Full-Time Magister: Throne of Dimensions

Chapter 180 Three people are just right for playing Dou Dizhu .

"So, are you going to kill me now? I'm ready at any time," Lord Wu'an said calmly.

"Never mind, I'm busy right now." Jiu Ying shrugged.

"Move your butt a bit and give me the sword behind you."

"Impossible, that was left behind by the King, he wouldn't give it to anyone." Lord Wu'an refused outright.

"That's troublesome." Jiuying scratched his head, looking somewhat annoyed.

"How about this, you go outside and kill Garuda? She's going to destroy Mingzhong, you can't just stand by and watch Mingzhong be destroyed," Jiuying said again.

"I am no match for Garuda. We are not on the same level. She can kill me with just a thought. Even if she wants to destroy the Netherworld Bell, it is not something I can handle. Go find someone else, or you can do it yourself," said Lord Wu'an.

"As a cardinal, one of the oldest Black Vatican bishops in the world, you have the ability."

"That's what I'm saying, but I'm busy," Jiuying said. Wu'an Jun's reaction was normal, so it was time to raise the stakes.

Jiuying was full of confidence in the bargaining chips he held, and believed he could persuade Lord Wu'an.

Just as he was organizing his thoughts, a bell rang, leaving him completely dumbfounded.

Jiuying quickly turned to look at Salang, who was also frowning, clearly not expecting such a thing to happen.

The previous bells were rung by Salam, so there was no need to hide them, nor could they be. But this time was different. Salam was right here, and the bells rang a second time.

"It wasn't her doing?" Jiuying was a little puzzled. Who else in this ancient tomb could ring the Nether Bell?

Jiuying himself is one, Salang is another, as for Wu Ku, Xu Sheng, Jiang Shaotian, and others who are simply impossible to reach, it's not a problem, nor is it a matter of compatibility, it requires methods.

It takes something to make it ring, and you have to deal with the backlash, which is not something an ordinary person can do.

It's estimated that none of the other cardinals could do it. Leng Jue could probably do it because of his background and the source of his power, but no one else could do it.

And Leng Jue couldn't possibly be here, absolutely not.

"It seems there are exceptions. The bell has rung again. I wonder how this will turn out." Lord Wu'an sighed. One bell ringing is fine, but the second one is different.

One sound will increase the strength of dark creatures, but a second sound will invite a dark invasion and open up a dark path, which would be troublesome.

Although Lord Wu'an is also a dark creature and, broadly speaking, a person from the dark dimension, he dislikes those ghostly things; on the contrary, he finds them extremely annoying.

Lord Wu'an did not move. His purpose was to protect the treasures left by the king. As for the white-robed corpse general outside, he would take care of everything after he went out.

Now we can only trust him and hope he can handle it well.

"What a rat, hiding so deep." Jiuying no longer had the mood to negotiate with Wu'an Jun. The second sound, in a sense, represented his death, and no one would be happy about their own death.

Although Salang was surprised, she was much better off than Jiuying. The sound of the bell showed no other emotion besides surprise. Since it didn't threaten her life, there was nothing to be alarmed about.

Inside the ancient tomb, Wu Ku was completely dumbfounded when he heard the bell. Although he did not know the danger of the bell, he could not imagine who had rung it.

Nine-Headed Serpent is impossible, and Lord Salang is even more impossible. So there must be someone here who is comparable to the two of them?

That's terrifying.

Wu Ku doesn't have much to do right now; his main task is to ensure his own safety so that he can leave this place with Salang once he comes out.

He still needs to go outside to spread rain.

"It rang again?" Paris was stunned for a moment after hearing the bell, and it was this moment of distraction that gave Su Ming the opportunity to dismember him, using spatial power to suppress the separated bodies.

"You bastard! Garuda! The bell tolled twice, you should know what happened. Let me go, I don't have time to play with you here now!" Paris shouted, but his fate was in Su Ming's hands as he was suppressed.

He couldn't break free; he was already being overpowered by Su Ming, and now things were even worse.

"Damn it!" Xu Sheng exclaimed.

The fact that the bell tolled twice was already bad news, but then Paris, that good-for-nothing, was suppressed, leaving him alone to face Su Ming. It was utterly hopeless.

As expected, Xu Sheng was no match for Su Ming. He was close to becoming a top-tier mage; once he mastered his power, he would be a fully-fledged top-tier mage. However, he was no match for Su Ming.

Aside from a forbidden spell mage, probably no one could defeat Su Ming in this state. Xu Sheng was suppressed, completely and utterly suppressed.

Su Ming looked up and stopped the two of them. He naturally understood what had happened after the bell rang twice, but he was powerless to do anything about it.

Seeking Lord Wu'an —

The plan remains unchanged. She doesn't know where the Netherworld Bell is; only by finding Lord Wu'an can she find out its location. For now, she still needs to destroy the Netherworld Bell first.

"I'm doomed." Xu Sheng was speechless; he was about to die.

"Why are you in such a hurry? There's nothing we can do but wait and see."

Paris's words surprised Xu Sheng.

"Aren't you the guardian of the Netherworld Bell? I thought you were angrier than anyone else, but you're so calm. That's really strange," Xu Sheng said, puzzled.

"What do you know? You're the big one. A few decades is nothing compared to my existence. If you were imprisoned for thousands of years, things would change. Although I am still the guardian of the Underworld Bell, I am not the same as before," Paris said. He had been furious for hundreds of years after being captured by the Ancient King, but it was all to no avail.

Aside from being angry myself.

Now he's learned his lesson. Since there's no other way anyway, he might as well wait patiently.

"It seems someone's here, and it's someone I know. I saw him several times while I was locked up," Paris suddenly said, sounding somewhat happy, but quickly returning to normal.

Well, even if an acquaintance comes, it's no use. He's no match for Garuda at all. The difference in strength is too great. He can't even beat Paris. What use is this White Prison that the world knows?

The white-robed corpse general was no good; it would be more interesting to have Lord Wu'an appear. Unfortunately, he knew that Lord Wu'an would not show up at this time under any circumstances.

"It really is an acquaintance, the white-robed corpse general, one of the eight fallen monarchs, a very powerful monarch, but—" Xu Sheng had to admit that he was a supreme monarch-level being, but he couldn't compare to Su Ming now.

They could even see the scene after the white-robed corpse was suppressed, where the number of people changed from two to three.

The two looked at each other and laughed.

Well, now there's one more person, so three people are just right for playing Dou Dizhu (a popular Chinese card game).