Full-Time Magister: Dark Lord

Having just experienced a great battle, he needed to meditate to recover his demonic energy, and even more so, he needed to start improving his cultivation level right now.

He carried a large amount of fire and shadow resources with him, which he wouldn't normally need much for cultivation and fusion. But now, after such a fierce battle, it was the perfect opportunity to digest them.

Nowadays, Cao Le has no shortage of money to buy resources, nor does he lack exceptional talent, and he is also quite hardworking.

Under such circumstances, his path to growth was naturally smooth sailing!

If there is anything lacking, it is only the name of a prestigious family.

He doesn't have real power yet!

Without a powerful backer, even exceptional talent won't guarantee recognition. Those who do value him are merely after his strength.

Although he might be looked down upon, it's actually a good thing for him. At least until he has the real strength to protect himself, he's willing to keep a low profile.

...

"Buzz~~!!!"

"Buzzing~!!!"

Just as Cao Le was enjoying the fruits of his victory and the abundance of resources, a series of tremors resounded throughout the heavens and earth, echoing through the sky!

Cao Le knew this was a battle between high-level mages, but he hadn't expected to be able to sense such terrifying power from outside the city while he was inside...

The combat power of a super-level mage is truly terrifying!

Undoubtedly, Cao Le also desperately wanted to cross this threshold. But he was also well aware that the threshold of becoming a transcendent being was not something he could easily cross at will.

After all, he's only a recently promoted high-level mage. Just advancing to the next high-level requires a considerable amount of time, let alone reaching a higher level...

Immediately, Cao Le resumed his meditation...

.....

Outside the ancient capital...

As dawn broke, the dark clouds and rain cast a somber shadow over everything. But no matter how gloomy or obscure, the night was over; it was daytime, the early morning, the time when this war should end...

However, today's spirits did not obediently retreat back to their tombs as they had before.

Furthermore, the number of undead outside the ancient capital is becoming increasingly dense. This is not only the case outside the northern part of the city, but also in all other areas!

The top commanders stared in astonishment at the scene before them, unable to believe it was real.

It was already daytime, but the number of undead had not decreased; on the contrary, it had increased. This was the first time in history that such a situation had occurred!

Moreover, the undead showed no sign of retreating, and one by one, the undead lords, who were like nightmares to everyone, appeared!

The term "Super Undead Ruler" naturally refers to the Eight Directions Undead Rulers. Even the weakest of them possesses the strength of a Grand Monarch.

They are the oldest beings outside the ancient capital, and even the emperors of various dynasties, after turning into ghosts, are far inferior to them!

The mere appearance of a ruler of this caliber would be a massive catastrophe for the ancient capital.

And now...

Two appeared at once!?

The first to appear, the Demise King, the Skeleton King of the Underworld, unleashed a devastating bombardment upon the entire northern city wall.

With just one strike, the outer northern city wall vanished instantly...

"Boom~!!!"

"BOOM!!!"

“Buzzing…”

The enormous explosion resounded through the sky once more; in fact, its sound was no less deafening than the tremors caused by the previous super-level magic attack...

The moment he heard the commotion, he knew that the Eight Directions of the Dead had begun to appear. However, now was the time for him to recover his magical energy, and even knowing that the outer city walls had likely fallen, he remained unmoved. There was nothing he could do now, and even after recovering his magical energy, there was really nothing he could do. The most he could do was simply kill more undead, nothing more.

There is a barrier within the inner city, so there won't be any problems here for the time being.

That's why he was able to focus on restoring his strength so peacefully...

...

The outer city residence.

The people living here were completely panicked; everyone was fleeing for their lives. Among them were even some mages, some novice mages...

When such a disaster strikes, the fate of monks may not be any better than that of ordinary people. In fact, it could very well be worse for them than for normal people.

Whether it's demons or the undead, mages have the highest priority when it comes to craving flesh and blood!

The northern district was blasted into dust, and in the other outer districts, mounds of undead suddenly rained down from the sky!

These mounds of flesh are naturally the undead leaders under the command of the Mountain Corpse.

The landing of one of them means that thousands of undead are thrown into this outer city area.

In a mere moment, more than a dozen mounds of flesh were scattered across various locations. Ordinary people and low-level mages—anyone far from the inner city—became food for the undead in that instant...

The guardian mages of the ancient capital's clock tower, though known as the strongest force in the city, were clearly outmatched even when facing these mounds of flesh and the undead army...

Of course, they were also engaged in rescue efforts, though they were saving lives faster than they were killing people. But they were still rescuing; it was their mission. And how could they, who were often praised, back down at a time like this?

Previously, a great battle raged outside the outer city, and now, before the outer city walls have been completely crushed, the outer city itself has become a new battlefield.

Having just endured a night of fierce fighting, the military mages and hunter mages were utterly powerless to stand up and protect the people.

Although they were unwilling to watch these ordinary people be devoured by the undead, they knew even more clearly that at this moment, they had to coldly return to recuperate.

Because once compassion arises, the price to pay will be the lives and deaths of millions of ordinary people within the ancient capital's inner city...

At this time, the military commanders and officers in charge of leading the military mages would naturally be subjected to insults from those who had fallen into hell on earth, but what could they do?

War always results in casualties. It would be foolish to save these people out of personal emotion, while neglecting the millions of people in the ancient capital.

This is why Cao Le respects the military mages but doesn't want to join their ranks. Military orders are absolute, and that's no exaggeration.

He's always been a capricious person, and given the current situation, there's a 70% chance he'd turn around and leave.

But there are also special reasons why he would choose to save people and fight.

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144. Within one's power

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Many people are being slaughtered and dismembered by the undead, while a lucky few, because they are not far from the inner city, have managed to escape into it.

The luckiest group were naturally the people from Bocheng who moved to the ancient capital.

They could be described as lucky, or they could be described as unlucky...

This kind of hellish disaster is something even some mages might not experience, yet they experienced it twice...

Fortunately, the vanguard members from Tianlan Magic High School who were there back then had all gained some strength this time, and because they were from the same city, they were able to receive assistance...

The reason they are considered lucky is that they had someone protecting and escorting them.

Whether the family members of some high-ranking officials, who live in the outer city, are still alive at this moment is a mystery.

Those in high positions often find themselves with more constraints than control over their own lives despite holding important posts.

More than a day has passed since midnight, and now the sky has darkened again.

Cao Le's magical energy had actually been fully restored by the afternoon. His magical energy recovered very quickly; even if two star rivers dried up, it could be fully restored within a day.

The reason he didn't go into action after recovering was because, with the circulation of resources within his body, Cao Le's fire element showed signs of a breakthrough!

He broke through to the third level of the intermediate fire element in one fell swoop!

After he had completely broken through, night fell. Hearing the roars outside, he headed towards the inner city wall.

Just as he arrived at the inner city wall, he saw a group of high-ranking officials gazing into the distance... The next moment, the sounds of ghostly wails and howls of corpses rang out...

After witnessing that scene in the distance, Cao Le truly felt a sense of experiencing hell...

"Hahaha, this is the answer you wanted to know... The greatest necromancer, he placed his tomb there, a place more terrifying than hell. Go ahead and discuss it with him!"

"Hahahahaha!"

"..."

As soon as Mu He finished speaking, he burst into wild laughter.

Just as the Abyss of Fiends appeared, Lu Huan, one of the powerful figures of the ancient capital, and the Lord of the Underworld, one of the Eight Deadly Sovereigns, were simultaneously sucked into it. Even they were utterly powerless to resist...

A vast curtain of rain, a thick, continuous sea of ​​clouds. A black army of undead spreads and blankets the horizon.

Seeing everyone's dumbfounded expressions, Mu He burst into another fit of wild laughter. However, he still had to save his master, Salang, so he recounted the story of where Sha Yuan would appear next.

When everyone learned that the coordinates of Sha Yuan's next teleportation would be the ancient capital, they were all stunned...

I was completely dumbfounded...

Knowing Salang was one thing, but actually meeting him was another. Cao Le desperately wanted to reveal Salang's identity, but he knew that without any evidence and under these circumstances, who would believe him?

Moreover, what gives him the right...?

Han Ji looked dejected and begged for mercy.

To make Han Ji, the president of the Clock Tower Magic Association and a top-tier super-level mage in the country, so humble and subservient, Salang, if she weren't a madwoman, had already accomplished something remarkable. She could boast about this for the rest of her life.

Unfortunately, she was a crazy woman who wanted to destroy the world...

She didn't care at all about Han Ji's kneeling.

However, this woman was quite remarkable. She looked at the scene before her without any expression or reaction whatsoever.

If Cao Le hadn't known that the leader of the Hunter Alliance was Salang, he would have doubted whether he had guessed wrong.

At that very moment, the mysterious gray-white man received a message.

The Black Vatican has infiltrated various factions, and similarly, the Chinese Inquisition has also infiltrated the Black Vatican!

The message received by the mysterious gray-white man naturally came from the Black Vatican.

After he revealed that the descendants of the ancient king could enter the Abyss of Evil, everyone felt a glimmer of hope!

Upon hearing this news, Fang Gu was willing to jump into the abyss to wash away his sins.