Full-Time Magister: Crimson Lion, the Strongest Divine Soul!

Chapter 101 The Two Hostages, Everything is Under Control

"Come on, continue your hunt!"

Li Xuan's voice echoed in the square, carrying a casual, teasing tone.

Just then, a black shadow appeared and disappeared at the edge of the divine fire.

The craftsman reappeared, a hint of surprise on his face.

Clearly, they hadn't expected Li Xuan's fire element to be so powerful.

However, his eyes were filled with more excitement, as if he had met a worthy opponent.

"Li Xuan, you have indeed impressed me. However, you are not qualified to kill me!" the lowly craftsman sneered.

Immediately, a black split axe appeared silently behind Li Xuan.

"There's no need for such petty tricks."

Li Xuan didn't turn his head back. The flames behind him seemed to have eyes, instantly burning the suddenly appearing Crack Axe Ghost Minister to death.

"Then let's try this trick!"

The next moment, the craftsman disappeared again, and only a face with an extremely eerie smile gradually appeared, from blurry to clear, until it was impossible to distinguish between the real and the fake.

It looked down at Li Xuan, who appeared tiny in the square!

"Dark Mask!"

The enormous smiling face mask became three-dimensional, lunging at Li Xuan like a ghost.

A series of bursts of laughter assaulted Li Xuan's mind, and a sense of fear spread throughout his body!

Li Xuan himself is fearless; what he fears is the departure of those close to him.

The fear of the dark amplifies this emotion!

"Tsk tsk, this kind of magic, I have to say, I really admire you."

Li Xuan was completely unaffected, looking at the mask with a smile.

This kind of magic has no real destructive power; it breaks down people's psychological defenses, causing them to lose their will to fight.

Even under such claustrophobia and the amplified consequences of grief, one might lose the will to live...

Unfortunately, this was not the case for Li Xuan, whose spiritual realm had reached the mid-seventh stage.

Falsehoods are meaningless.

"You can't do anything to me even with this? You're really troublesome!" The craftsman's voice rang out again.

This time, he dared not hold back at all and went all out.

Black mud reappeared around Li Xuan, and countless strange figures emerged from it. These figures were all Li Xuan's own shadows!

Every shadow, regardless of height or build, was exactly the same as Li Xuan.

They even had a face similar to Li Xuan's, but it was shrouded in black smoke.

"Don't embarrass yourself by showing such disgusting things."

"Fire is coming!!"

Li Xuan grew impatient, and the six fire rings behind him instantly erupted with world-destroying flames.

The eerie figures formed from Li Xuan's shadow emitted a sharp, piercing howl the moment they came into contact with the world-destroying fire.

Then, like melting ice and snow, it quickly twisted and dissipated in the high temperature.

Their bodies were scorched by the flames, turning into wisps of black smoke that merged into the rolling heatwave, leaving only the lingering smell of burnt food in the air.

The black swamp, scorched by the flames of destruction, transformed into wisps of black mist that rose into the air.

The mist was quickly dispersed and disappeared without a trace under the impact of the fire waves.

"How is this possible..." The craftsman's voice was filled with shock and disbelief.

When did they figure it out?!

Throughout his many years as an assassin, even those with higher cultivation levels than him never understood this before they died.

But the person in front of him had discovered his secret.

"I knew from the beginning that your magic was shadow chaos; I just wanted to use you to stretch my muscles."

Li Xuan explained to the other party without caring at all.

"You must die!" the craftsman said coldly.

"Unfortunately, you can't do it." Li Xuan held up one finger and shook it, exuding unparalleled confidence.

After saying this, he once again manipulated the black mud pool, scorching it until it dried up, cracked, and even turned it into ashes.

At this moment, the lowly craftsman's figure was completely exposed to the air, and there was nothing around him to provide for his concealment.

"Do you think you've won?"

The craftsman's face still wore that cunning and confident expression.

"I can't believe I lost!" Li Xuan said sarcastically, letting go of Li Xuan's hands.

At this moment, it's impossible to tell who the killer is and who the hunter is.

"Look over there, and you'll regret not killing me sooner!" The lowly craftsman pointed to Li Xuan's rear, his tone laced with sarcasm.

Suddenly, a few drops of black mud seeped into the radiant barrier, and two black silhouettes stood up on their own.

Holding a bayonet against the necks of Mu Ningxue and Mu Nujiao, he grinned at Li Xuan with a chilling and sinister smile!

"Oops, I completely forgot about that move." Li Xuan scratched his head, feigning distress, then asked, "Tell me, how do you plan to use it?"

His eyes were still full of mockery, as if he wasn't the one being threatened at all.

"You must kill yourself now, or they will all die!"

The craftsman was completely oblivious to the other person's gaze and simply laughed maniacally.

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It seems that the overall situation is now settled.

"Can I choose the second one?" Li Xuan asked cautiously.

"There will be no second one!" the craftsman said coldly.

The shadow hand formed a blade, about to stab the two women in the chest.

That spot was clearly capable of piercing their hearts; a single blow would have been fatal.

"I think so! That is to kill you!" Li Xuan dropped the pretense and laughed, his expression full of disdain.

The moment those words were spoken, a head flew into the air.

It is indeed the work of the humble craftsman!

The headless body swayed a few times before collapsing to the ground with a thud, raising a cloud of dust.

At the same moment, the two black silhouettes that had been threatening Mu Ningxue and Mu Nujiao turned into wisps of black smoke and drifted away.

Mu Ningxue and Mu Nujiao breathed a sigh of relief, their faces still bearing the bitterness of being unable to move.

But seeing that Li Xuan was safe and sound, they all showed relieved expressions.

Li Xuan clapped his hands, as if he had just casually resolved a trivial matter.

"Why do you think you weren't burned? That's ridiculous."

He was able to detonate the clown on the first attack.

He's just a shadow mage who changes position by following a set order.

Anyone who gets even a tiny spark of fire will die!

At this moment, the square was silent, with only the crackling sound of the burning flames.

Passersby were already terrified by the fierce battle and scattered in all directions.

The entire square was deserted, with only Li Xuan, Mu Ningxue, and Mu Nujiao remaining.

Li Xuan turned around and walked towards Mu Ningxue and Mu Nujiao, his face still showing casualness and confidence.

It was as if the life-or-death battle he had just experienced was nothing more than a daily pastime for him.

"Brother Xuan, are you alright?" Mu Nujiao went up to him and asked with concern.

Her voice was still trembling, clearly she hadn't fully recovered from the shock she'd just experienced.

Mu Ningxue also came over. She looked at Li Xuan quietly, her eyes full of apology.

It seems that because he couldn't help at all, he even became a tool for the enemy to blackmail Li Xuan.

"I'm fine," Li Xuan replied to Mu Nujiao first, then pulled Mu Ningxue into his arms.

"Don't blame everything on yourself. This crisis was intentional on my part. Blame me if you must."

Li Xuan spoke with an unquestionable tone to the two stunningly beautiful women in his arms, each with a distinct style.

"Um"

The overwhelming masculine energy made both women feel weak and their minds became chaotic.

(End of this chapter)