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

Everyone was stunned by the three archangels' hasty retreat back to the holy city, but some people immediately realized what was happening.

Then, they looked thoughtfully at Rez and the golden dragon standing on the shattered battlefield of Lake Geneva. But in the next second, their eyes flashed.

"Awoooooo!!!"

An excited roar came from the golden dragon's mouth. As expected of a monarch-level creature, even with its severe injuries, it was in much better condition than the three angels who had retreated to the holy city.

A golden dragon, its entire body covered in blood, suddenly charged toward the Alps, as if to hunt down the emperor of Mont Blanc.

At that moment, Rezs also raised his arms and shouted:

"The Mountain King has been severely wounded and driven back by our Holy City Archangel. Why don't we join forces and enter the Alps to crush it? This is the best opportunity for world peace!"

And for the sake of the mage's honor—that's an emperor, don't you all want to obtain its Mountain God Crystal?!

The appeal was amplified by Rez's sonic magic, traveling hundreds of kilometers. People in the city were immediately excited upon hearing it, shouting repeatedly:

"Divine grace is boundless!"

"Divine grace is boundless!!"

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On the cliff, Bai Mo had just put away the tiger tally when he heard these words and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Eileen's eyes lit up, and she said with some eagerness, "Should we go in and take a look? I feel like what Rez said might be right."

Rez was speaking to some of the spectators who were accompanied by forbidden spells.

These teams, each carrying forbidden spells, have their own reasons, but they have now clearly become targets for Rez to win over.

Although the Holy City once again flexed its muscles, it was clearly not enough to intimidate people.

Upon hearing this, an elderly woman from the Victoria family chuckled. She was the forbidden spell bearer who had accompanied the British delegation, and also an elder of Eileen's.

"Aunt Glenlia, is there something wrong with this?"

Hearing the laughter, Eileen couldn't help but ask a question.

"Eileen, that's definitely not right. Why should we help the Holy City?"

Greenia smiled. Although the title of killing the emperor was tempting, and the reward of the Emperor Mountain God Crystal was even more tempting, she was not going to do it.

After all, as long as Mont Blanc exists, it will remain an obstacle to the holy city.

Moreover, given the nature of the Alps, if Mont Blanc loses its king, sooner or later another mountain peak or snowfield king will emerge.

"Furthermore, the Alps are the domain of demons, so don't assume that the demons that came out before are all of them."

"But in the battles that followed, no demon army appeared."

"That's because the battle intensified. The emperor and the angels were wielding forbidden spells with every gesture. Before the demons could even gather on Lake Geneva from the mountains, they were wiped out by the aftershocks of the battle."

Upon hearing this, Eileen nodded. The previous battle area was like this, and the angels used magic on a large scale several times.

Lacey, standing nearby, pulled Eileen aside and said, "Alright, Eileen, let's go back to the party. We've already seen the excitement."

Similar conversations took place everywhere around the arena. Bai Mo's eyes flickered, and his fingers rubbed together in his pocket, revealing a faint shimmer of starlight fused with wind and sound elements.

The naturally flowing breeze carried the whispers of every spectator around him to his ears.

Very well, no forbidden spells are trying to enter the Demon Empire, but there are still a few forces preparing to secretly send people in to see what the Golden Dragon has gained.

They might even be thinking of stealing something.

Seeing that no one responded, Rez was not angry. He said some more polite words and then transformed into a streak of light to follow the golden dragon's footsteps into the Alps.

His injuries weren't too serious; he was simply lucky that he wasn't completely covered by the Mountain Emperor's final, hysterical blow.

For the honor of the holy city, he needs to enter the Alps as planned and do his best to achieve his goal.

Seeing this, Bai Mo said to Eileen and the others, "Eileen, Lacey, see you next time. I still have some things to take care of."

He had vanished without giving the two a chance to ask any questions.

Eileen was puzzled, while Lacey seemed thoughtful. The latter looked at Feng Li in the Kyushu representative team.

Feng Li was chatting and laughing with the people from both teams at that moment.

"Haha, how could we let him go? That guy has a lot going on in Kyushu, and he needs to get back now. We practically dragged him here. We'll handle the rest."

While trying to cover for Bai Mo, Feng Li cursed the little brat in his heart for not telling him anything beforehand!

According to the procedures of the Holy City's invitation, an exchange meeting will be held in the city after the battle.

Although the objective was not achieved in this battle, the exchange meeting will not be canceled.

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The thunderous sounds of battle were exceptionally bright across the vast meadow, where swarms of demons could be seen charging across the land and through the sky.

Just as drifting clouds gather in the sky to form thick clouds, at the location where these demons are gathered, there are two bright lights, one golden and one purple, constantly breaking through the thick clouds of demons and chasing after the extremely conspicuous figure at the forefront.

His pace slowed, perhaps due to his severe injuries and physical damage. Even back in the Alps, Mont Blanc Emperor still felt his energy levels were insufficient.

Originally located in the Alps, he was able to recover slowly on his own.

But its current ability to recover seems to have disappeared; only that mark can still help it.

Mont Blanc Emperor sensed something was wrong, but the perilous situation left it no time to think. It had to stop and focus all its efforts on activating the mark to draw spiritual energy and heal its severely injured body.

Perhaps once its body recovers, its connection to the ground beneath its feet will be restored, since it has never suffered such a severe injury before!

The Mont Blanc Emperor sat at the foot of the snow-capped mountains, but felt that the energy transmitted from the mark was far less than what he had received from the final blow in the battle just now.

This made its sense of foreboding grow stronger.

It turned its head to look at the golden dragon and the forbidden spell that were still approaching from the east, surrounded by its millions of imperial subjects. Its gaze became somewhat urgent.

Its remaining spiritual energy was only enough to sustain its own movement, let alone attack or fight.

Do you want to speed up your recovery?

A voice suddenly appeared, and the Mont Blanc Emperor abruptly raised his eyes, his Dark Sun Eyes staring at the space diagonally above him, as if he could see through the void!

Bai Mo slowly appeared; he had no choice but to come this time.

Under his control, the Tiger Tally had just refined the part that connected Mont Blanc to the Alps.

This part could be considered the lifeline, but it was still not enough to make the mountain emperor submit.

But after refining this part, the mountain emperor will discover that his connection with the Alps depends entirely on that mark.

Sooner or later they will realize something is wrong and find a way to crack it.

Therefore, Bai Mo couldn't wait to rely on the slow erosion of time to expand his gains.

He needs a battle of the same caliber as the one just now to further deepen his control and refinement over the Mont Blanc Emperor.

However, if the restrictions on the Tiger Talisman were simply lifted, allowing it to absorb spiritual energy, the Mont Blanc Emperor would certainly not engage in battle with the Golden Dragon and Reyrault immediately.

Instead, he delayed replying to himself.

This would also deepen the refinement and enslavement of his tiger tally mark, but it was far less effective than the Mont Blanc Emperor letting loose and fighting, completely unleashing his body as before.

Bai Mo used his hysterical attack to completely unleash his power, which allowed him to accurately locate and refine the part of the Mountain Emperor that was connected to the Alps.

If the initial mark refinement and enslavement were merely ordinary ailments, they might not even attract attention.

So now, the Mont Blanc Emperor, who has refined a portion of his vital body, has developed cancer in some of his organs.

What Bai Mo wants to do is to let the cancer spread.

To be precise, it causes cancer to develop in another organ as well.

Humanity has never lacked traitors who worship demons; even today, there are still those in Europe who regard the Titans as totems.

Bai Mo's expression at this moment was that of a complete fanatical demon worshipper.

He naturally wouldn't reveal that he was the owner of the mark, so he would use another identity to help.

"Oh! Great mountain god, I am your faithful follower. Perhaps I can help you. I am an earth mage with the extraordinary power to draw energy from the earth!"

Bai Mo's expression was fervent, his eyes sincere and yearning, with a hint of awe. He lowered his body and looked up at Mont Blanc, the Emperor.

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, and the tiger talisman, which had transformed into a small seal, burst forth with platinum-gold power. Immediately, wisps of brown energy surged from the earth, spreading towards him like mist.

The Mont Blanc Emperor lowered his raised hand, his Dark Sun Eye flickered, and a powerful pressure descended directly upon Bai Mo.

It was certainly not stupid, but the abilities possessed by this suddenly appearing human were undoubtedly capable of solving its immediate crisis.

This made it hesitate about the idea that had just arisen.

Bai Mo fell directly to the ground without any protection. He inevitably suffered some minor injuries.

However, the next moment he stood up devoutly, his expression becoming even more fanatical, and he even shouted in a morbid manner:

"Thank you for the test, God of the Mountain. Please let your followers help you!!"

The Mountain Emperor confirmed that he only had the cultivation level of the Super-Rank Perfection. He reached out and drew the earth energy that Bai Mo had previously mobilized from underground into his body. He confirmed that there was nothing unusual.

"Could you tell me about your abilities and how you intend to help me?"

A soul-searching voice appeared directly in his mind. Bai Mo's heart stirred slightly, but he did not reveal any unusual emotions.

He knew that as long as he was willing to communicate, he was not far from success.

Behind them, the two orbs of light, one gold and one purple, drew even closer, less than a kilometer apart.

"Reporting to the Mountain God, I know that the Mountain God needs the spirituality of the land. I have the ability to freely draw power from the land, but I do not know how to lend it to you. Perhaps this requires me to use your body. Please forgive my offense! I am willing to accept your punishment, even if it means losing my life."

As he spoke, Bai Mo lowered his head deeply, pretending to be about to be hit.

The Mountain Emperor is also a semi-elemental life form. Although he cannot be possessed by elemental spirits, he still has a similar state.

For example, relinquishing most of the control over one's own body to the summoner.

However, Bai Mo and the Mountain Emperor were clearly not in a summoner-summoner relationship, and they did not trust each other.

But the Mont Blanc Emperor did not believe that the humans before him would cause him any trouble.

His cultivation level was too low. Earth-type abilities were very suitable for him, but his earth-type cultivation level was even lower.

Therefore, the Mountain Emperor, who believed he could regain control of his body at any time, agreed to Bai Mo's attempt.

"Yes, but I will grant you a special status."

After the Mont Blanc Emperor finished speaking, a beam of brown eyes suddenly fell on Bai Mo.

Bai Mo felt his body gradually turning to stone. His mind tightened suddenly, but he did not resist the petrification.

This petrification of his own tiger tally could solve the problem, but he wasn't planning to do it for the time being.

The petrification ends when it reaches a life-threatening state that is not yet fully resolved, a state that would be extremely time-consuming for an ordinary level-three super-tier mage to dispel.

Bai Mo glanced at his still-movable hands, which would be crucial for the restoration of the Mountain Emperor's body.

Before he could say anything, a surging dragon roar suddenly burst forth from behind, scattering the demon horde, and a dark, destructive ray of light annihilated a large group of demons in front of him.

The golden dragon, its scales shattered and several deep, bone-revealing wounds on its back, charged forward in a frenzy.

In an instant, before the Mountain Emperor could say anything, a powerful force of earth repulsion sent Bai Mo flying from the ground, slamming him into its chest.

Then, ripples like water appeared on his chest, and the white ink entered his chest cavity.

Bai Mo was delighted, but he didn't let his guard down. He didn't resist and let the repulsive force work.

The Mountain Emperor ignored the charging golden dragon. His body shimmered with brown light as he relinquished most control of his body to Bai Mo, transmitting a emotionless soul image into Bai Mo's mind:

"Human, if you succeed, I will grant you the right to serve at my side."

Bai Mo's heart was as firm as a rock. Although it was very funny, he would never laugh, especially at this moment, when he was essentially in a state of spiritual connection with the Mountain Emperor.

At this moment, his heart was filled with nothing but fervor, excitement, and exhilaration!

It's just like a working person who's been fooled by the promises their boss makes.

In fact, this emotion truly existed in Bai Mo's heart, because, to put it bluntly, his current state was...

That's piloting a Gundam!

Although it's a brainwave-based control method, it doesn't feel as tactile as a joystick.

But that's a Gundam of Emperor level!

Scorpion Poop is one of a kind in the whole world.

It can be said that Bai Mo is the emperor of the mountain peak at this moment.

The tiger tally in his hand condensed into a small seal, connecting with the earth. Bai Mo looked down at the golden dragon crashing against his chest.

Without any protection, a gash was torn open in his chest.

Feeling the energy surging from the ground beneath his feet, the mountain emperor, who had been watching the battle like a third party, was filled with excitement.

Bai Mo, however, sensed the circulation and storage of the mountain peak's imperial spiritual energy through the flow of energy—

Crystallized by the Mountain God.

Without further thought, Bai Mo naturally channeled his spiritual energy to recover. The Mountain Emperor's massive arm rose, grasped the golden dragon claw that was still tearing at his chest, and swung it fiercely towards Lei Ruoz, who had also broken through the demon encirclement and rushed over from behind!

Rez's expression changed, and his demonic implements appeared as he swiftly dodged, the golden dragon crashing back into the countless demon army.

Bai Mo ignored Rez and focused on controlling the spiritual energy within his body to continuously restore his Mountain God Body.

As you can see, the mountain peaks are in ruins, rugged and undulating, with large patches of mud surging on the massive mountain body that is patched up by the crevices in the valleys.

The mud continuously filled the gaps in the body that had been destroyed by the previous flood of holy light.

His shoulders, once like towering cliffs, became broad again; his back, once like a majestic mountain, regained its weight; and his skull, which had lost its topknot, slowly grew back.

The wounds that had pierced through his body were slowly healing in some vulnerable areas.

The imperial body, which was originally filled with a sense of fragmentation and seemed to be on the verge of collapsing due to the dangerous height it was placed at, has once again become majestic, with a heavy and powerful aura like the rising sun, bringing a breathtaking shock!

"Thor's Judgment!"

A magnificent aura erupted, and a deep thunderclap resounded in the air. How could Rez possibly watch the mountain emperor recover? Powerful lightning once again rolled around him.

The Thor's Judgment Platform, formed by dense and highly condensed structures, expanded ten kilometers with the chanting of Rezs's incantation, completely enveloping the Mont Blanc Emperor.

Rez stood at a height even higher than a mountain emperor, his thoughts surging, and in an instant, a storm of thunder and lightning began to emerge from the Thunder Punishment Hell constructed by the Judgment Altar.

Pillars of lightning and magma, surging and boundless thunder and fire, and a raging storm of lightning blades.

Various forms of lightning attacks appeared from both sides, and all around, chains of lightning dragons bound the mountain emperor's limbs, rendering him immobile.

Bai Mo did not feel any pain. The body of the Mountain Emperor contained unparalleled power, which could overlook the entire European continent.

The massive bodies of mountains and towering peaks are colossal forms forged by heaven and earth, capable of shaking all directions when they sway.

Looking down, the entire European continent is flat, with only the Alps showing some undulations.

Under the gaze of the Great Sun's Eye, the movements of Rez and the golden dragon in the distance were exceptionally clear.

Its massive and imposing size gives the mountain peaks the status of emperors, but the Alps' unique characteristics and inherent limitations also restrict its status.

Bai Mo felt this power working under the stimulation of his spirituality, and he continued to recover his body in an orderly manner.

They can even clearly know how much they will recover after this wave of thunderous baptism.

The sensations he felt from being in the body of an emperor made him realize just how strong this emperor's defenses were.

Simply put, even if Rez's forbidden spell Destruction penetrates its defenses, it will not reduce its body's regeneration when Rez uses its spiritual power to defend itself.

The mountain's body swayed, and Bai Mo was not prepared to recover much. His arm, as tall as a skyscraper, was raised and struck the air with a powerful blow, just like a giant striking a bell!

Boom boom boom!!!

A tremendous roar resounded, and the massive dragon's lightning chains shattered as it swung its arms. Bai Mo and the Mountain Emperor merged perfectly, their immense power tearing through space, creating winding cracks that directly ripped open the entire Thor's Judgment Space!

A tremendous force surged forth, and a heavy thunderous baptism swept over it, shattering everything in its path!

The space trembled and wailed as Rez fell uncontrollably from the sky.

Bai Mo's Great Sun Eye flashed, golden radiance melting the sky, and heavy flames lashed at the golden dragon that charged forward again.

Blocking the golden dragon's advance, another towering arm rose again, its meteor-like fist hovering high in the air, carrying the destructive power to ignite the earth.

All the mages who had secretly infiltrated the area stared wide-eyed at the massive meteor fist that seemed capable of shattering the entire Alps. They couldn't help but utter gasps, and one by one, they involuntarily retreated.

The fist, aimed directly at the golden dragon, descended slowly, its slow speed carrying an unavoidable divine power. The fist struck the magic unleashed by Rez, shattering it in an instant!

Space, light, air currents, clouds—everything shattered before this fist's power, its unparalleled force causing even the most powerful beasts to howl in despair.

The golden dragon had escaped the raging flames, but it could not escape the divine fist's power.

That towering figure, now displaying its imposing presence, mocked its overestimation of its own strength.

If given another chance, it certainly wouldn't pursue.

The Great Starfall Fist, carrying a terrifying destructive radiance—a ring of destruction formed from all the distortions—slammed fiercely into the golden dragon's back.

With a deafening roar, the entire Alps shook. The golden dragon's mountain-like body was smashed to the ground like a toy by the mountain emperor's punch.

You can see that at the foot of the snow-capped mountain, the meadow area has collapsed and sunken down hundreds of meters, with an area of ​​more than a kilometer.

The entire body of the golden dragon was embedded in the earth!

The overflowing blood turned the area into a lake of blood.

The golden dragon's back was completely shattered, and its wings were severed at the root by the immense force and the destructive aura!

The mountain's body was covered in cracks, especially its spine, which had taken the brunt of the Great Starfall Fist. The bones and flesh had been reduced to dust, and the skin and scales had become a pool of blurry blood, barely connecting the upper and lower body segments.

The golden dragon was on its last breath, practically dying. Its once fierce and furious eyes were now filled with intense fear, and pleading cries escaped its lips.

The moon-white portal to space opened just three meters from his head; it was Rez's doing.

However, that guy had already made his escape.

The golden dragon struggled to climb in, trying to move its claws and drag its body.

But no matter what, he was still unable to move.

Its eyes pleaded as it looked at the mountain emperor, while Bai Mo raised his foot and kicked the portal between time and space, crushing it heavily onto the golden dragon's face.

A brownish radiance spread across his feet, revealing the golden dragon's head being crushed inch by inch.

This is what happens when someone is already low on health but thinks they're amazing and keeps recklessly wasting their time.

A wisp of remnant soul drifted out and lunged at the Mountain Emperor. Bai Mo had no intention of giving the Mountain Emperor any benefits. With a muffled groan, a powerful sonic wave slammed the remnant soul into the remnant body.

Bai Mo's Great Sun Eyes swept across the area, looking at the fleeing observers in the shadows.

Instead of focusing on replenishing the spiritual energy that had been depleted and was now only enough to keep him moving, he immediately sat down and put his body into a deep sleep.

The Mont Blanc Emperor could never have imagined that he would control his body to enter a deep slumber.

When Bai Mo voluntarily withdrew from the state of control over the body, the Mont Blanc Emperor's consciousness also involuntarily entered a state of dormancy along with the body's condition.

It can certainly regain consciousness, but it will take some time.

Bai Mo needed this little bit of time.

He first waved his hand, and a flash of silver light appeared, and the remnants of the golden dragon's body were collected.

Then, the tiger tally was used to absorb the energy of the mountain emperors from the Alps and adjust it to its original state.

Bai Mo frowned slightly after sensing the mountain god crystal that had also been refined.

The battle was too fast; he'd only refined half of it. It's best if he doesn't act rashly.

After doing all this, Bai Mo flashed with silver light and immediately appeared several kilometers away.

The next moment, the Mountain Emperor's foot slammed down on the spot where he had just been standing. (End of Chapter)