Full-Time Magister: I can control you to death

"Yes." Han Ji shook his head and said in a deep voice, "The bodies were just discovered. The two died in the exact same way, poisoned by some kind of evil toxin, and their skin was peeled off while they were still alive."

Xu Fang remained silent.

He absolutely refused to believe that Salam was dead.

It's likely that the original Lingxi is still alive, becoming a backup plan for Salang's escape.

Her sense of smell was even more acute than he had imagined. When she discovered that Mu He had been arrested and things were gradually getting out of control, she decisively chose to slip away unnoticed.

Presumably, she will continue to lurk in the shadows, waiting for the day she can bare her fangs again.

Even if you know the plot inside, you will still be caught out by her and she will use every loophole to fight back.

"There's no need to overthink it."

Seeing Xu Fang's displeased expression, Han Ji smiled and comforted him:

"Sarang has fled in panic, the Grand Deacon of Hujin has been brought to justice, and all the blue-clad figures have been exposed. The Tribunal is already taking action. In less than half a month, she will be left with no one but herself, and she will have no choice but to flee China."

Salang was now a stray dog, but through searching Muhe's soul, they also learned how to stop the Abyss of Evil and avert disaster.

"Sarang is attempting to resurrect the Ancient King, hoping to use this vast undead empire to achieve the title of God of Death. The Abyss of Sha is the Ancient King's tomb, and to stop him, we must venture deep into the Abyss and interrupt the Ancient King's resurrection ritual!"

Han Ji said, "No one, including the most powerful mage, can take even half a step into this place, but there is one group that Sha Yuan will not refuse: the descendants of the ancient king!"

Those who meet this condition, such as the villagers of Weiju Village or the original inhabitants of Bocheng, all have the blood of the ancient king flowing through their veins.

Strictly speaking, Xu Fang is not qualified.

His martyr father was a Sky Eagle Mage transferred from another city, and although his mother was a resident of Bo City, her lineage had been mixed for over a thousand years, and no one knew how many of her bloodlines remained.

But he knew that besides this method, he could also deceive everyone by bathing in the water of the Kun Well!

Han Ji looked at Xu Fang, and Xu Fang looked at Han Ji and nodded slightly: "Count me in."

Han Ji smiled sincerely.

As long as these young people are still here, China will not be defeated, no matter if it is a cardinal or a sea of ​​the dead!

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"I want to go too!" Zhang Xiaohou said. After Mu He was arrested, the antidote for forgetfulness was found on his person.

"When I was at Xianchi, I stood next to Sha Yuan, but I wasn't pulled into the spatial vortex. Perhaps that means I'm a true Bo Cheng native!"

Zhang Xiaohou's expression was extremely serious.

The Abyss of Evil is closing in; if it cannot be stopped, the entire city will be devastated.

At that time, Zhang Xiaohou, who has Bocheng blood, may be spared, but he will never be glad because of it. Instead, he will live with self-blame and guilt for the rest of his life!

"Damn it! I'm going too. Either way, I'm going to die in Sha Yuan, so I'll choose the violent one!"

Mo Fan originally wanted to persuade Zhang Xiaohou, but he was convinced by Zhang Xiaohou's words.

Zhou Min, Zhao Kunsan, and Wang Sanpang stared at them in astonishment, unable to believe that they would risk their lives.

Mu Bai opened his mouth as if to say something, but then stopped himself, and finally shrank back in dejection.

Mu He is a member of the Black Court, and before he can prove his innocence, he is not even qualified to sacrifice himself for the city.

"The Abyss of Fiends is thirty kilometers outside the ancient capital, surrounded by a sea of ​​undead, led by the Ghostly Tyrant. We, several high-level mages, will clear the way for you and escort you to the Abyss of Fiends!"

Zhu Meng said.

The Ghost Tyrant is a minor monarch-level being; if these several super-rank mages work together, they are more than capable of killing him!

"President, what should we do with that Chief Deacon from Hujin?" Shi Zheng asked.

Han Ji said menacingly, "Disable the magic, hang it on the clock tower, let him see with his own eyes that we have thwarted his plan, and let him die with his eyes wide open!"

It's been blocked again! It's been blocked again!

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Chapter 240 Eight Dead Rulers!

"I, Lu Huan, Lu Xu, and Yao Ting will lead the vanguard, with the high-ranking mage group following behind. Zhu Meng will be stationed in the ancient capital to maintain the defensive barrier, and Chief Judge Shi Zheng will prevent the Black Court from causing trouble."

Chairman Han Ji made the arrangements.

Zhu Meng shook his head: "President, you should guard the barrier. I cultivate both lightning and fire elements, so I'm more suited to clearing the way than you."

Han Ji thought for a moment, then slowly nodded: "Alright."

He's just a minor ruler; the real problem is the undead army. Zhu Meng's attack range is much greater than his own, making him a more suitable choice.

"Gentlemen, the decisive battle is imminent, let's all proceed!"

At Han Ji's command, the first to rush out were rows of worker bees, no longer caring that the distance would cause them to lose contact, and charging into the pile of undead corpses as if committing suicide.

Boom boom boom! ! !

The dead within hundreds of meters were either blown to pieces or melted by the intense light.

Amidst the intense flames, the mages charged out of the city gates, tearing a gap in the sea of ​​the dead like arrows.

"Roar!!!"

The Ghost Tyrant noticed the commotion and sent out several elite undead troops to meet them, one of which was a troop of terracotta warriors!

This terracotta warrior is at least at the level of a general, wearing heavy armor, holding halberds, spears, and daggers, and marching in perfect unison.

Ahead of them was a troop of chariot soldiers driving four-horse chariots. The commander on the chariot held a bronze sword and had an indifferent, statue-like gaze.

"It's a terracotta warrior of general rank, commander level!"

Several high-ranking mages quickly went to meet them.

Water and light mages provided cover, blocking the archers' barrage of arrows.

Xu Fang, Mo Fan, and the others were firmly protected in the middle; their magical energy was precious and could not be wasted on the road.

One kilometer, two kilometers... ten kilometers!

The Guardian Mage Corps fought their way through the Sea of ​​the Dead, carving a bloody path that stretched for ten kilometers!

The tyrannical demon in the sky was also attacked by a super-level mage. The distance was too far to see the figure clearly, so the attacker could only be identified by magic.

Military Commander Yaoting and Lu Xu's Space Compass - Death Axis, and Wind-Slaying Thousand-Foot Slash!

The punishment of the thunderbolt of the councilor Zhu Meng, the prohibition of the nine precepts!

And there's also the Sea Emperor's Tsunami by Lu Huan, the chief of the Imperial Guards!

The four high-level mages attacked simultaneously, and the arrogant Ghost Tyrant was engulfed by high-level magic before he could even retaliate.

The magical light emanating from the four was even more dazzling than that of a high-ranking mage group of hundreds, and the magical fluctuations they generated annihilated hundreds and thousands of undead.

Xu Fang stared intently, his eyes shining.

This is the power of a transcendent being, the mighty force of heaven and earth, whose brilliance cannot be concealed even by the apocalypse!

"No one can stop, no one can stop!"

"Protect from both flanks, advance at full speed!"

Inspired by the powerful performance of the super-class mage, everyone was filled with excitement and unleashed all sorts of magic to bombard the undead.

Behind them, the land connected to the city wall was covered with ruins, a breathtaking sight.

Xu Fang looked up and saw that the torrential rain had stopped. It seemed that the sect leader Wu Ku had also retreated with Salang.

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In mid-air, the Ghost Tyrant was covered in wounds and could only roar angrily. After its charged attack was blocked by Lu Huan's water shield, it had no strength left to counterattack.

"let me!"

Zhu Meng's deep and rugged voice rang out, and lightning symbols appeared on his Thunder Demon Armor, densely swirling in his palm to form a Thunder God's Halberd!

"The Punishment of Thunder - The Prohibition of the Nine Commandments!"

Nine divine thunderbolts!

Zhu Meng intended to use this method to behead the arrogant monarch and show them that humans are not fish to be slaughtered at will!

Click! ! !

Thunder shattered the body of the demon tyrant, and fiery wings sprouted from the back of Zhu Meng's armor. He lifted the enormous, ferocious head with one hand and laughed heartily.

"I'm so sorry, but I, Lao Zhu, will take the first one..."

The sound stopped suddenly.

Zhu Meng stared in astonishment at the nightmarish, ghostly mist that enveloped him. A pair of mocking green eyes appeared directly in front of him—no, it seemed to be to his left…

It exists nowhere, yet it exists everywhere—utterly contradictory! Utterly terrifying!

"Commander of the Mist Demons!"

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"hold head high----!!!"

A high-pitched dragon roar echoed in the dim night sky.

In the sky, a colossal creature of astonishment hovered, its bony wings blotting out the sun. When fully extended, the sharp ridges on its wings were clearly visible!

"Skeleton Dragon!"

Beneath its massive body lay a vast army of skeletons, their bones gleaming, wielding bloodstained weapons, forming a flowing white ocean.

The white bones glowed with an eerie light, giving one the illusion of daytime.

Swish!

A cold, sharp glint flashed, and Lu Xu, still in the sky, was caught off guard and his body was swept down from mid-air like a cannonball, crashing heavily to the ground.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yaoting barely managed to dodge by using his spatial abilities.

Lu Huan was surrounded by a dazzling water curtain, which blocked the attack from the Skeleton Dragon.

Two great monarchs!