Versatile Mage

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The cold air of the Alps blew into the holy city, and the cloudy smell that pervaded the city during the day was lifted like a veil, and the clean city filled with golden lights was suddenly exposed to a clear night, looking down from the sky. Those glorious palaces, bright streets with street lights, uniquely shaped buildings and sparkling towers formed a vibrant vein of blood on the earth at the western foot of the Alps, full of life!

On the eastern side of the Holy City lies the mountain, the mountain falls far apart, standing on the top of the mountain like a sword dragon, looking down, and the night of the Holy City is full of sight.

Many times, the stone walls of the whole sword back Dragon Mountain will be reflected in the same colour as gold by the light. There is no veil of silk mist tonight, but the mountains are devoured by what, completely melted into the night without any stars and moons, the ultimate pitch black!

However, it is appalling that even the outline of the mountain cannot be seen clearly, but the figure standing on the top of the mountain seems to be visible to the whole Holy City!

Countless people look up to the top of Sword Dragon Mountain in the bustling streets.

At first, many people thought it was the illusion caused by the dark dark night, but more people looked carefully and found that there was indeed one person standing there, under the dark night, through a cold and chestnut evil!

“There's a man! ”

“Well, I said I didn't have eyes. ”

“Is there something big going on when I see a queue of different referees being sent near the Holy Mansion?” In the streets, a lot of people have been talking about it.

The security of the Holy City has never been as strict as it is now. Is it because of the shadow that stands on Mount Dragon at the back of the sword?

“Finally. ”

On a humble tower, a blonde, blonde bearded man slowly stood up, his eyes crossed the whole flourishing holy city, and the shadow on Mount Dragon on the back of his sword was clearly reflected in his pupils.

“Angel Chang, are you sure he will not behave excessively, after all… at the imperial level.” Archangel Raphael stood at the bottom of the tower and raised his head to ask the blonde bearded man respectfully.

“Yeah, imperial.” The archangel Long Michal shouted with emotion, but somehow some burning light flashed in his green eyes.

Emperor level, how many emperors are there in the world??

Sahara, Bermuda, Far South, Kunlun, Amazon, Pyramid…

Which emperor does not possess a large segment of the world, exclusively rich resources, so that humankind can only hide in a city like a cage?

What percentage of the world does the city account for?

Less than one percent!

The rest is divided by demons. Isn't it the existence of the emperor who dares not provoke the human curse master?

Today, an emperor who has slept for thousands of years has returned and begun the battle of the underworld.

“If the Dark King doesn't want to get involved, let Michal take over.” Archangel Michal said.

“Underworld warfare is not a bad thing, today the oceans are turbulent…" said Archangel Rafael.

“Dead spirits can roam in the human race. They are the puppets of the Dark King. Instead of letting this Dead Spirit Emperor gradually become the Dark Sword that pierces the earth between us, remove him before he has been manipulated. His humanity will gradually vanish with the dark erosion and the passage of time. Our children will live on this land for centuries, thousands, tens of thousands of years. Do you really think the brief Egyptian-Chinese peace brought about by the war in the underworld is in our human interest?” Michal asked back.

“It is true that such an overly powerful existence can travel freely among humans and can lead to unimaginable scourges. The Forbidden Mage is doomed to mankind if left unchecked, not to mention a dead spirit that is gradually losing its humanity!” Raphael said.

“One always sees only the predicament at hand, ignoring the distant catastrophe, and even if the coastline falls, we have flats, hills, plateaux and even the oceans that do not necessarily allow humankind to survive. But the dead cannot coexist with the living, and if darkness prospers, we will be expelled from the dead and join their army of death.” Michal said.

Dark side, there should not be another such dead emperor.

Only one dead emperor is enough, no matter how much the underworld war kills, the two great underworld emperors will continuously absorb troops from the living, the underworld battle is just a brief peace, when the two great underworld emperor armies are greatly damaged, the living will become the sacrifice of their war.

There are sacrifices, there are killings, there is pain, the darkness will flourish. One day, the Dark King will be strong enough to break the position limit, and the hooves of darkness will be cruelly stepped on human land. By then, no territory will be safe for mankind!

That's why Michal came forward.

He doesn't care about the position of the Undead Emperor. He only understands that this emperor should not exist in this world. What he does, even if he stands in a certain country, will eventually drag the entire human race into the dark abyss!

“So why not deal with Hoof?” Raphael asked.

“It seems to me that Hoof is far from being a threat to the emperor.” Michal said.

“Indeed, the emperor had just woken up, causing an ancient capital million to be bloodbathed. However, the only thing that worries me is Al-Quds…” Rafael didn't dare say anything more in half.

He was worried that since the Emperor was more threatening than Hoof, the Holy City could really withstand each other's anger!

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“Let's begin, what I, Michal, can do today for future generations is to stifle the baby of darkness under the divine glory of the Holy City!” Michal shouted.

Raphael holds a milky white beam of Phnom Penh that plunges straight into the city and illuminates into two crossed swords of holy light!

The sword of the Holy Light changed again, and the glow of the rainbow swept through the night sky, like a ray of heaven that covered the earth of the Holy City.

On top of people's heads, it is incredible that these rainbows actually began to render in kind, the streets of the city rapidly spread out in the rainbow, like the hand of God painting, and a building of different shapes gradually emerged in twisting colors, initially just contours, slowly to the point where those carved glass windows were so detailed.

The sky above Al-Quds is no longer a night, it is a giant sky painting board, the whole city is all reflected on it, and the architecture and moulding that deviates from it are in the eyes of all of Al-Quds Al-Sharif.

A city on the ground, a city in the sky, a complete mirror!!

“I felt myself hanging over the city overlooking Al-Quds Al-Sharif, but I stood clearly on the streets of Al-Quds Al-Sharif. ”

“I'm beginning to doubt the truth about our world. ”