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

Chapter 198 Howling Wind

After annihilating the hundred or so white sand giants, Bai Mo also harvested three sand cores. And now, there is no more unusual activity in this area.

"Let's keep going," Lingling said. "Actually, these white sand giants are pretty much the same as the demons outside. The best spots with abundant elemental energy have all been taken by the powerful white sand giants. The white sand demons on the edge of the Sand River are relatively weak. Although they are easy to kill, it is difficult to reclaim the sand cores."

"I think so too."

Bai Mo nodded, looking at the sand core in his hand. It was given to him by the giants of white sand who had just approached the center of the river.

"We'll fight our way in, one step at a time!"

Having made his decision, Bai Mo took another step forward. Before he had gone a hundred meters, the white sand giants once again gathered into a menacing military formation, surrounding him from both sides and directly in front.

"Mo Fan, you two are in charge of the left side; Yu Mian, you're in charge of the right side!"

Bai Mo immediately made arrangements. Ding Yumin's group combat ability was not weak. Although she was responsible for the right side, she also eliminated the White Sand Giants that attacked from behind.

Because they had created enough room to maneuver earlier, Mo Fan, Zhang Xiaohou, and Zhao Manyan were able to truly cooperate.

The White Sand Giants that came head-on were the most numerous, and they were also much taller than the previous ones. Bai Mo even sensed the auras of several warrior-level beings.

For dealing with these tough-bodied creatures, sound-based abilities are an excellent choice. Furthermore, it allows for further mastery of one's sound-based powers.

Therefore, Bai Mo spends most of his time using the sound system, with the Whip of Sound, the Sword Array of Sound, and the constant sound waves like crashing waves.

Towering buildings forged from white sand crumbled, and swathes of white clouds fell to the ground. The advance continued, the slaughter relentless.

Four, nine, thirty, sixty. As they accumulated more and more sand cores, they reached the very center of the Shawang River.

BOOM BOOM BOOM!!

Layer upon layer of sand waves erupted like tsunamis, and one by one, ten-meter-tall white sand giants rose from the sea of ​​sand, along with some ordinary white sand giants! There were countless of them, but the sand waves that swept down were like huge boulders weighing thousands of pounds, completely pressing down on everyone's heads, threatening to crush them.

"Oh no, we're going to be buried alive!" Mo Fan exclaimed.

However, Zhang Xiaohou was not attracted by the overwhelming sandstorm. Instead, he looked at Bai Mo and sensed a strong and rich aura of wind element.

All that could be seen around Bai Mo's body was a blue-white wind pattern, with ancient and vigorous lines, like a calamity that the sealer could not destroy!

"Robbing the Wind Dragon of Xun!"

The magical sound was loud, and the wind howled like thunder in an instant. A whirlwind covering a hundred meters appeared out of nowhere, and the swirling gale gathered into a majestic dragon head, enveloping everyone.

The dragon's head pointed skyward, emitting a howling wind. Its entire head, carrying its enormous body, soared into the heavens!

"boom!!!!"

The raging hurricane dragon violently smashed through the rolling sand dunes, its powerful body soaring into the sky, whipping up fierce whirlwinds and carrying with it the shattered sand.

The raging hurricane transformed into a massive sandstorm, which blocked the giant swords of the White Sand Demons and swept away all the ordinary White Sand Giants nearby, annihilating them in the sandstorm!

Zhang Xiaohou stared blankly, this was the first time he had seen such powerful wind force from someone other than Instructor Zhan Kong! So fierce and domineering, shattering everything in its range, it overturned his understanding of wind as agile and disruptive.

As the wind dragon dissipated, the fine sand whipped up by the hurricane fell back down, forming a five-meter-high wall around the group.

Only then did everyone realize that the surrounding white sand demon generals, each ten meters tall, wore thick and imposing demon armor, numbering a terrifying forty or more. Each general was accompanied by thirty or so white sand demon soldiers. They were like a group of generals leading their troops!

At first glance, they found themselves in a fragile fortress surrounded by a massive demon army. The haphazardly piled-up sand could not withstand a single charge from these demon soldiers.

"There are just too many!" Even Mo Fan's legs went weak; this was definitely the first time he had ever faced so many demons.

"You are in charge of the servants; the generals don't need to worry about them."

After Bai Mo finished speaking, he saw that the White Sand Demon Generals had already led the White Sand Demon Soldiers to charge. He then glanced at Ding Yumin and said, "Yumin, sort them out."

Ding Yumin nodded slightly. Before everyone could understand what sorting meant, a bright and crystalline spiritual light emanated from Ding Yumin, as if outlining a giant eye behind her.

"Psychedelic Demon Eyes!"

The crystalline light of the soul swept across the white sand demon generals and soldiers, and saw that the white sand giants, who were originally one large group leading a group of smaller ones, were actually changing formation in an orderly manner while running!

The massive demon generals formed a mobile fortress-like formation and began to rumble and crush towards Bai Mo!

Meanwhile, the relatively small, five-meter-tall white sand demon soldiers gathered into a massive demon army legion, charging menacingly towards Mo Fan and his companions.

"Goddess Ding, have mercy! There are too many!" Zhao Manyan shouted. More than a thousand white sand demon soldiers, all of them giant blades with white bones, made him feel like he would be cut down instantly.

"I will help you share half of the burden."

Ding Yumin spoke calmly, and the increasingly bright, crystalline heart-shaped image on her body split into seven, then instantly merged back together, transforming into a magnificent constellation.

"Soul-Capturing Mind Control - The Realm of Heart-Slaying!"

A hazy, radiant light suddenly shone from the constellation of the mind that enveloped Ding Yumin, and invisibly scattered onto the white sand giant in front of her.

In an instant, more than a hundred white sand giants transformed into berserk monsters that knew only how to kill, brandishing their long swords at the white sand giants beside them.

In the blink of an eye, more than two hundred white sand giants were in chaos, swinging and slashing, turning into a pile of white sand in a moment.

After a high-level spell, a large portion of the densely packed white sand demon soldiers in front of them cleared out, more than a tenth of them disappearing. Without any hesitation, a mental spell followed, and a palace of fire rose up!

On the front, the forty White Sand Demons, as they charged forward, resembled a group of giant tanks linked together, their unstoppable momentum pressing down on Bai Mo!

Bai Mo was not afraid at all. With a wave of his hand, a cyan-white and pale white wind aura swirled up, and the ethereal light, like scattered clouds, combined behind Bai Mo to form a magnificent landscape.

"Qiantian Wind Domain!"

Intense wind elements converged, and a wind domain suddenly took shape, with countless streams of air gathering around Bai Mo as the star map lit up.

Without intending to organize these air currents into a wind vane, Bai Mo reached out and pushed forward, and countless bluish-white air currents began to swirl and compress around him.

"The wind howls!"

With his mind locked onto the rapidly charging White Sand Demon General's battle formation, Bai Mo pushed forward with one hand, and a long roar like a dragon's cry and a tiger's howl rang out in the air. Immediately afterwards, the bluish-white air currents suddenly condensed into a huge bluish-white dragon head.

The majestic and domineering roaring hurricane dragon crashed directly into the White Sand Demon General, who was right in front of it. Like a rocket ignited!

Bang bang bang!

The incredibly fast roar of the wind only gave the numerous white sand demons a little time to scatter before crashing into them.

With a series of violent explosions, the White Sand Demons were directly blasted into a daze by the immensely powerful dragon, and the entire battle formation was shattered!

The white sand demons in the middle were subjected to the strongest roar of the wind and were instantly shattered by the powerful impact!

A large expanse of fine white sand flew about, creating a fog that obscured the view for hundreds of meters ahead.

Bai Mo collected more than ten sand cores, and taking advantage of this opening, the white sand demon generals, like fearless suicide soldiers, reorganized their formation and charged towards Bai Mo.

Bai Mo preferred them to be organized into formations. If they were scattered in twos and threes, he would have to expend more energy because of their speed.

Further away, more White Sand Demons were awakened, and they all brandished eight-meter-long giant swords, charging fiercely towards Bai Mo.

They seemed to understand that only by defeating this human could they easily wipe out the entire group.

Bai Mo wouldn't stand on ceremony with them. With a wave of his hand, another gust of wind roared, and a giant, bluish-white wind dragon charged into the formation, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws.

One after another, the howling winds continued without ceasing, and large swathes of white sand demon soldiers were smashed to pieces by the roar of the wind.

Meanwhile, Mo Fan and the others on Ding Yumin's side were also killing in an orderly manner.

Half a day later, there was not a single white sand giant left within a mile radius.

Looking at the calm sea of ​​sand, which had just been filled with swirling mud and sand, Zhao Manyan breathed a sigh of relief, quite pleased with himself. He hadn't expected that he could kill the demons so badly that they dared not invade again.

He was somewhat fascinated by the feeling, but sensing the magical energy within the nebula, he knew he had to back down when necessary.

"Sigh, Bai Mo, shall we continue? I'm running out of magic power."

"Take a break. One of you who is quick-witted will go and lure some White Sand Giants over. The rest of you can continue to rest."

After discussion among Mo Fan and the other three, they finally decided to send Zhang Xiaohou as bait.

After all, he was a professional, so Zhang Xiaohou wasn't too worried. This was better than when he went on a mission to lure out demons; at least he knew that a high-level spatial being was watching him.

Zhang Xiaohou was very methodical in luring monsters. He didn't just lure them from one place; he would often cause several places to appear. The white sand giants would form a super-large army formation, carrying eight-meter-long cleavers, and charge towards Mo Fan or Zhao Manyan.

The overwhelming aura of menace immediately unsettled the two of them.

Bai Mo liked large numbers. A large army composed of white sand giants had at least fifty generals, and even more servants followed behind.

All it takes is for a level 5 wind vortex, fused with two soul seeds, to pass by, and most of these white sand giants will be blown away by the violent gale calamity!

The large area coverage and strong suction force of the fan coil unit meant that they rarely escaped.

After several hours, Zhang Xiaohou's magic energy was completely depleted, so he switched to Mo Fan, who had a slight ability to move around. Mo Fan's shadow magic and swift star wolves were exhausted.

Bai Mo's 343 sand cores were finally collected.

"Is that all?" After collecting the last fragment of a soul, Mo Fan looked at the ocean of fragments inside the little mudfish, feeling somewhat unsatisfied.

"If you want the essence, go fight for it yourself. The Sand River is very long," Bai Mo said slowly. Fortunately, the Sand River is very long and there are enough White Sand Giants, otherwise he might not know how long it would take him to fight.

"Then forget it." Mo Fan shrugged, happily strengthening his fourth-level Fierce Fist.

Bai Mo roughly knew what he was doing, but didn't pay attention. Instead, he said to the others, "Let's continue."

By this time, a night had passed, and with Ding Yumin by their side, they did not encounter any more White Sand Demon Soldiers on the road.

After safely crossing the Shawang River, what appeared before everyone was a world burned red by flames.

This is a place rarely visited by humans. Hunters can be found all over the country, and they are present in places where demons are active and resources are abundant.

However, this Zhuoyuan, isolated in a corner of Liangzhou by the Shawang River, was a pristine land that had not been much cultivated.

However, this pristine land doesn't seem to welcome their arrival now.

After completing the elemental survey, they hadn't gone far when Zhang Xiaohou let out a startled cry.

"Look! Something up ahead is about to catch fire, and it's burning very high!"

Even without him saying it, everyone could already see that it was a wall of fire that stretched directly to the sky, undulating like mountains and sea!

"Stop looking, that's the Heavenly Calamity Fire. We need to go back to the Shawang River to take shelter."

Bai Mo immediately spoke, and at the same time, Feng Ling, who was in sync with him, transformed into a flying dragon several meters tall.

With a swift movement, Bai Mo had already boarded the vehicle with Lingling and Ding Yumin. Then, turning to Mo Fan and the others, who were still reeling from the raging flames, he said:

"Come up now, or the flames of calamity will come crashing down on us."

It was something very large; by the time you realized it was coming, escape was nearly impossible. Only after Bai Mo's reminder did everyone react.

One by one, they quickly climbed onto the Wind Spirit, and in this short time, many demons rushed over like a horde of beasts.

Returning to the Shawang River to escape the raging fire, Mo Fan and the others were somewhat hesitant when they saw the creatures that had been burned to ashes in the fire.

"What is that thing? If this thing keeps coming around, we won't be able to find any treasure, let alone find a good feng shui spot to wait for death," Zhao Manyan exclaimed.

"Why don't we just go back and fight our way back? This Zhuoyuan looks pretty dangerous," someone said.

Mo Fan hesitated. He had come out this time specifically for Yan Ji, and he had been craving this elemental holy spirit for a long time.

The fire was truly terrifying, and it seemed that although he hadn't obtained the Flame Princess, his gains this time were still quite good.

Just then, Chen Ying spoke up, "I've heard that this kind of fire calamity in the northern corner of Zhuoyuan only occurs once every few years, and the larger the scale, the more treasures it yields. It's an elemental baptism, and after the fire calamity, more and more rare and precious materials will be born. Spirit seed fragments are like roadside pebbles, and spirit seeds aren't rare either."

All eyes were on her, filled with confusion.

Chen Ying offered a clumsy explanation, but since she didn't want to elaborate, the others didn't press her. Now that they understood the fire calamity wasn't an everyday occurrence, they decided to move forward again.

Bai Mo glanced at Chen Ying, secretly wondering when he would encounter the ghost woman.

Entering the scorching plain, the intense heat made one sweat profusely. The further one went, the more fragments of spirit seeds one encountered, and there were also many spirit seeds themselves.

Seeing the group happily scavenging for trash, and Chen Ying explaining why she was there—to find the Fire Calamity Fruit and heal her mother's burns from the fire calamity—Bai Mo, not wanting to wait any longer, summoned the Wind Spirit.

Amidst the puzzled gazes of the crowd, Feng Ling transformed into a blue phoenix several meters in size. Bai Mo, with Lingling and Ding Yumin on board, sat atop it and addressed Mo Fan directly:

"Stop picking them up. Let's find Yan Ji for you as soon as possible so you can loot whatever you want when we leave."

"Oh, it seems to be right in front of me, a huge mountain," Mo Fan recalled the location information on the secret scroll.

Looking ahead, at the end of the line of sight is a colossal mountain rising into the sky, towering like a pillar of fire.

After everyone climbed onto the back of the Azure Phoenix, Bai Mo signaled Feng Ling to fly towards the Fire Pillar Mountain.

(End of this chapter)