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

Chapter 66 Angel Armor

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"Brother Acheng, what are these?"

Ye Xinxia looked at the strange-looking man in black with a strange expression.

Could it be a summoned beast as well?

"You can think of them as undead creatures," Lü Cheng said.

The Shadow Legion are shadow creatures born from the fusion of the energy of the nine former generals' fallen warriors and the Shadow Kingdom.

These shadow warriors have no independent consciousness; they merely retain the skills they possessed in life. They will wholeheartedly carry out their master's orders, and their strength and intelligence are linked to their master, making them the most perfect weapons.

"An undead creature?" Ye Xinxia was taken aback. "Brother Acheng, you've awakened your necromancy?"

"No." Lü Cheng shook his head.

"This is a shadow-based ability."

Some time ago, the Holy Lord secretly slipped into the Dark Dimension, killed a Dark King, and seized a share of the King's status. Then, he used dimensional summoning to locate the Holy Lord's position. Under the Holy Lord's manipulation, a summoning contract was signed with the Shadow Kingdom in the Dark Dimension.

His contact with the dark dimension caused him to passively awaken the Shadow element, and the massive influx of dark energy directly turned his Shadow Stardust into a galaxy!

Now, he can summon shadow legions and special creatures from the dark dimension at will using shadow magic.

However, since the Shadow Legion is broadly defined as summoning dimensional beings from the dark dimension, it is subject to dimensional repulsion and its numbers are subject to certain limitations.

Currently, he can only summon a maximum of one hundred shadow warriors, all of whom are at the servant level.

If the number is reduced to ten, then the strength of these ten shadow warriors will become that of a general.

If the number is reduced to one, then this single Shadow Warrior's strength is at the Commander level!

With the total energy remaining constant, the greater the quantity, the worse the quality.

The Commander level is the limit that a single Shadow Legion member can reach. If more dark energy is poured into it, the Shadow Legion will explode because it cannot withstand that much energy.

However, it's not a big problem; if the quality isn't good enough, we can make up for it with quantity.

It's unlimited anyway, use it as you like.

"Choose someone you find somewhat agreeable to be your bodyguard," Lü Cheng said.

"Bodyguard?" Ye Xinxia was taken aback.

"Isn't Xiaotian enough?"

"Xiaotian can only fight, and he makes too much noise. The Shadow Legion can do many other things," Lu Cheng said.

"I can't always be by your side, so if you need anything, you can just ask these shadow soldiers to do it."

"Okay." Ye Xinxia didn't say much and began to carefully select.

Too big, too fierce, too human-like, too inhuman, too terrifying...

"This one, please." Ye Xinxia picked up a small black shadow soldier.

Shadow Eater!

Lu Cheng looked at him strangely. "You have a good eye. This is the most dangerous one."

He determines the upper limit of the strength of the other Shadow Soldiers, but for the Shadow Devourer, he can only determine its lower limit!

The Shadow Eater can devour the shadows of living beings, growing infinitely stronger!

However, the Holy Lord has already tested it, and this thing is countered by the light magic of this world. If it is hit by powerful light magic, the absorbed shadows will quickly disappear.

As for how the Holy Lord conducted the test...

He heard from Old Man Bao that the Holy City had been attacked!

"Danger?" Ye Xinxia was taken aback and looked at the cute Shadow Eater in her palm.

"Where is it dangerous?"

"If used properly, it can be a match for a whole country!" Lü Cheng said earnestly.

"..."

Ye Xinxia was taken aback. "Is it that exaggerated?"

"It's not an exaggeration at all," Lü Cheng shrugged.

"And its attacks can be retracted, which is perfect for you."

Shadow Eaters can devour shadows or spit them back.

Terrifying, yet merciful.

……

"An exchange student experience?"

In the principal's office, Lü Cheng, who had been suspended for several months, was finally reinstated.

"Are you suggesting I become an exchange student?" Lü Cheng asked with a strange expression.

Dean Xiao's eye twitched slightly. "Do you think that's possible?"

Although the specially appointed teacher has the status of a student at Mingzhu Academy, he is ultimately not a normal student, and he would not resort to such unethical moves just to save face.

"I want you to lead the team. In addition to the competition, this year's exchange students will also have a training activity," Dean Xiao said.

"Since you're free anyway, go out for a walk instead of always going to the Three Steps Tower."

At this point, Dean Xiao didn't know whether he should say something in response.

It was originally agreed that he would provide Lü Cheng with a week of Three-Step Tower training time every month, but this kid thought the time was too short, so he simply went to the main campus, using only mental magic and not high-level magic, and fought with the students of the main campus, using the Three-Step Tower training opportunity as a wager!

Students can gang up on him, and if they win, they can get his monthly training time at the Three-Step Tower.

then!

This kid has won all the students' chances to enter the Three-Step Tower!

The trouble he's caused these past few months has made him regret hiring the kid.

Those kids at the main campus, how come they're so brainless?

Is it possible for a high-level mage capable of summoning a commander-level wyvern to have weak mental power?

Even if they only use mind magic, they are still high-level combatants!

They entered the fray brimming with confidence, only to find themselves completely overwhelmed, unable to even cast a spell...

……

imperial capital.

After visiting various attractions along the way, Lü Cheng and his group arrived at the Imperial Capital Magic Academy.

As the top magic academy in the country, its environment and infrastructure are far superior to those of Pearl Academy.

Of course, the most crucial factor is the quality of the students.

After all, this is an area dominated by clans, and most of the students here have ample resources supporting them. Nine out of ten students are big spenders.

Therefore, in the annual exchange student competitions, universities in the capital city generally win more often than they lose.

However, this has absolutely nothing to do with Lü Cheng.

He's here for tourism!

"Long time no see, old man Pang."

Lu Cheng from the Royal Magic Association came to see Pang Lai.

"What did you call me, teacher?" Jiang Yu's eyes twitched violently.

Old Man Pang?

"Hehe, it's nothing." Pang Lai smiled.

Song Qiming also had the nickname "Old Man Bao," but his nickname "Old Man Pang" wasn't anything special.

I'm currently reading the error-free version! This is the first time I've published this novel.

Moreover, he had already learned about Lü Cheng's background from Song Qiming, and this child was also his junior.

"What, have you thought it through and decided to come and work for me?" Pang Lai asked.

"No." Lü Cheng shook his head.

"I'm leading a group of exchange students and I just happened to stop by to see you. Also, I have a question for you."

"What's the problem?" Pang Lai asked curiously.

"..."

"Jiang Yu, you can go out now," Pang Lai said.

"...Oh." Despite his curiosity, Jiang Yu obediently left the room.

Lu Cheng took out a woman's bracelet. "You should already know my background. Some time ago, my spatial ability reached an advanced level, and then I opened this thing."

"But, what's inside..."

With a thought, Lü Cheng conjured a golden holy sword in his hand.

The next instant, a bright light flashed, and a golden angel suit enveloped Lü Cheng.

"What's going on?" Lu Cheng asked, puzzled.

He couldn't trace the origin of this sword at all, but its energy was incredibly vast, and even with his current cultivation as a high-level mage and his perfected fifth-realm spiritual power, he was having trouble controlling it.

Pang Lai's eye twitched violently. "Whatever you do outside, don't take this out!"

"If you don't want the Holy City to come knocking on your door."

Lu Cheng was taken aback. "What do you mean?"

"This is the Holy City's Angel Set." Pang Lai covered her face.

"Legend has it that this powerful weapon, blessed by the Heavenly Father, is a sacred relic of the Holy City. It mysteriously disappeared twenty years ago, and the Holy City has been searching for it ever since. If they find out that this thing is in your hands..."

Su Meng, what did your son do to offend you?

Are you trying to screw him over like this?

You... are wrong!

Pang Lai snapped back to reality. "How did you get dressed like that?"

This thing, like the Parthenon in the Parthenon Temple, is a sacred object created and bestowed by the "Father" worshipped by the Holy City. Even the seven archangels throughout history dare not touch it or use it forcibly. The light energy inside would burn even a forbidden light magician to ashes!

"I opened it, and it got on me." Lu Cheng shrugged.

"It put it on by itself?" Pang Lai looked bewildered.

No, isn't the Holy City thing just a bluff?

Does this thing really have its own consciousness?

Pang Lai's expression was complicated. "You shouldn't take this out for now. Let me find out more about it for you."

"What do you mean?" Lu Cheng asked, puzzled.

"This set of armor is a sacred relic of the Holy City, just like the Parthenon's spirit in the Parthenon Temple. However, no one has been able to use it for thousands of years. The fact that you are wearing it now means that you may have some kind of connection with the Heavenly Father whom the Holy City worships," Pang Lai said.

Lu Cheng looked puzzled. "What if I wore this to the Holy City..."

"I suggest you don't do that!" Pang Lai interrupted.

"The infighting in the Holy City is also very serious. If you arrive in the Holy City in this manner, you will definitely gain a large number of fanatical believers, and they may even worship you as the son of God."

"However, there's also the possibility of assassination!"

What became of Venté, who was the inhabitant of the Parthenon's spirit and revered as a saint and great sage throughout Greece?

In the eyes of those at the top, faith has become nothing more than a slogan.

If Lü Cheng were to rashly appear before the Holy City, he would most likely encounter the same fate that Wen Tai suffered back then.

"Wait, didn't you tell Old Man Bao?" Pang Lai asked.

"I already said so," Lü Cheng shrugged.

"But he only glanced at it and told me to put it away immediately and never wear it out!"

Pang Lai's eye twitched slightly. "Then what do you do now...?"

"He wouldn't say much, so I definitely have to find someone who's willing to talk more and ask him," Lü Cheng said matter-of-factly.

"I don't know many big shots, so the closest one I can turn to right now is you."

"..."

Pang Lai took a deep breath.

For a moment, he didn't know whether he should be happy or complain.

The fact that this kid was willing to tell him this kind of thing shows that he still trusts him.

But Song Qiming already told you not to wear it out, and you still came all the way to the capital to wear it for me?

You really inherited your personality from your mother!

Is there something wrong with this thing?

Hey! I don't believe it. Let me try it and see!

(End of this chapter)