Full-Time Magister: Summoning Agumon at the Start

Chapter 322 Instantly Kills the Dark Sword Master

"Damn it, another sneak attack!"

Lin Chen cursed angrily and tried to move aside, but found that his body was firmly locked by the sword.

"MetalGreymon!"

Lin Chen shouted and quickly arranged the star trails, summoning MetalGreymon from the Digital World.

The moment MetalGreymon appeared, its mechanical left arm, made of metal, swung forward, deflecting the massive hilt that the Dark Sword Master was slashing at.

The moment everyone outside saw MetalGreymon, their pupils widened and their faces were filled with shock.

"A monarch-level creature! This kid can actually summon a monarch-level creature!" Shero was utterly shocked.

Then, as if remembering something, his expression turned grim, and he said, "Since he can summon monarch-level creatures, why didn't he summon them sooner? That way, so many of us wouldn't have died."

"He's just a high-level mage, and summoning a monarch-level creature must not be an easy task. Besides, he's already done enough for us," said Advisor Fenner.

Fenner stood outside the dark arena, her gaze fixed on Lin Chen and MetalGreymon within. She finally breathed a sigh of relief. This duel was supposed to be hers, but instead, a student mage had to take her place. Fortunately, the student mage was quite skilled.

In the Dark Duel Arena, the Dark Sword Master saw his attack so easily blocked by MetalGreymon, and the disdain in his eyes slowly turned into seriousness. This was an opponent he needed to take seriously.

"cut!"

The Dark Sword Master squeezed his legs together, and the ghost horse let out a sharp neigh. Its strong limbs strided forward, and a blood-red energy shield appeared around the ghost horse as it charged forward at a terrifying speed.

As Guima charged towards the Mechanical Tyrannosaurus, it suddenly raised its forelegs, its entire body forming an astonishing angle with the ground. At the same time, the Dark Sword Master gripped his greatsword tightly with both hands, raised it high, and delivered a heavy blow to the Mechanical Tyrannosaurus that was blocking its path and Lin Chen's way, cleaving it down directly.

MetalGreymon stretched its left arm forward and collided with the giant sword that the Dark Sword Master swung down, producing a loud "boom".

As time passed, a hint of shock flashed in the Dark Sword Master's eyes. It never expected its powerful attack to...

It was blocked so easily by the other side.

"!"

MetalGreymon roared and swung its left arm forward, sending the Dark Sword Master and his horse flying nearly a hundred meters before crashing heavily to the ground.

"MetalGreymon, don't waste any more time, just take it out in one go." Seeing that the Dark Sword Master was no match for MetalGreymon, Lin Chen gave the order.

MetalGreymon nodded, flapped its six tattered wings on its back, rose into the sky, locked its gaze on the spot where the Dark Sword Master had crashed down, and opened the two launch pods on its chest.

"Ultimate Destruction Cannon!"

Two shells were ejected from the launch chamber, tracing a perfect arc before striking the Dark Sword Master with pinpoint accuracy.

"boom!"

With a deafening explosion, a mushroom cloud shot into the sky, the dark contract surrounding the area began to slowly disappear, and the towering dark arena barrier also vanished. Except for the area where the ground had sunk more than ten meters, the area had returned to its previous state!

"This—this—this is it??!!!" The super-rank mage Shero stared at the dissipating dark arena, his inner shock fully displayed on his somewhat dazed face.

At their speed of combat, I might not even have time to cast a single high-level spell before the battle is over.

Is this the level of skill a player should have when participating in the National Championship?

Isn't this just making the national team players from other countries just there for show?

"All soldiers, listen to my command! Slay all the Wrathful Sword Servants with me!!!" Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fenner mustered his courage, raised his head, and roared out his voice from his chest.

"MetalGreymon, go help them!" Lin Chen shouted from the ground.

MetalGreymon flapped its wings and appeared in the sky above the pyramid with a "whoosh," letting out a roar that resounded throughout the heavens and earth towards the undead below.

As the roar spread, a powerful dragon aura emanated from the Mechanical Tyrannosaurus Beast, enveloping the nearby undead and causing them to momentarily freeze in motion, their movement slowing down several times over.

The military mages, led by Staff Officer Fenner, were already advancing with unstoppable momentum. Now that the undead were moving more slowly, their advance became even faster.

"call out!"

Suddenly, a white light burst forth in the distant sky, followed by one after another.

A white light shot into the sky and struck the eerie and malevolent pyramid with fury!

A mirage is just a mirage; when real light shines through, the entire pyramid appears ethereal and hazy.

A hazy, distorted light mingled with the towering pyramid as it slowly vanished in the white light, along with the malevolent glow that could have stained the moon crimson…

Without the ghostly glow emanating from the pyramid's phantom image, the spirits scattered across this land immediately began to scatter like fish out of water, frantically searching for a suitable place to rest, no longer competing with humans for the same territory.

"We won!!"

"It's finally over!!"

"We've won! We've won!!"

Countless military mages were moved to tears.

Staff Officer Fenner stood on high ground, watching the black undead recede like a tide, and seeing the war finally subside. His tense heart finally relaxed, and he couldn't help but collapse and kneel on the ground.

"Your blood was not shed in vain, we—we won!!" Staff Officer Fenner whispered. The current outcome was the best possible explanation for the sacrificed mages.

After the MetalGreymon that had flown back was returned to the Digital Space, the surrounding military mages swarmed forward and surrounded Lin Chen.

For them, winning a war led by a monarch-level creature is no less significant than Lin Chen and other members of the National Team participating in the World National Team Tournament and achieving a respectable result.

They were not afraid of making sacrifices, but they were afraid that their sacrifices would be meaningless, and Lin Chen helped them realize that meaning.

"Lin Chen, I didn't expect you to be so much stronger than I imagined." Ai Jiangtu squeezed next to Lin Chen and said, his face also beaming with excitement.

Winning the battle is an honor they can boast about for a lifetime. It won't be long before they are recognized by the World Magic Association, which will be a huge boost to these promising young mages!

Fenna walked to Lin Chen's side, her face still wet with tears: "Thank you so much, you will be an honored guest in our Egyptian city of Pushini!"