Full-Time Magister: I Am the Shadow King

Chapter 75 Totem Black Serpent Battles the Corpse of the Mountain Peak

"Whoosh!"

Cheng Xiaoyu casually swung his sword, and several powerful bolts of lightning instantly shot out from the sword, annihilating a large number of undead in front of him.

"Wow, it's such a waste to just let it gather ashes. It truly lives up to its name as the Demon King's Longsword."

Like the Demon King's Dagger, this weapon was a trophy obtained from the Demon King Varane. However, he was not very skilled with swordsmanship and felt that the dagger suited him better.

"Yaglitt".

【king.】

Jaeglit sheathed his sword and stood respectfully beside Cheng Xiaoyu.

"This sword is for you."

Cheng Xiaoyu handed the Demon King's Longsword to Yegrit, who immediately knelt down and accepted the sword with both hands, instantly feeling a powerful force.

[I will certainly not fail the king's trust!]

With excitement gleaming in his eyes, Yegrit gripped his brand-new longsword and charged into the undead army, crackling with lightning as he annihilated countless undead.

Seeing this, Cheng Xiaoyu felt that handing the Demon King's Longsword to Yegrit was the right choice, as his combat power instantly doubled.

The Shadow Legion's combat power is simply outrageous. The strength of all its generals is like a dimensional reduction attack in the undead army. In addition, there are top-level commanders like Bell and Yegrit, which is more than enough to handle them.

Perhaps after this battle, they will have a chance to directly advance to the monarch level. Fang might be the fastest, since it's too easy for mages to upgrade their area-of-effect damage.

"Whoosh!!!"

A death knell-like roar echoed through the world. Cheng Xiaoyu looked in the direction of the sound and saw a gigantic undead slowly approaching.

"The Ghostly Tyrant —"

Cheng Xiaoyu frowned slightly. This ghostly tyrant's strength was indeed a problem at the level of a minor monarch.

"Sister Feng, can I ask you for a favor?"

"Of course, leave it to me."

A melodious voice rang out, and a graceful figure emerged from Cheng Xiaoyu's shadow, illuminating the dim surroundings.

A woman engulfed in pale golden flames appeared behind them. She possessed incredibly long, fiery legs and a graceful, tall figure that was captivating.

A cascade of fiery hair fell smoothly to her knees, and a hazy veil of flames obscured her features, but her beautiful eyes, like star-jewels, shone with dazzling light.

Before heading to the outer city wall, Cheng Xiaoyu had Jiang Feng stay at the Resting Place in advance, in case of an emergency.

"Lord—a monarch-level demon?!"

Han Ji noticed the situation and sensed the aura emanating from the Flame Witch, his mouth agape in astonishment.

Zhu Meng, standing to the side, was already numb. This kid really had all sorts of trump cards, and he couldn't help but feel even more sorry for Chu Jia.

Sigh, why did you provoke him in the first place?

Jiang Feng, transformed into a flame witch, fought fiercely with the ghostly tyrant, which conveniently facilitated the main force, allowing them to surge out in a mighty wave.

Now the ancient capital is besieged by the dead from all sides. Fortunately, the most conspicuous dead king on the north side is only the corpse of the mountain peak. There are two dead kings on each of the other three city walls. However, the mysterious Nine Netherworld Queen has not appeared.

If it's just a mountain corpse, then escorting it to the Abyss of Fiends shouldn't be a problem.

Suddenly, the massive body of the mountain corpse moved, and each huge step it took caused the earth to shake.

Its terrifying size made even running clumsy and difficult, yet it possessed destructive power capable of destroying the world.

"Oh no, the corpse of the mountain has made its move!"

"Prepare to engage immediately, maintain formation and continue advancing!"

Hearing the commotion, Cheng Xiaoyu's pupils contracted. He glanced around and, seeing that the battle had been stabilized by the Shadow Legion, said...

"Fang is yours. Bell and Yegoritt, come with me. Kather will take us there."

Bell and Yegrit immediately teleported to Cheng Xiaoyu's side, and Kather flapped his wings and flew over, burning a large number of undead to death with a dragon's breath.

"Big guy, I choose you!"

Seeing the corpse of the mountain peak so close, Cheng Xiaoyu took out the totem bead, and finally it was the totem serpent's turn to make its move.

Suddenly, a bluish-black smoke appeared without warning, expanding and spreading to the undead army below. The earth trembled violently as if struck by a giant object.

Suddenly, a thick snake tail lashed out from the bluish-black smoke, striking the corpse of the mountain peak hard, causing it to stagger back a few steps before it could react.

Attacked by the sudden force, the mountain corpse let out an angry roar, its foul breath dispersing the smoke and exposing the large creature hiding inside.

"Hiss~~~"

The totem serpent straightened its coiled body, its huge vertical pupils fixed on the corpse on the mountain peak, radiating intense hostility.

Both were beings from almost the same era and were both supreme monarchs; they disliked each other.

"The Black Serpent Totem?!"

Zhu Meng's face showed shock. He stared in astonishment at the corpse on the mountain peak, never expecting that Cheng Xiaoyu would bring this great god here.

"Is that giant serpent the guardian deity of Hangzhou?"

Han Ji was overjoyed to see this. Cheng Xiaoyu's abilities and trump cards had almost saved the ancient capital from despair!

"Holy crap, I never thought Brother Yu could actually command that giant snake!"

Mo Fan had naturally learned about the Totem Black Serpent online, and couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive. Such a terrifying battlefield was definitely not a place for a nobody like him.

After leaving the mountain corpse's shoulder, Jiuyou floated in mid-air, her beautiful face now solemn.

I never expected that kid to have such a helper. With a supreme ruler like the Totem Serpent, comparable to the Corpse of the Mountain, making an appearance, the difficulty is on a completely different level.

"You brat, you always cause your sister trouble!"

Empress Jiuyou frowned slightly. The corpse on the mountain peak was restrained by the totem serpent, and the Lord of the Underworld was also restrained by a human. It seemed that she had no choice but to summon the other five deceased rulers.

Since no monarch-level undead appeared along the way, they escorted Mo Fan and the others to the edge of the Abyss of Fiends rather easily. However, the eerie winds emanating from the Abyss of Fiends forced them to leave the group three kilometers away.

"This is the best we can do for you."

"Don't worry, President, we will do our best to complete the mission!"

Zhang Xiaohou was completely unaffected by the eerie wind and realized that he might actually be able to get in, which boosted his confidence.

Mo Fan, on the other hand, possesses a small mudfish pendant that protects him from harm.

Seeing several tiny figures actually jump down from afar, Cheng Xiaoyu was shocked. He immediately sensed the shadow soldiers hidden in Mo Fan's shadow and found that they seemed to be alive, which meant that they were really safe after jumping down.

Suddenly, he sensed a strong sense of crisis, and cold sweat instantly broke out on his body.

The next second, a pair of slender jade arms quietly wrapped around her neck from behind, a full and soft body pressed against her back, a fragrance wafted into her nostrils, and a charming voice whispered in her ear.

"Little brother, you really give your sister a headache, but the more you do this, the more satisfied your sister becomes with you."

The sensation behind him was very clear, and this unexpected benefit made Cheng Xiaoyu freeze, as if death was right in front of him!

[Beware, Your Majesty!]

Bell and Yegrit then noticed a female ghost lurking behind the king. They immediately swung their claws and longswords at her, but in the blink of an eye, the beautiful figure had teleported away to a distance.

With the oppressive feeling gone, Cheng Xiaoyu took a deep breath, calmed down, and stared intently at the charming and dignified woman dressed in palace attire—no, she should be called a female ghost!

Could it be—the Nine Netherworld Empress, the wife of eight fallen rulers?!

[Your Majesty, this wicked woman is incredibly powerful!]

Jiuyou glanced at Bell with her left eye, a playful smile curving her lips.

"The little ant you're raising is quite loyal."

[A small ant?]

Upon hearing this, Bell immediately became displeased and let out a strange cry.

Jaglitter gripped its longsword and stood guard beside Cheng Xiaoyu. It had failed in its duty to protect the king earlier, but it would never do it again!