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

Chapter 97 The Show Begins, the Abyss of Evil Appears, Residents Evacuate

As night falls, in an authentic Shaanxi cuisine restaurant.

Song Zhong, Mo Fan, Mu Bai, Zhao Kunsan, Wang Sanpang, Zhou Min, and Su Xiaoluo sat together.

After several rounds of dishes and drinks, everyone started chatting.

"How is Zhang Xiaohou doing?"

Mu Bai, sitting to the side, was the first to ask a question.

"The little monkey is receiving treatment from Chairman Han Ji and will be fine in a couple of days."

Song Zhong coughed lightly and looked at Mo Fan, Su Xiaoluo, and the others.

"It's been over a year since we last met, Teacher Song and Da Mofan, what's your cultivation level now?"

Zhou Min, dressed in pure white, sat upright in a chair and asked with some curiosity.

"I am a high-level Fire elementalist, while Boss Song is already a peak Fire elementalist, which is a semi-forbidden spell."

Mo Fan spoke modestly, his words subtly hinting at Versailles, which made Zhou Min and the others extremely envious.

But soon, Mu Bai and the others discovered the blind spot.

"A peak fire-type user?!" Zhou Min exclaimed in surprise.

"A semi-forbidden spellcaster, my goodness, that's enough to suppress an entire city."

"By the way, Professor Song's robe looks like a member of parliament's uniform. It'll make you look good when you brag about it."

Zhao Kunsan and Wang Sanpang exchanged glances for a while, their words conveying the pleasant feeling of being sheltered under a big tree.

"Work hard in your cultivation. Now that you've embarked on the path of a mage, reaching the higher levels is your primary goal."

Song Zhong smiled slightly and offered words of encouragement to the group.

"With Teacher Song and Da Mofan here, why don't we go to the outer city wall battlefield and farm some points?"

Zhou Min suggested, and Mu Bai nodded in agreement.

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After half an hour.

"Explosion - Sky Flame Funeral - Flame Rain!"

Mo Fan unleashed a high-level spirit seed-grade spell, instantly reducing the axe-wielding corpse general to dust.

As soon as Mo Fan unleashed his high-level fire magic, he immediately attracted envious glances from everyone.

"Boss Song, the quality of these undead is just as you said, it's really good."

Mo Fan looked at Song Zhong with a look of surprise and delight on his face.

"If the quality is good, we'll brush more. Once the little monkey recovers, we can start fishing for big fish."

Song Zhong's voice was transmitted to Mo Fan's ears through sound magic, and the latter gave an OK sign in understanding.

"Let's go, let's head back home."

Song Zhong stretched and led everyone back to the outer city wall.

Three days later, at dusk, outside the north city wall.

Mo Fan had just dealt with a ferocious bone demon general when the long city road was suddenly shrouded in a huge layer of bloody light.

"Buzz!!!"

"Buzz...buzz...buzz...buzz!!!!"

The blood-red light, accompanied by the powerful sound of bells, echoed inside and outside the outer city walls, invigorating everyone present!

"What's going on?" Mo Fan asked, puzzled.

"It seems a monarch-level behemoth has appeared."

As Song Zhong gazed at the crimson light, a thought stirred within him: the real show was about to begin.

"Holy crap! My lord, Song Laoda, we're counting on you to carry us to victory!"

Mo Fan, Zhou Min, and Mu Bai looked at Song Zhong expectantly. With a powerful figure in charge, they weren't worried at all.

"Swish, swish, swish~!"

Four milky-white beams of light shot into the night sky, signaling the gathering and drawing the attention of all the mages.

Song Zhong led Mo Fan, Zhou Min, and Mu Bai towards the North Gate Tower.

The main gate tower is located at the north outer city gate. It is much larger than the corner gate tower. The tower is majestic and magnificent, standing on the city wall like a fortress!

There were many mages gathered, so many that it was almost overwhelming, but the badges on their chests showed that most of them were novice mages.

There are very few mid-level mages; most of them hold important positions.

"Please bring the mid-level and above Dharma Masters up to the city wall. The other Dharma Masters shall remain where they are and await further orders."

A loud voice rang out, echoing in everyone's ears.

So, the scattered mid-level mages ascended to a hall on the city wall. The hall was spacious, offering a clear view of the dark land outside the city.

"Is this all there is?"

A deep, gruff voice came from the top of the stairs. Iron-headed Zhu Meng came down, followed by a palace guard and a military intelligence officer.

"Greetings, Your Excellency!"

"I've met the congressman!"

Some mid-level mages immediately offered their respectful greetings.

"Councilor Song, you actually showed up here at the North City Wall? Are they your students?"

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

Zhu Meng immediately looked at Song Zhong and nodded to him.

"Yes, he's one of my students," Song Zhong nodded.

The hunters and mages watching all looked on with envy. Being a student of a councilor was a source of great pride.

"Then I'll be frank: a malevolent abyss has appeared 30 kilometers to the north!"

Zhu Meng's tone carried a slight sigh; he himself was reluctant to mention the word.

"Sha Yuan??"

"How could something like this appear so close to the city? There must be some mistake!" a hunter mage exclaimed.

"Oh my god, are we facing an undead siege?"

Everyone's faces turned deathly pale; the word seemed like a nightmare they never wanted to mention.

"As far as I know, the Abyss of Fiends has spatial unknowns. The last time the Abyss of Fiends appeared, it was more than 100 kilometers away from this city."

Several months ago, Sha Yuan appeared in the Sha Wang River region, 600 kilometers away, and three months ago, it appeared again in the Xianchi region.

Song Zhong picked up where Zhu Meng left off, his tone heavy with emotion.

Hell's Furnace, Abyss of Despair!!!

"The Abyss of Evil is getting closer and closer each time, making it hard not to worry."

The head instructor, Feijiao, spoke, his tone extremely serious.

"Three consecutive coincidences are hard not to make us think about some things."

Standing behind Zhu Meng, the usually silent military commander Lu Xu spoke up.

"Then what do we need to do?" someone asked.

"Where the Abyss of Fiends has appeared, there will be death energy. Your job is to clear out the spirits of those generals and commanders, and guard the city walls all night long," Zhu Meng said loudly.

"As long as I'm not going to investigate the Abyss of Evil, I'll be fine," one of the hunters said.

"Rest assured, Your Excellency, while we may not be able to contend with the vast Abyss of Fiends, we will certainly eradicate any undead spirits that use it to wreak havoc. This is our sacred duty as mages!"

"I'm fine with that too, I'm willing to stay up all night!"

Before he could finish speaking, Song Zhong also spoke up.

"Zhu Meng, the war of the undead is no small matter. First, evacuate the ordinary people to Anjie," Song Zhong said in a deep voice.

After the Ghost Tyrant is defeated, the catastrophe in the ancient capital will begin in full swing. If people do not evacuate in advance, countless ordinary people will be killed or injured.

"Isn't this Representative Song a bit too risky?"

Zhu Meng hesitated for a moment, knowing Song Zhong's strength.

"I have seen the dead appear during the day."

Upon hearing Song Zhong's words, the expressions of the several high-level mages present all changed.

Zhu Meng nodded and called over his chief bodyguard, Wu Pingjing, instructing him to lead men to evacuate the civilians to the Anjie area.

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