Full-Time Magister: The Evil Emperor Descends

In the azure sky, a blue tsunami suddenly appeared on a hillside, crashing down with terrifying waves.

The ancient eagles of extreme cold flapped their wings and swooped down on the crowd, scattering the ranks.

However, a powerful hunter group is never short of people with big hearts who step forward to take command.

"Everyone, don't let your formation be disrupted. Find the nearest comrade and fight together. Never fight alone. Remember to protect the healing and mind-based mages!"

Everyone was an experienced hunter mage. At first, they might have been stunned by the shocking scene, but once their survival instinct overcame their fear, they realized it wasn't such a big deal.

Even the young hunters who had previously cried out that they were afraid of dying were now calmly and skillfully casting high-level spells.

This hunter team truly lives up to its reputation as the elite of the elite; every single member is a soldier!
Lin Liewang is right. Apart from those two monarch-level beasts, the strength of all the high-level members is enough to deal with them.

Each person unleashed different high-level spells, creating a dazzling display in mid-air.

"Silent Thunder Death Light!"

"Sky Flame Funeral!"

"Frozen coffin!"

"Eye of the Rock Demon!"

Almost all the high-level spells were unleashed on the Commander-level Ancient Frost Eagle. As for those with lower strength, they were just cannon fodder. As cannon fodder, all they needed to do was charge forward recklessly.

In such fierce battles, especially when there are many demons, healing and mind-based skills become very popular.

Therefore, most people will team up with these two types of mages, which will be much more advantageous in battle.

"Tingying, are you alright?"

Mo Xie brushed a layer of snow off Mu Tingying's head and asked with concern.

"I...I'm fine, Brother Xiaoxie...we...are we..."

Mu Tingying trembled uncontrollably, her small hands gripping Mo Xie's sleeve tightly, too frightened to speak clearly.

"No, Tingying, close your eyes for a moment, and don't open them unless I tell you to. I'll take you to find Dad, okay?"

"Yes, Brother Xiaoxie, I can do it!"

"Good boy."

Mo Xie gently rubbed her cheeks, then pulled up the hood of her down jacket, wrapped his left arm around her, and held Yanmo tightly in his right.

Three black tomoe slowly rotated in his scarlet eyes.

He stuffed the little white tiger into his clothes, with only its little head peeking out from the collar.

He took a deep breath, exhaled hot air, and strode forward with his long legs, each step kicking up a cloud of white snow as he quickly made his way to the nearest group.

In the sky, several circling ancient eagles' pupils flickered as they spotted a small prey running across a clearing in the snow, and they swooped down.

As if she had known all along, Mo Xie stepped forward, did a somersault to the side, and easily dodged the sharp claws that came from behind.

The blade landed precisely on the back of the ancient eagle, and with a twist, the blood-red blade severed its head.

The bright red blood sprayed on the white snow, like blooming spider lilies on the snowy Tianshan Mountains, dignified, elegant, and eerie!
He jumped off the corpse, took a few strides, and ran at the same pace.

Before he could run a few steps, Mo Xie leaned back and tilted his head back, sliding to avoid the sharp claws that were only centimeters away from his face.

The next second, he threw Yama away with his right hand, and it pierced the abdomen of the Extreme Cold Ancient Eagle.

He then reached out and grabbed the hilt of the knife, sliding it out with the momentum. The blade slashed straight through his abdomen, and blood mixed with internal organs splattered on the snow. The scene was extremely disgusting and bloody.

Within a mere hundred meters, several ancient eagles of extreme cold flew over to attack, leaving behind several corpses.

Fortunately, these were all servant-level enemies. With Mo Xie's servant-level physique and Yama's blessing, they were able to barely handle it.

If even a general-level Extreme Cold Ancient Eagle came, he would be doomed.

Throughout this process, no matter what happened, Mu Tingying did not open her eyes. Her delicate body trembled slightly, her hands gripped her clothes tightly, and her head was pressed against Mo Xie's chest.

Mo Xie was pleased to see this, because it was not good for children to see such a bloody scene, as it could easily leave them with psychological trauma.

The teams were so widely dispersed that the nearest team was still a hundred meters away. But it didn't matter; once they passed those hundred meters, he and Mu Tingying would be safe for the time being. Unfortunately, it seemed that Lady Luck wasn't on his side this time on the Tianshan journey.

Suddenly, a gust of wind swept in, and a commander-level ancient eagle of extreme cold stood directly in front, blocking Mo Xie's path.

"Damn it!"

Mo Xie's expression changed, he cursed inwardly, and changed direction to continue running.

But before it could run very far, a group of ancient eagles blocked its path once again, their eyes fixed on their prey with predatory intent, filled with a hunger for food.

After looking around, he realized that he was already surrounded by the Ancient Frost Eagles and had truly become a fish on a chopping board, a lamb to the slaughter!
"I haven't had as much bad luck as I have in the past few years."

Mo Xie clicked his tongue, his face filled with a gloomy expression, his teeth almost grinding to powder.

Okay, there are so many people around, why are you all staring at me? I think you're really hungry.

If it were a servant demon, he could at least try to negotiate and might even manage to escape.

What came was a commander-level creature and a group of warrior-level underlings. How was he supposed to survive?
Just then, two figures emerged from behind a boulder, grinning maliciously at Mo Xie.

The scarred man revealed a sinister smile and spoke first.

"Kid, hand over that tiger cub you're holding, and we might spare your life!"

Mo Xie chuckled, understanding the situation perfectly, and mocked in a sarcastic tone.

"No wonder everyone was targeting me; it turns out there were two dogs following me the whole time."

He understood that one of the other party must be a mind mage with some secret technique or magical artifact to command a small number of Frost Eagles. Otherwise, a high-level mage wouldn't have the ability to control a commander and several warriors.

"I like you sharp-tongued kid. I'd like to see if you're really that sharp-tongued."

The rat-man grinned, stuck out his tongue, licked his lips, and his eyes flashed with greed.

"You'd better surrender now, and I'll treat you well from now on, otherwise..."

Mo Xie's expression froze, and he stood there dumbfounded, his eyes twitching uncontrollably, goosebumps rising on his skin.

At that moment, he realized something very serious: the shifty-eyed guy opposite him... was gay!

Being gay isn't scary; what's scary is when a gay man falls in love with you!

Xinxia is absolutely right. Boys must take good care of themselves when they are out and about!
At this moment, the pupils of an ancient eagle of extreme cold flickered, it cried out, and charged towards Mo Xie.

This unexpected change startled all three people present.

Mo Xie reacted quickly and calmly summoned his shield artifact, an energy shield that protected him.

At the same time, Mu Baizhou was waving his Wind Wings and rushing here desperately.

"Tingying!"

Unfortunately, the enraged monarch-level Extreme Cold Ancient Eagle blocked his way, and the two became entangled.

Driven by his desire to protect his daughter, Mu Baizhou just wanted to get out of the fight as soon as possible, but the Extreme Cold Ancient Eagle was unwilling to do so, and for a time he was at a disadvantage.

"What's wrong? Why isn't it obeying your commands?"

"Brother Rat, I may not be able to hold on much longer. The lifespan of my mind-based magic and magical artifacts is almost up."

The scarred man was pale and covered in cold sweat, speaking weakly.

"Also, isn't that kid an ordinary person? Why can he use magical tools?"

"Looks like we underestimated him. He's a wolf in sheep's clothing... Oh well, we'll just find another pretty boy later. That employer has probably already discovered we framed his daughter. We'll just grab the cub and run!"

The rat-man stared at Mo Xie for a long while, gritted his teeth, and a ruthless and cruel look appeared in his eyes!

"it is good."

Several ancient eagles of extreme cold received the order and frantically attacked the shield, trying to break the energy barrier.

In the midst of the chaotic battle, a sonic boom and the sound of wind cutting suddenly echoed in the sky. A streak of icy blue light flashed past and vanished without a trace, unnoticed by anyone. (End of Chapter)