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

Chapter 163 She Has a Poor Expression

"town--------!!"

Suddenly, a faint yet powerful and profound voice rang out. Bai Mo manipulated the sound-based nebula, his eyes radiating an invisible brilliance, dispelling the chaotic thunderous sounds that had intruded into their minds. The unique voice spread out, flying into the mental world of the three, completely eliminating the disturbing noise.

At the same time, a silver halo spread out, and Bai Mo watched the dense array of water cannons flying towards him. Suddenly, a magnificent silver light spread out in front of him, transforming into a space that covered a hundred meters.

In an instant! The silver space enveloped the unstoppable water cannons, as if freezing time, and the water cannons were instantly immobilized.

"opposite!"

With a solemn and dignified decree, the silver space suddenly burst into light, and the water bullets that had been aimed at them were instantly returned.

Puff puff puff puff!!

The heavy, powerful impacts of the water cannons, which pounded back and forth, threw the unsuspecting water beasts into chaos, causing them to tumble and fall like stalks of wheat without support.

"Star Flame - Fierce Fist - Nine Palaces!"

A whooshing, pale white flame rose up, turning the entire beach pale white, and the terrifying heat steamed up wisps of white mist.

Ding Yumin was enveloped in a frenzied, swirling, pale flame, completely devoid of her usual calm and composure.

Her entire being was as wild and unrestrained as a raging flame, resembling a fire goddess against the backdrop of countless flames. The surging energy transformed into molten lava that poured into the earth.

As a massive pillar of fire burst forth, like a whale breaking through the water, it shattered the ground beneath the drumming water beasts, and even more pale white pillars of flame erupted and soared into the sky!

Boom boom boom!

The giant pillars of lava, made entirely of flames, resembled ancient beasts that had broken free from their confinement!

It bared its fangs and claws, attacking everything around it with abandon, turning an eighty-meter radius into a territory of pale fire.

The terrifyingly high temperature instantly turned the sand and soil into crystals, extinguishing the flames and revealing a dozen or so dying drum-beating water beasts.

Then she glanced at Bai Mo, whose eyes lit up. The silver hairpin spear instantly appeared in his hand, and streaks of spear light were unleashed like raindrops, piercing the heads of the fallen water beasts with lightning speed.

Sikong Wen wasn't curious; he had already asked about it when he saw Bai Mo use this demon-slaying tool to kill the commander three times in a row.

Bai Mo said that this Demon Slayer has a slight necromancy power, and there is a certain chance that the demons killed by it will have their essence appear.

In Sikong Wen's opinion, this thing has some effect, but not much.

What surprised him even more was their cultivation level. He had thought that Bai Mo was already very capable of handling both summoning and spatial magic.

Now it seems that his ability in the sound system is also quite extraordinary, as is Ding Yumin.

Unexpectedly, her fire elemental power was so great; the range of her Nine Palaces Blazing Flames was more than twice that of an ordinary fire mage!

Thinking this, he didn't slow down his movements.

Sparks of lightning appeared in his eyes, instantly gathering into a dark cloud. He casually beat the remaining drummers half to death, leaving them for Bai Mo to kill.

Seeing that all the drumming water beasts had lost their ability to move, Bai Mo stopped firing his spear in the air and directly rode the wind rails to travel among these drumming water beasts, with spear flowers blooming and collecting essences one by one.

Even the water beasts that were feigning death were powerless to resist under the gravity field surrounding him.

When he stopped at the beach, everyone else stopped there too.

Sikong Wen didn't ask him how his harvest was, so naturally he wouldn't say.

This coastline is indeed very close to the island opposite, like an outstretched finger that's almost poking the other side.

"Are your magic ready?"

"alright."

With a slight nod, the silver in Bai Mo's eyes began to swirl again, with silver stars dancing orderly around him, forming a constellation as dazzling as diamonds.

The Diamond Throne suddenly shattered into even more dreamlike dust, scattering and obscuring the figures of the four people.

When they reappeared, the four of them had already landed on the deserted island opposite.

The entire Desolate Rock Island is just like its name suggests; it is a desolate place.

There was no life on the gray, rocky ground, not even a single blade of grass.

As soon as they landed, a large area of ​​the ground beneath their feet began to churn, and a fissure in the earth, like a giant maw, suddenly opened up, as if to swallow them all.

From the abyss-like fissures, vines made of stone protruded, as if eager to devour them like the tongue of this earth demon.

"Oh no! It's the Rock-Clad Demon!"

Suddenly, the ground beneath his feet gave way, and Sikong Wen's expression changed drastically in an instant.

"Space Bridge!"

A silver light flashed in Bai Mo's eyes, instantly forming a solid ground beneath everyone's feet. This blocked the attacks from the Rock-Clad Demons and prevented everyone from falling into the crevice.

"Thunder surges!"

A furious rage erupted in Sikong Wen's eyes, as endless blue-purple lightning condensed into rolling thunderous magma.

The terrifying magma transformed into a waterfall of lightning, instantly engulfing and shattering the sinister rock-clad demon beneath their feet.

A gust of wind swept by, and Bai Mo led everyone away from the crevice in the ground, landing on a safe spot nearby.

His toes lightly touched the ground, and the sound waves spread out like ripples, but they could not distinguish these quietly lurking rock-clad demons that had become one with the rock and the earth.

So they had no choice but to rely on him and Sikong Wen to use displacement magic to gradually detect the distribution of the Rock-Clad Demons along their path.

The process wasn't particularly dangerous; given their speed, they were perfectly capable of escaping the demonic trap set by the Rock-Clad Demon before its full attack could unfold.

There are also situations where Rock-Clad Demons are present at every point ahead, leaving them no choice but to force their way through. This situation becomes more frequent the closer they get to the center of the island.

Fortunately, these Rock-Clad Demons are numerous, and with their strength, breaking through some of the blockade lines is not difficult.

After some time, they arrived at the edge of the island at midday.

The desolate rock island is somewhat strange; the distance between its edge and the distance between its two neighboring islands is approximately 250 meters.

Because there were no demons on the island's beaches, Bai Mo and his companions didn't need to fight again. After traveling for so long, his magical energy had basically recovered.

Standing on this island, you can see the scene on the opposite island.

A chilly wind seemed to be blowing across the entire island, and some sea monsters lived underwater near the shore.

But there wasn't a single demon on the beach.

Further in was a forest, neither dense nor sparse, but without a single leaf on the trees. Crows, entirely black, seemed to devour the surrounding light, making the entire area appear dimmer, darker, and colder than their surroundings. They stood silently on the branches of every tree, clustered together.

Numerous black crows covered the trees, resembling the leaves of those trees, yet they only gave the impression of sparseness.

As if sensing the gaze, the cursed crows facing this direction opened their blood-red eyes, which seemed to hold resentment for thousands of years.

They just watched this side, like statues, neither chirping nor flying over, silent and still.

But just being stared at like that made Bai Mo and the other three feel a chill run through them. The blazing afternoon sun beat down on them, but it brought no warmth whatsoever.

Taking a deep breath, Sikong asked, "Let's go over there and walk along the beach."

"Okay." Bai Mo nodded, releasing his powerful mental energy to directly block out the discomfort caused by the bloodshot gazes.

With a flash of silver light, the group appeared on the beach of Cursed Raven Island.

Oh dear!

Yay! ...

At that moment, a series of hoarse and unpleasant cries rang out, and the blood-eyed cursed crows that had been perched in the trees took flight in flocks, forming a dark, blood-red cloud.

They spread out their blankets and blankets towards the crowd.

"There's a curse in that voice!"

Ding Yumin's expression suddenly turned serious. As a curse mage, she immediately noticed the strangeness of the voice. A ring of crystal-clear light scattered, casting a protective glow on everyone's hearts.

Just then, the blood-red eyes of the approaching Blood-Eyed Cursed Ravens suddenly flashed, and dark red curse power quickly fell on everyone, only to be blocked by Ding Yumin's Heart Guardian.

"Radiance!"

Instantly, a dazzling golden light shone above everyone's heads. The curse power that had stained the air red vanished completely upon encountering this golden light.

"Hurry up!"

Sikong shouted loudly, no longer conserving his magic energy. The ground rippled beneath his feet, and he summoned a thundercloud to destroy the blood-eyed cursed crows that were about to surround them.

Bai Mo was fast, riding the wind rails with Ding Yumin in tow. He also waved his hand to release a huge tornado, blocking all the blood-eyed cursed crows behind them.

The four sped along the beach, but every blood-eyed ravens perched in the trees along the shore were drawn to them, and they were no match for a flock of winged creatures.

The main problem was that Sikong Wen couldn't run as fast as a group of winged creatures, so he was constantly being surrounded, breaking out, attracting demons, being surrounded again, and breaking out again.

They discovered that these cursed crows were physically weak, far weaker than ordinary servants or warriors.

What was originally a mid-level wind disk that caused damage to more than twenty animals has now directly increased to nearly forty.

For someone like Sikong Wen, a single Wild Thunder Dance could kill more than fifty of them.

What makes them so troublesome is the power of the curse, which grows stronger the more numerous they are.

However, even so, the Blood-Eyed Cursed Crow behind the four had transformed from a small patch of dark cloud into a thick, blood-black cloud that could cover more than a hundred meters.

Crackling with lightning, Sikong Wen once again used Thunderclap to annihilate the flock of Blood-Eyed Cursed Crows blocking his path, while shouting loudly:

"Almost there! Hang in there a little longer."

"I'll handle the cleanup. Situ, you focus on running away; you're too slow."

Bai Mo's leisurely voice rang out, showing no sign of the tension of being chased by hundreds of demons.

Anyway, this wasn't the first time I'd run for my life; I was quite experienced.

Besides, with Ding Yumin around, the curse couldn't harm him, and he had an inexhaustible supply of magical energy, so he wasn't afraid of these Blood-Eyed Cursed Ravens at all.

"Damn it, my surname is Sikong!!"

Sikong cursed, and the ground beneath his feet rippled even faster.

"Isn't it because you're afraid you'll run out of magic power? Aren't you worried about us being surrounded?"

"Don't worry," Bai Mo said casually. "Besides, I don't run out of magic power."

"Stop talking, another flock of Blood-Eyed Cursed Crows is coming from ahead," Night Star warned in time.

Bai Mo looked up and, sure enough, saw another small patch of dark cloud flying in from afar.

"Kill the Music - Arrow Formation!"

With a light touch of the fingers, countless musical strings coalesce into arrows of sound!

"Boom!"

It sounded as if a soldier in an army formation was drawing his bow, accompanied by a clear, resonant sound of the bowstring vibrating.

A swarm of sonic arrows shot out, rapidly traversing a kilometer, absorbing the sounds along their path, and carrying even more terrifying power and penetrating force, directly shooting down those blood-eyed cursed crows, turning them into a sky full of blood rain.

Bai Mo maintained his speed, steadily carrying Ding Yumin alongside Sikong Wen, and they were about to reach the coast leading to the opposite island.

He glanced back and saw a vast, inky-black cloud composed entirely of countless blood-eyed cursed crows still relentlessly pursuing them, threatening to encircle them once more.

"Wind disaster!"

In the blink of an eye, a colossal wind dragon roared up, charging forward with immense force against the numerous Blood-Eyed Cursed Ravens that resembled an unparalleled demonic army.

The enormous body of wind swirled around the tiny cursed crows, only to have them gathered together and scattered by even more cursed crows.

But even this slight deflection was enough to weaken their encirclement, allowing the four of them to reach the shore.

Looking at the opposite shore, the vibrant life was particularly evident. Although separated by only a not-so-wide body of water, it evoked completely different feelings.

With his mind racing, the silver light transformed into a stream of water flowing from Bai Mo's hand, quickly unfolding into beautiful and dazzling silver star maps.

But facing the overwhelming swarm of blood-eyed cursed crows that were already within arm's reach behind them, Sikong Wen and Ye Xing felt that this short time was incredibly long! A mere second felt like an eternity.

When the silver light completely enveloped their vision, a thought finally surfaced in their minds: escape!

The silver light flickered on and off, bringing four human visitors to the swamp island.

As soon as he landed, Sikong Wen subconsciously unleashed his Earth Wave and looked back at Cursed Raven Island. When he saw that the Cursed Ravens on the island, which seemed to blot out the sky, were still and showed no intention of chasing after him, he breathed a long sigh of relief.

The slight panic on his face gradually faded, and he stopped in his tracks, his gaze sweeping over Ye Xing, who had the same expression as him.

Then, looking at Bai Mo and Ding Yumin, who remained calm and composed throughout, he asked with some surprise:

"Why are you all so calm? If we were surrounded, we might not have survived."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Bai Mo again.

"Although I don't know what you mean by 'using magic power,' every ability has its limitations. With so many demons, your Wind Disc can't kill many of them all at once."

"She's expressionless. Don't be fooled by her calm demeanor now; she'll definitely be clinging to me and whining when we're all alone. As for me, I'm pretty carefree."

While surveying his surroundings, Bai Mo casually crushed the little demon that was crawling towards him from the sea, then pointed at Ding Yumin and began to speak earnestly.

Ding Yumin glanced at him indifferently, gently stroked the fur of the white leopard beside her, and said nothing.

Bai Ze followed them the whole way, but it didn't want Sikong Wen and the other person to see it, so it couldn't see them because of their cultivation levels.

"Look!" the man pointed at him and continued to ask Sikong, "She was so scared that she missed her pet, so she wasn't as calm as you all saw."

Sikong Wen didn't want to talk to him. She felt that the topic she had come up with to relax hadn't made her feel relaxed at all; instead, she had been fed dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection).

"Let's keep going. I don't want to be watched by those things here." Sikong Wen glanced at the neatly stacked piles of Blood-Eyed Cursed Crows standing on the shore.

He turned and walked into the island, with Ye Xing silently following beside him.

Bai Mo also glanced back and found that the Blood-Eyed Cursed Crows were alighting there, staring at them with a sinister gaze.

He then looked at Ding Yumin and said, "Let's go."

Nodding, Ding Yumin glanced at the few sea monsters that Bai Mo had crushed to death. They weren't rare species, so she followed them.

(End of this chapter)