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

Bai Mo was somewhat surprised, not expecting that Michael actually wanted to share the cake with him.

Unfortunately, he doesn't like desserts!

"Will I encounter tremendous resistance?" Bai Mo pushed the table with both hands, sat back, and glanced at Shaka with a smile.

"No, I don't think so. I will not continue to play the game of domination, and the Holy City does not need to continue to exist. Totalitarianism is not conducive to the development of magic in the world."

You are not important to me, but it is very important that I don't have you!

Upon hearing this, Remiel and the others' expressions changed, and they looked at Bai Mo with horror, seemingly worried that he would make a move right now.

Shaka, as if she had just realized something, nodded in agreement.

"Hahahaha! Absurd! How utterly absurd!!"

Seemingly completely disbelieving and disagreeing with Bai Mo's explanation, he stared intently at Bai Mo, his stern face resembling a sculpted decree.

"You don't want to rule? Perhaps you have already achieved it. That's just how the world is; the strong always rule the weak."

Even if the Holy City's power is returned to them, what then? It's just a fleeting moment of glory; desire will sooner or later drive the strong to rule the weak!

The Holy City was not built in a day, nor was its supreme status established in a single generation.

Michael had read the history of the Holy City, and the first few generations of angels did indeed genuinely do things to help the world!

But so what? People will only remember what you took, not what you gave.

They might even question you when you haven't done a good job.

After realizing that he was doing something thankless and that it was very likely to cause him to lose his own interests!

Soon after, the angels of the Holy City changed their strategy, shifting their focus from stabilizing the human situation to targeting demons.

They have become focused on strengthening their rule over humanity!

Michael looked at Bai Mo with a mocking gaze, as if he were laughing at his flimsy lies.

"Totalitarian rule never stops; power increases dramatically as individual strength grows. Even if you don't want to, someone else will!"

Even your family, friends, and loved ones—human desires are endless; don't you have them too? The Holy City is the perfect machine for controlling desires; if you wish, it can be handed over to you at any time. Why bother with a new one?

Michael and the others had a simple idea: as long as the Holy City still existed and the angelic soul remained, the Holy City would still be the Holy City and the angels would still be angels after several generations!

As for Bai Mo, he is merely a symbol in history books.

At that time, the fact that the Holy City was controlled by outsiders could be seen as the Holy City recruiting a powerful henchman.

He had to admit that Remiel's proposal was good, and therefore he was willing to sit down and talk.

But to his surprise, the person in front of him naively told him that he opposed totalitarian rule.

Bai Mo was not moved by Michael's words, nor did he expect to change the world's mindset by himself.

The influence of the Holy City is just too great; it's like a benchmark and role model.

If it is positive, then so is the organization of the world.

But it's not as upright as people imagine!

People leave most of their imagination of a bright, beautiful, and ideal world here.

However, the reality is that this place is also a slave kingdom that serves the seven archangels.

If it still served to deter demons, then those demons had also become part of the city's inhabitants.

Bai Mo wasn't sure if the vast majority of the chaos in the world, the twisted villains, and the ambitious people who would stop at nothing to gain power were simply imitating the Holy City after seeing its true face.

But at least some of them!

Looking at Michael, Bai Mo knew exactly what they were thinking without even thinking, so he said calmly:

"Let me say it again, I do not rule over the weak. If you insist on thinking that I control something, then I tell you, I rule over desire itself."

"You have become slaves to his influence, but I will only carry it with me and be myself."

There was no forceful tone in his voice, but the undeniable authority made Michael and the others' expressions change drastically.

After discovering that this person seemed completely unmoved, Michael, still unwilling to give up, said in a tone that was half-argument and half-persuasion:

"Impossible! Human desires are like a boulder rolling down a mountain; once they start, they can never be stopped. No one can control them!"

Michael rose from his seat, his aura surging, and solemnly faced Bai Mo.

"If you don't change your mind and continue to go your own way, then let's settle this with magic. If you want to disband the Holy City, you'll have to crush my corpse first!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a magnificent green light suddenly shone from all directions.

Countless Demon-Sealing Sunflowers can be seen appearing throughout the entire Holy Mansion, even indoors!

Vast fields of sunflowers with golden veins—their quality is far superior to that of sunflowers found in the city!

They rushed out of the room almost instantly and wrapped themselves around Bai Mo and Sha Jia's bodies in the blink of an eye!

Sixteen wings appeared behind Michael, and a powerful aura rose from him, making him look like a judgment angel.

"The Azure Holy Fire Divine Sword!!"

A dazzling cyan-gold longsword suddenly appeared in his hand, with five other patterns swirling within it!

If you look closely, you'll find that the five patterns are extremely similar to the aura on Remiel and the others!

The illusory wings slowly ignited with cyan-gold flames, and Michael's eyes became clear and bright as he gazed at Bai Mo, slowly raising the Cyan-Gold Sacred Fire Divine Sword.

"Teacher, be careful! Michael has fused with the souls of several angels, including Remiel!"

Upon hearing Shaka's urgent cries, Bai Mo suddenly realized why Michael had gained sixteen wings in such a short time—it turned out he had sacrificed other angels!

"They at least had the sense to distinguish right from wrong; they didn't take your angelic soul!"

"No, an angelic soul embryo can only be removed if the recipient consents."

"Hmph! You dare to speak when you're about to die!"

Seeing Bai Mo's attitude of completely disregarding him, Michael was immediately enraged and unleashed the Azure Gold Sacred Fire Divine Sword!

In an instant, the entire holy mansion was suddenly illuminated by azure-gold light, so intense that it was impossible to open one's eyes or see the surroundings!

A sharp aura spread in all directions, and countless profound barrier runes appeared on the entire holy site, reinforcing, sealing, and maintaining stability.

But it was clear that the entire towering holy mansion was trembling slightly, and the rune barriers and array restrictions were collapsing inch by inch, with large cracks appearing on the stone-brick holy mansion!

The attention of everyone nearby was drawn to the change at that moment. As their attention was focused on the Holy Mansion, an extremely powerful cyan-gold sword aura pierced through the heavy Holy Mansion and poured out!

Immediately following the second and third waves, as the expressions of astonishment and fear appeared on the faces of the patrolmen, more and more cyan-gold sword energies pierced through the shattered holy mansion and overflowed!

The sword energy stirred up a storm in the outer plaza, and some mages who were not paying attention and did not dodge were directly cut in half. The buildings were also pulverized under the sword energy.

Screams, roars, and wails spread from here in an instant, but before they could boil over, a loud explosion caused the pupils of those watching the Holy Mansion to shrink sharply!

The most towering and magnificent place in the holy city, the Holy Residence, which was engraved with the core patterns of the entire holy city, exploded!

The booming explosions could be clearly heard even by the mages standing guard on the outer city walls.

It was as if a thunderbolt had struck the hearts of everyone in the Holy City!

Everyone looked in the direction from which the sound came, and saw a figure in azure feather robes standing proudly in the air. Behind him, the wings of a sixteen-winged angel fluttered slightly, and azure-gold light scattered.

"Lord Michael!"

Someone exclaimed in surprise, and then they saw Remiel and the others looking rather disheveled not far behind Michael.

Wait, who made Lord Michael so prepared?!

Their gazes immediately focused on Bai Mo.

Unlike Michael, who was suspended in the air, he stood quietly on the ground, surrounded by shattered Demon-Sealing Sunflowers.

In his hand, he held a peerless, sharp, cyan-gold sword light that seemed capable of cleaving through chaos!

Michael stared intently at Bai Mo's hand holding the Azure Gold Sacred Fire Divine Sword!

He could only see a faint silver light floating in that hand, while the destructive light, scorching flames, and sharp judgment emanating from the Azure Gold Sacred Fire Divine Sword seemed to have been completely sealed away!

"Impossible! How come you don't have a single injury!"

Michael roared hysterically as he merged the power of the five archangels and the power of five different angels, becoming a sixteen-winged angel.

Even the bird on Bai Mo's shoulder was a match for him. How could he possibly be captured so easily with a full-force attack, without even injuring it in the slightest?

Michael's wings suddenly vibrated, and a magnificent and holy mountain appeared above his head, radiating endless brilliance and bringing an aura of power that seemed to encompass the entire world.

Everyone who saw it changed their expression and kept their distance, not daring to approach.

You can see a dazzling halo of holy light rising from that sacred mountain, spreading out layer by layer, rendering the entire sky above the holy city holy!

A faint phantom of mountains appeared at that moment, enveloping the Holy City and Bai Mo.

"Heavenly Mountain! Under the rules, accept eternal repentance!"

With a push of his arms, Michael sent the magnificent and majestic Holy Light Mountain crashing down on Bai Mogai!

With an extremely cold expression, Michael glared arrogantly at Bai Mo.

Heavenly Mountain is the rule of the Star System, the source of all magic. All those who cultivate the Star System cannot escape the fate of losing all their power under the radiance of Heavenly Mountain!

Since this guy won't listen to reason, let's just suppress him!

The crushing Heavenly Mountain will shatter all his cultivation, trampling him mercilessly into the dust.

The booming sound was like the sound of something collapsing under the strain.

Michael watched with excitement as the Heavenly Mountain descended, crushing the man and the traitorous angel into dust!

Have you ever heard the saying?

However, amidst the rumbling sounds, a faint voice calmly emerged.

He was so calm, as if nothing had happened to him.

"They're putting on quite a show, but it's too late to plead for them now."

Michael sneered inwardly, but subconsciously asked, "Know what?"

"The height of a fountain will never exceed that of its source."

Bai Mo's words gradually became clearer. Michael was about to say that it was all a charade, but suddenly his eyes widened, his pupils trembled violently, and the arrogant expression on his face collapsed. His mouth opened wide, his eyes widened, and a clear look of fear crept onto his face.

All the holy city mages around, or the mages from other countries who were watching from afar, looked as if they had seen a ghost, each of them like terracotta warriors, staring at that place stiffly.

You can see the majestic Heavenly Mountain pressing down inch by inch, but it also reveals Bai Mo's body inch by inch.

The serene figure bathed in holy light became clearer and clearer, and everyone realized that it was Heavenly Mountain pressing down!

I'm clearly being forcibly imprisoned by this person!

You can see the once magnificent and sacred mountain shrinking inch by inch and falling little by little, replaced by endless silver light surrounding it.

The light on Paradise Mountain diminished rapidly as it shrank, until it became a palm-sized ornament in Bai Mo's palm, at which point it was only as bright as a table lamp!

Not to mention the suppression of magical cultivation, even the Heavenly Mountain, which the Holy City regarded as a treasure and its trump card, was directly suppressed!

Bai Mo was completely untouched by dirt. Not only him, but also Shaka beside him and Zhuque dozing on his shoulder were unaffected in the slightest.

"Now you should understand, the fountain's height can never exceed its source. No matter how strong you are, it's only given to you by the Father, and I am the Father of our time!"

In an instant, everyone who heard these words was utterly shocked!

"Since you wish to perish along with this city, then I will grant your wish."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly flicked the sword in his other hand, revealing a sharp, cyan-gold sword light that had transformed into a mysterious and dazzling silver-white!

Even more dazzling silver flames burn fiercely on it!

The sword light started from a single point in Bai Mo's hand, then expanded and gathered after being thrown out, eventually completely covering the entire Holy City. The raging silver flames burned the heavens and the earth in an instant!

Compared to the half of the Holy City that was ignited and destroyed by the magnificent silver fire, Michael, who was cleanly and decisively split in two, was not so conspicuous!

No one was injured or killed in the silver divine fire; only the city was destroyed, along with the person who was destined to live and die with the city.

Everything happened almost in an instant, so fast that the onlookers didn't even have time to react!

Some people even stood in the raging silver flames for a long time, so long that the surrounding buildings were completely destroyed!

Only then did he realize what had happened, and he let out a strange scream before escaping the flames.

At the very moment Michael died, six golden rays suddenly shot out.

But before they could disappear, Bai Mo's eyes narrowed, a silver symbol appeared, and six golden lights suddenly solidified in the air, then fell into his palm like a string of beads.

Remiel and the others watched longingly, opened their mouths, and then sighed.

They exchanged a glance, and Remiel, steeling himself, stepped forward and slowly said:

"You've won. What are you going to do with us?"

He tried his best to suppress the fear in his heart, afraid that the person in front of him would say, "You might as well go and keep Michael company."

Although the man in front of them did not show any murderous intent, not even Michael.

But that's precisely what makes it even more terrifying!

Just like an elephant, it doesn't show any emotion towards ants on the road.

How could he be sure that Bai Mo wouldn't just stomp them to death with a single kick?

"I hereby announce the dissolution of the Holy City, and then register your names with the Forbidden Spells Association for observation. What you do with the time you have left is none of my business."

"Of course, if you don't want to cause trouble!"

Upon hearing this, Sariel, who had been eavesdropping nearby, beamed with delight.

"Don't worry, we absolutely won't!"

In fact, these returning angels are different from Shaka; they are all over fifty years old, and their remaining lifespan is not much.

If we can get through this smoothly, even without the position of archangel, it's not unacceptable!

"Shaka, take them there. And tell me where the Holy City's secret manual is located," Bai Mo said to Shaka.

Upon hearing this, Shaka nodded, her face filled with a relieved joy.

"Okay, teacher."

Bai Mo wasn't worried that Remiel and the others would cause any more trouble. He had taken away the angel soul embryos, and he believed they would strictly follow his orders.

Meanwhile, as the six archangels, led by Shaka, announced the formation and disbandment in front of everyone in the Holy City Square...

An uproar was evident on almost everyone's face!

"Why? Does this place no longer exist?!"

"That's probably impossible."

"It's possible that half the city is gone."

A former vassal state of the Holy City stepped forward and loudly proclaimed, "Without the Holy City, who will lead us?"

"No one is leading you; you should have your own leaders and select your own people to make decisions."

Shaka glanced at him and recognized that it was a kingdom under the Holy City, which provided food and wine to the city in exchange for security.

"The mages of the Holy City will return to their places of origin. Of course, you can also choose to join magical organizations in other countries. From now on, this place will just be an ordinary town."

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. Some felt that this was not a good thing, while others thought it was excellent, with opportunities right in front of them.

The Holy City is gone, but perhaps they can support another one and become the new world nobility.

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Upon entering the Secret Scripture Pavilion, Bai Mo slowly sat down. He had come here to search for something special.

For example, regarding the soul embryo in his hand, after entering the Central Emperor, Bai Mo felt that the soul embryo was most likely made by the Holy Father using his own soul.

Athena's divine soul still retains a trace of her own will, so whether her soul embryo exists is another matter for Bai Mo to say.

At the same time, he also wanted to see if there was anything here that could help him find the answer to his problem.

However, before he looked through the documents, he had something even more important to do.

Taking out the sealed Heavenly Mountain, Bai Mo stared at the object in his palm that resembled a nightlight, and gradually, wisps of pale yellow lines appeared in his eyes.

These patterns slowly spread out, like countless mosquitoes or countless carving knives, appearing throughout the space and eroding towards Paradise Mountain.

Fine, black stones began to fall out in a flurry. With this change, many mages who had just entered the advanced stage could clearly feel that their training in the application of control was becoming more effective.

The stones continued to fall, and when Bai Mo discovered that there were no more Origin Stones to continue restoring the source, he put Paradise Mountain aside.

His gaze fell downwards, landing on the Origin Stones scattered on the ground around him, which numbered about one cubic meter. His eyes were deep and unfathomable.

With a wave of his hand, Bai Mo absorbed and compressed all the Origin Stones into the space in his palm, and once again entered the Realm of Rules.

Gazing at Paradise Mountain, he attempted to inscribe the rule that everyone could awaken magic at the age of sixteen into the very essence of magic.

You can see that all the Origin Stones burst into bright colors for a moment, but all of them dimmed in the next moment.

Clearly, they are completely incapable of doing that.

Bai Mo's gaze darkened. To be honest, it would be very difficult for him to adopt a worldview that was oriented towards the strong.

He never really intended to achieve it; he simply wanted to help ordinary people in the world.

Magic is not so easy for most people to awaken.

This is why two groups, mages and ordinary people, have emerged, which is also the biggest contradiction within humanity.

If everyone were a mage, even if a few powerful individuals could wreak havoc for a time, many more would eliminate them.

After all, who isn't a magician at some point!

However, it seems I was being a bit presumptuous. The rule that everyone can learn magic is something that a single Origin Stone cannot achieve.

"Hehehe, don't waste your energy. If you want to change anything, you should think it over carefully."

Just then, a voice suddenly rang out in Bai Mo's mind.

Slightly startled, Bai Mo quickly realized the source of the soul shadow.

His gaze pierced through space, looking at the angelic soul embryo placed in his personal space.

They were sealed away, but now they have merged together.

"The Holy Father?!"

"It's been so long since I've heard that title. I have my own name, but it doesn't seem to matter. The imprisoned angelic soul has awakened me."

The voice carried a sense of vicissitude, and the unified holy light twisted slightly, as if trying to break free.

"Unfortunately, I don't have the strength to break free from this level of confinement. Junior, I can't control what you do, but it's impossible for everyone to learn magic."

"Why?" Bai Mo asked. He didn't care about a wisp of remnant soul, after all, it couldn't cause any trouble.

"The world is incomplete~ I can't describe the specifics. You can go outside the void and take a look. Once you've seen it, you'll understand."

The voice grew weaker and weaker until it finally fell silent. Bai Mo called out several times, watching as the fused soul embryo dispersed into six parts once more.

After a moment of silence, I finally decided to get down to business first.

Whether this thing was fake or genuinely fake, he got the information he wanted.

Beyond the void?

He had indeed never been to such a far place.

Judging from the words of this lingering soul, where can one glimpse the essence of the world, or its entirety?

Otherwise, how could we obtain the incomplete answers about the world? (End of Chapter)