Full-Time Magister: Dark Lord

The act of turning his hand over caused the entire city to be overwhelmed with joy!

This scene gave the Holy Shadow and the Holy Clerics a lot of courage and fighting spirit!

"All Holy Judges, all Holy Shadows, all Angels of the Order, heed my command! Today, eradicate heresy!!" Michael's voice rang out once more.

Mu Ningxue watched as Cao Le was taken upstairs, while the people around her swarmed around her like flies, and she was furious!

Her anger easily buried all living things, and her magic shook the snow on the entire Alps!

"Rumble rumble rumble~~~~"

Looking down from the Sky City, a vast expanse of terrifying white stretched along the city's main avenue towards the central temple. In an instant, the city looked as if it had been trampled by an ancient behemoth from the Snow Kingdom. It was hard to imagine that the city could be buried like this in such a short time.

Half of the ancient and serene city is now ruins mixed with ice and snow. If the inhabitants of the holy city were to remain in the earthly holy city, the death toll would likely exceed 100,000.

The sheer power of the vast snow-covered Alps is awe-inspiring to everyone, including the rulers of holy cities, who too were deeply moved.

That's a holy city with thousands of years of history, a sacred land and abode for these clergy. The Sky Holy City is a fictional city made of powerful magical substances, but the city on earth is made of expensive materials, with certain symbolic and historical significance. In particular, the magnificent First Avenue of the Holy City is said to be the rainbow road leading to heaven, used to welcome the gods to their arrival...

Now it has turned into a blanket of white snow, the thick ice and snow pressing down on those sacred rubble, which is a great disgrace to these clergymen and a disrespect to the holiness of Heaven!

Demoness Xue Ling, this ultimate heretic who should not have descended upon the world, the mastermind of chaos, actually dared to destroy the foundation of the Holy City. How could they not be furious at this moment!

Even the archangel Michael in the sky was so angry he wanted to vomit blood, but Cao Le had already made his move!

"puff!!!"

Before Sariel could even react, Remiel was pierced through the chest by Cao Le...

"So it was you who led the men to capture my sister?" Cao Le asked, looking at Remiel.

"you..."

Remiel was a formidable fighter; even a forbidden spellcaster might not be able to defeat him. Yet now... he had been pierced through the chest without even realizing it?!

Michael was still furious about the avalanche, but compared to the Holy City being buried under the snow, the death of Archangel Remiel shocked him even more!

His colleague died just like that?

"Cao Le...you heretic, I will kill you today!!!" Michael roared, no longer paying attention to the other battlefields.

He knew very well that dealing with Cao Le was the most important thing to do.

Cao Ying, the person he used to threaten Cao Le, was saved by that damned Archangel Gabriel, so he had no way to threaten him anymore.

Therefore, the only option is to use force!

“You’re next.” Cao Le looked calmly at Michael.

A very faint sound appeared around Cao Le. On the wooden tower, a green vine, like a small, living snake, was slowly winding its way down, gradually approaching Cao Le under the eaves.

On the street, those seemingly ordinary sunflowers, without him even realizing it, all seemed to come alive and headed towards him!

Vankui Magic Array!

The Azure-Clad Saint Feather, Michael is a supreme forbidden spell user of the plant element, and this Vanilla Lock City is precisely his divine gift.

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle!!!!"

However, his Fan Kui was of no use to Cao Le.

Michael immediately swung his fist. As he stretched back to gather his strength, his fist seemed to transform into a dimensional storm that could devour everything. Everything within his field of vision would be pulled by this storm!

Since plants are useless, he will use the power of the angel!

Cao Le, engulfed in flames, also unleashed a punch.

"Boom!!!"

The two punches shattered his defenses, and Michael immediately threw a second punch!

Before the fire subsided, the fist that was thrown exploded like a celestial star, sending countless meteorite fragments flying in all directions, and endless annihilation ripples of energy swept in at lightning speed!

"Dark Silence Beam!"

Cao Le unleashed a burst of dark light, instantly neutralizing his attack and heading straight for Michael. In an instant, it spread from Michael's location all the way to the horizon, creating countless cracks in the space along its path. As these cracks repaired themselves, they completely disrupted the surrounding airflow, and a dark, horizontal tornado gradually emerged, ferocious and terrifying, lingering for a long time!

The air currents in this holy city area have completely lost their order, sometimes calm, sometimes turbulent, sometimes rushing downstream like a river, and sometimes like an ocean whirlpool, stirring everything around into an unknown cave.

Michael looked at Cao Le in astonishment. He hadn't expected that a human could grow to this extent.

Just then, Xinxia arrived with the knights of the Parthenon!

The Vermilion Bird's fire, as bright as a rainbow, signified that the battle between Cao Le and Michael had reached its limit. As the flames erupted, a dark greatsword appeared in Cao Le's hand!

Upon seeing this, Michael's golden holy feathers condensed into a barrier, resembling a metallic sphere that protected him inside.

"Boom!!!"

Under Cao Le's sword strike, flames engulfed the area, darkness corroded it, and the golden guardian orb shattered into a vast expanse of light and shadow. Michael plummeted from the sky and crashed heavily into the magnificent temple of the Holy City of Earth!

Cao Le also fell down, one foot landing on Michael's body, the other on Michael's shoulder, and both hands grabbing the outermost of the sixteen wings on Michael's back!

The wing's rays were scorching hot, carrying an extremely strong holy light scorching effect. When Cao Le grabbed the wing's base with both hands, he was immediately burned and his skin was torn open, and blood was flowing from his hands. However, under the protection of the dark power, he recovered!

"puff!!!"

It grabbed the wing and forcefully broke it off Michael's back, causing bright red blood to gush out like a fountain, instantly leaving a hole in Michael's back!

"I will tear your soul to pieces!" Michael roared in agony.

"puff!!!"

Another wing was broken, and Michael could only wail in pain. At this moment, golden energy burst forth from Michael's body, like millions of golden needles that could pierce through anything. In an instant, the Earth Holy City and the Sky Holy City were baptized by these golden raindrops, and even the distant plains were not spared, all of them turning into hollowed-out honeycomb-shaped plains.

Especially Cao Le, it's like he's become a hedgehog?

Fortunately, his dark power was strong enough to stop and corrode it!

Michael successfully forced Cao Le to retreat, but his two angel wings could not be restored. He only had fourteen wings left on his back, each one stained with blood. Even his blue holy armor was not as clean as before!

Michael is going absolutely crazy!

An angel's wings represent his glory and his status, yet his own wings have been shattered!

In Sky City, the hundreds of thousands of survivors remain in fear and unease, and the outcome of this century-long battle is now unknown.

At first, everyone believed that the Holy City was invincible. Now, the Holy City has been completely reduced to ruins, and the Holy City they are in is nothing more than a phantom realm created by Michael...

As for the undead army invading the holy city, they were all ferocious and malevolent, filled with murderous intent, destroying everything in their path and searching for the traces of the living. It seemed that for the ordinary mages or humans of the holy city, it had reached the point of no return!

Looking at the city teeming with winged demons, led by the Ice Phoenix, their fighting prowess was formidable; most of the Holy City's mages had met with misfortune...

"We're here!!!"

At this critical moment, suddenly, another shout rang out.

Immediately, people saw a demon engulfed in flames, a giant python, a large tortoise, and several totem beasts that had appeared in China before!

As Michael watched the increasingly complex situation, the Seraphim soul within him began to materialize, gradually forming a magnificent, layered mountain of paradise. This mountain, which had been behind Michael, suddenly descended upon Cao Le's location!

The Heavenly Mountain, formed from the soul of the sixteen-winged Seraphim, suddenly pressed down. The sky above Cao Le, which had been empty just moments before, was suddenly replaced by an extremely sacred Heavenly Mountain. This Heavenly Mountain pressed heavily on his shoulders. Cao Le coldly stared at the mountain, and dark power gathered in his hands once again.

This time, it's a fusion of darkness and space!

"If this is your rule, Archangel Michael, then it can be shattered completely now!"

Cao Le threw a punch at the massive mountain peak.

Space shattered, darkness enveloped everything, and the mountain quickly began to crumble within the dimensions and darkness...

Ordinary people cannot see this mountain, but the rumbling sound drew everyone's curious gaze.

...In the dim and damp mine tunnel, Lu Ye carried a mining basket on his back and a mining pick in his hand, walking forward step by step.

The website content is incorrect. Please download the Aiyue app to read the correct content. The boy's expression was somewhat melancholy, his eyes fixed on the empty space in front of him, as if staring at something.

To outsiders, there was nothing in front of Lu Ye, but in the boy's vision, a semi-transparent shadow could be seen.

It resembled the shadow of a tree, hazy and indistinct, with lush branches and twigs that split to the left and right from about a third of the way down the trunk, supporting a semi-circular canopy.

Having been in this world called Kyushu for over a year, Lu Ye still doesn't understand what this thing is. He only knows that when he concentrates his attention enough, there is a chance that this shadow tree will appear in his field of vision, and no one else will notice it at all.

What a tragic life. The young man sighed.

A year ago, he suddenly woke up in this strange world. Before he could even get used to his surroundings, his territory was taken over by a group of bandits. Many people were killed, and he and some other young men and women became prisoners of the bandits and were sent to this mine to become lowly mine slaves.

Only later did he learn from scattered conversations with others that the faction he belonged to was the Haotian Alliance, a sect called the Xuantian Sect.

This sect's name sounds cool and domineering, but in reality it's just a third-rate little sect.

The one that attacked and captured Xuantian Sect was Xieyue Valley, which was under the command of Wanmo Ridge.

Haotian Alliance and Wanmo Ridge are the two major factions in this world, both formed by the alliance of countless forces, large and small, who have been fighting and vying for each other's complete annihilation for hundreds of years.

In Lu Ye's view, this struggle is simply a confrontation between the lawful and evil factions, and he was just accidentally caught up in this tide of conflict.

Throughout the years, war has raged across the Nine Provinces. Every year, small forces like the Xuantian Sect are eradicated, but soon more forces spring up like mushrooms after rain, occupying territories in various places and making the situation even more chaotic.

"So be it, I'm a miner," Lu Ye consoled himself. Compared to those who were killed, at least he was still alive.

His survival was not due to any special ability, but rather because Evil Moon Valley needed menial tasks, and someone like Lu Ye, who had no cultivation and was still young, was undoubtedly the best choice.

In fact, the miners in this mine were not only from the Xuantian Sect, but also disciples from other small families and sects.

Evil Moon Valley is quite powerful. Over the years, it has conquered a lot of territory. The original forces in these territories were naturally wiped out, and some of the usable people were sent by Evil Moon Valley to various places for enslavement.

These people all share one characteristic: they are not yet enlightened and have no cultivation, so they are easy to control.

There's a saying in the Nine Provinces: "A demon cannot take human form without enlightenment, and a human cannot cultivate without enlightenment."

To cultivate oneself, one must open one's spiritual aperture; only by opening one's spiritual aperture can one be qualified to cultivate.

Opening the spiritual aperture is not a simple matter. Among ordinary people, only about 100 can open the spiritual aperture after systematic training. If one comes from a cultivation family or sect and has elders to guide them, this percentage may be higher.

Lu Ye was unable to open his spiritual aperture, so he could only make a living by mining in this dim mine tunnel.

However, the miners are not without a way out. If they can successfully enlighten themselves and report to the person in charge, they will have the opportunity to participate in an assessment. If they pass the assessment, they can become disciples of Evil Moon Valley.

However, very few miners were able to gain enlightenment. Working all day in this dim environment, barely having enough to eat, how could they possibly gain any insight?

So basically 99% of the miners have resigned themselves to their fate, working hard every day just for a full meal.

Lu Ye didn't feel any sense of belonging to the Xuantian Sect. After all, the sect was destroyed as soon as he arrived in this world, and he didn't know who was who among the people in the sect.

He didn't want to become a disciple of Evil Moon Valley. It wasn't a legitimate force; just hearing the name gave people a sense of evil, and it was bound to fail sooner or later.

But he can't stay here as a mine slave for the rest of his life. That would be unbecoming. He is, after all, an elite of the new era. What's the difference between a person without dreams and a salted fish?