Full-Time Magister: The Strongest Summoned Beast is Actually Myself

Chapter 153, Liquid of Time

"That simple?" Mo Fan asked in surprise.

“…This is impossible…” Nan Jue murmured softly, frozen in place, his eyes filled with disbelief and shock.

As a descendant of a prestigious family specializing in enchantments and a master of sound magic, she is considered a leader in the field when it comes to breaking enchantments. She had observed for a long time and, although she had discerned the key to the enchantment, she knew that to actually break it would require at least half an hour of probing, adjusting the pressure, and resonating... and she might not even be able to completely break it.

Unexpectedly, Chen Hao easily tore open a breakthrough with a few self-deprecating words and a few spells!

"how did you do it?"

Nan Jue couldn't help but step forward, her gaze fixed intently on Chen Hao. Besides surprise, her eyes held an undisguised respect.

"Want to learn?" Chen Hao chuckled, his tone nonchalant. "Come to my room tonight, I'll give you some private lessons."

"You good-for-nothing man, you're never serious," Jiang Shaoxu suddenly blurted out from the side, rolling her eyes.

But surprisingly, Nan Jue actually thought about it seriously for a moment and even nodded thoughtfully.

"Come on, you really want to sell your looks to learn skills? I'll teach you later." Chen Hao chuckled at the sight, waved his hand, and stepped into the crevice first.

The others immediately followed closely, taking each step carefully, almost touching Chen Hao's back.

The lightning remained intense all around, the yellow bolts like thousands of raging serpents, churning and roaring in the air. Arcs of electricity brushed past ears, some even grazing hair, instantly sending chills down everyone's spines and making their hearts pound.

The oppressive atmosphere in this area was as if they could be swallowed up by lightning at any moment. No one dared to be distracted; they relied entirely on instinct to follow Chen Hao's light barrier, as if clinging to their last straw.

"Don't be nervous," Chen Hao said without turning his head, his tone calm but firm, "We're almost there."

The surrounding lightning and protective barriers gradually thinned out, and the thunderous roar subsided, as if a raging storm was retreating step by step. Suddenly, everyone felt as if they had passed through an invisible curtain of water. After their bodies sank slightly, a warm and refreshing aura rushed towards them, and the roaring in their ears abruptly ceased.

The ground beneath my feet was no longer scorched, cracked earth struck by lightning, but a soft, moist meadow.

The next second, the scene before them stunned everyone.

—The boundless green grassland, with clusters of flowers, is so colorful it looks like an oil painting. The air is filled with the fragrance of grass and flowers, as if you have entered a fairyland in a fairy tale.

"Look, there's a city!" Zhao Manyan suddenly exclaimed, pointing into the distance.

Following the direction he pointed, everyone saw a colorful little town standing quietly in the sunlight at the end of the sea of ​​flowers. Although the city walls were not high, they had a unique style, as if they had been carefully painted, without a single trace of damage or disrepair.

"How is this possible? We clearly entered the eye of the storm... How could such a huge space appear? And it looks like a paradise on earth?" Jiang Shaoxu was so shocked that she couldn't speak.

“This is a separate space.” Chen Hao said solemnly, “I think… we have truly found the ancient ruins.”

They walked slowly into the flower field, bathed in sunlight and filled with the sweet fragrance of blossoms, but no one could truly relax. Because this place—was eerily serene.

The small town is just a stone's throw away, ancient yet vibrant, with even tiny specks of pollen floating in the air, as if time has stood still at this moment.

"The entire storm... has completely sealed off this space," Mo Fan said softly, his eyes filled with shock. "Perhaps this is the storm's purpose—to seal this ancient city forever."

"This is probably one of the earliest cities in South America!" Jiang Shaoxu suddenly exclaimed in surprise. "Look at that city gate!"

She pointed to a round stone emblem in front of the door, which was carved with an intricate six-petaled flower with layers of blooming petals, and faint starlight-like patterns at the center of the flower.

"What kind of flower is this?" Zhao Manyan asked.

“Li Fan.” Jiang Shaoxu said with unusual seriousness, “It is a very rare flower that disappeared from South America about 30 years ago. It was once one of the sacred plants. In the early tribes, it was used to make wine, to perform sacrifices, and as a natural medicine for spiritual healing.”

"Healing? Isn't that just a sedative effect?" Zhao Manyan said dismissively.

“It’s different.” Jiang Shaoxu shook his head, his eyes somewhat complicated. “The Lifan Flower is not addictive, it’s not poisonous, and most amazingly, it can resonate with a person’s mental fluctuations. In the early days before mind magic existed, some people used the Lifan Flower to induce meditation and guide consciousness into the spiritual world. Later, many people believed that the prototype of mind magic evolved from the ritual of using this flower.”

It's clear that Jiang Shaoxu cares a lot about Li Fanhua. She has already begun searching for her in this ancient city. The city isn't very big, it's quiet and peaceful, and there shouldn't be any danger.

Everyone started to disperse, each with their own places to explore. Following the guidance of the Condensed Evil Pearl, Chen Hao went straight to a fountain at a crossroads.

A beautiful and graceful female sculpture sits atop the fountain, her serpentine waist and delicate, smooth abdomen particularly eye-catching.

Chen Hao casually waved his hand, and suddenly the entire sculpture began to crumble and fall apart, just like it was made of sand.

The sculpture crumbled and fell away, revealing a crystal cup containing a spring of very clear, shimmering liquid.

Liquid of time!

In an instant, the reaction of the Condensed Evil Pearl reached its peak, and an eerie red light almost burst forth, as if a demon had encountered the world's most beloved delicacy.

Not only that, the crimson magic ring in Chen Hao's mental world also reacted, causing his physical eyes to turn red, almost bulging out of their sockets, as he greedily tried to drink the liquid in the cup in one gulp.

However, he quickly suppressed this desire. He would not allow his body or soul to go out of control because of any power. He did not choose to feed the Condensed Evil Pearl or the Crimson Demon Ring, but instead hid it directly in his storage space.

This stuff is his trump card for survival; he's saving it for himself to drink.

After achieving his goal, Chen Hao, like everyone else, searched the entire Time Town thoroughly, but unfortunately found nothing of value.

Before long, everyone gathered together.

Everyone seemed to have gained something. Jiang Shaoxu found the Li Fan Flower she wanted, and the smile on her face was like that of a little girl who had received a red flower.

“This place is amazing. Even though no one lives here, everything in the town looks brand new,” Nan Jue said, sharing her discovery.

"What kind of treasure is it?" Mo Fan scratched his head.

"To be honest, this place is quite strange. Didn't you guys notice that there are no other elements here besides wind?" Zhao Manyan said with a frustrated face, looking like he was about to collapse. He couldn't use any of the elements—light, water, or earth.

“I can’t use my ice magic either, but I can still use wind magic,” Mu Ningxue said solemnly.

"It's really strange. Without the elemental element, our strength is greatly reduced. It's best not to stay here too long," Li Kaifeng said.

"It does make me feel quite insecure, but I can still use my spatial, summoning, and shadow magic abilities," Mo Fan said.

"Wait a little longer, I still have some places to explore, you can rest for a while."

After Chen Hao finished speaking, he took out his flying umbrella and flew out of the town. He was going to find other passages.

This is clearly an independent little world, which Lingling named the Space Station in the original work. It connects all the spatial axes of the magical world, and you can quickly reach the other side of the earth from here.

On the Peruvian side, it connects to a fiery vein beneath the Sun Ridge of the Kunlun Mountains.

However, he searched for a long time but couldn't find any terrain with lava. He almost turned upside down the land outside the town to search for it.

The space outside the town is actually not very large, probably less than ten kilometers. The edge is a chaotic area, which looks like normal scenery, but once you cross the line, you will lose your way and get lost in a maze, unable to find your way out.

"As expected, it's not that simple." Chen Hao sighed helplessly. His spatial abilities were too low. He didn't even understand what was going on. The system wanted to help him, but it couldn't identify the predicament he was in.

Never mind, let's go first. ...

As everyone followed Chen Hao into the restricted passage, Chen Hao subconsciously glanced back at the sky.

Suddenly, the clouds above the town spun rapidly into a hurricane-like hole in the sky, and within that hole was a single, enormous eye, staring down at them, who were as tiny as ants!
At that moment, Chen Hao felt a chill run down his spine, and he quickened his pace to leave.

Even though the other party appeared very kind in the original work, Chen Hao didn't want to try to understand their personality.

……

After leaving the lightning barrier, the group soon emerged from the black storm's encirclement.

The sky above them cleared up and became bright again, with sunlight streaming down, giving them a sense of being in another world. After experiencing the lightning storm and the ancient city's secret realm, even though they hadn't found any real treasures on this trip, everyone felt quite satisfied.

Sometimes, the experience of an adventure is more memorable than the result.

"I'm really going to miss that place, which is like an oil painting." Jiang Shaoxu looked around, her eyes still filled with amazement.

"It's like a fairytale town...it's just a pity it doesn't belong to the real world," Zhao Manyan sighed.

Just as everyone was preparing to take a short rest, the sky suddenly darkened.

"What happened?" Mu Ningxue looked up, her brows furrowed.

storm?

No—it wasn't a storm, it was a huge, overwhelming shadow that blotted out the sky.

"...That's a bird?" Mo Fan's pupils contracted.

Above, a flock of large, jet-black birds seemed to burst forth from the clouds, obscuring half the sky. They were numerous, perhaps tens of thousands, flying with very little spacing between them, resembling a well-trained aerial army!

"Damn it! Has some winged demon clan migrated here?!" Nan Jue's expression changed, and he immediately prepared to fight to the death.

The others were equally startled, and colorful magical light burst forth.

"Don't scare yourself. These guys aren't after us. Run!" Chen Hao said.

Upon hearing Chen Hao's words, everyone suddenly realized that although the massive, sky-covering army of strange birds was incredibly imposing, it had not shown them any hostility.

They flew through the air, the wind whipping up the trees on the ground, but neither the leading birds in the front row nor the dense flocks flying behind them looked away, heading straight for their target.

"They didn't even glance at us," Zhao Manyan said, swallowing hard, somewhat relieved.

“It doesn’t seem like a migration.” Nan Jue still looked uneasy. “The flight formation is too neat… It doesn’t look like an escape, it looks more like… responding to some kind of order.”

Jiang Shaoxu raised his head and looked at the vast army of birds flying further and further away, about to disappear into the black storm, and a chill ran through his heart.

"Have you noticed that they're all heading towards human cities?" she whispered.

Mo Fan frowned, his eyes darkening.

"I have a bad feeling. Isn't that direction Lima? Aren't Old Ai and the others over there?"

Chen Hao's expression turned serious. Wasn't this the Nazca Lines? Luckily, he had deliberately avoided those sensitive areas and hadn't provoked these unlucky creatures.

"Let's go to Lima."

At Chen Hao's command, everyone set off without hesitation, speeding along the edge of the mountain range towards Lima.

Along the way, the wind and sand swirled, and the sky grew increasingly gloomy. The flight paths of the Nazca Lines seemed to tear a black torrent through the sky, heading straight for the city.

Lima is the capital of Peru, a large human settlement with a complete city barrier, where many high-level mages reside. But at this moment, the city's edge is shrouded in a depressing silence.

"Look over there!" Mu Ningxue pointed.

Above Lima, a massive light barrier was being relentlessly attacked!

Countless Nazca Lines spread their enormous wings, their sharp beaks like blades, and charged at the surface of the barrier with ferocious demonic power. Those wings, like sharp scythes, shredded the flying beasts high in the sky, seemingly utterly unafraid of human strength.

"This is a collective assault on the city's defensive barrier; they're organizing an attack on the city!" Zhao Manyan couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

The entire sky was dyed in shades of hazy yellow and inky black, and the army of strange birds crashed against the barrier like waves of black, but unfortunately, they couldn't budge it at all.

If it were some outlying cities, this army of winged demons would probably be annihilated, no less than the bloody siege of Bo City back then. But this is Lima. Even though Peru is a small country, its capital is not something that these demons can easily shake.

Just as everyone was horrified by the overwhelming onslaught of the strange bird army, suddenly, a silver-white building on the north side of the city emitted an extremely dazzling cold light!

The light, like the blade of the polar day, tore a straight line of ice through the sky.

"That's...!" Jiang Shaoxu exclaimed in surprise.

All eyes turned to the top of that building.

A black female mage dressed in a silver-white robe stood silently in the wind, her arms outstretched, and behind her seemed to unfold a huge celestial wing made of millions of ice feathers, holy, solemn, and inviolable!
"A super-level mage!" Nan Jue whispered, his voice carrying a hint of awe for the first time.

next moment--

"Extreme Ice - Heavenly Coffin Realm!"

Her voice pierced through the storm and thunder, echoing throughout the entire battlefield.

The sky seemed to be instantly sealed by frost, and the temperature above the entire city of Lima plummeted to tens of degrees below zero. A massive ice crystal array appeared above the monster bird legion!
The array slowly rotated, and thousands of cold stars descended from the sky, like a coffin in the heavens, freezing, nailing, and sealing the Nazca Bird Legion one by one!
Even those commanding, strange birds were no exception.

"My God... those ice flowers fell like stars..." Zhao Manyan looked up, speechless with astonishment.

The dense, surging black shadows in the sky instantly transformed into millions of ice sculptures, crashing down from the sky and shattering into countless ice shards on the outer edge of the barrier, the barren ground, the rocks, and the valleys!
"That's too ruthless, the entire air force... was wiped out..." Mo Fan murmured.

The monstrous bird army, which could previously screech and flap against the barrier, was completely annihilated before it even had time to react to this super-level ice magic!
In just ten seconds, the overwhelming black tide vanished completely, leaving only the remains of ice birds scattered across the outside of the barrier, a scene resembling the ice tombs of the North, a deathly stillness.

Everyone fell into a brief silence.

"It's a super-tier level three magic! I just don't know if it has a celestial seed..." Chen Hao narrowed his eyes and silently compared it with Lu Huan's.

During the catastrophe in the ancient capital, Lu Huan could easily eliminate thousands of undead with a single move. Although the density of undead was higher, their defenses were also stronger.

While the Nazca Birds appear numerous, most are actually magical copies. Overall, Lu Huan is stronger. Lu Huan's ability to directly confront the Lord of the Corpse Demon and even gain a slight advantage indicates that he possesses a Celestial Seed.

It seems this high-level mage doesn't possess the Heavenly Seed.

However, even so, in such a small country, a mage of this level is already a pillar of strength, and there are probably not many like him in the entire Lima.

(End of this chapter)