The Strongest Magician of Gods

"Hehe, it is said that there is a powerful forbidden magic in the Burning Heaven Palace called the Soul Attachment Technique. Unfortunately, during a turmoil hundreds of years ago, this forbidden magic suddenly disappeared. Since then, the Burning Heaven Palace has established the Eight Halls of Burning Heaven to secretly search for it in the magic world. It was not until the appearance of the Soul-Seizing Hall that the Burning Heaven Palace saw the possibility of pursuing the Soul Attachment Technique. However, the Soul-Seizing Hall is a first-class power in the magic world, and it is too difficult to find definite clues. Therefore, the Blood Fiend Hall of the Eight Halls of Burning Heaven has been mobilized. Don't you understand? The condition is very simple. I, as the enforcer of the Blood Fiend Hall, will let you take on this task."

Zhuge Yu gave a sinister sneer.

Mo Bei was horrified. This was no easy task. The Soul-Seizing Hall was no ordinary magic sect. He always felt there was something evil about it, making it a sect he was extremely reluctant to join, especially after witnessing the cruel scene that night, which only intensified his resistance.

"Does Your Excellency want me to enter the Soul-Capturing Hall to find clues about the Soul-Possession Technique?" Mo Bei asked softly.

“That’s right. As a first-class power in the magical world, the Soul-Seizing Hall also has first-class sect resources. You just need to enter the sect, lie low for a while, and wait for the opportunity. With your magical talent, completing the outer sect mission of the Soul-Seizing Hall should not be difficult!” Zhuge Yu said.

Mo Bei calmly analyzed the situation, his heart churning. As the Blood Fiend Hall's Enforcer, it wouldn't be difficult for him to find a few of his magic apprentices to enter the Soul-Seizing Hall. But why me? My identity has always been under the Fat Monk's name.

"Something's not right."

Mo Bei pondered. He took a step forward, gripping the magic wand tightly in his hand, his palms covered in sweat.

"My lord, please don't try to fool me. If you're of your status, why are you coming to me instead of your magic disciples?" Mo Bei asked.

Zhuge Yu sneered, his magic surging forth, revealing a surge of anger.

"Heh, what a shrewd fellow. The fact that I approached you says it all. You've seen all my magic disciples; they're all dead, lying in desolate graveyards. But you're different. Fat Monk is really capable; he got you into Austin Magic Academy, gradually increasing your status. What a clever scheme."

"What if I refuse?" Mo Bei said matter-of-factly.

"Oh," Zhuge Yu hummed in surprise.

"This kid is too clever, with a clean background and a sharp mind. He might actually succeed in fooling us. Looks like we'll have to go all out!"

Zhuge Yu sized up Mo Bei, his ugly face twitching, then turned around, took a step, and left behind a silhouette.

"I'm only here to inform you, not to ask for your opinion. Whether you're willing or not is not up to you. Your fate is not in your own hands. However, I can promise you that once you enter the Soul-Seizing Hall, all the forces under the Blood Fiend Hall will be at your command."

Zhuge Yu walked slowly, but then suddenly turned around as he spoke.

A chilling fear gripped his ugly face, which held a terrifying sense of threat, and his dark green eyes suddenly turned fierce.

"Also, whatever you do, don't refuse. The consequences would be something you can't handle right now."

With a "whoosh," Zhuge Yu disappeared, gradually vanishing as he used his time-space abilities.

The quiet street was silent, especially after Zhuge Yu's last glance, which was definitely not a joke. This important matter would probably soon spread to the ears of the Blood Fiend Palace's higher-ups.

"What a hassle. Fine, you are me, and I am inseparable from you now. Just hearing the name 'Soul Attachment Technique' doesn't seem like it can be powerful at all. According to ancient history, there are nine forbidden spells in this magical world, which are considered the most terrifying among forbidden spells. Soul Attachment Technique is one of the nine forbidden spells."

"It's getting more and more chaotic, and that Soul-Seizing Hall doesn't seem like a good sect either. This mission is not easy to accept. If this continues, I'm really going to die here."

Mo Bei looked up at the glistening street with a sense of dejection, then took a step forward, his figure quickly blending into the bustling market.

The Magic Guild, a landmark building in Austin City, is situated in a massive aerial castle.

The flow of mages was rapid. The entire castle was made of sparkling, transparent diamonds. It was surrounded by various powerful forces, and the names of these forces were displayed on every corridor, along with female mages at the front desk.

Comparatively speaking, this kind of work is the safest profession in the magical world.

Since the Magic Guild branch was established here, Austin City has not been attacked by beast tides for many years. The magical citizens live and work in peace and contentment, and all kinds of professions flourish.

As magicians, everyone dreams of becoming a heroic figure, protecting humanity, and becoming a revered and holy magician.

The establishment of sects originated from this. Once a mage steps into the ranks of a sect, he has the potential to become a hero. Although many mages died on the battlefield after entering a sect, even more mages joined in.

Various factions recruit magicians in the magical world under the guise of their own power. One reason is to expand the strength of their sects. As magicians contribute to the sects, the sects also provide corresponding rewards and powerful magic for their disciples to cultivate.

Secondly, it is because humans in the magical world have too many enemies: monsters, werewolves, vampires, giants, dragons, and even humans themselves. They fight each other, bringing endless disasters to the world.

Among the various forces in the world, there are also different levels of distinction, with four levels: first-class forces, second-class forces, third-class forces, and fourth-class forces.

Each faction offers vastly different rewards to mages. First-class strength is like a prestigious university in Mo Bei's previous life. As one's realm and reputation increase, so do the rewards. Therefore, mages from all factions are always scrambling to increase their reputation, which is why the Hall of Fame was established in the Magic Guild.

The Hall of Fame collects the heroic deeds of countless magical heroes throughout the ages, who are praised and admired by the world.

"So this is the Magic Guild!"

Mo Bei surveyed the castle in the sky, solemn and radiant. This place was one of the most sacred places in the magical world. The Magic Guild was a force highly revered by all mankind and the cornerstone of protecting humanity.

"It's so spectacular, it can only be described as magnificent."

Mo Bei sighed, then pulled out a magic wand from his sleeve, activated the magic, and cast the intermediate-level spell, Flight, as he leisurely flew up the stairs of the aerial castle.

This moment is one of glory, an indescribable and exhilarating feeling.

The Magic Guild's Sky Castle has only one hurdle: flying up to the castle using flight magic. Only those who fly up are qualified to receive the Magic Guild's badge, then they can find the sect or faction they wish to join, and finally begin the outer sect missions of various factions.