Full-Time Magister: Dark Throne

In the evening, the three teams that were separately gathering information gathered together in a church that was still relatively well-preserved.

After settling in, they began to share the information they had gathered.

"You actually encountered a pseudo-demon and a commander-level demonic giant lizard pseudo-dragon!"

After hearing about He An and the others' experiences, Jingjing covered her mouth in surprise.

Even high-level mages wouldn't dare guarantee they could survive against these two demons, right?

He An was even able to use the demon-slaying tool to cut the fake demon in two!

Jingjing looked at He An sitting by the fire outside, her eyes filled with a hint of awe.

Someone like the team captain will definitely participate in the World University Competition starting next spring and lead the National University team to a good ranking.

"What happened over there? How could someone be so badly injured?" Mu Ningxue frowned as she looked at the three people lying on the ground.

All three had several deep wounds that exposed bone, their lips were pale, and their eyes were closed.

Isn't there the Shadow Wolf, a warrior-level creature of He'an, as a guarantee?

How could someone still be injured?

"The two of them got into an argument during the exploration, which attracted a swarm of lizards. They then started running off on their own and wouldn't listen to commands. If it weren't for the captain's Shadow Wolf, they'd probably be dead in the lizard horde!"

Bai Tingting knelt beside Song Xia, surrounded by a milky-white light symbolizing healing magic, and said irritably.

If it weren't for them, Song Xia wouldn't have been injured, and their team wouldn't have been in such a sorry state.

"Lu Zhenghe, aren't you supposed to be leading the team? How did Xu Dalong and Ming Cong end up like this?" Mu Ningxue looked at Lu Zhenghe and said coldly.

Lu Zhenghe gritted his teeth, not daring to say a word in the face of Mu Ningxue's reprimand.

The incident involving the two of them was indeed related to his command. If it weren't for He An's Shadow Wolf coming to the rescue in time, he and Mu Ningxue would have been held accountable by their superiors.

"To be honest, you're just bad. You want to compete with Lao He for the captain's position? Do you even have the ability?"

Mo Fan walked over with a grin, trying to hook his arm around Mu Ningxue's shoulder.

But he was driven back by Mu Ningxue's icy gaze.

"Damn it, just wait until my brother gets here, you'll all be sorry! I'll use that madman Mo Fan for experiments, and that bitch Mu Ningxue will be at my mercy!"

Lu Zhenghe's resentful gaze swept over Mo Fan and Mu Ningxue repeatedly as he thought to himself.

"And that He An... I'll make him wish he were dead!"

Lu Zhenghe thought to himself, then looked at the bonfire in the open space outside the church.

But all that remained by the fire was Zhao Manyan's golden hair, gleaming in the firelight.

The bright moonlight hung straight down, spilling onto the pool.

On a summer night, a gentle breeze blows, and the lush aquatic plants in the pond sway in rhythm with the wind.

"What are you doing here?" Mu Nujiao leaned closer and asked softly.

She carefully straightened her skirt and sat down next to He An.

She had just seen He An suddenly get up and walk this way, so she carefully followed behind him.

Seeing that He An was sitting there motionless, they came forward to ask him something.

"fishing."

He An stared intently at the calm lake surface, his dark purple fishing rod remaining motionless.

"Fish?" Mu Nujiao asked, somewhat confused.

Although she didn't know anything about fishing, this place didn't look like a place where fish roamed. How could there be fish here?

"Shh, the fish has taken the bait."

He An stood up gently and suddenly jerked his fishing rod.

The fishing line, made of dark magic energy, suddenly tightened, and the dark purple rod was bent by the immense force coming from below.

"Pretty strong, huh? Here we go!"

He An felt the power coming from the fishing rod, a smile appeared on his lips, his arm muscles bulged, and he pulled hard!

"Splash!!!"

Amidst the waves, He An pulled a hideous black spider head out of the water, its rows of eyes glowing with an eerie red light staring intently at He An and Mu Nujiao standing on the shore.

After it surfaced, a dense swarm of transparent water spiders emerged from underwater and fled in all directions.

He An naturally couldn't let these troublemakers run rampant.

"Shadow of the Underworld, Great Black Heaven!"

He gave a soft exclamation, and a figure in dark purple armor appeared behind him.

A black rift, its destination unknown, slowly unfolded overhead, from which countless black threads shot out, piercing the scattered spiderlings.

The water spider, once its body is pierced by the silk threads, will be drained dry in just a few moments, turning into a speck of dust and drifting away.

"Hiss hiss hiss!"

Seeing its offspring being slaughtered in this way, the bewitching spider's eyes gleamed even more fiercely.

It swung its scythe-like spider legs and slashed at He An's head!

He An neither dodged nor avoided the spider's attacks.

He simply raised the dark purple fishing rod in his hand and smashed it down on the head of the bewitching spider.

"Bang!"

After a loud bang, the bewitching spider's massive black body exploded into a cloud of blood mist beneath the slender fishing rod.

These kinds of demons, who are skilled at mind control, are usually not very strong or powerful. Faced with He An's full-force attack, which is close to that of a commander, they can only be blown into a bloody mist.

With a wave of his hands, Mingying sent out more threads from the black rift, surrounding the blood mist formed by the bewitching spider and pressing it inward.

Finally, a bead, blood red mixed with a touch of dark purple, floated above the pool, spinning around. Mingying picked it up and threw it directly into her mouth.

Mu Nujiao stared blankly at the scene.

Today it was a towering pseudo-demon and a giant lizard pseudo-dragon, and tonight there's a bewitching spider that explodes into a bloody mist.

For a young lady who has been cultivating in the An Realm for many years, the impact is indeed quite significant.

Mu Nujiao didn't even know how she dragged her legs back and got into bed.

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The group spent a wonderful night under the watchful eyes of the Shadow Wolves, only to be awakened at dawn by the sound of flapping wings.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Zhao Manyan burst out of the tent in a flash, not even bothering to put on his shoes, his golden hair disheveled.

"It's the military's Skyhawk." Mo Fan looked at the Skyhawk circling above them with a strange expression.

Why would the military be here? Are they here to survey data for Jinlin City, just like them?

As for the assistance sent by the university, Mo Fan didn't even consider it.

It's already a favor if those old guys don't cause them any trouble; how could they possibly give them any help?

The exchange students looked on in confusion as they watched the eagles circling overhead.

Only two people had different expressions from the others.

One was He An, who already knew how the plot would unfold and remained calm.

The other was Lu Zhenghe, who was overjoyed to have lured these eagles here.

The white eagle continued to circle above everyone's heads for a while, then, as if receiving some command, it began to descend.

About twenty or thirty military mages disembarked from the Skyhawk and walked straight toward the exchange student group.

Lu Zhenghe, hiding at the back, subtly pointed out Mo Fan's location to his brother.

At the head of the procession, Lu Nian, a member of the Military Intelligence Bureau, nodded slightly, glanced at everyone, slowly raised his right hand, and said to the military mages behind him:

"Kill all bystanders, leave no one alive!"