Bai Mo looked at the document in his hand. It did not record any brain-burning suspenseful case.
You can even say it's simple.
That is, on a certain day of a certain year, some Forbidden Spells or some members of the Forbidden Spells Society would skip the nomination list and give the quota of the Core of the Earth to one of their juniors or a close partner.
Even some forbidden spell societies, like Zhao Jing, did not notify the Forbidden Spell Society first after learning the location of a Core of the Earth.
Instead, inform the people related to you.
This kind of thing is too difficult to prevent and it is far from being solved by just killing a few people.
Bai Mo expelled the Forbidden Spell Society staff members who were engaged in personal gain from the list, and ordered Xinghuo Network to try them according to the law.
As for those forbidden spells, they were interviewed one by one.
After dealing with these things, Bai Mo learned about what had happened in recent days, and then handed some chores to his deputy and left the Forbidden Spell Club.
Back near Xiaoshan, Bai Mo was about to go up, but he saw a familiar straight figure standing at the foot of the mountain, looking at something.
“Nanjue, do you want to go up and sit down?”
Nan Jue turned around, with a hint of surprise in her eyes, as if she had not expected that he would come back from outside.
Then he smiled and said, "What if I don't want to leave?"
"If you don't mind, you can live here forever."
Meeting that burning gaze, Bai Mo spoke without thinking.
"Then please lead the way."
Bai Mo shrugged and walked past her leisurely. Nan Jue was about to follow him when she felt her palm tighten.
After looking at the hand that was held, she said nothing and changed from lagging behind half a step to walking side by side.
"I heard you resigned from your position in the Northwest?"
“Yes, I won’t be a military mage anymore.” Nan Jue said with a hint of relief.
"However, I will serve in the Magic City."
Bai Mo nodded and pulled her into the manor, but when introducing them in front of all the women in the manor.
He still felt a little numb on his scalp, even more so than the fact that he knew only those forbidden spells.
“See, I told you Nanjue wouldn’t be let off!” Jiang Shaoxu whispered in Mu Nujiao’s ear.
Ding Yumian said to Yu Shishi, "Go prepare a room for her."
Then, without giving Bai Mo much time to adjust himself, she pointed to the reception building on the top of the mountain.
"It seems that the Hua army leader has something to do. He just came to find you and is waiting there."
Hearing this, Bai Mo was stunned. Seeing Nan Jue and Jiang Shaoxu and the others chatting in a familiar manner, he teleported over directly.
Standing on the attic, I saw Hua Zhanhong standing on the balcony overlooking the city.
Sensing the movement, Hua Zhanhong turned around.
“How do you feel about taking office?”
"trouble."
Hearing this, Hua Zhanhong smiled and nodded in agreement.
"It's indeed troublesome. These things require more brainpower than fighting, so I became a military leader. But do you have any ideas?"
"have!"
Bai Mo nodded, sat in front of the coffee table and poured himself a glass of water. His sword-like eyebrows were slightly furrowed, his eyes were bright, his lips were pursed, his face was tense and a little solemn.
"I'm going to the Holy City."
Hua Zhanhong was slightly stunned and didn't understand the meaning of this sentence. Shengcheng and Bai Mo had some grudges, so it was not surprising that he would go to Hua Zhanhong.
But what does the solution to the "trouble" have to do with the Holy City?
"The Holy City may have what I want, and I can settle the accounts there. Moreover, the Holy City is also the key to solving the totalitarian problem brought about by the mages." Bai Mo explained.
Hua Zhanhong heard this and thought of something, and said in a somewhat ambiguous tone:
"Are you planning to turn the Demon City into a new holy city?"
Hearing this, Bai Mo looked at him strangely and shook his head.
"No, but why do you think so?"
"Someone proposed today to set aside the area around Xiaoshan District and Qingyuan District as the new Magic City, or the central city."
Upon hearing this, Bai Mo couldn't help but spit out tears. Who was so smart to come up with this idea?
"I'm not a center, and I don't have that idea."
Shaking his head slightly, Bai Mo put down the cup, and the expression on his face relaxed.
"Anyway, I'll go to the Holy City and take a look. If I don't find what I want, I'll let someone else solve this problem. I don't have the ability to do that. At most, I can make it smaller."
There was also some helplessness in Hua Zhanhong's eyes, but he didn't say anything.
The problem of wizard totalitarianism is not limited to Kyushu, it is the case all over the world, and it is particularly serious in the Holy City.
In fact, to eliminate this problem is equivalent to erasing their forbidden spells, and then the super-level, high-level, mid-level, and even the elementary level below.
As long as there is someone who is not a wizard, a wizard will use the power in his hands to do something bad.
The contradiction will not disappear!
No matter who Bai Mo met when he went down the mountain, he was the domineering dandy who used his name to act arrogantly.
Or are they historical issues recorded by the Forbidden Spell Society, they are of a similar nature.
And the shadow of this right has never disappeared even among ordinary people.
Instead of thinking about destroying it, Hua Zhanhong felt that it would be better to think about how to destroy the monsters in southern Kyushu.
The invasion of the Siren greatly reduced the number of demons in the south, but at the same time, a group of demons with some Siren bloodline appeared.
Now that the sea borders are stable, Hua Zhanhong is already considering clearing out a stable south.
The base city is just an emergency measure. Not only are many people reluctant to leave their homeland, but more importantly, this is a competition between humans and demons.
Pulling his thoughts back to where they were, Hua Zhanhong did not dwell on that question any longer.
Both he and Shao Zheng and others believed that Bai Mo knew his limits.
He then asked a question concerning himself and even all forbidden spells.
"Do you know how to walk on the path above the forbidden spell?"
"I know." Bai Mo nodded, and then began to explain to Hua Zhanhong.
"First, you need the five major forbidden spells. But it's not impossible if you don't have them. As long as your soul is adaptable enough, you can try to use your soul to collect the stars."
This path was not explored by Bai Mo himself; its idea came from a group of predecessors such as Han Fei.
Even if Hua Zhanhong didn't ask, Bai Mo would find an opportunity to speak out, record it, and convey the idea.
After finishing explaining the details of the forbidden spell, it was already dark.
Before leaving, Hua Zhanhong couldn't help but be curious, so he asked:
"What are you going to look for in the Holy City?"
"Origin Stone."
After watching Hua Zhanhong leave, Bai Mo yawned and walked slowly towards his bedroom.
The Holy City should still have that thing, and even if not, there is one in Paradise Mountain.
Bai Mo can use the Eye of Time and Space to restore part of it.
Anyway, the Holy Father’s star system is not reliable to begin with, so it doesn’t matter whether it is reinforced or not!
Or it was to solve or alleviate the trouble that I discussed with Hua Zhanhong before.
Bai Mo felt that he could only rely on thoughts, laws, or magic.
Ideological education is a long-term process. There are many magical concepts in this world, but very few pure thoughts.
Bai Mo is not interested in being a great thinker either.
As for the law, in the eyes of some mages in this world, it is probably not as important as a piece of toilet paper.
Just look at the forbidden spells of the Black Church and the Mu family, especially in the original novel, when Ke Ye and Mo Fan first met, he said, "I am the creator of the forbidden spell rules."
Bai Mo has a very deep memory of it!
Fortunately, this is a magical world, and Bai Mo is ready to change some rules.
If the mage can become a better person, it doesn't matter whether the totalitarianism brought by strength disappears or not.
So he needed the Origin Stone, and the Holy City just happened to have it.
And it just so happens that I have some grudges with him!
Returning to the bedroom, Bai Mo glanced at Ding Yumian who was blowing her hair, and walked over and said:
"I'll help you."
Ding Yumian nodded and handed him the hair dryer.
Bai Mo reached his hand into the waterfall-like black hair and combed it slowly, while telling about tomorrow's schedule.
"Do you need me to follow?"
"No, I'll take Suzaku with me."
"My strength should be about the same as Suzaku's."
"It's just a totem. What are you competing with it for?" Bai Mo smelled a hint of jealousy and simply said:
"Okay then, I'll ride you."
"Bang!"
A headbutt hit his chest, "Okay, okay, I won't ride you, you ride me, okay?"
“Boom!”
Another headbutt, this time a little cold. Bai Mo took a look and saw it was an evil body.
"Tsk, tsk, there's something fun."
"What?"
Ding Yumian was still a little confused, and then he felt that his whole body was flying, and the evil body that was giggling also flew up.
What does it feel like to be in the midst of both ice and fire?
It should be like the feeling of flying.
Bai Mo didn't quite understand, unless Ding Yumian was willing to repeat what happened last night a few more times.
He coughed twice, thought a little further ahead, and avoided the mountain in front of him, and landed on the top of the Qinling cloud layer.
After finding Suzaku, Bai Mo sat on its back and pointed out the direction.
Then, in an instant, a magnificent red river appeared from the sky and slowly moved towards the west.
The whole earth is filled with people looking up to him; it is no longer a secret that Suzaku is Bai Mo's guardian totem.
Seeing this scene, countless people were curious about what he was going to do.
When the fiery red figure flew over the Himalayas, the people who had only paid a little attention to this place could no longer sit still!
"That direction is the Holy City, right?"
"Is the situation finally going to undergo a major change?"
"I don't know how he will deal with the Holy City. I've been displeased with those guys for a long time."
"Haha, what's there to look forward to? It's just the slumber of one evil dragon and the awakening of another."
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In the holy city.
Hearing the trembling report from his subordinate, Remiel, who was handling daily affairs, suddenly narrowed his pupils, frowned, and his face was tense due to gritting his teeth.
The change in his aura instantly plunged the entire temple into a low pressure.
He was so confused that he asked hurriedly, "Is it really Suzaku?"
"Yes!"
"Have you seen Bai Mo's shadow? Could it be that the totem just wants to flex its muscles?"
The subordinate's eyes twitched, and he lowered his head and said in a dry voice:
"That shouldn't be the case. He has already flown near Dubai!"
Remi's expression suddenly changed again, and he shouted, "Go and invite the other archangels. Tell Michael to stop seclusion, and Sariel to stop rushing to learn those secret techniques. And Gabriel must come, and be polite."
Hearing this, the subordinate nodded repeatedly.
However, as they are like servants of angels, how can they be rude to them?
Soon, the seven angels gathered together, and Michael said impatiently:
"What's going on? I'm at the critical stage of breakthrough!"
"Bai Mo is here, bringing with him the totem Suzaku. Their fighting power is at least at the level of two little emperors."
Hearing this, Michael's face changed, while the other angels showed no expression.
Uriel said: "This is not my business. You have provoked an enemy of this level, you should solve it by yourselves."
"Stupid, that guy inherited the things of those Eastern losers, will he let you go?!" Michael said.
"I don't think the teacher is the kind of person who would kill everyone." Gabriel said in a calm tone.
"Humph! Your position is unreliable!"
"Then do you have any way to deal with two people who are at least at the peak of the Lesser Emperor?"
In an instant, the entire temple fell silent, and Sariel said in a dry voice:
"At least we are doing things that are good for the world, not for personal grudges."
He felt that he might be the most miserable among the seven angels.
He has just returned to the Holy City to improve his strength, and has not had time to do anything big to demonstrate the reputation of an angel.
A powerful enemy was ushered in!
He knew very well that Suzaku could exert the strength of the middle emperor level!
That Bai Mo also has that kind of fighting power!
When Shaka heard this, she just sneered. After returning to the holy city, she understood more and more clearly what this place was like.
So many more things have happened and so many unsightly things have been done.
Compared to those, suppressing some threatening local forces like Jiuzhou is already a good thing.
"I think."
Remiel's eyes swept across everyone, finally landing on Michael.
"We need to talk to him, and the fact that he is in that position should make him no different than us."
You are supreme, and with just one glance, or even without you having to do anything, someone will intuitively solve all your problems.
Inexhaustible resources, countless treasures, supreme power and supreme honor.
You don’t need to become a god to be the master of all mankind, a god!
This is what generations of angels have been able to possess in the Holy City for thousands of years.
Who doesn't want to enjoy this kind of thing?
"We can definitely cooperate with him." Remiel said.
Shaka looked at him coldly with disgust in her eyes. These people actually claimed to be the same as her teacher.
In her opinion, it was a huge insult!
On the other side, Michael saw everyone's excitement and said slowly:
"I have no objection to your proposal. But we must also be prepared to fight. Who knows whether he will accept our kindness."
"What do you want to do?" Sariel said, "We don't seem to have the strength to win."
"It's very simple, but I need your support." Michael said slowly.
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The holy city has four gates, but people usually only choose to open the western one.
As for the other three, even if they are covered with dust and have vines growing on them, they will never bloom.
The people inside always believed that even if the holy city did not open its doors, countless people would try their best to get in.
But today seems a little different.
The residents of the city saw a large number of Holy City mages being mobilized, and the guards on the city wall saw someone clearly on the east wall.
A caravan passed by and was surprised to find the east gate open. The originally gray city gate was now wiped clean and shiny.
There is even a road extending out at the entrance, with flowers on both sides.
Beyond the flowers were neatly lined up rows of mages guarding the Holy City.
They were only wearing armor, no helmets, not even weapons!
Outside of those mage armies, there were many Holy City mages, all standing in uniform.
At the door, seven archangels walked out slowly, as if to greet someone.
The merchant was still a little confused at first, but then he saw the sky full of red clouds descending from the east.
The spectacular glow of the sunset shocked everyone who saw it.
Its owner is a red divine bird that is gracefully falling down, sacred and handsome.
But what shocked countless people was that the divine bird also had an owner.
The traveling merchant pressed his dislocated jaw back into place. He traveled far and wide and was very sensitive to information in the world.
Although obscured by the rosy glow of the sunset, he knew what and who appeared here!
In fact, it was not just him. People from various countries who came to the Holy City to handle matters were all shocked by this shocking behavior, and then they got the answer after seeing the red figure.
No wonder the Holy City opened the west gate and gave such a grand welcome.
"Ha~, is the Holy City trying to show goodwill? I remember that the West Gate has rarely been opened since historical records began."
"Yes, the only few times, they were given their own angel trips."
"They are so cowardly. They have finally come to this day. I really thought their heads were naturally tilted up."
Bai Mo glanced at the holy city below which looked welcoming, and the seven archangels who were coming to greet them.
Especially Shaka standing in the middle!
He could see that Shaka was happy to welcome him, but as for the others, he had no idea.
After all, Poker Face reveals nothing but poker.
However, since they were so polite, Bai Mo was not in a hurry to take action.
Let's take a look at what they are up to.
Falling to the ground, Suzaku shrank into a red cardinal and nestled on his shoulder.
When Bai Mo drove towards Shaka and others, the seven archangels also looked over.
"Welcome to the Holy City, it's a pity that this place is not very good." Shaka said indifferently, looking at Michael who looked unhappy. Then he said:
"They want to talk to you."
No matter what she does, she is also an archangel, and the ending of the holy city is also something she cares about.
Therefore, Shaka did not immediately chat with Bai Mo to express her longing for him during this period of time.
Instead, let’s deal with the things that need to be dealt with first.
Almost as soon as he finished speaking, the moment Bai Mo and Michael's eyes met, the old man in green feathered clothes took over the conversation.
"You have come from afar, so you are my friends from the Holy City. We have prepared a banquet in the Holy Residence. If you have anything to say, why don't we discuss it in the Holy Residence?"
Hearing this, Bai Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, became very interested, and nodded happily:
"Okay, I just didn't eat breakfast."
So, Archangel Michael led the way with a smile on his face, while Bai Mo grabbed Shaka without hesitation.
Then, under the stunned gazes of officials from various countries, residents of the holy city, and merchants, he slowly walked towards the city.
"He he he he. He held Gabriel's hand. Brother, slap me and see if I am dreaming."
“Bang!!!”
"Hiss, no, Gabriel actually..."
If the people outside were merely shocked, then the residents of the holy city felt as if their faith had somewhat collapsed.
Is that man with a strong smile who looks like a tour guide really Lord Remiel, the administrator of the Holy City?
And that blue-winged figure leading the way, is he really the Archangel of the Seven Angels, Michael?
The ones standing on the left and right like guards should be Raphael, Uriel and Sariel.
If they weren't dazzled or out of their minds!
More importantly, how could Gabriel, the true goddess in the hearts of countless residents of the holy city, lean on that man's arms.
Is this the holy city or that person’s capital?
People were talking about it, Bai Mo hugged Shajia and whispered about what had happened recently.
He didn't care what others thought, and the archangels around him pretended not to see anything.
As for whether the next banquet is the Hongmen Banquet,
Bai Mo felt that it would depend on Michael and others!
After all, if the Hongmen Banquet is to be special, it doesn't necessarily have to be the one who is being treated to suffer.
It was the first time he entered the holy city. Listening to Saga's enthusiastic introduction, Bai Mo scanned the buildings one by one.
Finally arrived at the holy residence.
"The Holy House is where the Holy Father used to live and it has not been open to the public for a long time."
The ancient buildings do not mean they are dilapidated. On the contrary, thousands of years of renovation have made them even more magnificent, becoming the symbol and center of the holy city.
The house where the Holy Father originally lived has become the center of the holy residence.
Once you enter it, it is actually no different from an ordinary reception room.
On the dining table inside, luxurious meals were placed.
After sitting down and taking a few bites of steak to fill my stomach, I saw Michael raise his glass and say:
"I wonder what you think of the Holy City?"
"I don't care." Bai Mo didn't raise his glass, but stared at him calmly.
"I heard that I was on your blacklist, and that your Saint Shadows also came to trouble me. As the saying goes, courtesy comes in return, and I feel that I should return the favor.
Of course, if you are willing to plead guilty and pay compensation, I can choose not to take action, and you may be able to keep your life.
But I want the Holy City to be disbanded, and there is also Heaven Mountain!"
When Bai Mo put forward the conditions, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became solemn.
Uriel, Raphael and the others were a little hesitant, but Michael looked at Bai Mo without hesitation and said with a firm look:
"Fighting back is the right of the strong, I have nothing to say about that. But we are not weak either. You are destroying the Holy City, we cannot agree to that, and you will face resistance from all the supporters of the Holy City!"
"If you want a new holy city, you should not do this. I can accept punishment, even the entire Holy Shadow Organization!
But destroying the Holy City will do you no good. We can just give you the ready-made results!" (End of this chapter)
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