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

Chapter 215 Forbidden Technique, Dark Soul Puppet

Mu Feng was somewhat excited.

As an inspector, he was not responsible for tasks such as guarding.

But today's event is different. His subordinates know his hobbies and told him that today's beauty appreciation event features many stunning sights that are rarely seen.

So Mu Feng came. He was a little disappointed. Although the previous dishes were quite good-looking, they were no different from the ones he had eaten before.

But then a stunningly beautiful woman in white descended from the sky, completely captivating him.

He wanted to eat her, really wanted to!

So he secretly followed, hoping to find an opportunity to mark the prey for easier hunting in the future.

Although the prey also appeared to be a high-level mage, he was clearly not very wary, and his pursuit went unnoticed.

To his even greater surprise, this prey had somehow wandered out of the official activity area for the day.

He had been searching high and low for more than ten days, and today he simply couldn't resist anymore.

Moreover, the scenery here is truly beautiful, with snow stretching from sky to earth, and a giant plum tree, thicker than a person could hug, standing proudly with its canopy spread out, creating a small world of plum blossoms.

The woman stood alone beneath the tree, surrounded by red plum blossoms and drifting white snow—a truly sacred and beautiful place, a rare and wonderful spot to enjoy a delicious meal.

Following the shadows of snowflakes and plum trees, Mu Feng licked his lips and quietly moved towards the woman in white.

"Finally couldn't resist and came out?"

A clear, melodious voice came from the woman's mouth. Although Mu Feng felt that the voice was a bit strange, he did not care and was not afraid of being discovered. He continued to stroll forward, swaggering around.

Bai Mo shifted his gaze from the plum tree in front of him, whose age was unknown, to the snowflakes swirling around him.

His vocal system was sealed, but the advanced vocal system's keen perception of sound remained, and he had long since discovered this sneaky person.

"wind!"

With a flick of his sleeve, a whirlwind, like a python's tail, lashed out at the snowflakes.

bump!

The heavy tail whip shattered a large pile of snow, and a figure emerged from the shadow of the falling snow curtain beside it.

"Little beauty, if you obediently submit to me, you can suffer less physical pain." Mu Feng's voice was unrestrained, perfectly matching the lewd and frivolous expression on his face.

As soon as Mu Feng emerged from the shadows, Bai Mo recognized him, frowned, and cursed under his breath for being troublesome, but his hands moved swiftly without slowing down.

He had nothing to say about the trial of this suspected murderer.

With a thought, a pale white wind image instantly condensed in his palm. A sudden gust of wind arose, swirling up the snow that filled the sky and covered the ground, obscuring Bai Mo's figure.

"Snow Wind Dragon!"

With palms pushed forward, the agile wind spirit responded to Bai Mo's command, the airflow roared violently, and in the blink of an eye, it stirred up countless snowflakes, which condensed into the head of a proud white dragon with flying whiskers and hair.

The white dragon, majestic and flamboyant, charged towards Mu Feng with a sharp, tearing force!

In an instant, Mu Feng sensed the power of the approaching wind dragon through the aura of the magic, and his disdain was evident in his eyes.

"How could a mere breeze harm me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, crimson ice crystals condensed around him, weaving together to form a sturdy and crystalline ice shield that blocked his way.

The enormous dragon head crashed into the blood-red ice shield, shattering it with a deafening roar. Although the ice shield also cracked, it did not break.

Bai Mo curled his lips, his figure soaring into the air, dodging the three giant shadow nails that attacked from the shadows, a flash of dark golden light in his eyes.

Where Mu Feng stood, a rock fang suddenly burst forth from the ground, its sharp spike pointing directly at Mu Feng's crotch.

Mu Feng's face turned pale instantly, and he drew the magic at the fastest speed he had ever done. A flash of silver light appeared.

A small air shield appeared instantly in the path that Rock Fang was bound to take, just as he thought of it.

However, his pitiful mental state was only able to withstand the power of the Rock Fang, which had a penetrating effect, for a moment before it shattered suddenly!

It was in that instant that Mu Feng had time to lift his foot and step back.

Sizzle—!

He escaped the calamity of being between the legs, but the rock fangs continued to grow, tearing his clothes in an instant and leaving a shallow mark on his abdomen.

"Damn it! I've changed my mind. I'll make you beg me to kill you, and I'll make sure your soul never finds peace!"

This terrifying stab instantly enraged Mu Feng, who was still somewhat playful. A dark and sinister aura suddenly rose from his body, tinged with wisps of red, as if some demon from hell was about to descend upon him! The snowflakes falling around him were stained dark red by this sudden burst of power!

"Come forth, Dark Soul Puppet!"

Mu Feng shouted, and at the same time, a dark figure that looked seven or eight parts similar to him stepped out from within his shadow.

The figure was shrouded in dark red resentment, and its pair of black, hollow eyes stared straight at Bai Mo. On its face, which seemed to devour light, an exaggerated and sinister smile spread wide.

A terrifying aura instantly swept away the wind and snow, and the plum tree, startled by its imposing and menacing power, swayed violently.

"This is a forbidden technique! How dare you!"

Bai Moli shouted, and upon seeing the dark red demonic puppet that emerged from Mu Feng's shadow, along with its overwhelming resentment and imposing aura of a junior commander, he made a judgment instantly.

Because Ding Yumin studied curse magic, and because black magic is inherently strange and evil, it is difficult to deal with without the right method. Bai Mo had read a lot of information about black magic.

One of them records a forbidden technique that can summon a Dark Soul Puppet from the Dark Dimension to possess the host, granting the host shadow-based magical abilities, the strength of which depends on the Dark Soul Puppet's cultivation level.

However, this summoning comes at a price. The initial summoning requires the lifeblood of seven mid-level dark magic mages, as well as their resentful souls.

After obtaining the Dark Soul Puppet, it requires a resentful human soul to be offered to it every month. To increase the Dark Soul Puppet's power, more souls are needed, and for even faster increases, specific human souls are required!

This is a method of complete self-destruction, and therefore it is strictly forbidden to practice.

The Dark Soul Demon Puppet in front of us has already reached the level of a minor commander, so at least 343 humans have been brutally murdered by it!

Who knows how many more people have been implicated and harmed? He didn't believe that Mu Feng was using the lives of death row inmates.

Even if it involves the life of a death row inmate, it is unacceptable. To cultivate forbidden techniques by using human lives is to cross the line. Whether one is guilty or innocent is only a matter of fifty or a hundred steps!

"Hahahaha, you know now? Too late!" Mu Feng burst into wild laughter, spreading his arms to reveal his true third system.

"Psychedelic Radiance!"

Then, beams of golden light were unleashed by him, disappearing into the surrounding area.

This psychedelic glow is a small application of light magic, serving as an illusion. It can obscure the general view of an area, allowing him to safely use his high-level powers here without being discovered by those below the mountain.

The Dark Soul Puppet, leaving a trail of blood-red ink, rushed towards Bai Mo at high speed, its hands transforming into demonic claws, tearing fiercely at his chest.

Bai Mo's eyes narrowed, leaving behind a phantom-like afterimage that was torn apart by the Dark Soul Demon Puppet. His true form appeared behind the arrogant Mu Feng.

With a flick of his wrist, a pale blue wind blade wreathed in snowflakes suddenly materialized and swiftly slashed towards Mu Feng's neck.

"Hmph! A petty trick." Mu Feng sneered disdainfully, and a golden shield of light instantly condensed in the path of the incoming wind blade.

At the same time, Mu Feng pointed at Bai Mo, and six or seven ice chains, like ice snakes, suddenly rose from the white snow-covered ground and were about to wrap around Bai Mo's legs in the blink of an eye.

"Soar into the air!" Feeling his ankles about to freeze, the biting cold made it impossible to move his feet. A blue light flashed in Bai Mo's eyes, and he suddenly transformed into a pale white gust of wind, rising upwards.

They dodged the tearing attacks of the Dark Soul Puppet that stealthily approached from the shadows, as well as the binding force of the blood-red ice locks on the ground.

"A level five wind track?!" A hint of doubt flashed in Mu Feng's eyes, followed by extreme vigilance. He took out a crystal the size of a human head, pouring all his light-elemental magical energy into it at an unleashed speed. His voice was cold and ruthless.

"I won't let you escape!"

Then, the crystal, the size of a human head, was suddenly thrown into the sky by Mu Feng. Immediately afterwards, a ball of white light exploded, and the curtain of light that fell down opened like a curtain, enclosing an area of ​​about one mile in radius.

It was clearly visible that as the light curtain was drawn back, the snowflakes that were drifting around the area gradually disappeared, and a white ink cloud dancing in the air became exceptionally clear.

Bai Mo wanted to leave before the light screen closed, as fighting Mu Feng in his current state would be very difficult.

But on the ground, the Dark Soul Puppet, like a wisp of dark smoke or a ghostly shadow, soared straight up, staining countless snowflakes with ink, and attacked at an extremely fast speed!

Its hands had become sharp claws; once caught, they could scrape off a large chunk of flesh.

Bai Mo is currently in a wind-like state, and his speed is not as fast as the Dark Soul Puppet. Although he has no physical form, he dares not be hit by this fierce tearing attack. Otherwise, he would suffer even more serious damage, which is the same principle as Shadow Step.

"Heavy Light Shield!"

In an instant, his figure appeared in mid-air, a pale golden shield appearing before the Dark Soul Puppet and blocking its path.

Clang!

With a sharp bang, Bai Mo felt as if he had been hit by a truck traveling at full speed. An extremely strong impact traveled through his shield, up his arm, and throughout his body.

He was thrown backward uncontrollably, his whole body numb from the enormous impact. The Dark Soul Puppet's attack was blocked, and he chased after Bai Mo in the direction Bai Mo was flying. His pair of pitch-black claws, covered in a bloody glow, mercilessly tore at Bai Mo's chest again.

"Void Illusion Armor!"

In such a short time, basic and intermediate magic could not help him get out of his predicament. In an instant, a set of magnificent and majestic silver armor covered his entire body.

"Clang clang!!"

One blow after another, the Dark Soul Puppet, relying on the shadows cast by the last snowflakes still swirling in the air, struck Bai Mo with a speed that rivaled flight! It sent him flying up and down like a tattered sack, looking utterly pathetic.

But it only left graffiti on the Void Armor, like chalk marks on a blackboard.

Mu Feng also noticed that Bai Mo's armor and magic tools seemed to be very high-end. Even with the strength of the Dark Soul Demon Puppet, it couldn't even break through the defense. So he set up the Frozen Coffin, which was located above Bai Mo's head.

"Let's see how long your turtle shell can protect you!"

Bai Mo raised an eyebrow. Originally, he intended to let the Dark Soul Puppet attack him to buy time for Leng Qing and the others to arrive. In any case, his armor, being a minor commander, couldn't cause any damage, and the impact wasn't even very strong.

But now it seems that won't work; Mu Feng can't afford to delay.

The large patch of crimson ice that had condensed in the sky was undoubtedly a spirit seed. With the power of high-level magic, even if it didn't kill him, it would freeze him into an ice sculpture!

"The Frozen Coffin!"

A loud chanting sounded, and suddenly a loud bang echoed from the sky as a giant blood-red ice coffin plummeted towards Bai Mo.

"wind!"

Bai Mo let out a loud shout in an instant, and seven pale white star charts surrounded him in the blink of an eye. Countless pale white clouds condensed into a pair of enormous wind wings. With a slight flap, they drew long wind trails, dodging the frozen coffin. The wind wings flashed and the gale they generated slammed into the Dark Soul Demon Puppet behind them, directly stopping its pursuit.

Upon hearing Bai Mo's clear, authoritative shout, Mu Feng was momentarily stunned, his eyes widening as he demanded, "You're a man!"

"Wipe your dog eyes clean! I'm the most beautiful woman in the world!"

Bai Mo let out a cold shout, swooped down from the sky, his figure reversed, and the wind wings on his back instantly straightened, solidified more than steel, like a giant cleaver, and slashed down sharply towards Mu Feng's head.

The gust of wind brought a knife-like pain, and Mu Feng's expression changed drastically. He could only summon a set of earthen-yellow heavy armor.

With a clang, the sharp wind cut a long gash in Mu Feng's armor. The wind carried the power of the Origin Soul Wind, which disturbed the mind and directly caused Mu Feng, who had little spiritual power, to lose his ability to draw magic. And this was not the end.

Then Bai Mo twisted his body, bringing with him another huge wind-wing blade, and slashed at Mu Feng, who was staggering backward from the previous blow, with an even more ferocious posture.

At the same time, the wind-patterned ring on his finger flashed, and a strange pattern was imprinted on the wind wings. Instantly, the power of this slash doubled!

This attack was exceptionally fierce and swift. Mu Feng knew that his ordinary-quality magical armor could not withstand it, but at this moment, his soul was disturbed by the power of the attack spirit contained in the Wind Slash, and he had no time to draw a spell.

Therefore, he could only desperately turn around and use the intact side of his Dark Rock Armor to withstand the fierce wind slash.

clang!!

Another violent collision and cutting sound rang out, and Mu Feng, who had turned his back, was sent flying by the attack, followed by another mental attack.

"The Xun Sword!"

Just then, Bai Mo spun around again, and the two wind wings that had already partially dissipated were now under his control, shooting out like two wind swords with a swift sound that made the air scream!

Then, two tall wind swords appeared. One pointed forward, aiming directly at Mu Feng who was flying backward, while the other pointed backward, crashing into the Dark Soul Demon Puppet coming head-on!

(End of this chapter)