Full-Time Magister: Starting from Obtaining the Azure and White Serpents

Chapter 47 The Abyss of Evil, Corpses on the Mountain Peak

"Ahhhhh!"

The piercing screams jolted everyone awake from their drunken stupor. They rushed over to investigate and saw a group of ordinary people being chased by a hideous ape-like demon.

"It's a black monster!"

Everyone recognized this guy at first glance.

The black beast laughed wildly as it continued to chase after the crowd.

These black beast demons aren't strong, but they're enough to deal with ordinary people.

"court death!"

Mo Fan, Mu Bai, and the others were immediately enraged.

"Cao, perfect, you can help your Grandpa Zhao digest his food!" Zhao Kunsan sketched star trails directly: "Try the taste of wind trails!"

Just as a dark demon was about to snap a woman's neck, it was suddenly blasted away by the wind.

"Fierce Fist! Earthly Fiend!"

Zhou Min said coldly.

A mid-level, second-tier fire spell that can instantly end a battle.

"Ice Lock!" Mu Bai also made his move. He was the strongest among the students from the ancient capital. Ice Lock instantly pierced through the black beast demon's chest.

"Well done."

Jiang Haoxuan gave him a thumbs up.

……

"Has the Black Vatican gone mad?"

At the Clock Tower Magic Association, Judge Shi Zheng frowned as he looked at the citizens in chaos.

The Black Vatican has gone mad before, but this time, it feels like a cornered dog is going to do something crazy, resorting to any means necessary!

Han Ji also frowned. He couldn't understand the Black Vatican's tactics anymore. Could it be that they had other plans?

"Quickly eliminate these black beast demons, and then send people to appease the people," Han Ji ordered.

His orders were carried out quickly.

The Black Beast Demon was quickly eliminated, and the members of the Black Church hiding in the shadows were also exposed. However, they were all the lowest-ranking instructors and had no information whatsoever.

"It's such a pity we couldn't witness Lord Salang ascending to the throne of Death... But it's alright, Lord Salang promised us that he would turn us into ghosts after his death!"

A young instructor was laughing wildly when, a second later, he was pierced through by an ice lock.

"brute!"

A hunter mage spat, his face full of resentment.

Similar scenarios are unfolding elsewhere.

These Black Vatican clergymen seem to have truly gone mad, fearless of death and willing to sacrifice themselves.

Blood mixed with rainwater, forming rivers of blood that flowed into the sewers.

"Wow--!"

The child's heart-wrenching cries echoed.

In the corner, people huddled together, shivering, and gripped by despair.

"This rain..."

Mu Bai suddenly looked at Jiang Haoxuan, his eyes filled with an unreadable emotion.

"That's right."

Jiang Haoxuan nodded, his eyes filled with gloom: "It's the Furious Spring!"

Mo Fan, Zhou Min, and the others also stopped abruptly.

The name "Raging Spring" is very familiar to the people of Bo City. It was because of the Raging Spring that they were forced to relocate to the ancient capital.

Although they eventually managed to control the wolf clan, many had already died in the process.

"That Salang is really ruthless!" Jiang Haoxuan cursed.

They really underestimated this cardinal, who was hailed as having the greatest talent for crime.

……

The Clock Tower Magic Association.

Under the misty rain, the ancient city was shrouded in gloom.

"President, Councilor, the water-based array has been activated. I believe the antidote will take effect soon," a military mage reported as he ran over.

"I see."

Han Ji waved his hand.

Councilor Zhu Meng, who was standing nearby, also breathed a sigh of relief.

Once the water from Kun Well has taken effect, everything will be over.

buzz~

Just then, a beam of light, trailing a tail, rose into the sky.

Then comes the second course.

The third way.

The fourth one.

"Purple, purple alert?"

Han Ji and Zhu Meng's expressions changed drastically.

There are six warning colors: green, white, orange, red, purple, and black.

Red... signifies a bloody disaster, representing the arrival of demonic hordes, an insurmountable death zone.

Purple is the realm of demons and monsters; even a high-level mage who steps into it will never return.

As for black, that is a forbidden zone for life, which neither humans nor demons are allowed to enter, hence it is called a forbidden area.

Now that the ancient capital has sounded the purple alert, it means it must face the entire realm of the dead!

"Report...Report! A Fiendish Abyss has been discovered on the back side of the city... Undead, so many undead..."

A messenger ran in to report.

Sha Yuan!

Zhu Meng and Han Ji's expressions changed completely.

They were confident they could handle the Black Vatican's methods, but the Abyss of Slaughter was something truly terrifying.

That was a hell, burying countless dead souls. If you got close, you would surely die!

"The Abyss of Evil first appeared in the Sand River, then in the Salt Pool, and this is the third time!"

Getting closer each time!

The two even had a bold guess: was this Sha Yuan the work of Salang?

If that's true, then Salam is terrifying!

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Zhu Meng whirled around and shouted, "Quickly, gather all the mages and have them all come to the city wall!"

……

"Buzz~~~~~"

"Buzz~~~~~!!!"

Several beams of light shot into the sky, echoing throughout every corner of the ancient capital.

"That's a generalized mobilization signal. What exactly happened?"

"I don't know, let's hurry over!"

"What about these people?"

"The police will accept it; they need us more at the city walls!"

Ordinary general gathering signals can be ignored, but after four rings, regardless of whether you belong to an academy, magic association, hunter alliance, or major family, you must go. If anyone is found to be deliberately shirking or leaving, they will be eliminated immediately.

Jiang Haoxuan was among them, heading straight for the city wall.

"All mages of intermediate and higher ranks, come upstairs. All other mages, stay put and await orders."

At this moment, the monks climbed the city wall and saw the land outside the city shrouded in darkness.

Zhu Meng was already waiting there, leaning on the railing, leaving everyone with a melancholy and tall figure.

The news of Sha Yuan's appearance made everyone uneasy.

"You've gathered us here not to send us to fight the Abyss of Fiends, are you? We can't do that!" a mid-level mage cried out.

"Of course not."

Zhu Meng shook his head: "The place where Sha Yuan is located will generate a strong death aura. In a short time, a large number of warrior-level and commander-level undead will appear. Bombs are useless against them. I hope everyone can stay here and eliminate those undead!"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

As long as they're not going to fill the Abyss of Evil, they'll defend the city to the death!

Rumble!!!

However, at that moment, a terrifying shockwave came from afar with great force, and the intense sound waves almost tore apart people's eardrums.

"Holy crap, what is this?"

Mo Fan looked horrified.

A terrifying giant shadow loomed overhead, its ferocious and brutal appearance chilling everyone to the bone.

Demonic Tyrant!

This one is not one of the Eight Kings of the Dead, but a subordinate of one of the Kings of the Dead, the "Ghost King"!

"It's a monarch-level undead."

Zhu Meng's expression grew increasingly cold.

But at that moment, he inadvertently caught sight of Jiang Haoxuan, and his eyes lit up instantly!

"You've finally arrived!"

"A monarch-level undead has appeared outside the city; we need your power!"

Zhu Meng's words caused the important figures present to frown.

This young man seems to have some ability, but is it too frivolous to send him to deal with the Ghost Tyrant?

Especially Lu Huan and several other guard mages.

"Boom!"

Just then, a huge muffled sound came from the distant horizon.

Everyone looked up.

A colossal undead, as large as a mountain, slowly approached. With each step it took, the ground trembled, and the aura of death enveloped the entire ancient capital.

"The Corpse of the Mountain Peak!"

Representative Zhu Meng's face was stern.

boom!

At the same time, the Lord of the Underworld, one of the Eight Kings of the Dead, also descended from the sky.

"What should we do?"

"I can only deal with the Corpse Lord of the Skeleton Realm, that mountain corpse..."

Lu Huan's face was grim.

The same applies to Zhu Meng and others.

"Leave the corpse of the mountain to me!"

"I brought the totem serpent; it should be able to hold it off!"

At this moment, Jiang Haoxuan slowly spoke.

(End of this chapter)