Full-Time Magician: Demon Mage

Chapter 391 The Black Serpent's Happy Day

"You're still the most domineering one, remaining unfazed even when facing a monarch-level demon!" Zhao Manyan immediately chimed in, understanding the implication perfectly.

"Haha~ It's not that exaggerated."

"Officer Bin, with me backing you up, why don't you test the mettle of this Egyptian undead?"

"After all, you might only encounter one foreign ghost in your entire life." Wang Teng looked at the dashing female staff officer with a cheerful expression.

"Oh~ I'd love to give it a try!" Binwei's serious face immediately broke into a smile; she certainly had that much courage.

"Sentry mage, be on guard! Attack!"

As the clear, cold voice of Advisor Binwei echoed throughout the Zhenbeiguan Fortress, the mages at the eight sentry towers immediately prepared.

"The Wind-Pointed Eight-Pointed Star Formation!"

A classic military combination magic circle can elevate mid-level magic to a higher level; this is the amplification effect brought by the array.

"A Pale Skystorm!"

As one of the commanders shouted, a massive, kilometer-long tornado swept across the Loess Plain.

The underworld rope carriers continued forward without fear until they could no longer stand, at which point they hammered the chains into the ground to stabilize their bodies.

Soon after the super-large wind disc ended, the mages on the fortress wall froze upon seeing the result.

"How is that possible? Not a single one was rolled up!" Zhao Manyan exclaimed in disbelief.

Even those overconfident Kuomintang agents abandoned their wishful thinking at this moment; this was no monster that humans could deal with.

Even the Super-Tier Wind Disc couldn't do anything to them; if they wanted to eliminate them, perhaps only Advisor Binwei present could do it.

"What's going on? Has Councilor Wang Teng discovered anything?" Staff Officer Bin's mood was not as volatile as the others; his will was much stronger.

"That frog's little trick was just that; it transferred its power to the slaves, taking on most of the wind disk's attack."

"After all, it's a monarch-level creature. A super-grade wind disk would only cause it about the same damage as a tickle," Wang Teng said bluntly.

The flaw of the formation lies here: compared to orthodox super-level magic, it is far inferior, essentially a blank spell without any enhancements.

Not to mention that the wind magic type has relatively weak attack power. If the formation were to unleash the Thousand Leaf Wind Blade Slaughtering Wind Slash, the attack effect would be completely different.

"Then we'll have to ask Councilor Wang Teng to take action!" Staff Officer Bin's lips twitched upon hearing this, and he then spoke helplessly.

Lingling, standing to the side, barely suppressed the urge to complain. This guy's words are really infuriating! Can't he be a little more tactful?

At the same time, she was a little uncomfortable. Shouldn't she be the one analyzing things? Why did you blurt everything out?

"It's nothing!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Wang Teng stepped out of the fortress wall, teleporting with each step, leaving behind empty footprints as if he were stepping on the ground, not the void.

"Holy crap~ That's so damn cool!" Zhao Manyan's eyes immediately lit up. If he knew this trick, it would be ten times more effective at picking up girls.

Lingling also stared longingly at the scene, which was indeed pleasing to the eye and captivating to her; it was simply like a god.

"Is this the true value of a legislator?" Staff Officer Binwei loosened his collar, slowly exhaling a breath of stale air, his eyes filled with indescribable excitement.

Even she thought this move was really cool and very practical!

Wang Teng's lips curled up slightly as he slowly walked ten meters at a time, covering over a hundred meters, as if on a leisurely outing.

He then made a grasping motion in the air with his right hand, and a black longsword quickly materialized. This was, of course, a sword of the void, but he didn't need to unleash a powerful attack.

It's just a mere monarch-level Netherworld Frog; he only needs to exert about one-tenth of his strength. That's how powerful he is now.

Wang Teng resolutely unleashed a black basic attack at the Underworld Frog. The longsword unleashed a dark slash, growing from small to large, from short to long, reaching nearly a hundred meters in a very short time.

A long, dark line was drawn across the sky, and it flew several kilometers away like a fleeting shadow!

The Hades Frog, dragging its heavy copper chain, was sliced ​​in two before it could even react, the blood streaks shooting into the sky turning hundreds of meters into a mottled crimson hue.

The arrogant and domineering monarchical aura suddenly plummeted to a low point; this attack clearly took its life!

"Slaying a monarch with a flick of the wrist! That's fucking powerful! Defying the heavens!"

Zhao Manyan stared wide-eyed, jumping up and down excitedly on the fortress wall, making strange noises all the while, his heart pounding wildly.

Even the Zhao family's retainers didn't have this power; facing the monarch, they would most likely turn and run without hesitation.

"A stunning slash!"

"Chang Yi, it's our turn. Let the summoning troops make their move," Binwei said to Chang Yi, the military intelligence officer. The previous slump had been swept away with the death of the Underworld Frog.

"Yes!" Military orders are not to be questioned. Chang Yi immediately issued the order and summoned all the summoning mages under the city gate of Zhenbeiguan.

"The others provide cover during the fight!"

After Staff Officer Binwei finished speaking, he manipulated a giant flower to carry her downwards.

Without the threat of the Underworld Frog, the remaining Underworld Wanderers are no match for them!

Wang Teng arrived in front of the Underworld Frog and casually waved his hand, unleashing dozens of silver sword marks that slashed at the surrounding Underworld Wanderers.

All the underworld wagons were no match for the sharpness of space; their bodies were sliced ​​open as if they were thin paper, and their bodies fell to the ground.

"That's really big!"

Looking at the mountain of flesh before him, Wang Teng suddenly felt the totem bead on his chest slowly rise and float into his field of vision.

"This highly poisonous frog certainly suits your taste."

After calming the Xuan Snake, Wang Teng immediately opened his hands and grabbed at the two halves of the fleshy mountain, causing space to fold and contract.

The mountain of flesh shrank at a visible speed, eventually turning into the size of a glass ball and returning to Wang Teng's palm.

This wasn't because the Underworld Frog had shrunk; rather, space itself had been folded up, and after the Underworld Frog was pulled away, the enormous bronze chain instantly retracted.

At this moment, a slight suction force came from inside the totem bead. Wang Teng smiled and released the glass ball, letting it enter the totem bead.

Cheesy~ Cheesy~

A joyful hiss quickly came from inside the totem bead. Since following Wang Teng, the food had been getting better and better.

Those two lumps of flesh were just enough for it to swallow in one bite; if they came in whole, it wouldn't be easy for it to open its mouth and swallow them whole.

Then the totem bead obediently ran back into the clothes on its chest, and this meal would be enough for it to digest for a long time.

Following Staff Officer Bin's command, many summoned beasts appeared on the field and began to crush the Netherworld Warriors; many of them were commander-level creatures.

"That's impressive... but why are these summoners personally joining the battle?"

Wang Teng was pleased to see so many high-level summoners, but their fighting style made him very unhappy.

Only someone with a brain fart would think of a summoner riding a summoned beast to attack. Do they think they are Ai Jiangtu or Mo Fan, that cheater?

Ai Jiangtu can ride Jiang Yu's giant rock beast and teleport around everywhere, so can they do the same?

Or is it that these summoners fight in the same way as Mo Fan, with the summoners being stronger and more powerful than their summoned beasts?

Well, he'll respect individual destiny. Once his Hall of Heroes is unveiled, the Summoner's status will naturally be freed from its current awkward situation.

(End of this chapter)