Full-Time Mage: Starting with Gengar, selected for the National Tournament

Chapter 121 Enhanced Spell Armor, Evolution!

"Fang Gu, what are you doing?!" Zhang Xiaohou exclaimed in fear.

"What am I going to do? I'm going to inherit everything here, of course!"

Fang Gu roared excitedly, "My guess was right! The true ancient king has long since vanished into the annals of time!"

"In his white palace, only this royal armor remains, and this blood throne that commands the realm of the dead... The realm of the dead he created, his boundless magic, his unparalleled wisdom... Hahaha... all mine!"

Fang Gu's face grew increasingly pale, and his voice emitted a strange metallic sound that echoed from the top of the empty altar.

His laughter was very strange.

It clearly came from the throat.

But he felt something else, hiding within his skin and flesh, making that sound in his place.

"What's wrong with him?" Su Xiaolu asked in alarm.

Zhang Xiaohou's expression turned serious, and he quickly pulled her behind him.

"He became a sacrifice; strictly speaking, he has become part of the ancient king," Chu Ming said calmly.

Mo Fan took a deep breath, as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Soldiers, generals, and lords, your great king has returned!" Fang Gu laughed loudly, his face completely drained of color, his features transformed into those of a ghoul, as if announcing something to the surroundings.

Zhang Xiaohou and Su Xiaoluo swallowed hard and slowly backed away.

"What should we do?" Mo Fan asked in a low voice.

"Of course, we should take care of him!" Chu Ming said, narrowing his eyes.

Although Fang Gu was offered as a sacrifice.

The remnant soul of the ancient sleeping king has been awakened.

But Chu Ming clearly sensed that this guy only looked intimidating; he was all show and no substance.

"Blood, more blood."

At this moment, Fang Gu's eye sockets suddenly became empty, as if his pupils had been gouged out, and red necromantic fire emanated from his eyes!

He suddenly stood up, opened his mouth and roared, exuding a frenzied, bloody stench, as if he wanted to devour the people in front of him alive.

Fang Gu, dressed in armor, pounced on him.

His hands turned into claws covered in long, blue hair.

The first target is Su Xiaoluo.

Blood, more blood is needed; it needs more blood from its descendants to be offered as sacrifice.

And the blood flowing through Su Xiaoluo's veins is that of a legitimate descendant of an ancient king...

"He's coming!" Zhang Xiaohou grabbed Su Xiaoluo and quickly dodged, retreating rapidly.

"Don't be afraid, he hasn't yet obtained the true power of the Ancient King!"

Chu Ming clenched his right hand, and Murasame appeared in his hand. With a single, sharp slash, the longsword pierced Fang Gu's heart.

He drew his sword and swung it.

Fang Gu's stiff legs were severed at the knees.

Pfft!

Black blood gushed out, and Fang Gu collapsed to the ground, convulsing continuously.

"He has been completely devoured by the ancient king, and even his soul has been utterly dissipated."

Chu Ming explained.

Seeing Fang Gu's miserable appearance.

Mo Fan, who was still angry, suddenly felt that he was somewhat pathetic.

He inherited the magic of the ancient king and took control of the realm of the dead?

There's no such thing as a free lunch.

Just as Chu Ming said.

This is an altar.

A short while later.

After absorbing all of Fang Gu's life energy, the black armor left behind only a withered skin, which drifted back to the Blood Throne like a ghost.

It seems that it absorbed the offerings.

The empty armor robe, which was originally like a lifeless object.

This time, however, he sat on the throne as if he were still alive, with what appeared to be a pair of scarlet eyes beneath his armor, staring intently at everyone present.

Seeing this bizarre scene.

Everyone's expressions turned serious.

"You can't wear this."

Su Xiaoluo gasped.

It turns out that what was truly terrifying was not Fang Gu wearing this armor, but the armor itself, which exuded an evil aura!

"But this armor is the key to ending the calamity of the dead in the ancient capital."

Chu Ming stared at the armor robe, a hint of joy flashing in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, it lasted until the end.

The ancient king's tomb actually left him a "spell armor".

"I have a way to solve it!" Chu Ming strode towards the Blood Throne.

Mo Fan and Zhang Xiaohou were immediately alarmed and quickly grabbed Chu Ming: "Brother, this thing is absolutely untouchable! What's the rush? Let's think of another way."

"I'm not going to do it myself, my method is to rely on my contracted beast!" Chu Ming explained helplessly.

"That shadow contract beast? It can subdue this armor??" Zhang Xiaohou exclaimed in surprise.

"Not that one." Chu Ming shook his head and summoned Carbon Servant directly.

And then he saw the contract beast, which was half a meter tall and looked like a toy figure.

Mo Fan and Zhang Xiaohou were both stunned.

"Old Chu, your contracted beast should still be in its infancy, right? Are you kidding me?" Mo Fan asked in astonishment, his eyes wide with surprise.

"Stop talking nonsense, just wait and see."

Chu Ming didn't bother to explain further and quickly walked towards the Blood Throne with Tan Xiaoshi.

Mo Fan, Zhang Xiaohou, and Su Xiaoluo watched with bated breath, fearing that the eerie armor would come to life and devour Chu Ming.

……

Chu Ming arrived before the Blood Throne.

The black armor robe before him, and a pair of scarlet eyes, stared silently at him, as if deep in thought.

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

"Sorry to keep you waiting, everything will be over soon."

Chu Ming smiled faintly. He clearly sensed that the ancient king's remnant soul, which had absorbed "Fang Gu," had actually awakened.

It seemed that they had sensed Chu Ming's "disrespect".

His eerie, blood-red eyes flickered slightly, revealing a hint of anger.

"Are you angry?"

"Excuse me, but the most offensive thing is yet to come."

"Go on, Tan-chan. With Master here, you'll be fine!"

Chu Ming smiled and patted the anxious Tan Xiaoshi on the shoulder.

Hearing his master's reassuring words, Tan Xiaoshi's eyes immediately hardened.

He stepped forward.

He reached out and gently touched the ancient armor.

next moment.

The ancient armor began to tremble.

Beneath the armor, a pair of malevolent, blood-red eyes suddenly appeared.

The immense suction force enveloped Carbon Servant, as if it were a parasitic object clinging to his body.

The evil power of resentment suddenly erupted.

It wanted to seize the life and soul power of the creature before it.

And at this very moment.

The system notification sounded suddenly.

[Perfect evolution material detected.]

[Would you like to spend 1 points to eradicate the invading remnant soul's evil thoughts, and consume the enhanced 'Armor of Curses' to initiate evolution?]

Chu Ming smiled.

I was overjoyed.

It truly lives up to its reputation as a relic of an ancient king.

It's actually a perfect evolution material!

"evolution!"

The thought settled.

The evil power that was constantly eroding Tan Xiaoshi was easily crushed by the power of the system's rules.

Under the power of this rule.

The lingering soul on the armor instinctively felt fear and wanted to break free from Tan Xiaoshi's body.

However, under the system's evolutionary rules.

It's not up to them!

"Scared now? It really is just a remnant of an evil thought."