Versatile Mage: I Awakened Nine Stars

Chapter 256: Angel's Fall and Curse of Souls

Beyond the evil abyss.

The battle between the Ancient King and Raguel gradually came to an end.

Even though the ancient king had just awakened, his strength had not yet recovered to its peak state.

But his fighting power is still far beyond human imagination.

At this time, Raguel was extremely miserable.

The seven pairs of sacred and gorgeous wings behind him were all torn to pieces, leaving only hideous and terrifying wounds on his ribs, with blood flowing out.

There was a bitter smile on the corner of her mouth.

The cold sword light was dazzling, and hot blood spurted out from the throat.

I no longer felt any pain, I just felt my face was hot and the scene in front of my eyes was becoming increasingly blurry.

Inexplicably, she thought of the evening when the sunset was brilliant.

The icy air from Mount Paradise blew into the Holy City.

Zu Huanyao told him that in the far east, the sleeping emperor of all ages was about to wake up.

And she just needed a grand return ceremony.

A grand homecoming ceremony?

A hint of self-mockery appeared at the corner of Laguerre's mouth.

Life is like a revolving lantern.

At this moment, the resolute and determined female face became more and more real.

She is the previous generation of Raguel, the supervisor stationed in the Holy City.

Patrolling the country on behalf of God, punishing evil and suppressing evil!
What did she do wrong?

It just rejected the verdict on the Parthenon goddess.

Then the angels of the Holy City betrayed the Friends of God.

So her soul-fetus fell into the hands of her obedient "Raguel".

What a pity, it’s not hers, it will never be hers.

The Friends of God will eventually become the Avengers of the Holy City. Could it be that the prophecy will really come true...

She blinked in confusion.

Finally, her world fell into complete darkness.

The city was filled with rampant undead, cheering for the victory of their king.

The densely packed crowds in the inner city were in despair.

The ancient king looked at the golden barrier.

Ding Qin Sword was slowly raised.

The momentum is growing stronger.

Suddenly, a white-hot soul rose from Raguel's body.

It was a mini angel with sixteen wings on its ribs, sacred and inviolable.

The ancient king turned the sword, but it deftly broke through the space and disappeared.

The ancient king became somewhat interested.

A faint chaotic glow appeared in the palm of his hand.

The space rift gradually expanded, and the little angel who had originally escaped was forced to retreat back into the palm of the ancient king.

"interesting!"

The ancient king sneered and crushed it.

Countless holy white light spots burst out, fell like rain, and reunited into angel souls several kilometers away.

The ancient king raised his eyebrows slightly.

The soul-fetus was detained and crushed again.

The soul and fetus reunited, but the color was a little lighter.

"Immortal beings?"

The ancient king took it a little more seriously.

When he captured the angel soul fetus again and studied it carefully, he finally shook his head in disappointment.

It turns out that it is not immortality.

He crushed the soul fetus casually and turned his gaze towards the trembling city.

The corpse of the mountain, the lord of the underworld, the ghost tyrant...

The undead monarchs knelt on one knee one by one to welcome their king.

Han Ji closed his eyes in despair.

This ancient city, which has existed for more than two thousand years, is about to fall into his hands today.

Zu Guangyao looked up at the imposing king.

"Xing Yi, do you know what qualities a qualified family leader should possess?" "At least not a beast like you who treats life as worthless!"

Zhan Kong's eyes were filled with hatred.

Obviously, there is still a chance to save it...

Obviously, this tragedy would never happen...

Zu Guangyao was not angry, he remained calm:
"Xing Yi, remember, those who are good at making plans are soldiers, and those who are good at making decisions are kings. Never regret your decisions. A truly strong person will bear any consequences."

"Can you afford to take responsibility for the lives of all the people in this city?"

Zhan Kong roared angrily, wishing he could eat his flesh alive.

"Xingyi, you have grown up. You must learn not to let your emotions control your reason."

Zu Guangyao turned around, looked at his brother deeply and said, "Look for Nanxing for clues about the Black Church. She will tell you what to do next."

"What are you going to do?"

Zhan Kong looked at Zu Guangyao, feeling inexplicably uneasy.

"How can you dare to make such a decision without any means to clean up the mess?"

Zu Guangyao smiled gently: "Xingyi, remember, there is no one in this world who cannot be sacrificed, and no enemy that cannot be defeated."

"The future of the Zu family is in your hands!"

There was a flash of silver light, and when Zu Guangyao appeared again, he was already standing on top of the clouds.

"What is he doing out there?"

The mysterious gray-white man frowned.

Han Ji and others were also confused.

Outside the barrier is a powerful ancient king, several undead monarchs, and an undead army as dense as a tide.

Now that things have come to this, what use is he, a mere super-class wizard?

Zhan Kong came forward with a sad smile: "I can probably guess what he's thinking."

"What...eh? You're still alive?!!!"

The mysterious gray-white man was shocked!
"Unfortunately, besides me, my eldest brother Zu Guangyao was also involved in the investigation of the ancient capital. He never allowed me to participate in this matter. During the trip to Weiju Village, we met unexpectedly and he imprisoned me."

The mysterious gray-white man smiled bitterly: "At least it hasn't been discovered by the Black Church."

Han Ji's eyes lit up with hope: "What do you think Zu Guangyao is thinking?"

"My ancestors are famous for their curse technique. The core secret technique is the curse of borrowing the body, which can seal the soul of the demon into a magic tool and use it for one's own benefit."

"what do you mean?"

"Look at the ancient king's armor. Does it look like a natural sealing vessel?"

The mysterious gray-white man smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying, "The Ancient King is an emperor-level power. Even if Zu Guangyao has the power to cast forbidden spells, he is only a super-class magician after all. How can he cast this spell on the Ancient King?"

Suddenly, the mysterious man was startled.

"You mean Cursed Imperius?!"

Zhan Kong nodded heavily, looking at Zu Guangyao who was confronting the ancient king in the sky with a complicated expression.

His voice was almost like a dream: "This method is to live in death, but most of the time, it is just a method of mutual destruction. The reason why he dared to revive the ancient king is because of the confidence given by this secret method."

"what?!"

Not only the prophet, but also Han Ji, Zhu Meng and others were all moved.

Zhu Meng smiled bitterly.

He always knew that this was a madman, determined and paranoid.

He admitted that he was tricked this time.

Above the sky, a cloud of gray mist enveloped Zu Guangyao.

The ancient king's armor fluttered in the wind, and his scarlet eyes revealed a hint of curiosity.

In the world two thousand years later, magic has undergone so many changes that even he is dazzled.

But in the end, his powerful strength gave him the confidence and courage to let Zu Guangyao complete the spell.

Finally, Zu Guangyao's secret technique was completed.

A huge Tai Chi formation diagram was lying across the sky, slowly rotating.

The yin and yang energies descended, and Zu Guangyao turned into a white mist and rushed into the ancient king's armor.

Suddenly, the ancient king stopped in mid-air.

The black and white fog rolled violently.

"Pride is the biggest obstacle that prevents you from coming!"

From within his armor, Zu Guangyao’s voice resounded through the sky.

The ancient king was not panicked.

There was even some admiration in his voice: "When Zhuan Zhu assassinated Wang Liao, it was like a comet hitting the moon; when Nie Zheng assassinated Han Kui, it was like a white rainbow piercing the sun. A real man should be like this!"

Zu Guangyao was also full of pride: "If I die, I will die without any regrets!"

(End of this chapter)