Full-Time Magister: The Failed Knight, But the Dark Angel

Chapter 99 He personally ended the catastrophe

The Dark Cross frantically devoured essences and remnants of souls. This superb magical artifact, linked to the power of the Dark Angels, seemed to be bursting at the seams with the sheer volume of souls surging within it.

Mu Ningwei assessed the magical energy and was still able to unleash five Demon-Slaying Swords.

Looking at the dozen or so remaining fallen generals.

Among them, the intermediate monarchs received extra care; the previous wave of ten-day trials resulted in their complete annihilation, leaving only the sub-monarchs and the legitimate monarchs.

A large portion of the undead army that they brought with them was also purified.

Mu Ningwei pondered for a moment, then decided not to pursue, instead focusing his attention on Jiuying.

The evil god Jiuying tried to escape, but the demon Mofan held on tightly, dragging him to the spot and tearing Jiuying's soul apart again and again.

"Mo Fan, get out of the way!"

Mu Ningwei raised his hand.

The demon Mo Fan looked up with his bestial eyes, and the moment he saw the Demon-Slaying Sword, his gaze became incredibly clear and calm, and he disappeared in a flash.

The severely wounded evil god Jiuying fled frantically, but was powerless to escape the lock of the Demon-Slaying Sword. With a miserable scream, he turned into ashes.

Mu Ningwei guided the spirit of the Nine-Headed Serpent, looking at Xuan She, Mo Fan, Han Ji, and the others, pointing towards the fleeing, deceased ruler:

"You can pursue them under the guidance of the Black Serpent, especially Mo Fan. You can kill more undead to accumulate essence."

Upon hearing this, Mo Fan charged out without saying a word.

Xuan She, Han Ji, and the others subconsciously obeyed Mu Ningwei's orders and began to hunt down the fleeing soldiers of Sha Yuan.

Mu Ningwei's figure flashed and disappeared, instructing Mu Ningxue:

"Please take care of Asha's mother."

As soon as she finished speaking, the Dark Angel form disappeared, and Asha Ruya fell out in front of Mu Ningwei, her face extremely pale, her breath weak, and she was about to collapse.

Mu Ningxue hugged Asharuya and watched Mu Ningwei disappear with his silver wings. She turned back to look at the city-guarding mage behind her, who was filled with longing, and was deeply shocked.

"Mu Ningwei actually managed to defeat Sha Yuan."

Asha Ruya said smugly and weakly, "That's right, he's my Ning Wei."

Mu Ningxue didn't know how to respond to that.

……

Ye Chang clashed with the Mist Ghost Commander.

Ye Chang, who possessed the Light-type Forbidden Realm, was basically dominating the Mist Ghost Commander, but he couldn't withstand the Mist Ghost's cunning. He summoned many commanders to attack the ancient capital separately, forcing Ye Chang to divide her attention to deal with those commanders.

"I wonder how things are on the main battlefield."

The Mist Demon Commander looked towards the north wall where the sky would occasionally brighten, and his expression was not good.

In its view, if Sha Yuan had launched a full-scale attack, the ancient capital city should have been razed to the ground long ago.

That young mage actually managed to stop the mountain corpses?

This is just too amazing...

"Holy Decree - Demon-Slaying Sword".

A faint sound exploded.

The sky was bright.

The Mist Demon Commander stared blankly up as his thick, long, and gleaming great sword, carrying unparalleled divine might, plummeted down.

Its liver and gallbladder were about to burst, and its soul was trembling.

What the hell is this magic?!

"Mountain Corpse, why did you bring him here!"

These were the last words of the Mist Demon Commander.

The Demon-Slaying Sword fell, turning all the undead within a few kilometers into ashes.

The mages who helped Ye Chang defend the city and intercept the undead army stood there dumbfounded, watching their powerful opponent disappear.

"Ning Wei!"

Ye Chang's face lit up with joy as she flapped her magical wings and rushed to Mu Ningwei's side.

"Are you done on your end?"

Mu Ningwei put away the essence of the Mist Demon Commander and threw it into the shadows to feed You Kai, whose eyes were shining.

"Thank you for your hard work, Sister Ye Chang. The catastrophe in the ancient capital is over."

Faye was not in a good state, her eyes gazing wistfully at Yukai, who was happily absorbing the essence.

She clearly put in a lot of effort, so why is it that only You Kai has reaped the rewards?

Those trashy ghosts are so annoying!

"My king, I also want a reward."

Fei Yi tugged at Mu Ningwei's clothes, opened her mouth, and said, "Ah~, I want a white and delicious reward."

Mu Ningwei said with a hint of helplessness, "I'll give it to you when I get back."

Ye Chang: "?"

Did she hear something she shouldn't have?

……

Mu Ningwei flapped his silver wings, following Fei Yi and Ye Chang on either side, and flew towards the Jiao Weixin Group building.

"Look, it's Lord Mu!"

The building and its surroundings have been converted into shelters, and countless residents, gazing at the triumphant figures in the sky, spontaneously erupted into thunderous shouts:

"Lord Mu!" "Lord Mu!" "Lord Mu!"

Those around them were drawn in and joined in the cheering.

Like a spark that ignites a prairie fire, the residents who celebrated Mu Ningwei's triumphant return spread throughout the entire ancient capital!

A powerful force of faith is generated.

Mu Ningwei was somewhat surprised and smiled gently.

The feeling of making efforts to protect the people and then being thanked by them is something you never tire of.

Mu Ningwei fully accepted their gratitude, landed in front of Jiao Weixin Building, and, amidst the respectful gazes of countless mages around him, arrived at the command post.

Mu Zhanxing laughed heartily:

"Ning Wei, well done! I never thought that in such a short time, even an old man like me would have to look up to you."

Lu Huan looked somewhat weak, but could not hide his excitement and gratitude. He bowed deeply to Mu Ningwei.

"Thank you for saving the ancient capital. On behalf of millions of people, I express my sincerest gratitude to you!"

All the ancient monks in the command post bowed respectfully.

Mu Ningwei waved his hand, "I am a sorcerer, and it is my duty to protect the people when demonic calamities occur. Of course, I accept everyone's gratitude."

"Master Mu is truly a young hero!"

"Thank you so much, Lord Mu!"

"Master Mu, you're so cool!"

All the monks in the ancient capital wanted to express their praise.

Mu Ningwei curled his lips into a smile and walked over to Mu Nujiao, who was resting in the corner. He looked at the bloodstains on her face, indicating that she had just gone through a fierce battle.

"How are you feeling?"

Mu Nujiao's eyes showed neither joy nor sorrow.

The catastrophe in the ancient capital has ended, and it was ended by her beloved Ning Wei himself. She should be happy.

However, during the battle against Black Pepper Court, Mu Nujiao witnessed too many tragedies and could no longer laugh.

"It really touched me."

Mu Nujiao said wearily, "Thank you, Brother Ningwei, for bringing me to the ancient capital and letting me experience all of this."

"From this day forward, I will never forget why I cultivate myself."

Mu Ningwei patted Mu Nujiao's head:

"Congratulations on becoming a qualified mage."

Mu Nujiao's eyes were slightly red, and she nodded vigorously.

"And what about me?"

A hoarse voice came from behind, and Mu Nuxin moved closer to Mu Ningwei, boasting:

"I led the group and saved so many people!"

"Although I'm not a mage, my business acumen is in no way inferior to that of those high-level mages!"

Lu Huan walked over and bowed to Mu Nuxin:

"Thank you for Chairman Mu's selfless assistance. Your group suffered too many losses in the disaster relief efforts. I will find a way to make up for it later."

Mu Nuxin shook her head. "I don't need that little bit of money. Chief Lu Huan, you should think about disaster relief and compensation."

Lu Huan pondered, "On behalf of the ancient capital, I sincerely invite Chairman Mu to engage in in-depth cooperation and jointly build the city."

Mu Nuxin smiled and said, "Okay."

At that moment, a commotion erupted outside.

"What happened?"

Mu Nuxin was puzzled.

Mu Ningwei had excellent hearing, but his expression was somewhat strange:

"Black Pepper Court is stirring up trouble... and they're not from the Nine Infants faction."

(End of this chapter)