Full-Time Magister: The Jade Serpent's Three-Flower Pupil Captures Apas

Chapter 76: The Demise of the White Eagle Tribe! Honorary Councilor of Hangzhou

"Eek!!!"

The ten four-clawed demonic eagles were terrified and desperately flapped their wings, trying to escape the deadly attack from behind.

But it was completely useless.

Under the desperate gaze of the ten commander-level four-clawed demonic eagles, the deep blue double-edged longsword whistled through the air, its size constantly increasing in their pupils.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!!"

Centered on Song Zhong, who was treading in mid-air, ten deep blue flame-tailed blade marks formed in mid-air before crashing into the target!

"Pfft!" x10

Ten teeth-grinding tearing sounds rang out simultaneously.

The ten four-clawed demonic eagles, like birds struck by arrows, suddenly stiffened and then fell into freefall.

Life was cut off, and blood was everywhere.

Moreover, Song Zhong held back his strength when he struck, fearing that he might do something wrong by using too much force.

Otherwise, with the fire-type energy of the Sea Heart Flame Heaven Seed level, those commander-level four-clawed demonic eagles wouldn't even have a complete corpse left.

As these four-clawed demonic eagles were killed, their own essence and remnants emerged from their bodies.

The blue light was flashing, creating quite a lively scene.

Yes, the four-clawed demon eagles all saw their king, and the vessel containing the essence of the Silver Sky Lord was also used to hold them.

They were all very happy and gathered together.

To die alongside their king, the Silver Sky Lord, is an immense stroke of luck.

"Not bad luck."

Song Zhong examined the artifact containing the spirits of the dead. Three of the ten four-clawed demonic eagles had dropped commander-level spirit essences, which was a very high percentage.

After doing all this, Song Zhong looked at the panicked White Demon Eagle tribe.

The Great King Silver Dome Lord and the ten general-level four-clawed demonic eagles appeared quickly, but were dismissed even faster.

Undoubtedly, this is a huge and heavy blow to the White Eagle tribe.

"Gentlemen, the monarch-level and commander-level demonic eagles have been dealt with swiftly. Come, join the war!"

"Slaughter these hairy beasts who dare to invade my human city! Let them know whose territory this is!"

Song Zhong looked at the many high-level mages around him and gave them a hearty laugh, offering encouragement.

"Master Song is right! Charge! Kill! Earn merit!"

"Superficial! How could you have such thoughts? Those who invade our city, no matter how far away, will be punished!"

The mid- to high-level mages were eager to try their skills. After listening to Song Zhong's pre-battle speech, their blood was fully ignited.

"Master Song is right. This is an excellent opportunity to annihilate the White Demon Eagle tribe in one fell swoop."

Zhu Meng tugged at his beard and said firmly.

He was originally a troublesome councilor, and he hated any evil or potential threat within China, always rushing to the front lines.

The Hangzhou plague and the wrongful accusation against the totem snake had already made him lose face, and now was the perfect opportunity to make amends.

"Everyone, let's attack together!"

Military Commander Yun Feng, Judge Tang Zhong, and Judge Li Tian exchanged a glance, then each flapped their Winged Magic Tools and Wind Wings and flew into the sky.

"The Punishment of Thunder - A Mighty Strike!"

"Gates of Hellfire - Molten Core!"

"The Thousand Blades of the Wind - Thousand Leaf Wind Blade!"

"The Cry of Snow Princess - The Realm of Cloud Ice!"

Streaks of pale white lightning bolts spread out, instantly killing a large number of white demon eagles.

Then came the dark red molten fire and the wildly slicing wind blades, reaping the demonic lives of the White Demon Eagle.

The wind fanned the flames, and the fire fueled the wind's power!

And then a sudden, chilling rain, mixed with large, dark blue hailstones, fell densely from the sky!

The totem serpent was not idle either, joining forces with Song Zhong, who was flapping his pair of azure fire wings.

My name is Song Zhong. I am here to send demons to their deaths. I beseech the world to accept my fate!

"All fires submit—all directions pay homage!"

A dazzling azure flame ring appeared above Song Zhong's head, covering an area of ​​ten thousand square meters.

Four spirits of different flames appeared one after another, enveloping tens of thousands of servants and the white demon eagles of warrior level.

Azure Flame Wolf Spirit - Azure Lotus Earth Core Flame.

Milky white Flame Leopard Spirit - Fallen Heartflame.

Deep blue flame lion spirit - Sea Heart Flame.

Purple-brown Flame Dragon Spirit - Three Thousand Burning Flames.

A low-end version of the Four-Wheel Fire Technique enhanced by the power of peak control.

Pale blue, milky white, dark blue, and purplish-black each occupied a section of the sky, enveloping tens of thousands of panicked white demon eagles.

"Aww~!"

"Roar~!" x2

"Ugh!"

Then, howls of wolves and roars of leopards, along with the cries of dragons and the roars of lions, resounded simultaneously from the four directions: east, west, south, and north.

Zhu Meng and the other three high-level mages had already left the battlefield, looking at the four spirits of strange fire with sighs in their eyes.

The sky was completely transformed into a battlefield of azure and purplish-black flames, burning tens of thousands of demons!

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh~~"

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

The strange fire raged fiercely, with the power to burn mountains and boil seas.

The four celestial canopies merged into one, with a purplish-brown flame curtain obscuring the sky and sun.

Strange, soul-shaking roars swept across the battlefield for miles around, causing demon clans and tribes further away to retreat.

"Boom!!!"

Under the complex gazes of human mages and numerous demons, nearly 100,000 white demon eagles had already perished within the purplish-brown flame barrier!

Song Zhong can no longer be described as an executioner; he is simply a living demon slayer!

"Wow, we've struck it rich!"

This time, Song Zhong did not take out the Soul Vessel, but instead controlled the Fallen Heart Flame to conjure up a giant original form.

A giant, milky-white fire python, 2,500 meters long, stretched across the sky, only one size smaller than the totem black snake.

"grumble!!!"

The milky-white fire serpent opened its gaping maw and roared out a strange hiss that reached the very soul.

Then, a spectacular scene unfolded.

Under Song Zhong's gaze, the remnants of nearly 100,000 white demon eagles and a small amount of their essence gathered together like a whale sucking in water.

It transformed into a magnificent, deep blue river of spiritual energy.

Then, like all rivers flowing into the sea.

The 100,000 remnants of demonic souls and a small amount of essence were completely devoured by the Fallen Heart Flame, causing its fiery python body to grow by 250 meters out of thin air.

"Hiccup!"

Song Zhong seemed to hear the Fallen Heart Flame let out an invisible little burp, which could be considered a delicious dish.

Of course.

The Fallen Heart Flame is not a void-devouring flame. The reason it can temporarily absorb these essences is because Song Zhong used his transcendent power to temporarily seal them away.

In a couple of days, Song Zhong will be able to make use of these soul powers.

With a slight turn of his hand, Song Zhong put away the milky-white fire python.

His figure transformed into a streak of silver light and appeared directly on the western fortress wall.

"Master Song, we really owe you a lot this time."

Zhu Meng's face flushed with excitement, and he held Song Zhong's hand tightly, unwilling to let go for a long time.

"Congressman, my sexual orientation is perfectly normal."

Song Zhongwei made a slightly teasing remark, which caused everyone to burst into laughter.

After leaving some people to clean up the battlefield, Song Zhong and the others returned to Hangzhou City.

The situation was resolved satisfactorily, and Zhu Meng also reported the entire matter to the Palace Magic Association.

The very next day, Song Zhong's commendation arrived.

Song Zhong became an honorary councilor of Hangzhou and, like Zhu Meng, was nominally registered in the Former Palace.

To become a glorious, albeit potentially problematic, councilor—the kind with a salary and stipend.

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