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

Chapter 167 The More He Kills, the Stronger He Becomes: A Bizarre Curse

"Ding~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

A low, faint, distant, and ethereal voice rang out overhead, followed by the sight of the Blood-Eyed Cursed Crows, freed from their entrapment, rushing towards them like a flood, resembling dominoes being toppled or ears of wheat being cut down by a sickle.

It crumbled into fragments and then into dust, like sand suddenly falling from the sky. There was no flesh or blood, only a thin, pale red layer, just dust that seemed to be able to be inhaled into the lungs.

"this"

Sikong Wen's eyes widened. He had witnessed Bai Mo use this move and could roughly discern what the process was like.

First, they were shocked by the power of this combination of magic, and then came endless fear.

That's a sound-based magic that's impossible to defend against, and compressing the power of magical sound is undoubtedly more difficult and dangerous than compressing the power of elements like fire, water, and wind.

If they hadn't been controlled properly, and they were so close together, it wouldn't have been those blood-eyed cursed crows that had turned into dust now.

In fact, Bai Mo was also quite nervous.

It is indeed difficult to compress and confine sound waves using the power of space; several times he was almost shattered by the sound he released.

Fortunately, he has strong control over both sound and spatial systems, which allows him to reconcile the clash between the two, indirectly greatly promoting his mental cultivation.

The ethereal sound of destruction subsided, and all the blood-eyed cursed crows within a radius of over fifty meters were eliminated.

Several spirits were collected and used to light up wind-element stars.

The quiet space didn't get much of a chance to breathe.

Wow! Wow!

With the dense and unpleasant hoarse cries that rang out again, the dense Blood-Eyed Cursed Crows filled the open space like flowing water, staining the surrounding clear water with ink. The large area that had been cleared was once again enveloped by the Blood-Eyed Cursed Crows in an instant.

Bai Mo naturally wouldn't let go of this opportunity to create an opening. Sensing that his spiritual power had increased several steps, he moved his mind and instantly created half of a pale white, ethereal star map.

The next instant, a huge wind turbine began to spin!

Its massive body covered a hundred meters, and the thick wind barrier, carrying the power to sweep away thousands of troops, protected everyone in the middle. At the same time, the enormous wind dragon soared into the sky, directly scattering the black clouds and crows that were about to cover their heads. Some of the blood-eyed cursed crows that directly took the impact of the thick wind barrier were smashed to pieces by the powerful force.

The howling wind swirled and spread, covering an area of ​​hundreds of meters in radius. The booming wind vibrated, and the powerful tearing force swept the Blood-Eyed Cursed Ravens into the storm, where they were torn apart by countless wind blades.

But this wasn't the first time the Blood-Eyed Cursed Crows had faced Bai Mo's storm disaster. They didn't scatter and flee, because that would only cause them to lose their balance in the endless gale and be dragged into the mouth of the wind dragon.

They understood the principles of the wind, and they all gathered together, helping each other to stabilize their bodies, while using the heavy mountains made of flesh and blood to crash into the roaring wind dragon.

They don't understand the concept of temporarily avoiding a confrontation; they only want to tear those humans apart, vent their bloodlust, and fight without fear of death!

Without the assistance of the Wind Spirit and the blessing of the Dry Wind, relying solely on the Origin Wind, which is currently only equivalent to a Spirit Seed, even a level four wind disaster is possible.

In the collision with so many Blood-Eyed Cursed Crows, it only destroyed more than thirty Blood-Eyed Cursed Crows before being torn apart by the heavy black cloud formed by the flock of crows.

However, Bai Mo remained calm, and the wind whipped up again. But the blood-eyed cursed crows seemed to have no intention of giving Bai Mo's wind-blown disc a chance to gather power, and swarms of them swooped down on him.

"Retreat!"

His gaze sharpened, and a powerful will surged forth like a train at full speed. This immense will stirred the space around Bai Mo, creating rolling waves of air that swatted away large swarms of blood-eyed cursed crows that were trying to swoop down from the sky.

Before these ugly crows could swoop down again, a towering pillar of wind rose into the sky once more, keeping them out of the wind.

At the same time, Bai Mo threw out another compressed ball that he had quietly prepared, accompanied by another deep and distant sound.

Above their heads, the Blood-Eyed Cursed Ravens within a hundred meters once again turned into a sky full of dust.

Bai Mo did not stop. His pupils suddenly burst forth with dark golden light. As the Emperor's Heart Domain spread, a simple ground wave turned the hundred meters of land beneath his feet into gravel.

The light, fine sand was swept into the air by the fierce hurricane, and as it began to swirl, it became incredibly heavy and sharp.

As a result, the wind dragon became even more ferocious and powerful, and the Blood-Eyed Cursed Ravens' previously effective techniques for defeating the hurricane disaster no longer worked.

The raging sandstorms are like meat grinders that prey on anything; the mountains of flesh they create are like sending fat meat to the mouths of hungry wolves.

It was swallowed up before it could have any effect.

However, this sandstorm also has a drawback: the current Origin Spirit Wind cannot withstand the weight of the sand and soil of the Great Emperor's Heart Rock.

Therefore, the storm subsided quickly.

All that remained was a sky full of sand and dust, which had carved out crater-like holes in the heavy ground.

Fortunately, Bai Mo was already able to draw half a diagram with a single thought, so even if these Blood-Eyed Cursed Crows were fearless, they could no longer truly harm them.

As the wind rose again, and seeing the blood-eyed cursed crows swooping down once more, Bai Mo's pupil instantly transformed from dark gold to bright silver, scattering a vast expanse of silver spatial radiance. Countless thoughts condensed into hundreds of spatial blades resembling shards of glass.

The densely packed spatial fragments combined to form a dazzling ring of shards, which then slashed towards the surrounding Blood-Eyed Cursed Ravens.

The muffled thuds of blood flowed into the sounds of slaughter, and petals of blood blossomed everywhere!

As the storm intensified once more, sand and dust billowed into the sky, and the sandstorm roared as it swept across the land again.

"Thanks for your hard work, Brother Bai, I'm all better now!"

Just then, Sikong Wen, who had been given several vials of medicine whose price was completely disproportionate to its effects, suddenly spoke up.

As his voice fell, lightning star charts rapidly took shape on his body, and the Thunder Throne appeared! The surging lightning element gathered in his arm once more, and the thick lightning arm stretched for hundreds of meters, striking forward. As his arm circled, it annihilated a large circle of Blood-Eyed Cursed Ravens, finally clashing in front of him.

The thick, terrifying lightning bolts collided, creating a violent thunderstorm that cleared the already thin flock of Blood-Eyed Cursed Crows, revealing the road ahead.

Sikong Wen's eyes lit up, and without hesitation, he swung the earth wave and led the group toward the open road ahead.

However, their good fortune didn't last long. They were surrounded by the Blood-Eyed Cursed Crows again. Through sonic detection, Bai Mo discovered that the only other creature on the island was the Blood-Eyed Cursed Crow leader, who was sleeping in the very center.

The absence of Blood-Eyed Cursed Crows elsewhere indicates that all the Blood-Eyed Cursed Crows on the island have gathered around them. Even though they have killed quite a few, the number of Blood-Eyed Cursed Crows, which is close to that of a whole clan, is still considerable.

Even so, they were still able to maintain order and move forward.

But after Sikong Wen rested again to recover his magical energy, he killed more and more Blood-Eyed Cursed Crows.

Bai Mo's doubts deepened as he realized something was wrong. The Blood-Eyed Cursed Raven leader, who had been in the center of the island, was becoming increasingly powerful.

At first, they didn't notice anything, perhaps because they were far away, or perhaps because the flock of crows was too dense, or perhaps because the leader of the crows just didn't release its aura.

But now, they could already feel the immense and ferocious aura of that top commander! As deep and unfathomable as a prison!

At first, sensing this imposing aura, they were on high alert, thinking that the commander was going to deal with them personally.

But after a while, they found that the leader had no such intention at all, still exuding a powerful aura, but without making any other moves.

On the other hand, Bai Mo guessed that they must have been discovered by that leader long ago, but the leader never came to lead its tribe to launch a devastating attack.

This is so wrong!

"Sikong asked, don't you feel something's not quite right?"

"You mean the Blood-Eyed Cursed Raven Commander didn't come?"

Sikong Wen wasn't a brainless person, but at this critical juncture, he didn't want to overthink things, since many things simply didn't have answers.

As he summoned lightning to shatter a swarm of blood-eyed cursed crows, he said urgently:

"Perhaps the leader simply disdains bullying the weak, or perhaps it just doesn't want to expend the effort to exhaust these servants before delivering the fatal blow. Never mind that, once we reach the other side, we'll be safe!"

Bai Mo frowned slightly, instinctively feeling that things were not so simple.

As another two hundred Blood-Eyed Cursed Crows were eliminated, a piercing scream that could shatter eardrums was accompanied by an even more terrifying and powerful force that swept in like a tsunami from the center of the island!

"The Rock Fortress!"

Sikong Wen subconsciously summoned a tall and sturdy rock fortress to envelop everyone, blocking the attacks of the Blood-Eyed Cursed Raven leaders. At the same time, he turned to look at Bai Mo, his tone somewhat urgent.

"Which commander has attacked?"

"No, it just made a sound, but..."

Bai Mo frowned slightly, paused for a moment, and then said somewhat uncertainly:

"His power seems to have increased; I feel like he's constantly getting stronger."

"There's something wrong with these cursed crows."

Ding Yumin then spoke up, "The battle was too intense before, but after getting used to it, I discovered that every time a group of cursed crows died, some strange cursed power would fly out and head towards the center of the island."

"At first I didn't pay attention, because the curses of these cursed crows all originated from that commander-level blood-eyed cursed crow. When the cursed target died, the curse fed back information to the subject who cast the curse."

This is similar to a curse mage casting a spell to kill a demon, and then the curse on the demon relaying the information back to the curse mage.

Ding Yumin spoke clearly, paused for a moment to think, and then said, "I also felt the rising momentum that Bai Mo mentioned. I believe you all felt it too; it made no attempt to conceal it."

Is there any connection between these two?

Sikong asked, somewhat confused. It's normal for a sudden loud shout to enhance one's aura, just like a mage chanting a spell to slightly increase the power and control of magic.

"I suspect those curses are not simple. The Blood-Eyed Cursed Raven's curse may not only be to make the life completely infected by her curse become its substitute puppet."

Furthermore, it can take away the cultivation level or essence of those puppets after they die, using it to enhance its own strength.

Ding Yumin said, "As you know, the Black Vatican's cursed beasts are a kind of cursed creatures. They use the resentment in people's souls as a valve to increase their strength. The stronger the resentment they gather, the stronger the cursed creatures they create."

"Although these two situations are different, I'm just telling you that my guess is based on evidence; the power of curses is incredibly varied. Whether the curse this Blood-Eyed Curse Raven wields is as I suspect, we'll find out by killing a few more Blood-Eyed Curse Ravens."

Sikong Wen nodded solemnly. Bai Mo glanced at Ding Yumin; he already believed it, but it seemed that knowing wouldn't make a difference.

To move forward, they need to kill the Blood-Eyed Cursed Ravens.

The process of verifying the guess did not take long. After a while, when everyone killed another two hundred Blood-Eyed Cursed Crows, the aura of the leader in the very center increased once again.

If it were to be upgraded again, it would become a leader in the advanced stage. Perhaps, after everyone has killed all the Blood-Eyed Cursed Ravens, it could quickly skip the advanced stage and directly enter the monarch stage.

Sikong Wen's face was very ugly. He did not expect that Ding Yumin's guess was true, but they had no choice but to fight their way through.

"Since killing these puppets it controls can increase the strength of that leader, why doesn't it do it itself?"

Night Star asked, while maintaining the light magic for everyone.

"For a curse spell to successfully achieve its effect, certain conditions must be met; some are simple, while others are quite demanding," Ding Yumin said.

"Perhaps if the curse itself kills the creature it curses, it doesn't meet the conditions for a successful curse."

Upon hearing this, Sikong Wen finally understood why these things were keeping a close eye on them!

"That"

"Now is not the time to talk about this."

Ye Xing wanted to ask something more, but Si Kongwen stopped her with a look.

"We need to get out of here quickly, or we'll be finished if that leader becomes strong enough and decides not to play any more tricks on us."

He turned to look at Bai Mo.

"Bai Mo, don't clear the way with me. Prepare to teleport away with us. Ye Xing, you take his place and help me block the attacks of these Blood-Eyed Cursed Ravens."

After saying that, he looked at Ding Yumin and said, "Miss Ding, please take over from Ye Xing to protect us from the curse."

"No." Bai Mo shook his head, feeling his magic power almost fully restored. Facing the two's questioning gazes, he said, "I have a better way."

"What method?"

Sikong Wen's eyes lit up, and he immediately asked, revealing that he wasn't entirely at ease with Ye Xing. Ye Xing's magical incantation skills weren't as proficient as Bai Mo's; she could only provide protection in crucial moments, and they didn't have much synergy.

Unlike Bai Mo, who had mastered the rhythm of the battle, Bai Mo and his companions were able to hold off the Blood-Eyed Cursed Ravens without needing defensive magic.

Therefore, upon hearing that Bai Mo had a solution and having witnessed the monster's strength, he was still very much looking forward to it.

With a slight smile, a hint of murderous intent and arrogance flashed in Bai Mo's eyes, and his smile blossomed along with this emotion.

"Kill them all."

(End of this chapter)