Full-Time Magister: I Had No Intention of Reaching the Dimensional Throne

Chapter 114 The Terrifying Red Cloud

Mu Tingying was not to be outdone. Her spiritual ice was extremely sharp, and the ice chains pierced through the trees, shredding them to pieces. The mountain spirits inside, unable to resist, were naturally torn to pieces as well.

After the time that had frozen in space passed, the remaining four mountain spirits, seeing how ferocious their enemy was, immediately lost the courage to continue fighting and tried to escape.

But in an instant, a mental fluctuation swept through them, bewitching their emotions, and they immediately became furious. These humans are nothing but food! How dare they come to their forest and kill their own kind! The women should be eaten and the men killed!

As for the thought of escaping that had just crossed my mind, it had long been forgotten.

Jiang Shaoxu's eyes were filled with a hazy light. When he saw the four mountain spirits hiding in the trees on his left and right sides start dancing again, he immediately suppressed his mental ripples.

Bai Mo raised his palms and pressed them to the left and right, causing an urgent spatial tremor to sound. The four trees dancing on the left and right sides, along with the mountain spirits inside, were all turned into dust.

After eliminating the main demons on the hillside, Bai Mo and his group wandered around the mountain, annihilating all the servants before returning to hand over their mission.

The command post is located on the mountain. From here, you can see the magic array advancing in the distance, with fire fists being thrown out one after another and a dense carpet of fire spreading out. Even if those mountain spirits are warriors, they can only rely on the changes in trees and plants to resist.

What truly hindered the military mages' progress were the mountain spirits that possessed the plant-based demons; they were practically amplification devices for plant-based abilities. They could cause those plants to grow and transform instantly, launching a series of attacks while the military mages were casting spells.

Some of them even knew how to cooperate, forming a plant-based defensive formation. Vines flew, and thorns transformed into chains, instantly smashing a mage's position to pieces.

Fortunately, there were no mountain spirits in charge; otherwise, if they had formed a coordinated force and established a stronghold, countless lives would have been lost.

Further away, the constellations shone brightly, and several high-ranking mage teachers from various schools, along with the military commanders of this army of mages, faced off against two commander-level demons.

It is because they have been protecting the mountain spirit clan that these warrior clans have been able to continue to grow stronger.

They were two solitary demons. The mountain spirit provided them with a constant supply of human blood, and they provided shelter for the mountain spirit.

These two commander-level demons, one of which is the Ghost-Faced Demon Tree, has a terrifying, hideous ghost face outlined by twisted purplish-black wood grain on its thick trunk, which is as thick as a skyscraper.

The ghost face is so huge that you have to stand far away to see it clearly. If someone were to lie on its body and study its texture, they would only think that it was a series of unusual wood grains.

Its leaves are all the color of refined iron, and each leaf, when spread out, becomes countless throwing knives. The resulting storm of throwing knives cannot be completely blocked even by a high-level Water Splendor Canopy. And these throwing knives, when combined, form a thick shield.

Neither the ice coffin nor the fire rain could truly harm this enormous demon tree.

It is probably because this demonic tree is a plant that it chose to cooperate with the mountain spirit and protect it.

Another leader-level demon was a giant elephant demon, but unlike other elephant demons, its entire body was covered with green vines, and its back had rock armor that looked like layers of soil, with clumps of grass and trees on the rock armor! There were even trees!

If it were standing still on the ground, people would probably just think of it as a slightly steep hill.

And that is the origin of its name, Rocky Mountain Giant Elephant.

The battle began at some unknown time, but it was temporarily deadlocked. Bai Mo was watching the battle along with students from Mingzhu Academy and people from Imperial Capital Academy.

"Oh my god, what's Mu Zilin doing there!"

Jiang Shaoxu's scream attracted everyone's attention. Not far from where the mountain spirits and the military mages were fighting, there was a vast, desolate open space that had been bombarded by magic.

Mu Zilin stood there.

There's a chance of mountain spirits attacking or magic surging at any moment, why is she standing there!?

She held a pot of flowers in her hands. The flowers looked somewhat like Su Cao, but they were red. The red flowers emitted a red mist, which, in large swaths, resembled red clouds and drifted directly toward the Ghost-Faced Demon Tree that was engaged in battle.

Everyone was a little confused. Could she really participate in a battle at the commander level? And what effect could such a small flower have on the huge Ghost-Faced Demon Tree?

But the red clouds seemed to carry an extraordinary poison. Some trees were only slightly affected, and the mountain spirits within them withered and died instantly, as if erased by an eraser, turning into ashes and disappearing.

What a terrifying scene! That vast forest, which would have required at least several high-level Heavenly Flame Burials to completely destroy, was reduced to dust after being touched only by the red mist emanating from the potted flower held by Mu Zilin.

If Mu Zilin, who was holding it, were to accidentally get even a tiny bit of it on her, it would instantly turn to dust! The kind that wouldn't even need burying.

Faced with the approaching red clouds, the human mages all dodged in advance, and the Ghost-Faced Demon Tree also seemed extremely afraid of the red mist, constantly using its iron-like leaves to drive it away.

However, no matter how much it tried to drive away the mist, it remained condensed and refused to dissipate. In fact, the terrifying toxicity completely corroded its leaves and spread towards its trunk through the connections between the branches and leaves.

As you can see, wherever those red clouds passed, the leaves of the Ghost-Faced Demon Tree withered, and its branches rotted beyond recognition, looking like wood that had been rotting in water for decades.

Only the trunk still shone with the dark luster of the Ghost-Faced Demon Tree, but the hideous ghost face on the trunk was twisting at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After doing all this, the red mist seemed to have exhausted its energy, and the red Su grass that Mu Zilin was holding gradually withered away.

"That's amazing!" Mei Qian exclaimed.

"What is that?" Zu Jiming stared intently at the potted plant in Mu Zilin's hand; he had never seen such a poison before.

"That plant doesn't seem to be a real plant; it's just a part of some plant-type demon." Jiang Yu looked at the potted plant and remembered the legendary guardian beast of Spring City.

"Swish swish swish!!!!"

The Demon Tree with the Ghost Face seemed exceptionally angry. Its useless branches swayed and collided, creating a series of sharp sounds. It seemed to be looking for trouble with Mu Zilin, but unfortunately, it was surrounded by high-level mages who wanted to kill it, so they couldn't let it run rampant.

However, it also had a large group of mountain spirit minions. No one knew how it communicated with the mountain spirits. A group of mountain spirits left the forest and ran towards where Mu Zilin was.

The human mage witnessed this and could only use magic to attack from a distance. However, the great distance made it easy for the mountain spirit to dodge.

Mu Zilin also summoned the Fierce Winged Pseudo-Dragon and flew swiftly towards the military camp command post.

However, one mountain spirit was very fast and seemed to have the attribute of wind. In an instant, it arrived in front of the Fiery Winged Pseudo-Dragon, which had just spread its wings. The entire mountain spirit, except for its body, turned into countless thick vines, which tightly bound the Fiery Winged Pseudo-Dragon, causing both the beast and the human to fall to the ground.

Flames roared from the body of the Fiery Winged Pseudo-Dragon, its muscles bulging as it tried to tear the vines apart. But the vines, formed from the mountain spirit's own flesh and blood, seemed far more resilient than ordinary ones, and the Fiery Winged Pseudo-Dragon's flames and power prevented it from breaking free anytime soon.

Mu Zilin glanced at the mountain spirit chasing after her, then summoned the Blue Flower Frog Spirit with a sharp look in her eyes.

Command.

"What! They want us to rescue Mu Zilin?!"

Zu Jiming exclaimed in surprise, not a single stroke of his expression conveying willingness.

"This mission is voluntary, and one of our reconnaissance captains will be leading you."

The messenger remained expressionless and spoke calmly again.

"Your scout captain is just a mid-level mage, acting like he's some kind of big shot." Zu Jiming curled his lip, pointing at the mountain spirit rushing towards Mu Zilin.

"Twenty warriors, volunteering? Voluntarily going to their deaths? Anyway, it's not like I caused this feud, so don't blame me. Whoever wants to go can go themselves, I'm not going."

Bai Mo silently walked down, his soft voice trailing off, "Mingzhu Academy, those who want to leave, follow me."

So all the members of Mingzhu Academy followed. Lu Yilin thought for a moment and decided not to go with them. He was very clever; he would obey orders for mandatory tasks and would never give anyone a chance to complain. As for voluntary tasks, he definitely wouldn't go with Bai Mo.

"So what if it's Mingzhu Academy? I have connections in the capital too." Jiang Yu glanced at the others, then gave Zu Jiming and Lu Yilin a disdainful look before walking down the stairs.

"Wait!" Jiang Shaoxu called out to him, then followed. "You alone can't represent the capital; only I can."

Guan Yu thought about it and decided it wasn't too dangerous; with his speed, he could easily escape. Besides, Instructor Ai Xia knew about this, and being well-informed, he knew that performance in the training was crucial for securing a spot later. So he followed.

Along the way, Bai Mo and the scout mage laid out wind tracks for everyone, and the group quickly arrived at the place where Mu Zilin was surrounded.

At this moment, Mu Zilin summoned all three of her great generals. The Xuan Shui Turtle protected her well, and the Fiery Wing Pseudo-Dragon's flames spread out, creating a large wall of fire that effectively blocked the mountain spirits' attacks with their vine spears and wooden swords.

The Blue Frog Spirit manipulated its vines to block the attacks, and when it couldn't block them all, it had to use its body to meet them.

However, under the relentless attacks of twenty warriors, they could not withstand the overwhelming onslaught.

Therefore, both the Blue Frog Spirit and the Fiery Winged Pseudo-Dragon were covered in wounds at this moment, and one of the Fiery Winged Pseudo-Dragon's wings even had a large hole torn in it.

The occasional water cannon shot from the Xuan Shui Turtle can instantly disrupt the mountain spirits' well-formed attack formation, preventing them from launching an even more dense and difficult-to-defend offensive, thus giving the Fierce Winged False Dragon and the Blue Flower Frog Spirit a chance to catch their breath.

The scout captain did not linger there, but instead went to lure several more mountain spirits that came from the other side, guiding them elsewhere.

"crack!"

Bai Mo led the group, waving his hands, and a surge of wind arose, whipping up two huge clouds of dust that rolled to either side, transforming into two raging hurricanes, like a pair of giant storm hands, tearing apart the mountain spirit blocking their way, creating a passage for everyone to reunite with Mu Zilin.

Upon entering the encirclement of the mountain spirits, Zhang Yuan's hand immediately emitted a dazzling, holy, and healing light, and a healing butterfly fluttered towards the injured summoned beast.

An invisible aura immediately surged from Jiang Shaoxu's body, the crystalline starlight merging into invisible ripples, and the surging power stirring up endless fear.

However, Jiang Shaoxu's spiritual realm was not high enough to support him in planting the seeds of fear on twenty warriors at once. Therefore, the seeds of fear only affected some nearby mountain spirits.

The mountain spirits around them were all horrified, as if they had seen some terrifying creature, trembling all over and unable to move.

This is a perfect opportunity for them to make their move.

The Night Rakshasa on Jiang Yu's shoulder immediately transformed into a shadow assassin. Its illusory and agile figure would sweep past a mountain spirit, taking out a still-beating, bright heart with its claws, and then annihilating it with its dark power.

A purplish-blue lightning bolt transformed into a demonic claw in mid-air, striking heavily on the heads of the five mountain spirits, instantly splitting their bones and flesh apart.

A deep pool of water suddenly appeared above Zhou Tianyuan's head, and the waves crashing against the shore swept up the five mountain spirits, pushing them all away.

The sudden surge of wind swept all the mountain spirits, who hadn't yet regained their footing from the churning waves, into the gale. The wind blades cut, swirled, and tore them apart, then hurled the barely alive spirits high into the air before slamming them heavily to the ground.

The remaining mountain spirits couldn't escape either, because Bai Mo, possessed by the Wind Spirit, had already stirred up all the surrounding wind elements, creating a huge wind disk.

They stood in the eye of the storm, the rapidly spinning wind walls shattering all the mountain spirits' attacks, the powerful suction giving them no chance whatsoever. The remaining nine mountain spirits were swept into the raging hurricane.

The howling wind was unusually muffled, like thunder. All they could see were patches of blood occasionally spreading out within the bluish-white, murky storm. From this, they could imagine a mountain spirit being sliced ​​into dust by countless sharp wind blades.

As the storm gradually subsided, Bai Mo and his team reappeared, with the injured reconnaissance captain before them.

The captain, with a full beard, saw the mountain spirits that had disappeared and the group of people inside who were still alive and well, and silently gave them a thumbs up.

He opened a wind tunnel and led the group back to the command post. A short rest was about to begin, but the war was far from over.

"Thank you, everyone. The Mu family of Chuncheng welcomes you to visit."

Just as they were about to go back to rest, everyone heard Mu Zilin's words. Some nodded, some shook their heads, but no one said a word.

"You brought the branches of the God of the Lotus, which greatly reduced our combat costs and casualties. It is only right that we save you."

A deep, steady voice suddenly rang out, and this time everyone saw a man in an officer's uniform gradually emerge from the shadows in the air.

"Dealing with more than twenty mountain spirits is no small matter. Originally, I just wanted these students to provide cover so that I could actually bring you out. I didn't expect them to actually manage to deal with the mountain spirits."

(End of this chapter)