Full-Time Magister: What kind of demonic tree is this? It's clearly a sacred tree!

Chapter 74 Corpse Minister

At the very center of the long northern city wall stood a majestic city tower, upon which gathered more than two hundred mid-level or higher mages.

"Are you two ready?" Zhu Meng asked Zhang Chen and Mo Fan. "Ready!" Mo Fan replied, unfurling his white wings. "Follow us!"

More than two hundred mages on the city tower watched the six of them fly towards the Ghost Tyrant. The undead around the Ghost Tyrant seemed impatient and began to rush madly towards the north city tower.

Led by four super-level mages—Zhu Meng, Military Commander Lu Xu, Chief Instructor Fei Jiao, and Hunter King Du Xiao—they shielded Zhang Chen and his companion from attacks by some low-level minions.

Some of the remaining high-ranking officers were stationed in other directions, while others were arranging for residents to enter the inner city's security barrier.

Looking down at the dense horde of undead below, Zhang Chen felt a pang of trypophobia. He realized he had been too reckless; if he had fallen, he would probably have been devoured by the undead before he even hit the ground.

Zhang Chen's gaze was fixed ahead, and amidst the dense army of black, rotting corpses, he finally spotted a large group of ghost-like creatures dressed in white ghost clothes!

The white cloth appeared pale, and their bodies seemed to be ethereal, as if one could pass through them. They were not walking, but rather floating!

Before long, he flew to the vicinity of the White Yin Ghosts and used his mental power to build walls of mental strength in everyone's hearts.

The White Yin Ghost seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and the top of each of its white ghost clothes was slightly torn.

"Hiss—!"

It made a sound like a cat scratching glass, which grew increasingly shrill, and the crack grew larger and larger until the white ghostly garment was completely opened.

The mental walls that Zhang Chen had built for the six people began to crumble. The more piercing the sound became, the faster the mental walls collapsed. Fortunately, Zhang Chen had built many walls in their hearts beforehand, and with his continuous spellcasting, their minds were not impacted.

Zhu Meng and the other three continued flying forward, while Zhang Chen and Mo Fan stayed behind to clear out the white ghosts. Zhang Chen had taken out the Sacred Tree at some point, and Mo Fan leaned close to him to complete the purple-black constellation around him that was still missing the last stroke.

The constellation suddenly burst forth with a brilliant purple-black light, with chaotic and disordered light clinging to it. The black light instantly overwhelmed the purple light, and with a flick of Mo Fan's arms, pure black lightning crashed down like divine punishment!

The moment those floating white ghost robes touched the black lightning, they turned into wisps of black smoke and drifted away onto the earth.

This attack directly created a blank area with a diameter of half a kilometer in the dense army of undead, turning the group of white ghosts into dust.

Mo Fan already possessed a top-tier spirit seed in the lightning element, and with the 3.5x boost from the Holy Tree's blessing and Zhang Chen's Chaos-type Imprint Seal, the power of his attack surpassed even that of a high-level lightning magic with a top-tier spirit seed! Not to mention that these White Yin Ghosts were merely warrior-level undead specializing in mind control.

"This is so damn awesome! So exhilarating!" Mo Fan exclaimed, feeling the endless stream of remnant souls and essences and the thrill of wielding destructive power.

The surrounding undead seemed to be frightened by this attack and kept their distance from the area.

Suddenly, clumps of black mist swept over like a sandstorm. From Zhang Chen's perspective, he could see the army of rotting corpses making way for the thing that was creating the black sandstorm!

Just as Zhang Chen and Mo Fan were about to launch a joint attack, six flesh-colored, tentacle-like objects pierced through the six black sandstorms and reached mid-air at an extremely fast speed!

Like a long tongue, or an arm, or even a fleshy tumor that can stretch infinitely, this strange thing attacks with incredible speed.

Fortunately, their physical constitutions granted them exceptional reflexes. Zhang Chen teleported below with Mo Fan before the tumor could reach them, narrowly avoiding the attack.

"Is this a Corpse Minister?" Zhang Chen said after regaining his footing. "Just blast him!" As he spoke, Mo Fan's body was already engulfed in flames. As Xiao Yan Ji crashed into his chest, a string of heavenly tribulation flames and rose flames with dark spots of molten lava suddenly ignited, forming a cluster of raging waves that violently spread outwards from Mo Fan as the center!

The raging waves reignited the flames that were scattered all over the ground, creating a violent roar.

"Meteor Fist - Nine Dragons!"

Mo Fan roared and swung his fists out fiercely.

Chaotic and disordered light clung to it, and thirty-six fire dragons, like meteors, tore through the darkness, possessing a shocking impact like a meteor falling from the sky. In an instant, they burst through the air and struck the corpse minister hard!

The light flashed and disappeared in an instant, but the flames burned the trail it had left behind. The rainbow arc of flames ignited, and the light of the meteor fist also burst violently in the black storm. The immense energy directly shattered a black storm, revealing the charred corpse inside.

A series of mental ripples spread around Zhang Chen, invading the minds of the remaining five corpse ministers and affecting their actions. The space around them also began to gradually thicken and eventually solidify.

At the same time, thick demonic vines grew from beneath their feet, coiling around the five corpse ministers like pythons. The blood-red barbs on the vines gleamed with an eerie light and pierced into their bodies.

As if they were being drained of their nutrients, they felt themselves becoming increasingly weak, while the demonic vines visibly grew thicker.

This is a plant-based beginner-level spell that has been enhanced through cultivation: Vine Absorption.

Finally, a towering giant vine pulled the five corpses together. In the sky, bright flames and dragons mixed with black lightning fell like meteors, burning them to ashes in no time.

Taking advantage of the fact that there were few people around, Zhang Chen raised the Sacred Tree to absorb the few remaining pieces of flesh and blood from the Corpse Ministers, and dug out their undead crystals. Seeing the Grand Commander-level undead gathering around, he decisively flew into the sky with Mo Fan and approached the North City Wall.

Flying in the air, Mo Fan and Zhang Chen could take in the entire black land. What horrified Zhang Chen was that the number of rotting corpses had hardly decreased, while the number of corpse generals was constantly increasing!

The destructive power of the Corpse Generals was already terrifying for many mages; Zhang Chen, from his vantage point, even saw more than a dozen Corpse Generals appear together and charge madly towards the north city wall.

Looking further afield, amidst the densely packed undead army, several creatures the size of small mountains could be seen. Their roars could be heard as far as the city walls, tens of kilometers away, and each of their spells caused the earth to shake and the ground to collapse.

On the north city wall, hordes of skeletal, white-boned demon generals hurtled towards the wall like roaring trucks. "Ice mages, earth mages, stop their advance! Destruction mages, blast them! Don't let them get close to the city wall!" Commander Zhu, on the city wall, methodically directed the mages' attack, his eyes fixed on the Ghost Tyrant. A hint of worry appeared in the eyes of the group of super-class mages on the battlefield.