of the Hunter Alliance rushed over to question him, only to see Shi Lezhi laughing maniacally in front of the blood-red roc.

Then he shouted, "Elder Lin, you've come at the right time! Quickly, come with me to kill these Black Vatican members! They've destroyed the White Horse Temple; it's utterly hateful!"

Elder Lin glanced around and immediately recognized Bai Mo Leng Qing. Understanding the situation, he shouted without hesitation:

"Shi Lezhi, you've been tyrannical in Luoyang all these years, never showing any gratitude to the people of the city. Now you resist investigation, bringing down the deceased emperor, and now you're even distorting the truth, which is despicable. You should stop now and at least have a peaceful end!"

"Hahahaha!!!"

Shi Lezhi burst into laughter, his expression strange. "A peaceful death? What a joke!!"

"If you surrender and acknowledge your identity as the Black Church, and submit yourselves, I might consider sparing Luo Du. Otherwise, I will use the Deathly Roc to slaughter everyone in this city!"

"Heinous!" Elder Lin trembled with rage, his aura bursting forth, in no way inferior to that of Commander Gao.

"Do you really think that Luoyang is a place where a mere deceased emperor can run rampant?"

"You can try!" Shi Lezhi sneered. Did he not know who the experts were in Luodu? Did they think they could scare him? By the time the military mages stationed on all sides arrived, he would have already taken control of the entire city!

"The Deathly Roc has killed that ruler and slaughtered everyone in the vicinity!"

Shi Lezhi said coldly that he did not want to get entangled with that strange divine bird, but the creature summoned by this evil magic of the necromancy system had to kill the opponent shrouded in the twilight light, otherwise he would be the one to be killed.

Therefore, he had no choice but to give such an order.

Bai Mo glanced at Jingwei, who was bathed in the glow of dusk, and called out, "Jingwei, lead it outside the city!"

"Jingwei!!!!"

A clear, melodious cry rang out from Jingwei's mouth, shaking the entire city and instantly sweeping away the oppression and panic brought by the ferocious Mingpeng.

Jingwei glanced disdainfully at the Deathly Roc, then turned and flew north. The Deathly Roc's purpose in appearing was to eliminate Jingwei, so it naturally followed immediately.

Just as the Deathly Roc flew a thousand meters away, Bai Mo instantly appeared beside Shi Lezhi. His figure moved swiftly, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen figures flashed around Shi Lezhi.

As the last figure stood behind Shi Lezhi, in the air, with Shi Lezhi as the center, streaks of spatial light of varying lengths and angles swept past one after another!

As the last beam of light swept across Shi Lezhi's forehead and disappeared into Bai Mo's body, his body instantly shattered into pieces of varying sizes, smashing into a pulp on the ground!

Elder Lin, watching from afar, paused, immediately withdrawing the Buddha's palm he had just extended. He finally clicked his tongue and muttered, "The younger generation is truly formidable!"

Others might not understand, but he could see it clearly: in those dozen or so flashes of white ink, a simplified death axis swept across each one.

It's less like a dead axis and more like a dead blade. Bai Mo channeled the power of the dead axis around himself, using his body as a blade. Each spatial leap left a mark on his body.

Can a dead axis really change like this?

He had never seen this kind of spatial control even among some old guys.

Seeing Bai Mo looking north, Elder Lin explained, "Necromantic magic doesn't disappear with the death of the caster. That undead king he summoned from the underworld must be killed, or it will become a scourge!"

Bai Mo nodded, glanced at Commander Gao, who had already run away while Shi Lezhi was dead.

"That Commander Gao who colluded with Shi Lezhi..."

"He can't escape! For the sake of some power, he completely disregards the people of the entire city! I have already notified the Eight Guards Army Masters of Luodu; the Eight Guards Army Generals will personally intercept him and will absolutely not let him get away!"

Elder Lin grunted and sighed deeply, "This Shi Lezhi actually dared to cause such a scene. It would be one thing if he were courting death, but to involve Luodu is simply outrageous! Young friend, please speak up for Luodu when the time comes."

"Alright!" Bai Mo nodded, informing Leng Qing of his whereabouts via telepathy, while also telling her to stay in the city. Elder Lin and he flew north together, during which time he began sketching the Summoning System Star Palace. (End of Chapter)