Master Changsheng

Chapter 142, Page 139: The New Era Mage

"Soon!"

"It'll be soon!"

Hang in there!

As Will Bucklin desperately ran away, he kept encouraging himself, and the robe he had been wearing to cover himself had disappeared.

The body, half human and half skeleton, was clearly visible.

His body, half human, was riddled with holes. If Will Bucklin hadn't possessed necromancy, these injuries alone would have killed him.

The seven-colored heart, unique to the [Wanderer], has lost its luster and become dull and lifeless.

When it jumps, it's like a frail old man, with little strength.

It seemed as if it was about to stop beating.

At that moment, Will Bookering had only one belief: to rush into the desert.

It was as if the desert was his only refuge, and this was the last order Donglin secretly gave to Will...

"The desert is a place of salvation."

As Will-Bucklin drew closer to the tunnel, the light in his eyes grew ever brighter.

In Dong Lin's script, Will Bucklin should have entered the desert, not been rescued, but instead been killed.

Then, the spirit beastman, having trespassed into the desert, fought against the powerful figure who broke through the 'Cage of the Dead,' helping Donglin test that powerful figure's strength.

If that powerful figure hadn't been An Kai, but another desert dweller, Donglin's plan would have had a 99% chance of success.

Unfortunately, no if.

The spirit beastman behind Will's face grew even more arrogant with his smile.

He held a handful of pebbles, and each shot pierced Will Bucklin's body; his goal was to destroy the physical body that Will Bucklin valued most.

Destroy Will's last remaining "human" characteristics, so that Will dies in true agony.

This is Will Bucklin's punishment for daring to have designs on [Beast Taming]!

The orc was truly fascinated by witnessing his own body being destroyed bit by bit...

The spirit beastmen were having a great time, but they didn't notice that the passage into the desert was deserted.

This situation is clearly abnormal.

Unfortunately, just as the twenty-eighth prince of the orcs said, among the orcs, those with spirits are the normal ones; he is the true anomaly among the orcs…

Will Bookering gritted his teeth, rushed into the desert in an instant, and disappeared in the blink of an eye along the passage.

At this point, the spirit-enchanted beastmen had had their fill of fun.

He was ready to deal with Will Bucklin; he wasn't prepared to stay in the desert for long.

Others might not know, but he did know something: staying in the desert for too long can affect one's mind...

The spirit beastman, who considered himself exceptionally intelligent, did not want the desert to diminish his brilliance.

I don't know what that foolish 28th prince was thinking, actually planning to settle down in the desert.

Is it because my brain isn't working properly?

The spirit-enchanted beastman sneered, his face filled with disdain, and drew his two-meter-long sword, which was stained blackish-brown with blood.

With a sudden stomp, he created a deep crater in the ground, and his figure shot out instantly.

In the blink of an eye, he was already behind Will Bucklin, his long sword raised high, about to fall.

Will Bucklin, unaware of all this, gritted his teeth and charged forward, believing he would be safe once he entered the desert. Little did he know, the spirit beastman's longsword was about to fall upon his head...

Right now!

The spirit-enchanted beastman abruptly withdrew his longsword and held it in front of him.

Just as he finished his defensive move, a pitch-black, silent fifteen-meter-long wind blade suddenly descended!

Immediately following, two more wind blades and nine enormous, dark brown fireballs, each twelve meters long and with a diameter resembling flowing magma, crashed down!

"Damn it, how many mages did the Mage Guild send to ambush me?!"

"Despicable humans, they've fallen for our trap!"

The spirit beastman exclaimed inwardly, then used all his strength to resist the spell in front of him.

Just then, Milton, the spirit-wielding [Heavy Armor Warrior], suddenly appeared behind him, emerging from the concealed aura of Malken.

Milton was already in a fully "spiritually empowered" state.

Without a second thought, he wielded his shield in his left hand and his giant hammer in his right, charging towards the spirit-enchanted orc...

boom!

boom!!!

The roar continued...

Ankai continued his actions without stopping, wielding the [Brute Force Staff], multitasking as he continuously unleashed [Fireball] and [Wind Blade] spells.

He's like a cannon, constantly firing.

Behind him were five fifth-level mages from the Good House Mage Association, who had just finished chanting their incantations.

One after another, powerful fifth-tier spells flew out…

The location of the Spirit Beastmen is like a target in a shooting range.

When he faces Ankai's magical attacks and can only fight back, he is destined to become a sitting duck.

After all, Ankai's spellcasting wouldn't give him a moment to breathe...

...

"grown ups?!"

Will Bucklin, who had fallen to the ground and thought he was dead, heard a loud bang and quickly got up.

I saw an old man who looked 95% like Hanks, full of energy, waving his... staff? It must be a staff!

The spell was pitch black, the staff was "thick," and the person appeared old yet full of vitality.

This familiar gesture immediately reminded Will Bookering of Ankai.

"Huh? He's not dead? That's lucky."

Ankai, who was casting a spell, even had time to glance at Will Buklin.

And they sent their blessings.

Upon hearing that young voice uttering words that left no room for rebuttal, Will Bookering was certain: this was… Ankai!

He thought that by sacrificing himself, he had leaped over the pseudo-fifth rank and become a true fifth rank, thus widening the gap between himself and Ankai.

He even thought about finding an opportunity in the future to repay An Kai with his strength.

It wasn't until this moment that Will Bucklin understood.

So he was the real person trapped in the well!

Before he could even repay the debt of gratitude, he was burdened with another "life-saving favor"...

Suddenly, Will Bucklin's expression froze.

A flash of inspiration struck me…

"Could it be... that Lord Ankai blasted open this passage?"

...

Are there many orcs like you?

Five hundred meters away from where Ankai and his group were fighting the Spirit-Empowered Beastmen.

Widow Wang no longer hid, but openly revealed herself.

Standing beside the trembling orc prince, the 28th prince.

In this area, apart from the twenty-eighth prince of the orcs, the other three fifth-tier orcs and more than twenty fourth-tier orcs were all paralyzed on the ground.

His eyes were lifeless, as if he had gone mad.

Upon hearing the question from the woman beside him, the twenty-eighth prince of the orcs swallowed hard and replied earnestly, "My lord... very few."

Widow Wang nodded.

This is the correct way to deal with orcs. If all orcs were like this twenty-eighth prince, it's uncertain whether the current master of the Eastern Continent would even be human.

The spells flew wildly, accompanied by constant booming sounds.

At the location of the twenty-eighth orc prince, as if chatting casually, the widow Wang spoke gently: "Have you thought about your last words?"

In an instant, the orc prince's face turned deathly pale, and he didn't know how to answer...

He knew it! This damn spirit-enchanted beastman was unreliable!

"Damn it, you've really ruined me!"

...

They were in the eye of a spell bombardment.

It was only at this moment that the Spirit Beastman realized that it was not the Mage Guild that had attacked him.

He was a monk.

That terrifying magic, and the sheer volume of spells.

He was caught off guard.

The long sword in his hand had already shattered under the bombardment of magic.

The spirit beastmen who are standing here now are only able to withstand the onslaught with their physical strength.

He doesn't have much time left to hold on.

And there was also a spirit-wielding professional who would occasionally attack him with his clumsy, low-level magical beast-like speed.

Unfortunately, he was too busy resisting Ankai's unreasonable magic to deal with him.

Three seconds.

In just three seconds, the spirit-enchanted beastman had already determined one thing.

Today, I am likely to face dire consequences.

The most terrifying thing was the mage wielding the "staff," who continued this high-intensity spellcasting without showing any signs of stopping or getting tired.

As a spirit-enhanced beastman who was just one step away from advancing in rank, he thought about many things at this moment.

Thinking of the war between orcs and humans, if a prodigy like Ankai were to go to the battlefield, he would definitely be a walking artillery platform.

Using this against the orcs would be a devastating blow to them.

In a second, he withstood nine [Fireball] spells, three [Wind Blade] spells, one Milton "sneak attack", and some fifth-tier spells.

The spirit-enchanted beastman decided to abandon any hope of survival and instead perish together with Ankai.

Before Ankai can demonstrate a dominant performance, we should nip the danger in the bud.

After all, while Ankai's magic is powerful now, it's not enough to kill him with a single blow.

Thinking of this, the spirit beastman had a thought and unleashed his energy without reservation.

He can only maintain this state for three seconds. After three seconds, the Spirit Beastman will self-destruct and die.

But for him, that was enough!

As everyone knows, mages are physically weak; he only needs to get close to that mage to easily crush him!

In a second, the spirit-enchanted beastman broke out of the encirclement.

With a sinister grin, he charged straight at An Kai, as if he could hear the sound of An Kai's fragile body exploding in his hands...

For two seconds, the spirit-enchanted beastman was somewhat bewildered.

Why does this guy's domain also have freezing properties and a slowing effect on movement...?

Three seconds later, the spirit beastman was in despair because he was trapped in the mage's domain and could not move.

Around him were layers of ice composed of tiny freezing spells.

The spirit beastman was in despair; he never expected that this mage would have so many and so strong defensive measures!

This fear of death is no less than that of the twenty-eighth prince.

Ultimately, the spirit-enchanted orcs placed their last hope in self-destruction.

"Let's see how much you can hold off!"

The spirit-enchanted orc gritted its teeth and deliberately self-destructed, attempting to destroy Ankai with its spirit-enchanted power...

In his dying moments, the spirit-wielding orc seemed to see a suit of armor suddenly appear on the mage, covering his entire body…

"Armor? Isn't that for mages?"

The spirit-enchanted beastman had no time to think.

boom!

The spirit beastman was trapped inside Ankai's [Freeze] spell and self-destructed.

The spirit beastman perished.

The aftershocks of his self-destruction passed through the [Freeze] defense and reached Ankai, only to be blocked by the [Magic Armor] armor…

Ankai…

Unharmed.

Hiding in the distance, Malken witnessed all of this and muttered, "How foolish! Although the master is a mage, his defense and physique are the strongest."

Milton released his "spirit empowerment" and murmured, "This is the new-era mage the master spoke of? He's...he's really strong!"

At the Good House Dharma Master Association, five fifth-level Dharma Masters, their eyes gleaming, exclaimed: "Is this the new Dharma Master path that the Association President has taught us?"

"So...so strong!"

...

Beside the twenty-eighth orc prince, Widow Wang muttered, "He's gotten stronger again..."

He glanced at the twenty-eighth orc prince and said, "Go, go and meet your death."

"By the way, have you thought about your last words?"

"I suggest you don't make such an unreasonable request as leaving the body intact."

The twenty-eighth prince of the orcs was completely blank when faced with a matter concerning his own life and death.

In the arena, he was arguably the being with the highest level of hatred towards the deceased spirit-enchanted beastmen.

If it weren't for that damned spirit-enchanted beastman's irrational behavior, he wouldn't have been exposed...

Ankai dispelled the [Freeze] spell, and fragments of the spirit beastman's body, which had been encased in ice, scattered on the ground.

With a wave of his hand, Milton and the five fifth-tier mages tactfully departed.

Not long after, Lord Polpi returned to City of Good House No. 2, leading the administrators who guarded the city.

Ankai grabbed Will Bucklin from the ground, and with a swift movement, headed towards the city.

Widow Wang, carrying the twenty-eighth prince of the orcs, headed towards the city.

After she left, a group of third and fourth-tier professionals from City No. 2 of the House of Goodness bound the fourth and fifth-tier orcs on the ground who were in a dazed state.

They dragged them toward the city.

Inside the Lord's Mansion in City No. 2, Good House.

Will-Bucklin looked at Ankai, who had saved his life once again, and slowly took out an exquisite scroll that emitted magical fluctuations from the storage ring in his stomach.

"My lord, this is the most precious item in my Duchy of Buklin. I think... it should be of use to you."

Ankai's figure blurred as he activated [Swiftness], instantly arriving beside Will-Bucklin.

He took the scroll from Will Bucklin's battered body.

[One-time instruction on scroll drawing: Beast Taming]

[Note: The best spell for enslaving and controlling orcs. (Hint: This is forbidden in the eyes of orcs; please be careful to avoid powerful orcs when using it.)]

"Beast taming?"

An Kai looked at the spell scroll in his hand and muttered to himself.

The next moment, a smile appeared between his brows.

He had originally planned to use the [Contract] to control the twenty-eighth orc prince, but now it seems he has a more suitable option.

"My lord... beast taming is the best way for mages to control orcs..."

Will, barely managing to stay awake, explained the function of [Beast Taming] to Ankai in fits and starts.

Ankai didn't remember anything else, but he kept the first sentence in mind: "The best way to control orcs is to keep it in mind."

Just then, Will Bucklin suddenly lost consciousness.

Slumped in the chair, the Seven-Colored Heart seemed to have stopped beating, only beating once every few minutes...

An Kai glanced at it and muttered, "They can really hold on."

He had long seen that Will Bucklin was at his limit, but he never expected that the guy could hold on until now.

However, Will Buklin did not die.

Instead, it entered a deep coma and recovered on its own.

The next moment, Will's slowly beating seven-colored heart suddenly surged with energy, enveloping it.

Another stream of hazy gray energy surged from his exposed bones, enveloping Will-Bucklin along with the seven-colored energy.

It looked like a mummy.

"Find him a suitable place."

An Kai uttered a soft voice, and a ripple appeared in the space around him, revealing the fifth-tier [Assassin] Malken: "Yes."

After Malken left with the wrapped-up Will-Bucklin, Ankai held the [Beast Taming] scroll and had a thought.

Using magical elements to move the scroll...

The scroll instantly transformed into scattered rays of light.

Theories about the [Beast Taming] spell flooded Ankai's mind.

While studying, Ankai seemed to see a mage whose face he couldn't see clearly, holding a long whip and lashing one orc slave after another in front of him.

The orc howled numbly under the mage's whip, yet his movements quickened even further...

About five minutes later.

The reel disappeared.

A system notification appeared in front of An Kai.

【Beast Taming Lv0『0/0』】

(End of this chapter)