Full-Time Magister: I can control you to death

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Two days later.

A military aircraft took off from the airport and, propelled by a large magic array, broke through the clouds and sped forward.

The plane was packed with people. Xu Fang sat in the front seat, next to Zhang Xiaohou. Sitting opposite him were Nan Jue and Ai Jiangtu, whom he hadn't seen in a long time!

Chapter 422 They are all homeless children

The African continent.

This place was once a paradise flowing with honey. Its unique geographical location and favorable climate have made it exceptionally rich in resources.

Multiple magical civilizations originated here, grew here, and spread to the world from here.

As night fell, darkness surged in like a tide, swallowing the last rays of the setting sun.

Wow! ! !

A deadly splashing sound suddenly arose, and one after another, sea monsters surged out of the deep sea, swimming upstream along the river.

They are enormous, with deep blue skin and eyes that gleam with a cold, sinister light, filled with bloodlust and evil.

The flowers and plants along the riverbank have lost their former vitality; they droop their heads, as if silently praying that all of this will end soon.

As for villages and cities, they had already been completely destroyed in the previous ravages. The saying "those who live near the mountains live off the mountains, and those who live near the water live off the water" had now become a deadly curse.

Despair is the dominant color of this land.

Only the roars and wails of sirens echoed in the night sky. It was an endless nightmare from which one could not escape, and could only silently pray for the arrival of light.

Light seems to have arrived.

Whoosh—!

Countless enormous, cylindrical objects traced parabolic arcs across the sky.

Compared to their bulky size, the wind magic they were meant to carry was clearly inadequate, and their speed was noticeably slow, yet they exuded an even greater sense of oppression.

"Roar?"

The siren's doubt lasted only a moment.

next moment.

Boom boom boom! ! ! ! ! !

The air was compressed instantly and then suddenly expanded, forming a powerful shock wave that spread violently in all directions.

Under the influence of this force, the soil and stones on the riverbank were thrown high into the air and then fell heavily back down, creating a scene of flying sand and stones.

The already turbulent river surged with enormous waves under the impact of this force, as if it were about to swallow everything.

At the epicenter of the explosion were deep craters, with river water flowing back in from all sides, mixing with the soil to form a murky swamp.

Broken pieces of wood and pieces of a siren's corpse floated on it, and the strong smell of blood wafted far and wide.

"knock off."

A robust, dark-skinned man with what appeared to be oil-coated skin laughed, his porcelain-white teeth standing out prominently in the darkness.

"Haha, these things made by the Chinese are really useful," another person said.

"Look over there, there are people over there!"

The group looked in the direction of the explosion and saw a child standing there blankly, crying loudly in the flames. His voice was hoarse from crying.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"There are sirens over there! Let's go save that child!"

"Are you stupid? The people living there are all poor bastards with hardly any clothes on. Why waste our money to save them?"

"If you're surrounded by sirens, don't expect us to come to your rescue!"

The person who was about to save the child hesitated. In those few seconds, a siren spotted the child... and a splash of red appeared on the river.

"Hey, newbie, you're not going to hide under the covers and cry your eyes out, are you?" someone teased.

The black man who said he was going to rescue people got angry: "I didn't!"

"Alright, we're working for Mr. Sahel now, forget about those unruly bastards who refuse to submit. Come on, it's time for a change of shifts, I'll take you to find some fun."

"Well, that's fine."

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In stark contrast to the dilapidated seaside is a magnificent building, where equally deafening sounds are heard, only this time not from cannons, but from loud, energetic music.

"Yoho!!!!"

Amidst flashing lights, men and women dressed in lavish attire, seemingly draped in precious metals, revel in pleasure, dancing to the music and lights.

Occasionally, the light will sweep across the walls, which are all valuable works of art.

However, their current owners would rather gaze at the deep cleavage and alluring waists than give them a second glance.

Their only treatment was to have holes burned by cigarette butts.

In one corner of the hall, there was a luxurious sofa where a black man, at least two meters tall, sat, his entire body sinking into it.

“Mr. Sahel.” A servant jogged over.

Sahel patted the shapely buttocks of his two female companions, signaling them to leave.

One of them, being quite perceptive, left, while the other, relying on her youth and beauty, clung to Sahel and refused to let go.

Snapped!

With a crisp sound, the music in the entire venue paused.

The woman's face and neck were twisted to a horrifying degree, and two white shadows flew out under the light—these were her two teeth.

"Quickly, take her away." Immediately, someone stepped forward and took the woman, who seemed to have already died, away to apply medicine.

—Of course, it's not a life-saving drug. Using life-saving drugs on a whore would be a waste. Giving her a few pills and letting her die in a state of euphoria is already the greatest mercy these people can show.

“Speak,” Sahel said.

“Yes, Mr. Sahel, there were fifteen sirens that landed this time, two more than we expected. More than twenty towns along the way were destroyed, and thousands of lowly people were left destitute,” the attendant said.

A smile stretched across Sahel's rough face: "God Father, these are poor, homeless children. Go and take them home."

“The Heavenly Father will be proud of your mercy,” the attendant said respectfully. “There is one more thing: China has asked us to release those people from the mine.”

“That won’t do. Once you come to my kingdom, you’re all my children, and they must stay at home every step of the way,” Sahel chuckled.

"Yes."

The attendants left respectfully.

In his eyes, or rather in the eyes of everyone here, the Sahel is the god of the kingdom, omnipotent!

"Children, let us drink to the wine in our cups and welcome another group of untouchable children home!"

"cheers!"

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In the night sky, beneath the dark clouds, a military aircraft flew at high speed, leaving a barely perceptible blue trail in its tail.

“The nightlife in China is just beginning right now; it’s all brightly lit up down here, unlike how dark it is right here,” a military mages said.

Indeed, looking down through the porthole, all one could see was deep black, with very few places lit up by light, making it look quite desolate.

"The development of magic in Africa is slow, supposedly because of abundant resources. People don't need powerful magic to meet their needs, and over time they have fallen behind other civilizations," Nan Jue said.

"Moreover, most places nowadays rely on mining for a living and ship their goods to Europe and America. Even the highest magical organization in Africa—the Cape Magic Association—has a white-faced leader."

Ai Jiangtu calmly recounted the cruel truth.

Whether in a past life or this life, the unchanging aspects remain the same; they are merely in a different form.

"Let me tell you about our mission this time."

Xu Fang began by saying, "Let me introduce myself first. My name is Xu Fang, and I am the captain and commander of this operation from the Military Intelligence Bureau of Jinlin City."

The mission is to rescue Chinese workers trapped in a mine by sea monsters and to reach the port by crossing the warlord-occupied territory.

The Cape Magical Association arranged a cargo ship for us, and we sailed down the Red Sea to Egypt, from where we boarded a special plane back home.

The task itself is not complicated, but completing it is not easy.

“Ai Jiangtu, you are a space-type mage, so first store a sufficient amount of living supplies in your space. Nan Jue is responsible for negotiating with the forces along the way, and we should avoid conflict if possible.”

Chapter 423 Me? A Super-Rank!

Morosa.

This town is nestled between mines and in a perfect river bend; if it weren't for floods, it would surely be a very prosperous town.

However, three weeks ago, the town was attacked by sirens, and the entire town was surrounded by seawater.

The surviving residents all fled to the highest point of the mine and begged the Chinese stationed there to take them in.

"Our food supplies are almost exhausted, and if this continues, we won't be able to hold our people together!" a military magistrate with an officer's rank said anxiously.

In the face of disaster, even a team will experience disagreements, arguments, and emotional fluctuations.

Not to mention that there are thousands of people in the mine now. The cramped environment, the dangerous external environment, and the differences in language and race make it very easy for a chain reaction of collapse to occur!

"Where's the bomb?" asked Li Yang of the Military Intelligence Bureau.

"Our reserves are also running low, so we've even brought out the bombs we use for clearing the mountain," the officer said.

Li Yang said in a deep voice, "From now on, everyone's meals will be halved. Mages will be divided into two groups, taking turns using magic to defend against enemies. Light mages, send out the Radiant SOS signal again!"

Will someone really come to rescue us?

The officer said angrily, "These guys only know how to take advantage of the chaos and turn more fertile land into their own territory. Why would they care about our lives?"

"Say less!" Li Yang glared at him, and the officer dared not say another word. He saluted and turned to leave.

Li Yang was the only one left in the room.