Full-Time Magister: Dark Throne

"Old He, I've brought the big guys over!"

Mo Fan, riding on the back of the Swift Star Wolf, waved a black bead in his hand.

Those are totem beads, a special container that can hold totem creatures.

Worried that the Silver Dome Lord would flee upon sensing the aura of the Totem Serpent, Mo Fan put it into the Totem Bead, hoping to catch the Silver Dome Lord off guard!

"Come out, big guy!" Mo Fan shouted as he threw the totem bead in his hand.

The once clear sky suddenly changed color, and a dark blue mist completely enveloped the surroundings, from which a colossal skyscraper slowly emerged.

"Hey!"

The Silver Dome Lord stopped his attempt to break through the Thunder Ring's punishment and stared at the mist with great apprehension.

"Gah!!!"

A tail covered in bluish-black snake scales lashed out from the mist.

Zhu Meng's super-level magic, Lightning Ring Punishment, could not cause it any damage. The deep purple lightning struck the scales but was deflected by the smooth snake scales.

With a powerful flick of its thick snake tail, it slammed the Silver Sky Lord from the Thunder Cage onto the ground.

"Hey!"

The Silver Dome Lord struggled to take off, crying out in anger.

Before it could fully take flight into the blue sky, the totem serpent's tail lashed out at the silver dome once more.

"boom!!!"

The hills surrounding the western fortress crumbled and collapsed into rubble under the astonishing pressure of the two monarchs' physiques.

"Big guy, go!" He An flipped over and leaped onto the top of the totem snake's head, giving the order with some excitement.

"He An, stop attacking! The Silver Sky Lord is the king of Xiling. Without its restraint, the area around Xiling is likely to descend into chaos!"

Seeing that He An still wanted the Totem Serpent to kill the Silver Sky Lord, Military Commander Yun Feng hurriedly advised against it.

"Yes, the Totem Serpent's strength has probably not fully recovered yet. If we let it kill the Silver Sky Lord now, it may end up with both sides suffering heavy losses."

Moreover, the Silver Dome Lord has many ways to protect itself, so killing it is pointless. Holding the Western Fortress and wiping out the White Eagle Legion's remaining forces is enough.

Tang Zhong also offered his advice.

Zhu Meng, who was standing to the side, remained silent. He didn't know if this was also a decision made by the higher-ups, so he could only pretend to be mute.

Assisting in the kill of the Xiling Overlord is a great achievement, so why not take it?

With this achievement as a guarantee, their crisis management strategy will be implemented more easily.

The reason why my crisis and hidden danger strategy failed to be implemented before was because it lacked successful cases and was not convincing!

Now that the totem serpent is innocent, it's only right that it subdues this silver dome that invaded Song City.

"He An, I understand your eagerness to achieve success as young people. But killing the Silver Sky Lord now will only disrupt the balance of demons around Song City. Once they start fighting each other to become the overlord of Xiling, Song City will also suffer."

Judge Li Tian looked at He An and said earnestly.

"You always talk about balance, trying to apply the same principles to demons?"

Have you all been kicked in the head by a donkey?

You're thinking about balance, but what about the demons?

Why did the Silver Dome Lord dare to invade Song City? It's because of your kind of thinking.

If we don't kill this beast, are we supposed to keep it to eat in Song City during the next invasion?

In this world, whoever is strongest is the boss!

He An angrily cursed these pedantic old men who couldn't see the situation clearly, then turned around and looked back.

In the ruins there, the Silver Dome Lord, who had witnessed He An arguing with the higher-ups, had spread his wings and was preparing to take this opportunity to leave quietly.

"Silver Dome Lord, where do you think you're going?"

He An stood atop the totem serpent's head, his eyes fixed on the silver dome lord.

"From the moment you attacked human cities, there was no place for you in this world!"

A bluish-black mist began to spread.

The totem serpent drew a huge, dark blue-black ring in mid-air, covering an area of ​​one kilometer in radius around the silver dome.

The markings, patterns, and ancient symbols on the snake scales were densely distributed throughout the entire circular outline.

From a distance, it looks like a Bagua (Eight Trigrams) pattern covering the sky, filled with countless inscriptions and symbols.

Ancient and heavy stone tablets emerged from within the ring, crashing directly towards the silver dome.

The imprint of the heavens!

The Silver Dome Lord was pressed to the ground by the imprint of the monument, unable to move.

These inscriptions, in addition to their own weight, also exert a gravitational field of earth element.

Even a monarch-level demon would find it difficult to break free!

"Hmph!!"

One after another, the stone imprints slammed into the Silver Dome Lord's body.

"Boom!!!"

The earth could not bear the weight, and a circular abyss formed on the ground!

As the smoke and dust cleared, the Silver Dome Lord lying in the abyss was no longer the glamorous figure he had been when he first arrived at the West Fortress.

His prized silver feathers were almost completely destroyed by the Thunder Ring Punishment and the Heavenly Stele Seal, leaving only a few tattered feathers clinging to his body.

His body was covered with deep wounds that exposed bone, and blood was constantly seeping out.

Even with his powerful monarch-level physique, the Silver Sky Lord is now at his last gasp.

This situation is much better than He An had expected. It seems that the ultimate poison he synthesized using thirty-three kinds of toxins has also played a certain role in enhancing the Totem Black Serpent, the "ancestor of poisons".

He An waved his hand and summoned Ye Lan.

Under the cover of the totem serpent's venomous mist, he could finally unleash this attack without restraint.

"Nightfall, Starry River!"

night.

But in the next instant, a glimmer of starlight shone in the eternal night.

Then came the second, the third, the fourth...

Until a dazzling galaxy began to flow, the Silver Dome Lord's life was frozen at the moment he saw the galaxy.

This is the profound truth that He An comprehended after observing the super-level star rivers of other systems after the Shadow system reached an advanced level.

That dazzling, boundless galaxy was the boundless sword energy. The moment the Silver Sky Lord saw it, its body was already pierced by the galaxy.

He An leaped down from the top of the totem serpent's head and came to the front of the dead Silver Sky Lord.

Having reached a higher level, He An obtained the position of commander of the Third Legion, but He An did not intend to use this precious spot on the Silver Sky Lord.

He An turned his gaze toward the depths of the Qinling Mountains.

Above the clouds there dwells the Feathered Race, even more powerful than the Silver Sky Lord.

Of course, not converting the Silver Dome Lord into the Third Legion Commander does not mean that He An would waste such a monarch-level combat power.

With a flick of his fingertips, Ye Lan, wielding the demon-slaying weapon, lightly touched the top of the silver dome's head with his blood-stained fingers.

Summoning Spirits: A Pact with the Underworld!

Above the head of the Silver Dome Lord's corpse, a blood-black star map floated, showing faint signs of collapse.

He An's necromancy is only mid-tier; the cost of contracting a monarch-level undead creature is extremely high.

Upon seeing this, He An seemed to have anticipated it and calmly took out a black crystal.

This is one of the three rewards Dean Xiao gave him after the Beast Fighting Tournament. It is said that it was entrusted by a certain important figure to Dean Xiao to give to He An.

It wasn't until recently, after the Bloodstone triggered the complete awakening of the necromancy system, that He An discovered that this dark matter belonged to the necromancy system.

Specific usage conditions are unknown, but it can provide considerable assistance when making a pact with undead creatures.

He An placed the black crystal into the blood-ink star map. The star map shook for a moment, then stabilized.

The ceremony continued for ten minutes until it was complete.

"Hey!"

The silver dome, transformed into an undead creature, let out a cry and began to move its bones and joints.

Unlike the skeletal eagles, the Silver Dome Lord, transformed into an undead creature, still retained its iconic silver feathers, though the rest of it was all white bones.

Perhaps it can now be called the Silver Feather Sky Lord.

Looking at the majestic Silver Feather Sky Lord, He An nodded in satisfaction.

It and its legion of white-boned eagles will become a barrier in the direction of Songcheng Xiling.

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Wang Xiaojun has moved out of that small storage room and into a military barracks that was vacated specifically for her.

He lives here alone. Although it is spacious and bright, it always feels empty.

Next to a photo of him and his brother, there was a brand new medal.

That was just awarded by the higher authorities, in recognition of his contributions during the epidemic.

Wang Xiaojun is still completely baffled by these contributions and doesn't know exactly what she did.

But now the people of Songcheng seem to think they are all great heroes.

"Knock knock knock!"

Three knocks sounded on the door.

Who is it?

Wang Xiaojun jumped out of bed and went to open the door.

There was no one outside the door, only two rows of utensils neatly arranged on the ground in front of the door.

The above are labeled as follows: Resources for promoting to Servant level and Resources for promoting to Warrior level.

Next to the container was a beautifully packaged bunch of eagle-red grass.

Who would package a bunch of ordinary weeds so beautifully?

Wang Xiaojun picked it up, only to find a note peeking out from among the eagle-red grass.

"A gift for a hero, may you always keep this original aspiration."

Wang Xiaojun read it softly, but still didn't understand its meaning.

He simply turned his head and stared blankly at the horizon.

There, a gray eagle is soaring freely.