Full-Time Magister: I can control you to death

"I object! Xu Fang and the others are still inside! They're not dead yet!" Fei Jiao exclaimed excitedly.

"I'm doing this for the greater good!" Chu Jia said angrily, "Compared to ending a disaster and saving a few lives, don't you, as the head instructor, know which to choose?"

"enough!"

Du Xiao couldn't help but curse, "The big picture? If it weren't for these young people, would you be sitting here talking about the big picture?"

Originally, this should not have been a disaster, but a catastrophe.

If Xu Fang hadn't discovered Hei Ting's conspiracy, used the Kun Well water to stop the rain that was destroying the city, and brought in a forbidden spell mage, the ancient capital would probably have already fallen and become a paradise for the dead.

"Du Xiao, watch your attitude! Who are you talking to!"

Chu Jia was furious. Du Xiao was just a Hunter King, while he was an elder of the Hunter Alliance!

"I object too."

Li Yujian, the patriarch of the Li family in the ancient capital, said, "A place hit by forbidden magic will become a forbidden zone for life, where ordinary people cannot survive at all. And how can you be sure that forbidden magic can destroy the Abyss of Evil?"

"This won't work, that won't work, you guys need to come up with something!"

Chu Jia snorted coldly.

Everyone instinctively looked at the president, Han Ji.

Han Ji seemed to have aged considerably, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's almost dawn."

As dawn breaks, the spirits of the dead will soon depart, and the ancient capital will soon welcome the sunrise.

The undead will not dissipate; they will return to the place where death energy is most concentrated—the Abyss of Death.

He didn't want to say it, but he had to.

Xu Fang and his three companions are doomed!

Chu Jia's suggestion was not foolish; it was even the optimal solution, a cold and cruel optimal solution.

"President..."

"President!"

Everyone felt extremely distressed seeing Han Ji struggling and trembling.

Just then, Zhu Meng, who had been silent until now, exclaimed, "Look!"

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Inside the Gate of Death.

The space was almost completely filled with the dead.

"Yellow Hair, you've been saving me all this time, now it's my turn to go first."

Mo Fan grinned, his teeth growing longer and his short hair quickly spreading over his shoulders, while blood-red sacrificial inscriptions appeared on his face and body.

Demonized!

In the original story, Mo Fan used his demonized power to destroy the Bridge of Nine Deaths and One Life, thus sending the others to the Blood Throne.

“Then you have to pay back that two million,” Xu Fang said.

Mo Fan laughed wildly: "Alright, once we brothers destroy this damned Fiend Abyss, I, Mo Fan, will double the amount for you!"

A violent force slammed into the silver vortex, and a silver mirror door appeared behind it.

"I'll find another way, blondie. The rest is up to you!"

Chapter 245 Armored Body, Illusory Image Reappears

Rumble...

The Bridge of Nine Deaths and One Life began to collapse, and ancient jade stones shattered into countless pieces, falling into the black, bottomless cliff, where they were further cleaved into fragments by the black wind.

The path to the altar stood in their way.

The steps of the altar were very high, not like those for people to climb, but for use by gods and giants.

Red silk hung down around the altar, and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be bright red blood!

"It looks terrifying," Liu Ru said.

"Let's go."

Xu Fang took the lead, and the three of them began to walk up the stairs.

The higher you go, the narrower the steps become, eventually becoming a height that you can step out of in one stride.

The Blood Throne is within reach!

It was a jade throne standing on white jade, crystal clear and with sharp edges, as if countless swords were stuck upside down on it.

There's someone up there!

There was indeed a person sitting on the Blood Throne, whether dead or alive was unknown, dressed in a black armor robe.

The armor was clearly an ancient artifact, radiating a chilling light, and the three of them could see their reflections on it.

The person leaned slightly forward, supporting their cheek with one hand, the shadow perfectly obscuring their face.

Just one glance was enough to vacant Zhang Xiaohou and Liu Ru's eyes, with a voice in their hearts urging them to go over.

Buzz~~~~~~~

"wake up!"

Xu Fang suddenly shouted sharply, activating the insect chirping to forcibly wake the two of them.

The two woke up with a start, covered in sweat, staring at the throne with disbelief and uncertainty.

“It’s a mind control spell; you can’t wear this armor,” Liu Ru said, sensing a strong malevolent aura emanating from it.

"This is not the ancient king."

Xu Fang said in a deep voice, and suddenly a dazzling light shone from his body.

The shadows were instantly illuminated, and Liu Ru and Zhang Xiaohou realized that this "person" was just an empty shell.

It was empty, yet it sat there like a living person, staring intently at each of them.

"I am the First Emperor, who unified the world and laid the foundation for ten thousand generations. My wisdom and strength all originate from heaven and earth, and I uphold the Way of Heaven to bring peace to the world. Wear my armor and inherit my wisdom and courage."

The seductive voice rang out again.

The armor rustled and rattled, as if urging them to put it on quickly and inherit everything from the Qin Emperor.

This time, however, the three were already on guard and remained unmoved.

"Buzz~~~~~~~!!!"

The entire altar shook violently, and the black space twisted, sometimes spiraling, sometimes bending, and sometimes showing inexplicable faults.

A chilling wind slowly swept down from above the three of them.

Above their heads was a large black cloud composed of mad corpses, with ferocious heads flying around like the wind!

"The altar is spinning!"

Zhang Xiaohou's expression changed drastically: "Oh no, Sha Yuan is about to perform a spatial transfer!"

The first time Sha Yuan appeared was at the Sha Wang River, the second time at Xian Chi, and the third time outside the northern city of the ancient capital.

Next time, the ideal location will undoubtedly be the inner city of the ancient capital!

The altar trembled violently, and the three of them could no longer stand.

"We must stop it!"

Zhang Xiaohou gritted his teeth, got up from the shaking ground, and used his Wind Track technique to rush towards the empty armor robe!

"stop!"

An ice lock grabbed Zhang Xiaohou's ankle and violently dragged him out of the evil altar.

However, the armored figure seemed to have encountered a greedy demon, and seeing its prized possession slip away, it let out a violent scream and actually split apart to chase after it!

Just as the armored figure was about to catch up with Zhang Xiaohou, a burst of intense light suddenly appeared.

Zhang Xiaohou subconsciously closed his eyes, but when he opened them again, he found a familiar figure blocking his way.

"Brother Fang!"

Zhang Xiaohou screamed with all his might.

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Xu Fang didn't know whether he could be considered a hero.

At least, he had never seen a hero as unreliable as himself. Heroes should be portrayed as tragic and resolute, like Zhan Kong.

Playing the hero yourself always feels like acting in a Crayon Shin-chan movie.

Xu Fang didn't know whether he was a smart person or not.

A wise person should protect themselves and let others take the lead while they watch from behind, having already risked their life for others several times.

He couldn't explain why he rushed forward.

—Perhaps it was for the sake of the countless lives in the ancient capital?

After all, this is the Abyss of Fiends, an Abyss that even forbidden spells might not be able to subdue.

Under his influence, the battle line was kept outside the city, and the people in the outer city were anxiously waiting for the outcome, with no talk of retreating to the inner city.

If the Abyss of Evil were to descend, the resulting devastation would be unimaginable.

—Or perhaps it was to save Zhang Xiaohou's life and fulfill his promise to Mo Fan?

His comrades were all fighting desperately; he couldn't stay here and watch them go to their deaths!

"Keng!"

"Keng!!"

"Clang! Clang!!"

First, the helmet was attached directly to Xu Fang's head, pressing against his scalp.