Full-Time Magister: The Jade Serpent's Three-Flower Pupil Captures Apas

Chapter 103 Evil Armor and Imperial Robe, Fusion! The Cataclysm Ends

The Immortal Herb Secret Realm, within the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye Space.

The milky white and vermilion two-tone hot spring emanates wisps of misty energy, echoing the sacred spring of Xiayudi not far away.

The warm energy nurtures numerous rare medicinal herbs, making the Immortal Herb Realm resemble a blessed land from a cultivation novel.

On a hill.

Song Zhongzheng sat cross-legged, his black armor gradually being refined with each breath he took.

Two and a half minutes later.

Song Zhong suddenly opened his eyes, and a dark gray divine light flashed in his pupils.

A black imperial robe belt instantly wrapped around Song Zhong's abdomen, and mysterious black patterns appeared on his body, as imperial energy summoned the other armor components.

"Clang!"

"Clang!!"

"Clang clang clang!!!!"

Armor, gauntlets, helmet, shoulder armor, leg armor, and boots—multiple black components of the Evil Armor Emperor Robe floated in mid-air, flew to Song Zhong's side, and automatically donned their full attire.

The black imperial energy faintly emitted a red glow, which flashed and disappeared in the visor of the faceplate.

Evil Armor and Imperial Robe, Combined!

"boom!!"

A terrifying, invisible aura spread out, sweeping in all directions. Fortunately, Song Zhong withdrew his aura in time, otherwise the herb garden would have been in serious trouble.

"The energy of this Evil Armor Emperor Robe truly exceeds my expectations; it directly reaches the peak of the Lesser Emperor realm!"

When Song Zhong looked inward into his spiritual world, he saw a dark gray, cold light cluster above the four star seas and two star rivers.

Desolate, lifeless, dangerous, a mass of extremely pure dark energy.

This is the power of the Evil Armor Emperor Robe; more precisely, it also contains a portion of Hades' authority.

It is about one-third. As for the other two contenders for Hades' power, they are Khufu and Queen of the Bones.

The Evil Armor Emperor Robe stores dark energy, but it is not unlimited. Song Zhong needs to replenish his full strength with his essence every time he uses it.

"With the power of the Evil Armor Emperor Robe, even if the Holy City were to stand in its way, it would be nothing more than an ant."

"As for this one-third of Hades' authority, I will take it back from my enemies, Khufu and Queen of the Dead, in the future."

Song Zhong pondered the series of things he would do after obtaining the Evil Armor Emperor Robe.

The Great Wall, formed from the Sha Yuan and the Azure Dragon, are the greatest legacies left by the ancient king, and we must make good use of them.

Of course, this also includes the eight directions of the dead kings and the millions of undead legions of the ancient capital, all of which were the troops under Song Zhong's command after he unified the underworld.

"Forget it, let's resolve the crisis in the ancient capital first."

Song Zhong glanced at the achievements section.

[Achievements: Rank B Achievement - Cataclysm in the Ancient Capital (In Progress)]

(Prevent the destruction of the ancient capital, control or defeat the inherited power of the ancient king, B-level achievement reward: B-level deduction card *1, deduction points *10000)

Honestly, this B-level mission is the easiest one. You can complete it without doing anything and just watching Mo Fan run around doing everything.

However, if we just follow the original plot, the Evil Armor Emperor Robe, this divine artifact, will be worn by Zhan Kong again, and ultimately be lost to the Holy City.

What a waste! This is unacceptable!

However, after Song Zhong traveled through time, he changed this plot.

Naturally, Zhan Kong will not die from this, and the legacy of the ancient king can also be used on the blade.

"It's time to go out and end this catastrophe, and complete the B-level achievement."

Song Zhong thought to himself, while simultaneously controlling the Immortal Herb Secret Realm to drift towards the vicinity of the Fiend Abyss.

It's time to wrap this up.

Controlling his strange fire avatar, Song Zhong donned the black evil armor imperial robe and remotely controlled it using his Heavenly Emperor Flame Body.

"."

outside world.

Song Zhong's true form has arrived outside the north city wall, and the four spirits of different flames have responded to his call and become even more active.

Han Ji and the others also used their own methods, some riding the Wings of Wind, others flapping their Winged Demon Tools, all gazing at the direction of the Abyss of Fiends not far away.

They are waiting for the outcome, good or bad, to fight for a chance of survival for the millions of people in the ancient capital.

"retreat!"

Song Zhong remotely controlled the strange fire avatar with his mind, and a figure in black armor appeared out of the vortex without warning.

"Associate Song, everyone, on high alert!"

Han Ji's expression darkened, and he, Zhu Meng, Du Xiao, and the others stared at the figure in black armor as if facing a formidable enemy.

However, the figure in black armor merely hovered in the air, indifferently watching the group of ancient capital's super-level mages.

"Splash!"

The four unconscious people were casually tossed out by the figure in black armor; they were none other than the demonized Mo Fan, Zhang Xiaohou, Su Xiaoluo, and Zhan Kong.

Han Ji raised his hand and pointed, and a huge high-level plant-type magic - Ghost Wood Hand - extended a large number of vines to support the four unconscious people.

Then, the figure in black armor glanced at Song Zhong, stepped into the void, and the eight Heavenly Fire Rulers shattered with a crash.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

"Huh~~!!"

The mountain corpse let out a low growl and bowed its head respectfully to the figure in black armor.

After the Nine Netherworlds, the Mist Demon Commander, the White Corpse King, the Agate Corpse Lord, the Red Skull Demon Lord, the Ghost King, and the six surviving kings all bowed their heads.

"Ancient Ancient Ancient King?!"

The mysterious gray-haired man was utterly distraught, and Han Ji and the others looked even more grim, all because the ancient king had been resurrected.

When an emperor makes a move, you can tell whether he's capable or not.

The opponent could easily neutralize Song Zhong's fire-based semi-forbidden magic. If he were to attack the ancient capital, it would likely be a human tragedy with widespread devastation.

But the figure in black armor turned away coldly, leaving everyone with an aloof and unparalleled silhouette.

As he turned around, the corpse of the mountain seemed to receive some kind of command, and it turned around and strode away from the city.

"Thump!!"

"Thump!!"

"Thump!!!"

With each step the corpse of the mountain took, the earth shook, and with each step it took, an army of the undead would inexplicably sink into the soil.

The eight tribes under the command of the Eight-Directional King vanished one after another, and skeletons and rotting corpses disappeared into the earth.

Meanwhile, the flying ghostly legion swept away in overwhelming numbers, chasing after the corpse of the mountain, or rather, the direction of the ancient king.

The black tide of the undead completely disappeared, the fear of the enemy besieging the city faded, and a ray of golden sunlight shone on the land.

"He just left like that?!"

The mysterious gray-white man looked incredulous, his lips trembling as he muttered to himself.

"Although, we did survive."

Zhu Meng was also horrified, while Han Ji breathed a long sigh of relief on his aged face.

Although I don't know why the ancient king didn't attack the ancient capital, it's good that he survived.

Looking at the north city wall, the monks cheered with joy.

"We survived! Unbelievable!"

"The dead are gone, we won!"

"."

Song Zhong also arrived, flapping his pair of magnificent Sky Wings, with the Totem Black Serpent and the Sea Eagle God following closely behind.

"Gentlemen, please keep the matter of Mo Fan's demonization a secret."

Song Zhong took out several bottles of healing potions and gave them to Mo Fan, Zhang Xiaohou, and Su Xiaoluo.

He then looked at Han Ji and his group and said in a deep voice.

P.S.: Thank you for the 1666 reading coins reward during my boredom, emptiness, and loneliness. Thank you for your support. Please continue reading, add to your favorites, and vote! (^_^)

(End of this chapter)