Full-Time Magister: I can control you to death

"So you're the messenger of hell?"

"You think you can have both my arms?"

While spouting nonsense, Xu Fang manipulated the golden Dharma image to clap its hands at a high frequency.

The two hellhounds were repeatedly struck, but even with their thick skin and tough flesh, they could not withstand the impact.

But whenever they bleed, the surrounding golden light soothes them away, leaving them clean and hygienic.

For a moment, the scene was surprisingly...harmonious?

The dog-man completely broke down: "No! Let them go!"

"Oh, that's okay."

Xu Fang readily agreed, and Fa Xiang swung his arm, sending a chilling hellhound hurtling towards the dog-man like a cannonball!

The dog-man watched helplessly as all this unfolded, with no way to avoid it but to forcibly summon his armored magical artifact.

boom!

The person and the dog were smashed into the ground more than ten meters deep.

"Cough...cough, how dare you...Mr. Su Lu would never..." Before the dog-man could finish speaking, another dark figure approached.

boom! ! !

The second Cerberus successfully buried him, the powerful impact breaking his bones through the armor and causing him to cough up a mouthful of blood.

Zhang Xiaohou, who had been waiting nearby, quickly stepped forward and used earth magic to pull the dog-man out.

The dog-man's eyes were tightly closed; he had clearly fallen into a coma.

"Really dizzy or faking it?" Xu Fang asked. "Is Su Lu an idiot?"

No response.

It seems he's really dizzy.

Xu Fang was somewhat bored, so he casually picked up the two unconscious Hellhounds.

He first used a Dawnbreaker to finish them off by hitting their heads, then put away his Night-Driving Avatar and collected their essences in the Soul Vessel.

Zhan Kong took out a military-grade arresting device and tied the dog-man up tightly.

He even specifically chose a light element to ensure that the dog-man could only obediently be a human-shaped rice dumpling, whether he was unconscious or awake!

Chapter 385 Holy crap, there's a blond guy!

Zeng Guanglie and the dog-man were packed up and sent to the military headquarters. Strictly speaking, these two should have been handed over to the Magic Association.

But who can blame them when the Magic Association is entangled with Su Lu?

Nominally, all the magic associations in China are affiliated with the magic associations of the five continents, especially the East China Sea Magic Association, which is directly under their jurisdiction.

Who knows how many of Su Lu's people are in there?

Sending it to the military would be a different story; military bigwigs like Hua Zhanhong and Jiang Chong wouldn't give Su Lu any face for mourning someone.

After the spiritualist monks investigated, the true purpose of the two men came to light.

"A totem beast?"

Despite his scruffy beard and seemingly carefree middle-aged appearance, Zhan Kong spent a lot of time in libraries in his youth and knew about the existence of totem beasts.

"Here is some information I found. Take a look."

Zhan Kong said, "The dragon has nine sons, and the ninth son is named 'Tuolong'. According to records, the tribes in the Dongting Lake basin in ancient times worshipped Tuolong."

Legend has it that the appearance of the alligator dragon is extremely similar to that of a crocodile. The fact that we've cleared out so many crocodile-like demons in Jinlin City suggests that we might indeed be influenced by totems!

Zhang Xiaohou asked anxiously, "Is that alligator dragon still alive?"

Although he didn't know what a crocodile dragon was, he did know about the totem, the Black Serpent!

Such a powerful and friendly being to humans, every one of them is a great asset to the nation!

"I don't know either, but don't get your hopes up too high. Most of the totems have already perished, and the few that remain have either been sealed away or turned into demons," Zhan Kong said.

Although history books don't mention it, justice resides in the hearts of the people.

Humans abandoned the totem beasts first, so how can we expect them to always repay evil with kindness?

Xu Fang remained silent, knowing full well that the "Alligator Dragon" totem was most likely dead.

Otherwise, that totem vessel that looks like a wine jug wouldn't have chosen the green-skinned crocodile as its contract partner.

Thinking about it now, the true purpose of that monarch-level demon that rushed over frantically but was blocked outside by the barrier might not have been the Earth Core.

Its true purpose is more likely to be a totem vessel; it wants to gain the vessel's recognition and advance to become a totem in the future!

As a result, by sheer chance, the little green crocodile got the better deal, which indirectly allowed Xu Fang to also get a great deal!

What Xu Fang has to do is to keep piecing together totem marks related to the alligator dragon. Each successful attempt will increase the strength of the green-skinned little crocodile!

"Speaking of which, there's a place that's a good fit for my major."

Xu Fang smiled and took out his phone to dial a number he hadn't done in a long time.

"Hey, Teacher Tang Yue, it's been so long! I've missed you terribly. I'll come visit you these next few days!"

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Hangcheng.

The night view of Hangzhou's gardens is picturesque, like a beautiful woman who is pleasing to the eye whether lightly or heavily made up, showing a unique charm in the interplay of moonlight and lamplight.

Strolling along the garden paths, the bluestone pavement underfoot gleams faintly in the night.

The trees on both sides swayed gently in the breeze, making a rustling sound, as if telling an ancient story.

Occasionally, a fragrance of flowers wafts by, refreshing the mind and making one want to sniff even more intently.

"What are you smelling!" Tang Yue scolded playfully.

"The fragrance of flowers," Xu Fang said seriously.

Tang Yue was speechless. Look at your head, it's tilted to the side. I'm too embarrassed to point out whether you're smelling flowers or something else!

“You were never proper before, and after going abroad, you’ve become even more of a bad influence!” Tang Yue said.

"Teacher Tang Yue, what are you saying? I, Xu Fang, have always respected my teachers and am not the kind of person who would act like a hooligan," Xu Fang said.

Tang Yue rolled her eyes, too lazy to argue with Xu Fang about these trivial matters.

"Come in with me."

Saying something like that about a beautiful woman at night can easily lead to misunderstandings.

But Xu Fang was a gentleman, and adhering to the principle of doing things right, he followed Tang Yue into the pavilion on the island in the middle of the lake.

"Hiss hiss hiss hiss~~~~~~~"

A low growl, deep enough to penetrate the very soul, emanated from the heart of the lake.

"It's the big guys greeting you," Tang Yue said with a smile.

"Oh, hello, hello." Xu Fang said, "By the way, your pavilion is surrounded by water on all sides. Won't there be a lot of mosquitoes in the summer? Won't the black snake get bitten?"

Tang Yue: "..."

"Oh right, mosquitoes can't get wet—so won't you get bitten?"

"If you say another word, get out!" Tang Yue finally snapped.

Xu Fang obediently shut his mouth and made a zipping motion over his mouth.

The two stepped into the pavilion, and Xu Fang's gaze was quickly drawn to the murals around him.

It was covered with all sorts of totem patterns, and sonic magic surged out from beside Xu Fang: "Analyze!"

In the blink of an eye, all the information from the entire mural entered his mind. His brain was like a highly sophisticated instrument, locking onto the target in the blink of an eye!

"here!"

Xu Fang's gaze fell on a certain spot.

The place features a rather cute line drawing of a totem beast resembling a crocodile, which is about to smash a towering mountain to pieces.

"Alligator Dragon!"

Xu Fang was thrilled; the totem pattern was exactly the same as the pattern on the wine jug!

And the races associated with it...

Xu Fang lightly tapped his finger in the air, and his expression immediately turned strange.

Because he saw a familiar figure—or rather, a figure that sounded very familiar.

Moon Moth Phoenix.

How did these two get involved?

Godzilla and Mothra?

Even if Xu Fang found it unbelievable, the murals on the wall were telling him that the totem patterns of the alligator dragon and the moon moth phoenix matched in some ways.

They are very likely descendants of the same totem, or at least share some common bloodline.

"Forget it, let's find the Moon Moth Phoenix first," Xu Fang murmured.

The shapes of totems have always been chaotic. For example, the Xuan Snake totem and the Baxia totem are things that ordinary people would never think of as a snake wrapped around a tortoise's back.

"Ring ring..."

Nearby, Tang Yue's phone rang.

She glanced at the contact name, took a few steps out of the room, and answered the phone: "Hello, Mo Fan? You're coming over... You're already here? Okay, I'll be right there."

After hanging up the phone, Tang Yue had a strange expression.

Xu Fang and Mo Fan, those two heartless little devils who never utter a sound usually, have actually come here as a group. What are they up to?

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"My dear, sweet Teacher Tang Yue, my precious little dumpling!"