Full-Time Magister: The Ruler of Wind and Rain

In the ruins on a rainy night.

Mo Fan waded through the ankle-deep water, moving quickly forward. He deliberately slowed his pace. His lightning-type magical energy was held back, condensing into an extremely unstable purple sphere in his palm.

dark place.

A pair of malicious eyes fixed on Mo Fan's retreating figure. His foul-smelling, panting breaths could be faintly heard through the rain.

Mo Fan didn't walk in a straight line. Every few dozen meters, he would suddenly change direction or hide behind an abandoned car to observe his surroundings.

Wang Yu's words lingered in his mind.

Catching the mole.

Who could be the mole? A high-ranking military officer? Or some insignificant guard?

Mo Fan had no idea. He only had one thought in mind: to find the tail behind him and then rush to the Inscription Zone to save Xin Xia.

"Creak—"

A sickening metallic scraping sound came from the intersection ahead.

Mo Fan abruptly stopped in his tracks, pressing his body tightly against the cold wall.

A massive ghost wolf emerged from the street corner on the right.

Its entire body was covered in dark blue fur. Raindrops pattered on the fur, sliding down the lines of its muscles. Its massive claws stomped on the hood of a wrecked car, denting the thick steel plate.

A person was sitting on the back of the Ghost Wolf Beast.

He was wearing a military uniform and holding a short black whip in his hand.

Bai Yang, the instructor during my training at Tianlan Magic High School.

Mo Fan's pupils contracted slightly. He stepped out of the shadows of the wall.

"Instructor Bai Yang?" Mo Fan feigned surprise. He relaxed his tense shoulders, and the lightning orb in his palm dissipated. "What are you doing here? Did the head instructor send you to support me?"

Bai Yang looked down at Mo Fan.

He didn't speak. A bizarre smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. It was a smile completely unlike that of a soldier, filled with a morbid fanaticism.

"Support?" Bai Yang spoke, his voice carrying a feigned warmth. "I'm here to find you, Mo Fan. I need to get something from you."

"What is that?" Mo Fan frowned slightly. He subtly took a half-inch step back.

"Earthly Sacred Spring".

Bai Yang uttered these three words. With a flick of his wrist, the black short whip cracked in the air with a loud bang.

As the whip cracked, it fell.

From the ruins of the two shops behind Mo Fan, a nauseating crawling sound suddenly came.

Two black lumps crawled out of the shadows, followed by a foul stench.

With a demonic monkey face and a deformed body, its entire body is so black that it looks like it's wearing some kind of tight leather coat. It's incredibly ugly, and this is the symbol of the Black Church: the Black Beast Demon!

Their limbs were twisted at extremely bizarre angles. Sharp claws made a screeching sound as they scratched the concrete, and a huge mouth that reeked of decay was full of fangs.

The black beast demons, positioned on the left and right, blocked Mo Fan's escape route.

"You really are a member of the Black Vatican!" Mo Fan's eyes widened in fury. A dignified military mage, actually a lackey of the Black Vatican.

"Oh? You even doubted me? Too bad you guessed right, but there's no reward." Bai Yang laughed loudly. The laughter was extremely jarring in the rainy night. "Hand over the Earthly Sacred Spring. I might consider letting you die a quick death. Otherwise, my two little darlings will tear your flesh off piece by piece. They love fresh blood."

Mo Fan gritted his teeth. He quickly calculated the combat strength of both sides in his mind.

One servant-level ghost wolf beast. Two servant-level black beast demons. Plus a low-level summoning mage whose combat power isn't really considered.

He himself was only at the peak of the initial stage of two systems.

If we fight head-on, the chances of winning are not high.

"I've already drunk all of the Earthly Holy Spring! If you need anything, Grandpa Mo Fan will let you pee on it!" Mo Fan tried to provoke the other party to find a weakness.

"You drank it? Then I'll drain your blood and extract its essence!" Bai Yang's face darkened. He raised his short whip and pointed it at Mo Fan. "Kill him!"

The Dark Wolf Beast roared. Its hind legs strained, and its massive body transformed into a streak of blue lightning, lunging directly at Mo Fan.

The two black beast demons also moved simultaneously. Like two giant spiders, they crawled swiftly along the ground, their sharp claws aimed straight for Mo Fan's legs.

In Mo Fan's mental world, a purple lightning nebula erupted instantly.

He prepared to forcefully release the lightning seal to first block the pounce of the ghost wolf beast. If that failed, he still had a shield magic tool.

Just then, on the rooftop of a three-story residential building less than thirty meters from the intersection, Wang Yu squatted in the accumulated water, recovering his magical energy while coldly watching everything that was happening below.

Wang Yu had some impression of Bai Yang. It seemed that only this one Black Vatican mole among the military mages of Bo City was mentioned in the original work. However, out of caution, Wang Yu waited a while longer to see if any other moles would come to join him.

The wind realm told him that there were no other creatures nearby.

Wang Yu slowly raised his right hand, bringing his index and middle fingers together.

Cyan wind magic danced at his fingertips, constantly compressing and shaping.

"go."

Wang Yu's lips moved slightly.

He suddenly swung his arm downwards.

The wind blade sliced ​​through the dense rain curtain, descending from the sky with pure elemental control and unparalleled momentum.

"Pfft!"

The wind blade precisely struck the right foreleg of the Shadow Wolf Beast as it leaped into the air, slicing it in two.

With the blessing of the supreme spiritual seed "Soaring Sky," the hard bones and flexible muscles were instantly severed as if a hot knife were cutting through butter.

Blue blood gushed out.

Before the ghost wolf beast could even let out a scream, its massive body was instantly split in two and slammed heavily into the puddle in front of Mo Fan.

Bai Yang's triumphant grin, which was about to lead to success, froze instantly, and his entire demeanor turned terrifyingly gloomy.

"Who dares to ambush the Black Vatican? I will use your corpse to feed my next summoned beast!" Bai Yang said, half-clutching his chest as he knelt on the ground, his face pale and convulsing violently.

When a summoned creature is killed, the summoner's own soul is also injured, a pain akin to having one's soul slashed open.

"You two, find your prey and kill it!!" Bai Yang's eyes turned cold as he fiercely commanded the two black beasts.

The black beast demon, which was originally chasing Mo Fan, turned towards Wang Yu immediately after hearing its master's command.

However, the Black Beast Demons are only comparable to servant-level demons, and for them to attack a mid-level wind mage is truly a pipe dream.

Before the black beast could climb up, Wang Yu had already jumped down from the third-floor rooftop.

He was in mid-air. His left hand suddenly spread its five fingers wide.

A stream of dark blue water suddenly appeared, transforming into two strong chains that, like venomous snakes emerging from their holes, pressed straight towards Bai Yang's face.

Because it possesses the power of a spirit seed, the water chains are extremely strong.

Bai Yang had just lifted his head from the muddy water, his vision still unfocused, when two dark blue chains were already wrapped around his neck and right wrist.

"Snap!"

Wang Yu suddenly exerted force and pulled backward.

Bai Yang's right wrist was snapped by the immense force. Bone fragments pierced through the skin and were exposed.

"ah--!"

Bai Yang let out a bloodcurdling scream. He tried to use his left hand to unlock the chain around his neck. But the water was as hard as iron, icy cold, and choking him so much that he couldn't breathe.

The two black beast demons sensed their master's danger and turned to pounce on Wang Yu.

They were incredibly fast, but not as fast as magic. Wang Yu didn't even glance at the two black beast demons. He stomped his right foot on the ground, and brown earth-elemental star trails instantly formed beneath his feet.

"Ground Wave - Collapse!"

The hard ground beneath the two black beast demons instantly transformed into a dark brown swamp with a strong suction effect.

Their forward momentum was immense. They plunged headfirst into the mud. Their sharp claws flailed wildly in the mud, but they couldn't find any foothold. The more they struggled, the deeper they sank.

Wang Yu maintained control of the water-flow chain with his left hand, while his right hand held it loosely.

Crimson flames leaped wildly in his palm. Forty-nine stars completed a complex arrangement in an extremely short time.

The surrounding rainwater was instantly vaporized upon contact with the flames.

"Fierce Fist - Heaven-Shattering!"

Wang Yu's right arm muscles tensed as he punched the muddy swamp.

A massive fireball, over two meters in diameter, roared out. The raging fire element tore through the air, leaving a long trail of flame, and slammed into the heads of the two black beast demons.

Boom!

The blinding flames illuminated the entire intersection. The intense heat instantly evaporated the moisture from the swamp.

Before the two black beast demons could even scream, they were instantly reduced to two charred, burnt corpses in the sea of ​​fire, emitting a nauseating, acrid smell.

The battle lasted less than ten seconds from start to finish.

Bai Yang was pinned to the ground by the water-chained ropes. Half of his face was submerged in the muddy water. His eyes were filled with extreme terror and disbelief.

He watched the man wearing a baseball cap walk towards him step by step.

Wind, water, earth, fire.

Four magic types. And all of them are at least mid-level in power.

How is this possible? When did such a monster appear in Bo City?

Wang Yu walked up to Bai Yang and looked down at him.

"Is this all the Black Vatican is capable of?" Wang Yu's voice was cold, devoid of any emotional fluctuation.

He raised his foot and stomped hard on Bai Yang's left wrist.

"Snap!"

Another crisp cracking sound.

Bai Yang was in so much pain that his eyes rolled back, and he almost fainted. But the water chain around his neck tightened immediately, and the cold touch jolted him awake.

"Who...who exactly are you..." Bai Yang squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth. Blood mixed with muddy water flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Wang Yu did not answer.

He crouched down, placing his finger on the stardust spot on Bai Yang's abdomen.

A surge of violent wind-elemental magical energy forcefully poured into Bai Yang's meridians, directly shattering the connection trajectory of his summoning stardust.

Bai Yang let out a desperate wail. He knew he was completely ruined. Even if he survived, he would never be able to cast any more spells.

Wang Yu stood up. He manipulated the water-based chains to bind Bai Yang into a tight rice dumpling.

"Mo Fan." Wang Yu turned his head.

Mo Fan walked over. Looking at Bai Yang, who was half-dead on the ground, he spat in his face.

"Well done, Brother Yu." Mo Fan grinned, revealing his gleaming white teeth.

"I'll send him into the barrier and hand him over to the military mage who will be there to meet him. This is a big fish; Zhan Kong should be able to pry a lot out of him." Wang Yu said, lifting up Bai Yang, who was tightly bound.

"Then I won't go back with you. I still need to find Xinxia." After eliminating a major enemy, Mo Fan didn't seem relaxed at all, since his sister/wife was still outside the safe zone.

Wang Yu didn't say much to him, but tossed him a wind-elemental magic stone: "Remember, if you encounter something you can't handle, run. Don't fight head-on; staying alive is the most important thing. If you encounter a situation you can't beat, crush the magic stone, and if I'm nearby, I'll come to your aid."

Mo Fan nodded emphatically, "Don't worry. I'm very resilient."

The two didn't waste any more words.

Mo Fan turned and ran wildly towards the Inscription Zone.

Wang Yu, carrying Bai Yang, disappeared into the ruins leading to the safe zone in a few leaps.

Ten minutes later.

Beneath a watchtower at the edge of the barrier.

Two military mages were vigilantly watching the monsters outside that could attack at any moment.

Suddenly, a dark, heavy object fell from the sky and crashed heavily into the puddle at their feet.

The two were startled and immediately began to gather their magical energy.

"who!"

"A deliveryman."

Wang Yu's figure appeared briefly in the shadows above the watchtower.

"That's Bai Yang, a mole within the Black Vatican. I've already crippled him; hand him over to Zhan Kong."

The two military mages exchanged bewildered glances. They looked down and saw the face in the mud, contorted in agony.

It really is Bai Yang.

The two men gasped, and one of them immediately dragged Bai Yang up and ran towards the command tent. Even if Zhan Kong wasn't there, they had to quickly inform the person in charge about such a crucial matter—a traitor within the Black Vatican.