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

Chapter 209: Kill the bone minister and destroy the ghost king

The black tide 500 meters in front of the team was completely shattered by this enormous hurricane, which was comparable to a high-level destruction!

"Was this a wind-based magic array hastily assembled by a formation master? Such a large-scale tornado is no less powerful than an attack by a mage corps!"

The head instructor, Feijiao, who was not far from the many elite squads, exclaimed in surprise.

"I told you, it would be fine for him to be the chief surgeon," Zhu Meng echoed with a smile.

Although Bai Mo, a junior, said a few words to him, he didn't take it to heart.

I just went back and looked up this person's information, and the more I learned about him, the more surprised I became.

"Another pervert from the Blue Sky Hunting Grounds!"

Nearby, the demonic man stared dumbfounded at the imposing tornado, the waves it created directly overturning the army of black, rotting corpses in front of them.

The demon man glanced at Mo Fan, who was still just going through the motions, and the others in the team, and sighed softly.

"Don't just stand there, keep going!" Bai Mo led the way, his voice rousing the group of mages behind him.

"Wind mages, use your wind shields to clear the way! Other mages, attack freely and block the corpses on both sides!"

Once inside the horde of corpses, the rotting corpses are no longer just in front of them; they will also be attracted to the sides.

"Soul Arrow!"

With a flick of his wrist, the strings coalesced, converging in a flash to transform into an invisible arrow that pierced through a hidden ghost behind him.

The howling wind rose again, clearing away another stretch of road.

Bai Mo discovered that large-scale destruction magic was more effective at dealing with these undead, because the location of the undead crystals was really hard to pinpoint.

Magic like spatial swords isn't as effective as spatial compression, let alone relying on the Silver Hairpin Spear's powerful penetrating ability to kill one enemy with a single shot.

With thirty men, Bai Mo successfully arrived at the designated strategic location.

He was pleased that no one had died; it wasn't that he couldn't bear to see death, but rather that he didn't want to see them die under his leadership.

Having been reincarnated, he certainly had moments when he felt this world was merely an illusion, and that he could be more carefree. But having lived here for over twenty years—the same amount of time he spent on Earth in his previous life—how could he possibly still harbor such thoughts? Calling him a person of this world isn't entirely inaccurate.

Commanding the mid-level mages to protect the light mage group, the white ghosts were systematically eliminated by the light mages, while Bai Mo's gaze was fixed on the distant super-level battlefield.

The distance was too great, and with the fog from the Ghost Tyrant obscuring the view, it was actually impossible to see anything clearly.

Judging from his imposing manner and considering his own abilities, Bai Mo decided not to court death.

His gaze fell on a Sky Eagle Mage two hundred meters away. He hadn't yet noticed that a Corpse Minister was already approaching.

A shower of diamond dust fell, and Bai Mo instantly appeared above the Sky Eagle.

"Be careful!"

Just as the Eagle Mage was about to ask a question, he saw a silver light crisscrossing around him, like a shield standing upright.

With a loud bang, even the eagle beneath his feet was shaken, and he then realized that a corpse minister had appeared beside him at some unknown time.

The disgusting tentacles were right beside him, firmly blocked by the spatial shield.

"Gurgle~!"

Master Sky Eagle swallowed hard, and then saw the space suddenly light up with silver light, transforming into constellations at a dazzling speed, the silver light shimmering.

He and Tianying were then brought to a location a hundred meters away.

"Thanks."

Bai Mo nodded slightly and continued to watch over the strategic location he was in charge of, working with the mage group to keep the rotting skeletons that wanted to approach the super-level battlefield at bay.

"My God, it's the Platinum Skull Legion!"

A scream rang out, and a hundred meters to the left, in front of another group of mages, a legion of skeletons made entirely of white sea was approaching them.

Like a giant white sail cutting through black waves, it displayed an unstoppable momentum, revealing a vast ocean of resentment and bloodlust. It was also like a dagger bringing death, its sharp aura piercing the hearts of everyone present.

Pairs of empty, crimson eyes stared intently at the group of mages blocking their way, determined to wash away the pain of death with their souls and flesh!

"Fierce Fist!"

Someone shouted out, and then a large number of fiery fists surged out, like a barrage of cannonballs, their bright flames igniting the entire night sky.

The fierce punches slammed into the oncoming platinum skeletons. These platinum skeletons were all warrior generals, their strength ranging from warrior general to commander level. They were far superior to the rotting corpse skeletons of servants.

There were a full three hundred of them, and even with numerous powerful punches, only about twenty were killed. Seeing that things were going badly, more mages began casting spells in that direction.

However, they themselves also have undead to deal with, so the help they provide is only a drop in the ocean.

Another barrage of powerful punches flew up, and high-level spells rained down, but they still couldn't kill these platinum skeletons in a short time.

Bai Mo knew that he had to stop these guys and prevent them from rushing into the super-level battlefield, otherwise it would only make it harder to kill the Ghost Tyrant and divert the super-level mages' attention.

Two high-ranking individuals were already rushing there, but it was clearly not enough. He sensed that behind these skeletons were even more powerful beings!

"Wind Spirit!"

He summoned the Wind Spirit to possess him, and as the seven silver diagrams rotated, his figure appeared in front of the mage group.

"Space Mage!"

The red-clad team leader in charge of this area frowned slightly. "Brother, thanks for coming to help. Do you have any other specializations?"

"Give me these platinum skulls."

Bai Mo said something indifferently, and under the somewhat annoyed and confused gaze of the team leader, beams of moonlight cut through space, drawing in the desolate aura of another dimension, and erecting a hundred-meter-long moon gate.

"Summoning the Beast Tide!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone behind, a thunderous roar resounded, followed by a series of giant azure lions rushing out, each possessing the strength of a great general.

The pack of purple-eyed blue lions transformed into a gigantic blue wave, no less powerful than the platinum skull sailboat, and charged fiercely towards it.

The numerous purple-eyed azure lions galloped for a full half minute before they all emerged from the summoning gate. Just when everyone thought it was the end, and that this torrent of over three hundred azure lions represented Bai Mo's full strength...

Suddenly, I felt a weight on my shoulder, and a blood-red lion the size of a small mountain flew out, its wings like dark clouds covering a large area of ​​territory.

The crimson giant lion appeared at the forefront of the blue torrent in the blink of an eye, and with a single charge, shattered the white dagger.

After releasing the beast tide, Bai Mo didn't rest. He shouted a warning, "Be careful, there's a commander hiding behind these skeletons!"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked closely and indeed found that after the dense deathly aura was shattered by the lion tide, a colossal, solitary mountain-like peak-level Bone Minister was hidden behind the Platinum Skull Legion.

"Great Commander!!" The leader in red widened his eyes and was about to send out a distress signal immediately.

"I'll deal with him, you go and guard my outpost." However, Bai Mo's voice interrupted him.

"Are you kidding me? Even if your beast horde is terrifying, how can you defeat the Grand Commander by yourself, especially since there are still so many Black Gold Skeletons that haven't been eliminated?" the red-clad leader said excitedly.

Indeed, the more than three hundred black gold skeletons were no ordinary demons. Each skeleton was capable of defeating the Purple-Eyed Azure Lion. Even with the Azure Blood Lion, the minor commander, leading the team, they were only caught off guard. It would take quite some time to completely eliminate them.

But these beast tides all require White Ink Magic Energy to exist, so how much time do they have?

Bai Mo didn't say anything more. At this moment, high-level mages from two other places also arrived. Without eliminating the Black Gold Skeleton, it would be difficult for them to fight against the peak Bone Minister.

Seven musical notes coalesced in front of Bai Mo, transforming into an ancient zither.

"Soul-soul!"

The soul-shaking sound instantly resounded for a mile in radius; even ordinary servant-level demons would be annihilated upon hearing just one sound!

These platinum skeletons, already suppressed by the beast tide, could not hold out for long. Under the soul-disrupting melody, they were powerless to resist. They were either killed by the powerful soul-disrupting sound or smashed into pieces by the lion pride!

As the song ended, the skeleton army, which had been a white ocean, was instantly reduced to a pile of bones scattered on the ground.

The peak bone minister behind him was completely exposed, and the two eyes burning with eerie ghost fire looked infinitely terrifying!

The monks on the side were utterly horrified, and even Staff Officer Zhu, who was commanding the central army, murmured in disbelief:

"Who is this? He's so powerful! Hopefully, he can hold off that peak-level Bone Minister."

"Click click click click!!"

Just then, Peak Bone Minister suddenly twisted his body, emitting a series of violent explosions. He took a step forward, raised his thick arm that reflected the gray metallic luster, and faced the Sky Blood Lion that was pouncing on him. Suddenly, countless bones in his raised hand changed, becoming a giant bone hammer, as big as a classroom!

"Bang!"

The Azure Blood Lion collided with the giant bone hammer and was completely powerless to resist. After only a slight delay, it was shot backward a hundred meters like a blood-red meteor. It barely managed to regain its footing, but its hands were already shattered.

Bai Mo took it back along with the other lions.

The strength of the Azure Sky Blood Lion had actually exceeded that of a minor commander, but it had not yet reached the level of a major commander. Unexpectedly, it was seriously injured in just one round.

After smashing the Sky Blood Lion with a single blow, the peak Bone Minister began to run, each step like a drumbeat, shaking the very soul!

"Oh no! He's charging in! Stop him!"

"He's lured another horde of skeletons here! I'll hold them off!"

"There are some here too!" Three high-ranking mages exclaimed in succession.

"I'll deal with this traitor." Bai Mo said calmly, not caring what the three people thought. As he spoke, a series of elegant star charts were already taking shape.

"Wind Whale Tail!"

Then a massive, bluish-white whale tail, composed of countless gusts of wind, slammed down from the sky in an arc, like a fish leaping. The thick tail struck the charging Peak Bone Minister with tremendous force, and the tearing wind shattered Peak Bone Minister's chest!

The immense force caused the peak-level Bone Minister to sway, lose his balance, and stop moving forward.

"It's not in the chest cavity." Bai Mo glanced at it and didn't see the undead crystal.

A high-level spell, enhanced by two types of soul winds, has surpassed the power of a high-level spell. It is not surprising that it could shatter the chest of a peak-level Bone Minister.

"Tch!" A low roar came from the mouth of the peak Bone Minister. He actually swung the giant bone hammer in his hand, which flew out of his hand in an instant and smashed towards Bai Mo like a meteor.

At the same time, the peak Bone Minister also started running towards Bai Mo.

"Time Lag Domain!"

The star map was formed in an instant, and a silver space fell down in a flash. At this moment, the spirit and will condensed into steel, firmly controlling the huge bone hammer that was striking down in this time-delayed area.

Only after a few seconds could one barely detect the movement of the bone hammer.

"Don't want it anymore? Then don't want it!"

Bai Mo said calmly, and the light from his fingertips flowed and instantly landed on the bone hammer. The giant bone hammer swerved and flew into a group of rotting corpses to the side, crushing a large number of them to death.

Just then, the peak Bone Minister approached, raised his other hand, which transformed into a hundred-meter-long giant sword, and fell majestically.

"Wind!" Bai Mo's figure flickered, leaving behind a surreal afterimage, while the real Bai Mo went to the side.

However, the peak Bone Minister seemed to sense Bai Mo's movement, and the falling bone blade deflected, continuing to slash at Bai Mo with imposing force.

"Wind grid!"

"Space Crystal Wall!"

With a thought, countless gusts of wind formed a vortex above his head, and with a wave of his hand, a spatial barrier descended, allowing Bai Mo to continue his retreat.

However, the two defenses only lasted for a breath before being shattered by the giant bone blade. The bone blade continued its attack, its imposing shadow and sharp blade light already reaching Bai Mo!

Bai Mo could already feel the cold, sharp wind slashing at his face, causing it to throb with pain.

"Instantaneous teleportation!"

A single breath was enough for him to unleash the constellation technique; silver light showered down, and Bai Mo instantly appeared above the peak Bone Minister's head.

"Wind Dragon Fang!"

A fierce wind raged, constellations shone, and a row of blue and white dragon fangs suddenly materialized, tearing down towards the head of the peak Bone Minister.

Feeling the sharp and powerful tearing force above his head, the peak Bone Minister panicked and rolled over, preferring to fall to the ground and have half of his body shattered by the Wind Dragon Fang rather than let his sturdy skull withstand the blow.

"So that's where it is." Bai Mo smiled upon seeing this.

Just then, seven enormous shadow swords fell, imprisoning the peak-level Bone Minister; reinforcements had arrived.

"Well done!" Bai Mo didn't even have time to see who it was before the silver hairpin spear suddenly appeared, pouring in like a long river of magical energy, instantly making it shine with a dazzling silver light.

Facing the fallen peak Bone Minister, Bai Mo fiercely swung the Silver Hairpin Spear. The silver spear flew out of his hand and instantly transformed into a huge silver dragon. Its massive thirty-meter-long body was shrouded in silver light, and its sharp aura tore through space!

With a clang, the massive head of the peak Bone Minister was shattered by the silver dragon.

The body, which lay on the ground like a solitary mountain, ceased its struggle completely.

"Well done!" An excited shout rang out from the command post. Staff Officer Zhu waved his hand vigorously, almost in disbelief.

In the chaotic battlefield of the high-level beings, Lu Xu, who was responsible for dealing with external threats, also stared wide-eyed. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that a high-level being could basically kill a peak Grand Commander single-handedly.

Bai Mo collected the essence of the peak Bone Minister, greeted several high-level beings who repeatedly praised him, and returned to his own place, looking towards the super-level battlefield.

In the pitch-black night, a point of golden light appeared, then burst forth in countless rays, turning the thousand-meter-long black clouds into a golden glow, with the very center being especially bright and sacred.

"Holy Decree - Demon-Slaying Sword!"

As the solemn and majestic sound of magic rang out, a golden giant sword suddenly condensed at the very center of the three thousand miles of golden clouds. Layers of invisible energy waves rippled outwards, slicing through the clouds within a hundred meters around it, revealing the night sky, with the bright moon positioned precisely at the tail of the demon-slaying sword.

A giant sword, formed entirely of golden light, stood between heaven and earth, descending from the sky and falling towards the dark figure.

Bell tower.

Many high-ranking officials from the ancient capital gathered here, including the four super-level beings who had just finished the battle of the monarchs of the North City Wall. They also brought Han Ji the news that the undead would not leave during the torrential rain.

The ancient capital is currently besieged by the undead. Although most of the people in the outer city have moved to the inner city, many are still on the road.

The outer city walls were completely destroyed by the Skeleton Dragon, and the Corpse of the Mountain Peak was also eyeing the city covetously, constantly throwing undead into the city. The undead calamity mentioned in the intelligence report had arrived!

They also need to discuss how to deal with this calamity.

"The most urgent thing is to get this damn rain off, otherwise we won't get reinforcements," Zhu Meng's powerful voice echoed throughout the attic.

"This rain is Salam's masterpiece; only the water from the Well of Vikram can disperse the rain clouds," said a man who had arrived at some unknown time. He was completely shrouded in a gray-white robe, making him difficult to see clearly.

Upon hearing this, everyone turned their attention to him, and Li Deming, the head of the Li family, asked directly:

"Where can I find Kun Well water?!"

"The reason why the rainwater in the dangerous village allows the dead to move around during the day is because the Black Church collected the Kun Well water from six dangerous villages to make the Nine Nether Dew."

The man in white cloth recounted the story in detail, and then added, "I remember that when the people of Huacun came to the ancient capital, they should have a share of the Kunjing water."

"No, their well water is with me."

Bai Mo stood next to Leng Qing and said, seeing that everyone was looking at him, he nodded slightly, "I had previously told Chairman Han about the anomalies of the Kun Well water, so after I moved the people of Hua Village to the ancient capital, I also collected the well water."

Bai Mo took out a large portion of the well water from Huacun and handed it to Han Ji.

"This amount can only last for half a day at most." Han Ji pondered for a moment. "It is more than enough to provide a safe environment for everyone to move to the inner city. However, when night falls, the undead will attack again. Sha Yuan is only three kilometers outside the city."

Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent again, then the gray-haired man spoke up, "I came here this time to find Salang, who is among you high-ranking officials. Eliminating her will surely expose the Black Vatican's conspiracy."

Upon hearing this, the dozen or so high-ranking officials from the ancient capital who were being stared at by the gray-haired figures all froze, for one of them was Salang!

A questioning gaze fell on Han Ji, who nodded slightly. "He's an assistant I invited; he can be trusted."

Immediately afterwards, he commanded the Imperial Guards to take control of all the high-ranking officials.

Just then, Mu He, hanging outside, burst into maniacal laughter, "Hahahaha, wishful thinking! Once Sha Yuan enters the ancient capital, everyone here will die, and none of you can save them! Lord Salang will use your fear to secure the throne of the gods!!"

Upon hearing this, the gray-haired man ignored his clamor and continued to reveal his information.

"The Abyss of Sha is the tomb of an ancient king. To prevent its resurrection, one must enter the Abyss of Sha."

"Isn't this suicide?" Lu Xu said. Even Lu Huan couldn't escape the Abyss of Calamity, yet they were going in.

"Only the descendants of the ancient king can enter the Abyss of Sha, and the people of Weiju Village are the descendants of the ancient king," said the gray-robed man.

Upon hearing this, Han Ji immediately sent people to find the people of Weiju Village. He brought several able-bodied men who were willing to go, as well as Fang Gu. In addition, Zhang Xiaohou brought Mo Fan along.

After consulting with everyone, Bai Mo spoke up.

"They're all too weak. Yu Mian and I possess some totem power, which should be enough to withstand the Abyss of Fiends, and we can go with them. However, this power can't be used by others."

Upon hearing this, Han Ji and the others' eyes lit up. They had considered this factor before, but hadn't mentioned it because they didn't have a better option.

If Bai Mo, a high-level mage, were to accompany them, things would undoubtedly go much more smoothly. After all, it was the tomb of an ancient king; who knew what dangers might lurk inside?

Han Ji stared at the two of them, somewhat admiring their courage, but asked again to confirm, "Are you sure?"

Bai Mo patted Leng Qing, who was holding him, to reassure her, and nodded slightly. "I wouldn't joke with my own life."

At the same time, Ding Yumin also secretly told Leng Qing about part of their plan.

"In that case, let's organize the manpower and send them to the Abyss of Fiends."

Because Leng Qing brought Jiang Feng with him this time, the super-level power in the ancient capital was greater than before. Even though a large number of ordinary people volunteered to provide cover for everyone, Yao Ting, the guardian mage who organized this operation, did not agree.

With Jiang Feng, the Flame Lord, providing cover on the outermost edge, and a large group of high-level beings led by dozens of super-level beings, rains of fire fell and ice coffins crashed down. The thick layer of undead was practically viscous paste; these high-level spells could only provide a small shelter for everyone in the endless sea of ​​undead.

The numerous super-ranked beings were the main force clearing the way. Thousands of feather blades swept past, annihilating hundreds of undead. Immediately following was a giant wind blade that could cover the horizon and be parallel to the ground. Wherever it passed, swathes of undead turned into pieces, clearing the way for everyone.

Then the Hunter King summoned a colossal beast, towering high. Where its iron hooves trod, a flat expanse was formed.

Just then, everyone suddenly saw a dark gray mountain rising abruptly from the ground, standing amidst the distant army of rotting corpses, with the sea of ​​corpses flowing like a river beneath its feet.

"The mountain corpse is coming! Block it!"

Yaoting led a group of super fighters to meet the attack.

Only Leng Qingjiangfeng and Han Ji remained in place. They broke through the sea of ​​corpses and protected the group as they continued their journey to the Abyss of Evil.

Leng Qing is already a super-level earth elementalist. Her earth elemental devouring seed has three additional effects, all of which seem to be related to defense.

Therefore, even high-level Heavenly Sand can withstand the attack of hundreds of undead.

The most powerful one was old man Han Ji, who unleashed a series of high-level plant-based spells with the flick of his finger, creating towering flower formations that resembled stadiums.

It swallowed up all the surrounding corpses.

They maintained their speed and arrived at the edge of the Abyss of Fiends.

(End of this chapter)