Full-Time Magister: Dark Lord

This can be considered a case of both advantages and disadvantages.

As for Cao Cao's subordinates, Xu Chu, Dian Wei, Xiahou Dun, and Xiahou Yuan were able to reach this level because of Cao Cao and the Yama Demon Armor.

Cao Cao did not become a ghost and serve under the ancient king; instead, he devoted his life's strength to the valiant generals of the Cao family.

Otherwise, even if they were all very powerful, the highest level they could reach as undead would only be a mid-level monarch.

"Hey, you..." The short man was very unconvinced. He had been in the ancient capital for so long, and everyone knew that in the struggle between the last emperors of the Tang and Qing dynasties, it was the last emperor of the Tang dynasty who won and became the ruler of this land.

I made a mistake.

"If he is the ruler of this land of the dead, then what about the eight directions of the dead?" Cao Le countered.

"The Eight Dead Kings are the rulers of the tombs, and they rarely appear. If they all appeared, wouldn't that be the end of the ancient capital?" the short man said, pursing his lips.

If all eight fallen rulers were to appear simultaneously, even if all the high-level mages guarding the four city walls of the ancient capital were to gather together, they would likely be unable to contend with them...

However, the short man asked curiously, "You seem to know a lot about the undead?"

"You might not believe it, but my ancestor was one of the last rulers of this place," Cao Le said with a smile.

"Pah, look at you, so capable." The short man naturally didn't believe him.

After all, no matter which dynasty's last emperor it was, countless years have passed. Could they possibly retain their memories?

Moreover, the so-called descendants, to put it bluntly, must be from famous families that have been able to pass on their heritage.

When Cao Le told the truth, the short man didn't believe him, so he didn't bother to explain anymore.

Mo Fan casually asked, "Cao Le, you wouldn't be suggesting that your ancestor was Cao Cao, would you?"

"Then what else?"

"Damn, next time you try to show off, use your brain a little, okay?" Mo Fan said, equally unconvinced.

In other words, Cao Le didn't want any proof; otherwise, he would have summoned Yu Jin and introduced them to each other.

But he himself was not in any danger. He summoned Yu Jin just to show off. The Cao family generals, who already didn't think much of him, would probably look down on him even more.

After all, their existence was solely for Cao Le's survival.

It wasn't to show off to him.

Although they had promised Boss Cao to protect them, one must be strong enough to succeed. Without sufficient strength to subdue the other party, even if they were summoned, they might not necessarily give him face.

Cao Le didn't explain; such things are impossible to explain even if you wanted to.

The group continued their journey and arrived at the Xianchi area, where fine pebbles could be seen everywhere. It was said that if these pebbles were nourished by death energy for a long time, they could become sustenance for the dead.

Once you get here, Yangyang Village is not far away.

After crossing a hillside and descending it, everyone was eager to see how a human village could survive unscathed in the Land of the Dead. However, below the hillside, between the mountain streams, and beneath the Qinling Mountains, all they saw was a pile of abandoned and messy logs. There was no village at all!

It looks like this place has been attacked by the undead...

Fortunately, there were no corpses here, and the burly man who had been panicking, crying, and emotionally agitated regained some of his composure.

However, when everyone suggested continuing to the next village, the short man hesitated.

He dared to come here mainly because of the grey garlic.

Without this, even if he were familiar with every blade of grass and tree in the ancient capital, he wouldn't dare go to such a place so late at night!

However, his suggestion was not accepted. Going back to get the grey garlic would take who knows how long, and they weren't here for sightseeing; how could they linger?

Coincidentally, Asha's suggestion was that everyone should not use the Grey Garlic when encountering a situation where the undead are not densely packed.

With the strength of their team, they shouldn't be unable to handle some minor groups of undead.

The short man didn't really want to go, but if he didn't lead the way, he'd need a refund. For someone like him, money was like life itself; a refund was out of the question.

So the group embarked on their journey to the next village.

Two or three miles away from Yangyang Village, we didn't encounter any dense clusters of undead.

These villages have been blessed, and it's not just talk.

The fact that the undead would rather attack a heavily fortified ancient capital than come here to attack a village is the best proof of this.

After walking for a while, some rotting corpses and skeletons began to appear.

These undead were all servants, and even though there were quite a few of them, they were really nothing in front of a group of mid-level mages.

But what was unexpected was that one of Azharia's followers actually used a mid-level spell to deal with a servant-level undead!

That's incredibly stupid...

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138. Commander-level undead

Asha'ruya also thought that her attendant might not be very bright...

That was the rotting corpse of a servant, and yet it was attacked with magic!

He immediately gave him a scolding, saying, "What are you pretending for?!"

This doesn't mean that once this batch is resolved, there won't be a next batch.

Her attendants had clearly been brainwashed since childhood, and when faced with Asha's reprimands, they bowed their heads and obediently accepted the criticism.

In places where women are empowered, men really have no status!

A man without ability is worse than a dog...

For the rest of the journey, the follower stopped showing off. He honestly cast basic spells, easily dealing with the rotting corpses.

Most of the time, it was the short man and his two followers who made the moves.

As for Cao Le and the others, they simply followed along.

It wasn't that they didn't want to save their magic energy, but the two attendants were responsible for keeping Asha's life free from the undead, and the dwarf man couldn't stand idly by when Cao Le and Mo Fan weren't drawing spells!

If the undead get close, it doesn't matter if you're a mid-level or high-level mage. You'll all be torn to pieces!

As the undead grew denser, the dwarf quickly took out some gray garlic and distributed it to the group. If they could hold out for another hour or so, they would be safe once dawn broke.

"Zzz..."

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But as luck would have it, dark clouds suddenly gathered!

The air had become heavy and oppressive at some point. As thunder rumbled incessantly above the clouds, large raindrops began to fall, striking the ground heavily and splashing up tiny mud clumps!

Upon seeing the raindrops fall, the short man exclaimed in surprise, "Holy crap!"

"Oh no, the garlic will lose its effect if it rains, let's go..." As the short man spoke, the rain began to pour down.

The torrential rain soaked them to the bone almost instantly...

Asha's two attendants were incredibly attentive; they didn't bring umbrellas, but they still took off their outer garments and shielded her as she walked.

This is only her status as Wen Tai's adopted daughter.

If they knew about Xin Xia's biological existence, the love and respect that the whole of Greece had for Xin Xia would probably only increase.

However, Cao Le had no intention of telling Xin Xia these things, and he would do his best to stop anyone who wanted Xin Xia to leave and go to Parthenon.

Although the status of a goddess is something many people dream of, Cao Le doesn't think it's a good fit. After all, Parthenon is a web of intrigue, and if Xin Xia were to get involved, while she wouldn't be completely destroyed, it would be incredibly exhausting.

The most important thing is...

Xinxia has a "saintly" mentality, and he doesn't want her to continue like this. This is different from his own thoughts!

Moreover, Cao Le never thought this was a good thing.

"Hey bro, what are you daydreaming about? Run!" The short man running in front looked at Cao Le, who was running at a leisurely pace, and he was quite impressed.

There's really no one like it...

To be distracted in a place like this, where there are no gray garlic to protect the dead and the land is truly audacious!

Cao Le paused upon hearing this, only then realizing that he had already fallen some distance from the group.

Although the short man was a bit dark-skinned, he was still a person with a "conscience." At least he knew to remind himself, which was quite good.

Cao Le caught up quickly, taking two steps at a time; he was clearly faster than the short, stocky man. Because he was leading the way, even though everyone else was running fast, they were still considerably slower...

This place is a plain, and unless you head towards the Qinling Mountains, it's impossible to find shelter from the rain.

The Qinling Mountains are not a safe place either; they are the territory of demons.

Going there and encountering a horde of demons would be quite troublesome...

After running for a while, the amount of blood around them increased.

Upon seeing this, the short man panicked and exclaimed, "So much blood! There might be a giant corpse here!!"

"Ugh... Ah!!!!"

"Ughhhhhh!!!!"

The dwarf was right. The moment he finished speaking, a gigantic corpse, as large as an ox, appeared not far away.

This undead creature had several arms, each wielding a rusty axe. Rainwater washed away the dried blood from these weapons, making them appear even more terrifying. One wonders how many lives these weapons had slain...

"Holy crap, a giant corpse general! We're doomed!!!" The short man had no thought of resistance whatsoever except to run away when he saw the giant corpse general.

"This is bad! A lot of rotting corpses are closing in..."

"They're here too..."

"What are you all standing there for? Run! A giant corpse general is not easy to deal with, and it can summon thousands of undead servants. Even if we exhaust all our magic power, we may not be able to handle it! There is already so much blood here, if..." The dwarf man said, not daring to continue.

Because, in his mind... that would be a near-death experience.

But... by sheer coincidence, just then, a huge "Ugh~ Awooo!!" scream rang out!

The short man turned pale when he heard the voice.

Having roamed this ancient capital for so many years, he never imagined he would have such bad luck...

Not only did the heavy rain destroy the gray garlic, but a commander-level corpse minister also appeared?!

That means... there are far more than a few thousand undead here!