Versatile Mage: I have no intention of dimensional throne

It can even be said to be 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:

"let me 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."

"boom!"

A headbutt hit his chest, "Okay, okay, I won't ride you, you ride me, okay?"

"Boom!"

Another headbutt, this time it was a little cold. Bai Mo took a look and saw that 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 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.

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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!"