Full-Time Magister: I can control you to death

"Crunch, crunch..."

A series of sickening sounds rose and fell as red-eyed ghosts swarmed in from all directions, clinging to the gray tree fence. In the past, this was the thing they hated the most, but today was different; the fence couldn't contain the presence of living beings.

For the sake of the delicious food, the dead were quite willing to be good babies who didn't pick and choose their food.

"Robbers! Those damned robbers!"

The old village chief angrily pounded the ground with his cane: "They killed Old Xu and stole our Kun Well water. They want us to be swallowed alive by the dead!"

"Old village chief, what should we do?"

The villagers exclaimed in terror.

The gray tree fence is only effective temporarily and cannot stop the relentless army of undead!

"Fight them!" the old village chief roared, blue star trails streaking across his face as a torrent surged toward the dead.

A few undead were swept away, but more were attracted. Several rotting corpses with extremely long claws even climbed up the wooden fence, their green eyes staring hungryly at the village full of living people.

The villagers were dumbfounded, having no idea how to deal with these terrifying creatures.

In the distance, on a small hill.

Two men dressed in black watched this scene from afar and sneered, "These worthless weaklings should be devoured by the dead."

"Shall we leave now?" a man in black asked.

“No, the adults said we have to make sure the village is completely wiped out.” The other chuckled, “Just treat it as a show. Don’t you find their screams quite amusing?”

"I find your screams more pleasant to hear."

The sudden sound startled the two men in black.

Before they could react, two dark purple claws, leaving afterimages, ripped through their chests, and their two filthy hearts exploded.

The two mid-level mages died without even a chance to resist, their bodies corroded by the purple color, leaving them no opportunity to become undead and seek revenge.

"nausea."

Liu Ru said with disgust.

Xu Fang carefully searched their bodies and found a storage magic artifact containing abundant, misty spring water.

"It's water from Kun Well!" Da Zhuang exclaimed in delight.

"They are from the Black Court, and their target is indeed the Kun Well water!" Xu Fang said. "After they steal the Kun Well water, Weiju Village will be without protection and will be attacked by the undead, thus clearing them of suspicion!"

Liu Ru and Da Zhuang felt a chill run down their spines.

Xu Fang froze the two corpses and put them into the Hidden Star as evidence.

"The dead will return to the underground at dawn. If you want the dead to clean up their mess, you have to steal the spring water before dawn."

Xu Fang glanced at the sky: "There's no time to waste!"

Chapter 234 A Terrifying Speculation: Another Bloodbath in Bo City

Four irons for men.

We fought together, studied together, fought together, and shared the spoils together.

Xu Fang and Da Zhuang barely made it into the first category; after slaughtering several Black Court beasts together, their relationship became much closer.

"By the way, I still don't know your name. You can't just be called Dazhuang, can you?" Xu Fang asked curiously.

"I told you, you're not allowed to laugh at me." Dazhuang was a little embarrassed: "My name is Fang... Fang Youmiao."

"puff!"

Liu Ru couldn't help but hide behind Xu Fang, only her shrugging shoulders showing.

Xu Fang laughed heartily. Who would have thought that this burly farmer would have such a childish name?

Dazhuang kept his head down; his one act of extroversion became a lifetime of introversion.

"Meng Village is just ahead." Xu Fang put away his mana-depleted Wolf Wings and looked at the sky that was about to break through the dawn. "Let's go and see if we can still make it."

The three activated their magic tools and rushed to Meng Village, only to find a ruined area that had been leveled by the undead.

"We're too late, you bastards!" Da Zhuang cursed, slamming his fist hard on the ground.

Xu Fang said, "We have done our best and saved the residents of three villages."

—Of course, Xu Fang also took away the Kun Well springs from the three dangerous villages.

A minor unpleasant incident occurred during the process, but thanks to Dazhuang's sincere persuasion and the fact that Xu Fang had smashed the house with a single punch, the villagers still chose to relocate to the ancient capital.

They carried all the grey garlic and hurried on their way.

Xu Fang also contacted Feijiao using military equipment, and military vehicles would come to pick them up; a day would be enough to get them there.

"Let's go back too," Xu Fang said.

"There's only Huacun left, are we not going?" Liu Ru asked.

“With Mo Fan and the others in Huacun, there won’t be any problems. They’ve probably already set off,” Xu Fang said.

Dazhuang agreed: "Yes, Brother Ai always has a way. I think it's going to rain today. If it rains until night, our garlic will be useless."

Having reached an agreement, the three quickly returned home.

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Ancient capital, clock tower magic association, meeting room.

There were four people sitting in the room.

Association President Han Ji, Presiding Judge Shi Zheng, Chief Instructor of Lintong Military Region Fei Jiao, and Councilor Zhu Meng.

Standing in front of the four was a pharmacist in a white coat: "This rainwater reagent does have a problem. We detected something called 'Nine Netherworld Dew' in it."

"What is the purpose of this thing?" Han Ji asked.

"It provides death energy! Extremely concentrated death energy!" the pharmacist affirmed. "With the blessing of the Nine Nether Dew, the undead will be even more powerful in combat!"

"Damn Black Court dogs, trying to destroy my ancient capital this way? Dream on!" Han Ji slammed his hand on the table. "Shi Zheng, how's your investigation going?"

"We've identified a few, but the gang leader hasn't shown up yet, and we don't dare to alert him," Shi Zheng said.

"grass!"

Zhu Meng's way of expressing emotions is always so simple and direct.

He hates these kinds of scoundrels the most, especially after being tricked by Councilor Luo Mian in Hangzhou.

“I believe the primary task is to strengthen defenses. Bombs alone are not enough; a large number of mages must be sent to the front lines,” Flying Horn said.

"That's easy. Contact a few major families and magic academies and ask them to send experts." Before Shi Zheng could finish speaking, his communicator rang.

"He's here? Good, good, bring him up."

Shi Zheng smiled and said, "President, Xu Fang is here. I'll introduce him to you later."

As he spoke, he glanced at Feijiao, only to find Feijiao sitting calmly in his seat, seemingly unconcerned about being poached.

Han Ji's face showed great interest. He had heard of Xu Fang's name before, but he had been too busy with work to meet him.

Soon, Xu Fang was led into the conference room, his eyes sweeping over the faces of the people inside.

Han Ji looked on with admiration, while Shi Zheng and Fei Jiao both wore amiable smiles. Only Zhu Meng snorted coldly, crossed his arms, and turned his head away.

That kid insulted me, and I remember it!

Xu Fang took a bottle of reagent from the Hidden Star and placed it on the table.

"This is?"

"This is called Kun Well Water, which shares the same origin as the Dew of the Nine Netherworlds and can neutralize the death energy of the Dew of the Nine Netherworlds."

Xu Fang said, "The people of Weiju Village regard it as a god, which can protect them from the attacks of the dead at night. I guess it might be related to neutralizing the death energy."

—We are ambitious young people who grew up under the red flag. We believe in magic. These idealistic gods can go to hell!

Several high-ranking officials' eyes lit up, and Han Ji quickly ordered, "Go and have it tested."

The pharmacist quickly got to work.

“I have a feeling this is pretty much true; this kid is a pharmacist himself,” Zhu Meng said.

"There are seven dangerous villages, and a total of seven portions of Kun Well water. I have three portions, three of which were taken by the Black Court. The only remaining portion, Hua Village, is heading towards the ancient capital."

Xu Fang said, "I suggest sending experts to provide support. If the Black Court takes it away, we'll be at a disadvantage."

Feijiao laughed and said, "I have already sent a team of mid-level mages."

"not enough!"

Xu Fang said solemnly, "Three against three, the remaining Kun Well Water is the key to victory! If Hei Ting refines the Nine Nether Dew and uses it at dawn..."

"What did you say? At dawn?" Han Ji asked in surprise.

“Of course.” Xu Fang looked at him affirmatively: “The Dew of the Nine Netherworlds can provide death energy and can create an environment just as suitable for the undead during the daytime.”

Several high-ranking officials suddenly stopped breathing.

Shock filled their pupils.

Yes, they only thought that death energy could enhance the combat power of the undead, but they never thought that this thing could extend the survival time of the undead.

The early morning is the most relaxed time in the ancient capital, when military mages and hunting mages return to their camps to rest.

If, by then, the spirits of the dead have not sheathed their fangs... the ancient capital is in grave danger!

"I'll send a high-level, no, a super-level, or I'll go myself!" Flying Horn suddenly stood up and left.

His departure made the atmosphere at the scene even more somber.

Han Ji looked at Xu Fang earnestly and said sincerely, "What else do you know? Please tell us everything."

"These are all my guesses."

Xu Fang said, "I asked the people in Weiju Village, and they said that the water from Kunjing Well has been stolen repeatedly for many years, especially three years ago!"

“Three years ago, at this time…” Zhu Meng’s expression changed slightly: “The bloodbath in Bo City?”

"Yes."