Versatile Mage: Evolving from the One-eyed Wolf

In the books, the Holy Court and the Court of Dissenters are never mentioned, because they have established magic associations all over the world, but they are independent of the magic associations, do not interfere with any execution of the magic associations, and do not participate in any struggles of the magic associations. They are called the managers of God, only supervising, only patrolling, and only purging.

Chen Xian disguised himself as a clergyman and stepped into the Holy City Avenue. Now his courage has expanded with the growth of his strength. With his strength, it is no problem to run away if he can't fight.

At the most magnificent spire of the Holy Residence in the Holy City, a pupil shining with the glory of the sun stared over. For a moment, the whole sky in front seemed to be occupied by this golden pupil, as if seeing a huge planet emitting golden fire.

The Eye of the Golden Dragon, comparable to the Fire Eyes of Sun Wukong, can see all the demons and monsters that step into the Holy City clearly. The only thing that the Golden Dragon can't see through is the Deception Eye of Medusa's bloodline.

But today, there is one more existence that the Golden Dragon Eye cannot see through. The fusion method is the version of the true god. The fusion of the two transcendental powers makes Chen Xian's disguise impeccable. Even the dragon light emitted by the Golden Dragon Eye cannot illuminate the super monster nearly 500 meters high hidden under Chen Xian's humanoid skin! ! !

The clergy and guards who came and went around were in a hurry, each busy making final preparations for the upcoming trial.

Chen Xian found a suitable building, suppressed the people inside, and quickly laid several barriers in the building to hide the breath to prevent others from accidentally noticing. He stared at the movement outside through the gap in the window, silently calculating the time in his heart, hoping that the execution time would come soon.

From time to time, guards patrolled outside, and the neat footsteps were particularly clear in this tense atmosphere. Chen Xian held his breath and concentrated, always alert, and once there was any disturbance, he would be ready to deal with it.

As time went by, the atmosphere of the entire holy city became more and more oppressive and solemn, as if the air had become heavy.

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The bitter cold wind from the Alps blew into the holy city, like an invisible hand, gently brushing away the turbid gauze that shrouded the city during the day.

Under the night, the holy city was like a bright pearl, with brilliant palaces, brightly lit avenues, ingenious buildings and shining towers interweaving into one, like the fresh blood of the earth, surging with vigorous vitality.

On the east side of the holy city, Jianbeilong Mountain stood tall, and the huge mountain drop seemed like a natural moat. On the top of the mountain, a man stood out, overlooking the night of the holy city.

In the past, the stone walls of the mountain would glow golden under the light, but tonight was completely different. There was no mist at all, but the mountains seemed to be swallowed by endless darkness, completely integrated into the starless and moonless night sky, with only an extreme blackness.

Surprisingly, even though the outline of the mountains was hidden and difficult to discern, the person on the top of the mountain was clearly visible, and the figure exuded a hint of coldness and evil in the darkness.

On the streets full of flowers, people stopped and looked up at Jianbei Dragon Mountain. At first, some people thought it was an illusion caused by the heavy night, but after careful examination, they all confirmed that the black shadow did exist, standing quietly in the night, and the gloomy feeling came over them.

"There really is someone there!"

"Is it dazzled?"

"I saw many heretics being urgently dispatched near the Holy Residence. Is something big going to happen?" People on the street whispered and discussed.

The level of security in the Holy City was unprecedented. A large number of heretics and great heretics were hastily dispatched. Could it be because of the mysterious black shadow on Jianbei Dragon Mountain?

"It's finally here!" Two whispers sounded in the Holy City at the same time, as if some kind of fateful intersection.

On a slightly simple tower, a man with blond hair and a golden beard slowly stood up. His eyes seemed to pass through the prosperous scene of the holy city and fell directly on the black shadow on the Sword Back Dragon Mountain. The black shadow was clearly reflected in his deep pupils.

This man was the Archangel Michael.

In the next building, Chen Xian also sighed in the same way. Their methods of concealing their breath have reached perfection. They are less than fifty meters apart, but they have never noticed each other's existence.

"Gudong! Emperor level!" A clergyman who knew some inside information in advance swallowed nervously and murmured weakly.

"Yes, Emperor level!!" Archangel Michael responded softly, but there was a fiery light flashing in the depths of his green eyes. A sleeping undead emperor who has been awakened for a thousand years and started a war in the underworld, how can such an incident not be moving.

"I, Michael, will take over matters that the Dark King does not want to get involved in!" Archangel Michael's voice was firm and powerful, echoing in the air.

The Ancient King, the undead emperor who can freely travel between the human world, is far more threatening than Khufu who is trapped in the underworld. Khufu can only come to the human world with the help of the power of the underworld, but the Ancient King has taken a unique approach, avoiding the constraints of the laws of the underworld and freely traveling between the two worlds.

Not only that, he also built a giant space battleship like the Shayuan, allowing his undead army to run rampant in the human world. Once he wins the war in the underworld, unifies the underworld, and ascends the throne of the Dark King, he will undoubtedly become the most difficult and most dangerous enemy of mankind. The dark plane must not have another such terrifying undead emperor.

"Let's start. What I, Michael, can do for future generations today is to strangle the dark baby under the divine light of the holy city!" Michael declared loudly, shaking the four fields.

Archangel Raphael cooperated, holding up a milky white beam of light with a gold border in both hands. The beam of light was like an arrow shot from a bow, piercing the sky above the city, and instantly transformed into two crossed holy light swords.

Then, the holy light swords changed again, and the rainbow light cut through the night sky, just like a gorgeous light band sprinkled from the sky, gently covering the land of the holy city.

The rainbow light danced above people's heads, and strangely, these rainbow lights began to render real objects. The streets of the city quickly extended in the rainbow light, as if God's hand was creating it at will, and buildings of different styles gradually took shape in the interweaving and changing colors.

At first, there were only vague outlines, and then even the exquisitely carved glass windows were clearly visible, meticulously.

In an instant, the sky above the holy city was no longer the night curtain, but turned into an extremely huge canvas, and the scene of the entire city was perfectly reflected on it.

There is a city on the ground and a city in the sky. The two reflect each other like a completely symmetrical mirror image. This wonder makes the viewers marvel and immerse themselves in this dreamlike light and shadow change.

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