Full-Time Magister: Dark Throne

The sun sets in the west, and stars hang low over the desolate wilderness.

After exiting the tunnel, we found a place with a water source nearby and quickly checked the surrounding area to see if any demons were living there.

After confirming that it was safe, everyone began to set up tents and rest.

It seemed as if demons were emerging from all sorts of strange and unusual places that day, and they were truly terrified!

Mo Fan circled the camp and sprinkled some specially made demon-repelling powder around it.

This is one of the dozens of essential medicines for hunters. It emits a scent that demons hate, preventing demons from approaching when camping outside the safe zone.

Song Xia set up a pile of firewood in the center of the camp and lit it.

The others each had their own tasks: preparing ingredients and going out on watch.

Before long, the aroma of roasted meat wafted from the center of the camp.

"Are they really bathing in the stream?"

Zhao Manyan held a skewer of grilled meat in his right hand, eating as he asked.

"Yes, they're all here," another voice whispered.

"I'm here too."

He An picked up a skewer of roasted meat from the fire, sat down among the men, and said calmly.

"Oh my god, Captain, you scared me to death!"

Zhao Manyan patted his chest vigorously, thankful that he was the team leader; if Mu Ningxue and the others knew, he would probably lose all his happiness for the rest of his life.

"Be serious about your work, just take them down and see what happens."

He An glanced at Zhao Manyan, then casually threw out two giant shadow nails, knocking Mo Fan and Peng Liang, who were hiding in the shadows, back to their original forms.

"It's getting late, get some rest. We have to keep going tomorrow."

He ignored Zhao Manyan's resentful mutterings.

He An threw the skewers of roasted meat he had finished eating back into the fire, stretched, and went back to his own tent to rest.

"Hey, hey, Mo Fan, Mo Fan!" Zhao Manyan, still harboring wicked intentions, cautiously called out to his good partner, Mo Fan.

Mo Fan, pinned down by the giant shadow, could only roll his eyes at him.

Fortunately, the girls who were taking a shower returned quickly, and Mo Fan and Peng Liang were freed from their restraints at the same time.

"How did the captain know Mu Ningxue and the others were back, and how did he manage to untie you beforehand? Could it be...?"

Zhao Manyan nudged Mo Fan, who had sat back down on the ground, with his elbow, making an extremely irresponsible guess.

"Don't make wild guesses, or the captain might hang you from a tree all night."

Mo Fan tore into a piece of succulent roasted meat as if venting his frustration, and snapped at Zhao Manyan in an annoyed tone.

If it weren't for this guy's instigation, would he have been imprisoned by He An using the Giant Shadow Nail?

After a day of traveling in the wild and dealing with many demons, the group was exhausted.

They had fallen asleep early, and the sounds of their snoring echoed through the seven tents in the camp.

"Who's there?"

Zhao Manyan, who was on patrol, heard a slight noise coming from the tent and asked sternly.

"I need to use the restroom."

Lu Zhenghe used the excuse of going to the toilet to run to the woods near the camp.

"Beep beep~ beep beep~"

Seeing that no one was paying attention, he slowly took out a pen-shaped object that emitted a faint light from his sleeve.

He skillfully dug a small hole in the ground, buried himself in it, and then returned to his tent to sleep, pretending nothing had happened.

"Lu Nian..."

After he left, He An emerged from the shadows of a nearby tree.

I wonder what kind of surprises Lu Nian and his all-powerful demonic arts will bring me.

He An stroked the wolf fur of Xingzhu beside him and looked into the distance.

Under the cover of night, it seemed as if a troop of military mages riding eagles were on their way.

Mo Fan, who was leaning against a tree happily counting the spirit essences, was completely unaware of everything that was happening here.

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Ten days or so passed in the blink of an eye.

The journey was fraught with difficulties, but fortunately, He An's shadow soldiers provided covert protection, allowing them to get through each dangerous situation without incident.

After crossing a small hill, the remote city of Jinlin finally came into view.

A winding river flows along the edge of Jinlin City, which is now overgrown with weeds and littered with ruins.

"We're almost there. Get your detection equipment ready and be prepared to start collecting data at any time."

Standing on the mountaintop, He An turned back and reminded him.

The exploration is progressing more smoothly than expected, with only a few scattered demons wandering around the exploration site.

Compared to those hordes of demons, this place is like paradise.

"Why are there fewer demons here than on the way here?"

Mo Fan looked puzzled and asked.

"Generally speaking, there are two possibilities in this situation," the top student Jingjing replied after a moment's thought.

"One possibility is that, as Dean Songhe said, most of the demons have migrated, with only a small number remaining in their previous areas. Another possibility is..."

"There is one or even several extremely powerful and brutal demons here. The weaker demons either dare not set foot here because they smell their presence, or they are eaten by them," He An, who was standing to the side, added.

"Yes, the other possibility is what the captain said."

Jingjing thought He An was explaining things to him and Mo Fan, and nodded repeatedly as she listened.

But what He An was actually talking about were things they would encounter next.

"There are too many points to survey, why don't we split up?"

Xu Dalong felt a headache coming on when he looked at the densely marked survey points on the map, and made a suggestion.

"Splitting up was... such a wise decision, Captain."

Just as Song Xia was about to speak up to dissuade him, the other half of her words took a 180-degree turn in front of the warrior-level shadow soldiers summoned by He An.

"Scatter and collect them, that will be faster. With them protecting you, you'll be fine as long as you don't do anything reckless."

He An pointed to the dozen or so Shadow Wolves of Warrior General level behind him and spoke.

The eighteen exchange students from the two universities were quickly divided into three teams and headed towards the survey points in different directions.

He An's team headed to the most dangerous part of the city center.

"Why does this municipal building look so strange?"

Mu Nujiao frowned as she looked at the municipal building standing tall in the city center.

She majored in botany and could vaguely sense the eeriness emanating from the black vines climbing all over the city building.

"Who cares? Let's just go in and see for ourselves. There can't be any ghosts in there, can there?"

Mo Fan chuckled and prepared to push the door open and enter.

A jet-black demon-slaying tool blocked his way.

Mo Fan took a few steps back, then turned around with a hint of confusion: "Old He?"

"Nightfall • Shadow Edge!"

He An did not answer, but instead used his wrist to swing Ye Lan away.

A sharp, dark purple glint appeared at the tip of the sword, and in an instant, the expansion kit transformed into a massive slash capable of covering the entire municipal building!

The five people behind him were shocked as they watched the sword strike.

Just how strong is this man?

The entire municipal building trembled as night fell.

The walls, which had been abandoned for more than ten years, began to crumble and fall from the sky.

Upon contact with that dark purple slash, it turned into dust and drifted away with the wind.

The black tendrils were completely exposed, unhidden by the wall.

A colossal creature, as large as a building, appeared, its grotesque head, resembling a tree stump, staring down at the six people below, smacking its large mouth incessantly.

"What, what is this?" Mo Fan couldn't help but gasp.

"It's actually a fake demon!"

Mu Nujiao looked at the revealed form of the pseudo-demon with a solemn expression.

This plant-type creature possesses a high level of demonic bloodline and is extremely difficult to deal with.

"Shadow Strike!!!"

He An ignored the enormous body of the False Demon and simply roared.

The slash in mid-air seemed to be injected with a huge amount of energy out of thin air, and it thrust forward violently, cutting the false demon in two.

Having achieved such a victory, Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan hadn't even had a chance to celebrate.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh~~~~~"

Beneath the dark clouds, a pair of enormous fleshy wings flapped the surrounding air currents as they rapidly approached.

A giant lizard with enormous fleshy wings suddenly approached the area.

"Am I destined to die here today?" Zhao Manyan asked with a bitter smile, then plopped down on the ground.

The giant lizard-like dragon wasn't targeting the little people downstairs; its gaze was fixed on the struggling pseudo-demon, severed in two.

Seizing the opportunity, it bit the upper body of the fake demon and lifted it into the air.

Under the powerful bite of the giant lizard pseudo-dragon, the pseudo-terror's body shattered, and its fluids splattered everywhere.

That demon-like pseudo-demon was actually swallowed whole by the giant lizard pseudo-dragon!

He An watched the departing figure of the giant lizard pseudo-dragon, then sheathed his sword as night fell.

It's not time to kill the giant lizard pseudo-dragon yet.

A hand clad in dark purple armor was offered at just the right moment.

A seed emitting a pale green light was floating in the palm of my hand.

Those are the seeds left behind by the false demon.