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

Chapter 64 The Rain Breaks and the Sky Dawns

The Soul-Splitting Wind Wolf is not an ordinary warrior like the Three-Eyed Demon Wolf. It has stronger explosive power, faster speed, a body that is no less than that of the Three-Eyed Demon Wolf, and the power of the gale.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!!"

As the wind howled, Little Wind Spirit, upon hearing Bai Mo's instruction, instantly conjured a whirlwind. The wind energy shifted around it, transforming it into the five-meter-tall Flying Divine Beast with a bird's head and a deer's body, like a god or demon carrying a storm, and directly crashed into the Soul-Splitting Wind Wolf.

Facing the chaotic, swirling wind, the emerald eyes of the Soul-Splitting Wind Wolf remained indifferent, as if a trace of disdain had flashed across the eyes of a cold-blooded god of death; it too was the king of the wind.

So he had to use his abilities to manipulate the wind and teach the little guy in front of him a lesson.

As it ran, more and more winds gathered around it, dancing and swirling. But it soon discovered that most of the gales were controlled by the strange beast that was entirely composed of wind.

However, the Soul-Splitting Wind Wolf was not alarmed. How could a mere pseudo-beast made of wind dare to compete with its physical strength!

The distance of over fifty meters was covered in the blink of an eye.

The wind spirit's beastly iron body, formed from endless wind breath, collided with the Soul-Splitting Wind Wolf's body, which was even stronger than steel.

"boom!!!!!"

Two storms, one large and one small, were brought together by two raging behemoths, colliding to form an even larger vortex of wind that swept outwards with overwhelming force and momentum.

A fierce wind swept across the ground, leaving countless marks like swords and blades, stirring up clouds of dust. The gale whipped cars away, snapped trees, and pushed everything around it, violently collapsing several buildings.

Bai Mo skillfully dodged the surging aftershocks of the battle thanks to his control over the wind.

But then the wind, which had been gradually weakening, started to pick up again.

At the center of the whirlwind, the Wind Spirit did not gain the upper hand in its collision with the Soul-Splitting Wind Wolf. Its hard body, constructed from high-speed wind, was not as heavy as a real flesh and blood body.

Thus it dispersed directly into invisible wind, truly unleashing the unparalleled wind control ability of the Wind Spirit.

The aftershocks of the battle were transformed into giant, swirling darts.

The three-meter-long wind dart spun, carrying a sharp edge, tearing through the air as it hurtled towards the Soul-Splitting Wind Wolf before it.

The Soul-Splitting Wind Wolf knew its control over the wind was inferior to that of the unpredictable creature before it. Facing the incoming wind darts, it immediately began to run. Transforming into streaks of afterimages, it rushed towards Bai Mo. This thing was clearly summoned by that human; all it needed to do was kill that human!

However, how could Feng Ling let him have his way? The speed of the wind darts increased even more, directly catching up with the Soul-Splitting Wind Wolf.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!!"

Faced with a life-threatening attack, the Soul-Splitting Wind Wolf's azure fur flashed, and it suddenly accelerated, dodging all the wind slashes.

One after another, powerful, tearing slashes struck the ground, sending up flying dirt and rocks, leaving deep cuts.

With a sudden burst of power, the Soul-Splitting Wind Wolf appeared in front of Bai Mo in an instant, raising its thick wolf claws with malice and smugness in its eyes, and brought them down on the tiny human in front of it.

However, it found that its claws just wouldn't land.

The silver light in Bai Mo's eyes shone brightly as he stared directly at the Soul-Splitting Wind Wolf before him. A slight tremor was heard in the space, and an invisible hand grasped the Soul-Splitting Wind Wolf's claws, lifting it up and suspending it in mid-air before slamming it hard to the ground.

boom!!!!

With a deafening roar, rocks flew through the air, and another deep crater appeared on the ground, even deeper than the one created by the force of the wind-blown cyclone crashing down.

"Hmm~"

Feng Ling flew to Bai Mo's side and saw that the body of the Soul-Splitting Wind Wolf had been smashed and twisted in a strange way, with white bones protruding from its body and blood gushing out in large spurts. The wolf, which was already on the verge of death, let out a mocking snort.

A condensed and powerful wind arrow pierced its head, completely destroying it.

After eliminating the general who had ambushed him, he slew demons along the way and found two more caves to destroy. When he arrived at the third cave, he discovered that there were already official mages there.

He realized that Lingling must have told them the news, and he only had 30% of his magic power left. So Bai Mo rode the wind and flew towards Anjie.

Just as they arrived at the bridge near Anjie, they saw a figure riding on a ghost wolf beast talking to Mo Fan. Not far from them, two black beast demons were rapidly approaching.

"That's quite a coincidence." Bai Mo chuckled and arrived above the group in the blink of an eye at an even faster speed.

"Bai Mo! Quick, this Bai Yang is from the Black Vatican!"

Having dodged a strike from a ghost wolf's claw, Mo Fan, with his sharp eyes, noticed the anomaly in the air and immediately shouted.

"I know!" Bai Mo replied calmly, then reached out and grabbed the two troublesome black beast demons, smashing them hard against the ghost wolf beast.

The three demons crashed into each other, leaving them a bloody mess. A sword shadow flashed by, and with Bai Yang's cry of pain, the Youlang Beast died instantly. The two Black Beasts had already died from their brains splattered in the previous collision.

Bai Mo glanced at the stunned crowd, grabbed Bai Yang, and headed into the Anjie realm.

Zhan Kong and his group hadn't retreated here; they were clearly still fighting in Xuefeng Mountain, and a steady stream of people were entering from the outside. These people were the foundation of Bo City. The Magic Association was directing all sides. Bai Mo arrived at the command center, directly identifying himself as Bai Yang, and told them to handle the situation themselves.

He then found Lingling, greeted her, and told her to go back and rest. He then began to meditate to recover.

The sound of the rain was deafening, sounding to those within the safe zone like thunderous war drums, though the shouts of battle accompanied by the war drums were far away on the snow-capped mountains, hundreds of miles away.

The sky turned fiery red, enveloping a mountain range. Rolling water vapor rose from the surrounding sky. Zhan Kong raised his hands high, facing the wolves that covered the mountains and fields. Even though he knew he couldn't stop them all, he would still kill seven or eight of them.

The raging flames of the heavens, imprisoned by the rain, rolled down, all landing on the Soul-Splitting Wind Wolves below. These wolves, composed entirely of warriors, were like a sharp, heavy cone; with them there, the battered city gates could not withstand them.

Therefore, Zhan Kong unleashed all his magic upon them, but there were simply too many warriors, and even the high-level Heavenly Flame Funeral could not wipe them out in one go.

They were wearing down Zhan Kong. Whenever the Heavenly Flame Funeral approached, the Soul-Splitting Wind Wolves would use their speed to dodge. Not every flame could land on them. They gathered wind power to extinguish the flames on their bodies, as if they did not see their kin who had been burned to death. They coldly trampled them into mud and attacked the city gate once again.

Above the city gate, Leng Qing stood tall and straight, her eyes, like solitary stars, radiating a stone-like color, with gray-white petrifying power surging forward in patches and clumps.

The flowing wind, the falling rain, the trees in the mountains.

Those demons below the city walls, those clinging to the ramparts, those relentlessly advancing, were all transformed into statues by the powerful petrifying force. Then they were crushed by the demons following behind.

However, with so many demons attacking at once, including many powerful warriors, even with Leng Qing's masterful high-level magic and profound cultivation, he could not hold them off for long as time passed and the demons surged forward wave after wave.

Fortunately, they weren't the only ones fighting; most of the military mages guarding Bo City were here.

Although there were only a few mid-level spells, Fierce Fist Ice Lock, Thunderous Rock Barrier, and Stormy Wind Disc could still provide some resistance to these demons. More importantly, there were the majority of low-level mages. Although their individual spells couldn't cause much damage, when combined, they could create an effect similar to high-level spells.

The military mages and hunters fighting here had no idea how long they had been fighting; they simply kept exhausting their mana, then going down to replenish it, only to exhaust it again.

Some succumbed to exhaustion and fell from the city walls, while others were unfortunately overrun by demons. But two upright figures, one in the sky and one on the wall, did not retreat, nor would they. Every second they held on meant more lives could be saved for those in the city behind them, and among them, perhaps, were their beloved ones.

Leng Qing stared at the demons below. She couldn't understand how these wolf demons could keep charging forward without a leader or command!

The dense star lines intertwined once more, skillfully constructing a brown starlight throne, and Leng Qing's eyes once again shone with a greyish-white petrifying light.

His gaze remained unchanged throughout the ages, continuing to look at the rain curtain and the wolf pack beneath it.

Something seemed to break through the rain and head towards the city gate. Just as she was about to spread her petrifying power over it, she saw that familiar figure.

He was surrounded by a bluish-white gust of wind, and not a single drop of rain fell on him. In the blink of an eye, Bai Mo rode the wind past the howling wolves and stood on the city wall next to Leng Qing.

"Why are you here?"

Leng Qing glanced at him, then turned her attention back to the wolf pack below. Her petrifying power swept over them, and stone sculptures took shape, forming a stone wall that blocked the demonic wolves behind them.

Bai Mo also looked in that direction. The petrified statue could only block the light for a moment before being easily shattered. A silver light gleamed in his eyes, and he said casually:

"Let me help you, Sister Leng Qing. Why don't you go and rest for a while?"

As they spoke, large patches of blood suddenly bloomed in the swaying rain, all of them crushed to death by Bai Mo's spatial power. The flesh and blood of the dead one-eyed demon wolves covered a large area of ​​the open ground, and the torrential rain couldn't wash it away completely in time.

"Finally, this looks like something's starting to look like this. I'm here for you."

As Leng Qing spoke, she was also somewhat surprised by Bai Mo's strength. Just as she was about to warn him to be careful, her eyes narrowed and a dozen or so Soul-Splitting Wind Wolves charged over in a group.

She quickly turned her gaze in that direction, and petrification power surged forth. However, how could a dozen warriors be petrified in such a short time?

"I'll hold them off!" Bai Mo said, and in the blink of an eye, seven star lines connected to form a star map, and the tremors in space continued to resound.

"Spatial Rhythm!"

A silver space, thirty meters long, suddenly rose up in front of the group of Soul-Splitting Wind Wolves, like a city wall.

"Time lag!"

However, this city wall had no strength or resistance, and they easily broke through it.

Upon entering this space, the Soul-Splitting Wind Wolf felt an endless spatial pressure binding it, making every movement laborious and slow. The next location was so close yet still inaccessible, with a dense, petrifying energy acting on its body.

However, this is just an appetizer.

"Qian Yuan!"

Streaks of bluish-white light swept by like the wind, quickly forming a graceful and beautiful bluish-white star map that surrounded Bai Mo. The rich aura of wind stirred the rain into mist, and Bai Mo raised his hands slightly.

"Windbreaker!"

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh~~~~~~~~~~~~~!

Countless winds, along with water, formed a colossal tornado that was twice the height of the city gate, stretching to the sky. Its thick and slender body covered a hundred meters, trapping all the Soul-Splitting Wind Wolves in that space within the tornado.

The raging hurricane tore at the clouds, shredding them and whipping up endless rain. Countless plants and trees were blown away by the wind, and the one-eyed wolves around were uncontrollably pulled into the wind disk by the powerful suction, thrown high into the air, and crashed to the ground somewhere unknown.

The mages on the city wall all stared at the enormous wind conduit. The spatial power within the conduit had already dissipated, and more than a dozen Soul-Splitting Wind Wolves were constantly ramming against it, attempting to destroy it.

However, they often ended up with their heads smashed and bleeding. The Heavenly Net Wind contracted, and the Soul-Splitting Wind Wolves, unable to hold their shape any longer, were swept away into the sky one by one, their flesh and blood blown apart by the gale, and then they were slammed to the ground.

"Very good." Leng Qing said indifferently, his eyes sweeping over the seven or eight Soul-Splitting Wind Wolves that were half-crippled but not yet dead, turning them into stone one by one.

Suddenly, her gaze turned to another corner of the sky, where a huge roc was soaring down from the southeast, carrying three people on its back.

Magnificent constellations appeared around them. Majestic magical sounds echoed down from above.

"The Frozen Coffin!"

"Silent Thunder Death Ray!"

"Light rained down, covering the ground!"

Instantly, various magical lights scattered across the sky, and white ice transformed into a giant coffin, freezing all the surrounding raindrops before crashing down!

A massive, raging pillar of purple lightning pierced through a hundred meters, intertwining to form an even larger thunderstorm that annihilated a large number of demons!

The golden arrows of light were denser than raindrops, piercing through hordes of demons and leaving behind a trail of mangled limbs.

In an instant, the demons that had previously blocked the entire Xuefeng Pass suddenly cleared a large area, and the mages' morale soared.

Leng Qing also breathed a sigh of relief. She recognized the three people on the roc and said, "They're from the Inquisition!"

"Our military has arrived too." Zhan Kong landed beside him at some point, pointing to a large group of solemn mages standing on the Sky Eagle to the west.

They arrived silently, yet in an instant.

Unleash even more magical attacks to annihilate the demons besieging the mountain.

The city gates slowly opened, and the mages inside launched a counterattack.

Bai Mo also breathed a sigh of relief, remembering that Lingling had said when he arrived that most of the people in Bo City had been safely evacuated into Anjie, and now the reinforcements had arrived.

He could finally relax. He had been here for almost half a year and hadn't been back to Shanghai for a long time.

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