Full-Time Magister: Dark Lord

With Xiaobai leading the way, Jiang Yu and the others followed along.

Orochi seemed to have sensed Shiro's presence, and then roared to the sky as it chased after him.

Because it sensed that it was a being capable of fighting against it.

Speaking of which, Japan also has the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox, and both it and the Yamata no Orochi are gods from the old era.

Perhaps that's why the Yamata no Orochi acted so violently?

Cao Le glanced at the charging Yamata no Orochi and was about to summon the Chongming Divine Bird to greet it when Pang Lai suddenly made his move.

A massive wind barrier converged in their location, forming a huge protective barrier!

The Yamata no Orochi was completely trapped inside!

"Old Pang Lai, if I hadn't intervened, what do you think your fate would have been?" Looking at the Yamata no Orochi that was now blocked, and seeing that Jiang Yu and the others had already left, Cao Le suddenly asked Pang Lai. Twenty taels of silver was a bit little, but in modern terms it would be eight to ten thousand yuan.

Currently, an ordinary soldier in the Great Yu Dynasty earns at most one tael of silver per month, while a centurion earns three taels of silver per month.

Maybe he'll accept it.

In addition, Qin Hu also planned to make a big promise to Li Xiaokun, after all, Qin Hu used to have plenty of money.

Now it all depends on whether he and Qin An can make it through the night.

"Young Master, I might not make it. I'm so hungry, and my hands and feet are frozen stiff," Qin An mumbled groggily.

"Xiao Anzi, Xiao Anzi, hold on, hold on! You can't stay still. Get up and run. That's the only way to survive."

In fact, Qin Hu himself was in a tough spot. Although he was a special forces soldier in his previous life, this body was not the same as his previous one. All he had now was an indomitable spirit.

"Wait!"

Qin Hu's eyes were like cold stars. He suddenly called out in a low voice. A reflection of light that had appeared a dozen meters away from the camp, along with a rustling sound, alerted him.

With the professional instincts of a special reconnaissance soldier, he felt that it was the enemy.

But should we notify Li Xiaokun?

Qin Hu hesitated. What if he was mistaken? After all, his current physical condition was vastly different from before.

If a false alarm causes a night terror or a riot, giving someone a pretext to kill him, he could be killed with a legitimate reason.

"Xiao Anzi, hand me the bow and arrows."

Qin Hu lay prostrate beneath the carriage shaft and whispered.

But Qin An's next sentence startled him so much that he almost jumped up.

"Bow and arrow, what is a bow and arrow?"

What? There are no bows and arrows in this era?

Qin Hu looked around and found a two-meter-long wooden stick with a sharpened tip under the wheel. It was thick at the handle and tapered towards the top.

The more I look at it, the more it resembles a weapon.

Wooden guns—that's the iconic symbol of cannon fodder soldiers!

"Closer, closer..." After a few breaths, Qin Hu was certain that he hadn't misjudged the situation.

The other side might be enemy scouts, or in this era, reconnaissance soldiers, who are trying to enter the camp to conduct reconnaissance.

Of course, if conditions permit, one could also poison someone, set a fire, or carry out a decapitation strike.

"one two three……"

He and Qin An lay motionless on the ground until he suddenly jumped up and threw the wooden spear like a javelin.

"puff!"

Scouts couldn't possibly wear armor because it would restrict their movement, so the spear pierced right through his chest.

Following Qin Hu, who picked up Qin An's wooden spear, they jumped off the carriage and desperately chased after each other in the opposite direction.

To ensure the reliability of intelligence, scouts are required to monitor each other and are not allowed to act alone, so there must be at least two scouts.

In no time, Qin Hu tackled another black shadow to the ground.

Then he took the wooden gun and strangled the man's neck with a sharp crack, and the man's head drooped down.

"Huff, huff!" Qin Hu was drenched in sweat and almost collapsed. He lay on the ground panting heavily, his body was just too weak.

Take the enemy's neck that he just snapped. In the past, he could have done it with just his hands, but just now he had to use the strength of the wooden spear.

"Qin An, come here and help me search him."

Qin Hu was familiar with the rules of the battlefield, and he had to collect all the spoils from these two guys as quickly as possible.

"Two daggers, two broadswords, a level, seven or eight taels of loose silver, two grain sacks, a scout's five-pointed flag, a water bottle, two sets of cotton-padded clothes, two flatbreads, cured meat..."

"Qin An, brother, quick, quick, eat something, you're saved..."

Qin Hu trembled as he grabbed a handful of roasted beans from the grain bag and stuffed them into Qin An's mouth. Then he poured water into Qin An's mouth and put the captured cotton-padded coat on him.

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Before dawn, Qin Hu beheaded the scout before the changing sentries arrived, carried the head into the squad leader's camp, and reported what had happened the day before.

He did this to prevent others from taking credit for him; he knew what kind of environment he was in.

"Thirty taels of silver for a human head, you've struck it rich, kid."

The squad leader's name was Gao Da, a tall, strong man with a thick beard.

At first, he didn't believe it at all, until he saw the spoils Qin Hu had seized, as well as two corpses.

At this moment, his eyes were filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred.

"It's not me who got rich, it's everyone who got rich. This is the result of all ten of us working together."

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Pang Lai didn't expect Cao Le to ask this at this time.

However, he still maintained a definitive attitude, saying, "I'm dead..."

“In this respect, you and I are different.” Before he could continue, Cao Le interrupted, “If I were you, I would never entrust my life to someone else. I would take control of my own life and death.”

“That’s easier said than done…” Pang Lai shook his head and said.

"But if you're already in despair before the very last moment, then there's no hope at all."

"Based on your deeds, shouldn't this be the case?"

"Were you young and impetuous when you were younger?"

Cao Le spoke in a very calm tone, but what he said made Pang Lai take it to heart.

“If you feel you can’t keep going, then I’ll take you back home, and you can retire there,” Cao Le added.

Many lives, though small, are worthy of respect.

Many people may not shine brightly in the crowd, but they can be more dazzling than shooting stars in times of crisis.

Pang Lai may not be the "upright" person described in the book, but when it comes to the greater good of the country, they are all exceptionally firm.

"Me, the chief mage of the Forbidden City and the strongest summoning mage in China, do I really need a young man like you to promise me a comfortable retirement?" Pang Lai listened to Cao Le's words, his heart churning with emotion, but he did not forget to uphold the dignity that an elder should have!

He doesn't need Cao Le's help; he will earn this peaceful retirement with his own hands!

"I'll show you the true strength of the strongest summoning mage in China!!" As Pang Lai spoke, he suddenly sensed something and instantly became aggressive.

Seeing this, Cao Le smiled and continued, "Actually, if you can't do it, I can help you make up for your regret."

"???"

Pang Lai was stunned for a moment, then said, "You...you can't possibly summon the Beast of Destruction already??"

"What's so difficult about that?" Cao Le said nonchalantly.

"Hmph, what do you know? What I'm about to summon is a truly powerful national beast!!!" Pang Lai said as he cast his spell, feeling provoked.

Seeing that the excitement had reached its limit, Cao Le stopped pushing the limits and waved his hand, saying, "Then I'll wait and see."

As he spoke, Cao Le was surrounded by silver light.

A silver light shimmered, completely enveloping him and Pang Lai.

The Yamata no Orochi is indeed very powerful and ferocious, but then again, a monarch is ultimately just a monarch. It's a bit too naive for it to think it could break through Cao Le's spatial wall.

"Bang! Bang!!"

"Bang! Bang!!"

That magic bottle could be easily shattered by the Yamata no Orochi, but unexpectedly, it couldn't break through this small magic barrier.

How could Orochi not be furious!

Its massive body kept crashing down on the barrier.

A series of resounding booms echoed continuously from above the barrier!

However, this magical barrier seemed to be indestructible; no matter how much it was bombarded, it could not be broken!

Pang Lai was completely absorbed in his magic. At this moment, he no longer had the sense of decline he had before. Instead, he possessed the solemnity and composure of an old mage, the confidence that came from immersing himself in a field for forty or fifty years!

Cao Le quietly observed from the side. Having reached this level, it was no longer about stardust, star charts, constellations, or even star palaces, but had become much more complex.

But the more complex the description, the more powerful the magic!

When a person is able to complete a vast cosmos, the Milky Way becomes a forbidden spell!

The power of forbidden spells—truly world-destroying!

In fact, Pang Lai has aged from middle age to old age because of this tomb of the fallen beast, but his pursuit of summoning magic has only increased!

When he said, "It will fight for me once," Pang Lai's face was full of pride...

In fact, Pang Lai had already felt that there was no hope left in this life.