Full-Time Magister: Dark Lord

The mountain corpse, having recovered some of its strength after a period of rest, began to move again. It strode forward, crushing countless undead into pulp beneath its feet...

But the corpse of the mountain didn't care about any of that!

Its wounds had healed by about 70-80%, and it seemed that it could indeed gain a strong regenerative ability in places outside the Abyss of Evil.

The actions of the corpse on the mountain peak startled Han Ji and the others at the clock tower in the city!

Next, they rushed to the city wall. The inner city wall's barrier was the last line of defense; no matter what, it couldn't be breached by the enemy.

Once the corpses of the mountain break through the ancient capital's barrier, the people here... will likely become food for an endless army of the dead in an instant.

"Shadow Demon King, is your power still sufficient?" Cao Le asked himself, gazing at the approaching mountain corpse.

Having previously relied on the other party's help, they were now able to communicate directly.

Because Shadow King has already left the Dark Dimension and become Cao Le's shadow.

His soul had already been given to Cao Le.

Although the risks were immense, he had no other choice. If he didn't do it, Cao Le might very well die...

If he dies, can Shadow King still live?

Although human lifespan is very short, as long as we break through those long-standing shackles... there is still hope.

“Using my power continuously is not a good thing for you. Although your own dark power is strong, the gap between us is too great... My energy will damage your meridians.”

Shadow King neither agreed nor refused, but instead told Cao Le about the risks involved.

Upon hearing this, Cao Le decisively gave up.

This kind of power is most suitable for use when it's needed to save one's life.

It's simply not worth it to show off.

Han Ji and the others have already arrived.

Zhu Meng looked at Cao Le and asked, "Can you still get entangled with him?"

“My power isn’t something I can use at any time,” Cao Le said, shaking his head.

Zhu Meng had actually guessed it when he came over, after all, Cao Le's cultivation level was only that of a high-level mage.

If one could continuously use this power that surpasses that of a super-level mage, wouldn't that be incredible?

Han Ji had initially held out some hope when he heard that Cao Le alone could suppress the mountain corpse, but now he knew that the rest would depend on them.

However, he was quite grateful for Cao Le's help earlier.

After all, if it weren't for him, many more of those high-level mages sent out might not have returned...

"Are you preparing to leave the city and fight again?"

Thanks to Cao Le's assistance, the high-level mages did not suffer significant losses. After the mountain corpses dissipated, they retreated back into the city.

But now the corpses of the mountain peaks are heading straight for them, and they have no choice but to deal with them.

"Yes, the inner city wall's barrier is the hope of millions in the ancient capital; we absolutely cannot let the Mountain Corpse get close here," Han Ji replied.

Although failure in the Abyss would ultimately lead to tragedy, these people still cling to a sliver of hope!

Instead of abandoning the million people and fleeing, they chose to fight to the last moment.

“In that case, I’ll go with you,” Cao Le said, standing up.

"you..."

Upon hearing this, Han Ji hesitated for a moment.

"What, does that mean I'm just a weakling who can be easily crushed without my forbidden techniques?" Cao Le asked with a smile.

With the amplification of darkness, his combat strength is now approaching that of a mid-level commander.

Even with the addition of the Soul Weapon, Yu Jin, Xu Huang, and the Shadow Commander, he could fight even a Sub-Monarch!

Unfortunately, they are all still in the recovery phase.

But since he can't afford to offend the corpse of the mountain peak right now, he can only kill as many undead as possible.

"Hehe...that's not what I meant. I just didn't want you to die here in vain." Han Ji shook his head and spoke the truth.

He was already prepared to die.

All we can do right now is fight to the very end.

But Cao Le is different; he doesn't belong to any faction and can easily turn around and leave now.

In Han Ji's view, killing any number of undead was actually pointless. After all, the undead could never be completely eradicated; only carrying out this decapitation plan was of utmost importance.

"Don't be so pessimistic. You have to believe in miracles. What if Mo Fan and the others succeed this time? Then Gu Du will be fine!" Cao Le said with a smile.

"Let's hope so..." Han Ji looked at Cao Le, then thought of what Mo Fan had said when he jumped into the Abyss of Fiends. He couldn't help but think, "These two are really..."

Don't you have any sense of impending doom?

They're just two young boys, but they seem to have gone through something really tough.

"Old Han, I also put in a lot of effort this time, let's talk about something," Cao Le said.

"Oh? What is it?" Han Ji asked, puzzled.

"I'd rather have that ancient, tattered feather robe from the Ancient Capital Museum," Cao Le said bluntly.

"Ok?"

Han Ji paused slightly, then asked with a puzzled look, "That thing is indeed a very important treasure. Although it has a long history, as far as I know, it doesn't have any special abilities now. What do you want it for?"

“You don’t understand, and I can’t explain it to you. But what I can tell you is that this thing will only be wasted here, but once it’s in my hands, I will definitely revive it in the future,” Cao Le said frankly without hiding anything.

He wasn't afraid that Han Ji would find out about this and refuse to give it to him; he simply left it here without giving it to him.

After all, it's not something anyone can easily encounter or find when it comes to totems.

"Just because you saved so many people and blocked the corpses on the mountain, it's not that I can't give it to you, but that's not something I can decide on my own," Han Ji added.

"Try your best to help me get it. If you can't give it to me, then I'll just stay here," Cao Le said with a shrug.

Of course, what he was thinking was, "If they won't give it to me, then I'll just wait until I have enough strength and then steal it directly."

"Well, who knows what the outcome will be for this ancient capital today? Go and take it. Regardless of its survival, since you find it useful, then take it," Han Ji said after thinking for a moment.

It's uncertain whether ancient capitals can be preserved today. Even historical relics, no matter how useful, will all be reduced to nothingness once they are swept away by the spirits of the dead.

152. Fire element source

Upon hearing Han Ji's agreement, Cao Le was overjoyed!

This impending catastrophe may not all be bad news.

"Okay, thank you in advance." Cao Le replied, and then left the inner city wall.

Han Ji and the others also headed out of the city.

...

Cao Le arrived at one of the most prestigious display cases in the ancient capital museum and, without any hesitation, took out the feather robe.

There were no guards here at the moment.

That makes sense; in a time like these, who would have the mind to care about such things?

If he had known it would be this easy, he wouldn't have told Han Ji beforehand; he could have just taken it directly.

Of course, Cao Le despised this kind of theft; it was unacceptable, unacceptable...

After taking the feather robe, he vanished without a trace and headed towards the inner city wall.

When he arrived at the inner city wall, he saw the Star Palace flashing in the distance, and that was where the Corpse of the Mountain was located. Obviously, several super-level mages were currently fighting the Corpse of the Mountain there.

With their corpses dragging down the mountain peak, and the Nine Netherworld Queen among the Eight Directions of the Dead Kings already intimidated and left, isn't this the perfect opportunity to wreak havoc on all sides?

Cao Le immediately jumped off the city wall.

The undead outside the inner city were so numerous and densely packed that they seemed like a surging tide, and he had no intention of advancing any further.

If one of the Eight Dead Kings suddenly appears, although he will be fine, it's not worth forcibly using his last trump card just to kill monsters.

These swarming, rotting corpses and skeletons... are still mindless. Once they sense human presence, they charge straight at the spot.

Their fearless demeanor truly pleased Cao Le immensely.

"Fierce Fist - Heaven-Shattering!"

"Boom!!"

He immediately unleashed a fiery fist, the flames sweeping across the area, instantly burning the life force of hundreds of undead in a straight line, shattering their undead crystals, and causing them to collapse to the ground.

Even so, it did not stop the undead from rushing forward, as if they had no fear of death whatsoever.

Come to think of it... these undead are inanimate objects, so why would they be afraid of death?

Looking at the dense, endless horde of undead before him, Cao Le once again gathered dark power into the black greatsword in his hand.

"Shadow Erosion - Blade of Limit Break!"

Although it doesn't possess the overwhelming power of the Shadow King's possession, the power of this sword is definitely no weaker than any high-level spell.

The sword slashed down directly, its range astonishing! It was even comparable to the shockwave of a high-level spell...

Thousands of undead were reduced to ashes almost instantly.

On the inner city wall, the strategist, the gray-haired man, and the demon man who remained behind all stared wide-eyed after witnessing the power of Cao Le's sword strike.

"This guy's shadow magic combined with the soul weapon in his hand is simply heaven-defying... I'm afraid there's no high-level mage who can defeat him anymore, right?" one of the military intelligence officers muttered.

The others nodded in agreement.

The gray-haired man sighed, "This kid has been pre-selected as a student at the National Academy, but I wonder if he'll ever have the chance to bring glory to the country..."

"Pre-selected members?"

Everyone present knew what those words represented; it was the ultimate honor during their student days.

Becoming a member of the National Team and participating in the World National Team Championships means that one's future prospects are absolutely limitless.

Even if China's rankings aren't very high each year, so what? As long as you're a student at the National Academy, that's something to be proud of.