Full-Time Magister: Summoning Eight Demons at the Start.

Chapter 42 A Blend of Good and Evil

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Several days later, on the top floor of the Yinmao Building.

The once clear sky gradually darkened, with dark clouds gathering, as if preparing for a heavy rain.

"Old Luo, are you sure this thing will work?"

Lu Cheng looked at the strange green liquid in the transparent cup with a strange expression.

During his previous wilderness training, he brought back some of the Frenzy Spring, intending to try making an antidote for it.

The Holy Lord is now suffering from dementia and has no idea how to concoct potions, so he had no choice but to bring Lope out again.

He can use the magic of all twelve spells now, but the consumption of different spells is different, since he does not have the infinite magic power of the demons.

The most energy-consuming item is the rat charm that transforms stillness into motion. The stronger the object being transformed, the more energy is consumed. Moreover, after he resurrects Lope, he will serve as Lope's "energy system".

The original Rat Talisman was based on the Holy Lord's demonic energy and possessed almost limitless energy, so there was no need to consider how much energy the activated object would consume. But he couldn't do that; he didn't have any near-limitless energy yet.

"It should be fine," Lopez said.

"The spring water you gave me is like a stimulant, while this stuff I made is like a tranquilizer. It should neutralize it."

"But how am I supposed to handle this little bit?" Lu Cheng shook the small water cup.

The rain will need to cover the entire city of Bocheng soon, what good is a little cup like this?

Lopez looked speechless. "What I made is a magical potion, activated with a spell, not something you can just spray around randomly."

"Uh..." Lü Cheng looked embarrassed. "How do I use it?"

Lopez took the potion with a helpless expression. "I think you should learn some righteous magic and the fighting style of Saint Seiya from me, instead of being completely clueless like this."

He doesn't belong to this world, and since he's connected to Lü Cheng's righteous energy, he can't act too much. Otherwise, it would disrupt the pact Lü Cheng made with the demons, and even cause new troubles, leading to a greater disaster.

Saint Seiya cannot sacrifice the greater future for the sake of immediate gains.

He could only do his best to teach this young Saint how to fight, as a Saint, rather than relying on the power of demons.

He knew that power itself was neither good nor evil, but the power of demons was different!

Demons are called demons because they embody the darkness of the world. The power of demons is boundless because human desires and evil thoughts are boundless!

Humans who use the power of demons will inevitably be devoured and turned into the minions of demons, because humans cannot resist these dark desires, which are inherent in them.

The power of the devil will amplify those things infinitely, turning them into slaves of desire, slaves of the devil.

Protected by the aura of an immortal god, Lu Cheng was unable to forcibly interfere with the power of the demons. But now, he deliberately opened his mind and allowed those powers to enter his body.

Despite the protection of the Yin-Yang balance contract, he still had a bad feeling...

Tick ​​tock!

The rain intensified, and soon the air in the entire city of Bo was filled with the torrent of rainwater.

"Why didn't you just stop this disaster?" Lope asked, puzzled.

Lu Cheng had already told him about the disaster that was about to happen in the city: an experiment by an evil organization, and many people would die here.

He intended to destroy this evil organization, but Lü Cheng stopped him.

"Disasters don't disappear, they just shift." Lu Cheng sat on the edge of the rooftop, holding an umbrella.

"If I completely destroy this experiment, the Dark Vatican will move the experiment to another city."

Destroying Bo City was not the goal; it was an experiment, a rehearsal for the official operation in the ancient capital. If Ye Chang did not achieve the desired effect, she would definitely try again in another city.

Where to change to?

he does not know.

He had no special feelings for this city, nor any strong feelings for its people, so he wouldn't let another unknown city bear the burden of this disaster for Bo City just to save the people here.

In fact, if he had to choose, he might prefer Ye Chang.

This doesn't mean he can't distinguish right from wrong; he just doesn't care.

He knew Ye Chang was crazy, and he knew her hands were covered in blood, but what did that have to do with him?

Ye Chang treats him very well.

Regardless of her purpose or reason, Ye Chang was indeed very good to him.

He couldn't bring himself to betray his own family for the greater good.

He helps whoever is good to him.

But he couldn't bear to watch the city be destroyed by Ye Chang.

He couldn't bear to watch these innocent people die before his eyes. He didn't know where his sense of justice came from, even though justice had never paid any attention to him.

It's a struggle.

He had been struggling for a long time.

He felt his mind was noisy, filled with many conflicting voices. Some voices urged him to save the world at all costs, while others told him to ignore this world that didn't need saving...

"Lu Cheng!" Lope's expression tightened.

"No! Stop! Don't activate the Tiger Talisman Spell!"

"It's so noisy..." Lu Cheng lowered his head, seemingly not hearing Luo Pei's voice, and a tiger pattern with two heads appeared faintly in his eyes.

"Stop!" Lope was too busy casting the potion spell to get away and could only hope that her voice would have some effect.

Unfortunately, it didn't work.

The two energies of Yin and Yang began to emanate from the depths of Lü Cheng's soul, the power of the demon and the power of the god intertwined endlessly.

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Good thoughts and evil thoughts, a constant struggle.

"Enough!" Lu Cheng covered his head, and the tiger talisman pattern in his eyes suddenly shattered.

"Stop arguing!"

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"Holy Lord, what exactly are you worried about?"

At Lü Cheng's home, west Mu and Sheng Zhu were assigned to stay behind to protect Ye Xin Xia and did not participate in this operation.

"What are you worried about?" the Holy Lord asked in return.

"Transforming him into Yang Li will significantly weaken you," west Mu said.

In the end of the ancient demon war, the eight great demons defeated the other demon wizards, successfully seized control of the human realm, and gained a continuous source of power.

Although the eight demons correspond to the Yin Bagua, the Yang Bagua has been sealed off by them, and no one can occupy it. Therefore, they can also control the power of the Yang Bagua.

Now that the Holy Lord has pushed Lü Cheng into Yang Li's position, it is equivalent to him voluntarily and permanently giving up a part of his power.

"Or do you really treat him like a son?" Ximu asked, amused.

"You didn't even go this far with that devilish little dragon, your own son."

"No." The Holy Lord shook his head.

"Something's wrong with him. I had to give up Yang Li's power and push him up."

He originally had another plan: to simply transform Lü Cheng into a demon. In that case, the contract they had made would still break, and Lü Cheng, now a demon, would lose control of the sword. He could then gain true freedom like the other demons.

But something's not right!

Lü Cheng is really acting strangely!

The descendants of immortal gods don't care about actions or intentions!

Those people are true saints, their words and deeds are consistent!

The aura of an immortal god on Lü Cheng's body is real, and the sword is real too, but this kid's personality and thoughts don't match up!

Even if they are descendants of immortal gods who have not yet truly awakened, they may not be so obsessed, but their inherent benevolence cannot be concealed. They would never be like Lü Cheng, who is completely indifferent to the life and death of others, and even almost disregards all life!

It's all of them!

This cannot be explained by a personality issue.

Therefore, he had a bad feeling.

"I'm a little worried. He might be the reincarnation of those immortal gods." The Holy Lord's expression darkened slightly.

"If that's really the case..."

"Um?"

Feeling the sudden surge of power within his body, Ximu was stunned.

What's going on? The gates of hell have been opened?

(End of this chapter)