Full-Time Magister: The Evil Emperor Descends

Chapter 143 Killing the Winged Wolf

Mu Family Manor.

Many people were packing their things, their faces showing panic and unease.

Ignoring the noise in the hall, Mu Zhuoyun sat alone on the sofa, looking lost and dejected, with empty eyes.

This sudden and unexpected disaster completely destroyed his base, leaving him with nowhere to stay in Bo City.

After today, their lineage will likely have to go to the capital, which also means that they will have to live a life of dependence on others, and their status within the Mu family will further decline.

In Bocheng, Mu Zhuoyun held a transcendent status, but in the capital city, he was just a minor clansman.

He was unwilling to accept it, he was so unwilling!

Mu Ningxue ran over, her delicate body still bearing traces of icy energy, clearly indicating that she had just been in battle.

She was supposed to return to the Imperial Capital Academy tomorrow, but disaster struck suddenly.

Bocheng is her hometown where she grew up, and it holds so many memories for her. It's impossible not to feel sad, but now is not the time to be pessimistic.

In the midst of disaster, the most important thing is to survive!
"Dad, most of the demons at the exit have been eliminated. Let's hurry and leave. Preserving our lives is more important than anything else."

"Of course I know, but... I'm really not willing to accept this!"

Mu Zhuoyun sighed heavily, his back bending over in an instant.

Mu Ningxue couldn't bear to see her father like this, and she made up her mind and said firmly.

"Dad, don't you still have me? I will climb up step by step and shut up all those who look down on us!"

"Ning Xue, it's all my fault, Daddy..."

At this moment, a butler rushed into the hall, came to Mu Zhuoyun, and said with delight.

"Master, Miss, we're saved!"

"What happened?"

Mu Zhuoyun looked up and asked in confusion.

"A small team came over saying they were there to rescue us, and they were all mid-level mages!"

"what?!"

Mu Zhuoyun's expression changed, and he was overjoyed. He quickly got up and walked out of the hall.

Outside the door, a small team stood there, which could be divided into two groups based on their clothing.

One group wore the well-known Tribunal uniforms, while the other group wore black suits, but with the emblem of Chenxi on their chests.

Why would the Trial Council and Chenxi, two completely unrelated organizations, be together?
In the line, a member of the trial committee walked up to Mu Zhuoyun and took out his identification from his pocket.

"You must be the head of the Mu family of Bocheng. I am the judge of the Lingyin Temple Tribunal, a high-ranking mage. I will be leading this area of ​​people to the safety barrier. Are all your family members here?"

"Yes, they're all here... Oh, right, there are two people missing!"

Mu Zhuoyun was about to nod when she remembered that Mu He was not in the manor at all today, and it seemed that even Mu Yuang was nowhere to be seen.

The judge frowned slightly and said helplessly.

"There's no other way. We don't have much time left. We can't sacrifice everyone's lives for the sake of two people. I'm sorry."

Mu Zhuoyun felt a deep sadness. The fact that Mu He and Mu Yuang were not at the manor today proved that they were likely dead.

But thinking of all the people who were waiting to live, he had no choice but to nod in agreement.

"All right……"

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Inside the security perimeter, there is a watchtower.

The watchtower was very tall, with a spacious observation deck at the very top. The fierce winds from above rushed in, making my cheeks sting.

At the very edge of the observation tower, where there were no railings, a man wearing a military overcoat stood with his hands behind his back, his unruly long hair fluttering in the strong wind.

To the left and right of the man stood a row of military mages, also dressed in trench coats. Their trench coats billowed high, and their upright figures stood motionless at the very edge of the watchtower, exuding an aura of quiet authority. They stood there like statues.

Standing at the very center, the leader Zhan Kong exudes an even more awe-inspiring aura.

A row of ten military mages, including Zhan Kong, each exuded an extremely powerful aura, probably at least top-tier mid-level mages!
They gazed into the distance, their eyes like swords aimed directly at the dome of the Silver Trade Building, the culprit behind the entire Bo City disaster—the Winged Wolf! "Chief, the latest intelligence has arrived."

A man walked up to the watchtower, gave a military salute, and said...

"explain."

"The situation at Xuefeng Mountain Post Station has stabilized. With a large number of military mages, the demon horde can no longer advance."

Zhan Kong nodded, not surprised.

With the strength of Xuefeng Mountain Post Station itself, plus the military mages transferred from other places, defending the city walls was a piece of cake.

"Hmm, what's the situation inside the city?"

"The Lingyin Temple Judgment Council and various members of Chenxi organized several rescue teams, each led by a Judgment Envoy. The Judgment Envoys are at a high level, while the other team members are all mid-level mages."

"Thanks to the efforts of the rescue team, the expected casualties have been greatly reduced, and now almost all the residents of Bo City are being organized to go into the safe zone."

"good, very good!"

After hearing the man's report, Zhan Kong couldn't help but shout, and the weight in his heart finally lifted.

In fact, when Mo Xie said that Chen Xi was his faction, Zhan Kong was extremely shocked and even found it hard to believe.

But none of that matters now...

Zhan Kong's gaze remained fixed on the dome of the Yinmao Building, where the roaring Winged Wolf stood, its eyes revealing unwavering resolve.

"Gentlemen, it's time to make a move."

As soon as he finished speaking, six men walked up to the lookout tower.

Three men, dressed in court uniforms and three men, dressed in military magistrate uniforms, walked step by step to the very edge, their faces expressionless, their postures upright, and their bodies exuding a chilling aura.

The six people stood there, nodding to each other. Each of them exuded the aura of a high-level mage, and all of them were high-level mages with extremely high cultivation!

Two of them drew the wind constellation and summoned the wings of wind, while the remaining four jumped off the edge and landed on the back of the flying eagle.

The six of them rushed toward the two winged wolves, sketching constellations and unleashing high-level magic at them.

Seeing that the others had already set off, Zhan Kong naturally wouldn't fall behind. His eyes flashed like lightning, and he suddenly shouted.

"Obey the order!"

The mid-level military mages, who had been standing motionless on both sides, suddenly changed their military posture, and a chilling aura instantly filled the howling wind.

"Kill the Winged Canglang until death!"

Zhan Kong shouted again, his voice seemingly filled with murderous intent.

"Kill the Winged Canglang until death!"

"Kill the Winged Canglang until death!"

"Kill the Winged Canglang until death!"

Nine of his direct subordinates answered in unison with firm and resounding voices. There was not a trace of fear in their voices, only a sense of mission and the responsibility of military men!

After the iron-like sound dissipated in the wind, Zhan Kong took a step forward, his blue military overcoat billowing high in the gale.

He fell from the towering watchtower, his blue wind wings unfurling behind him.

A gray sky, a city stained with blood, and between heaven and city, what an arrogant and unrestrained figure lifted up by wings of wind!

After slicing through the air and flying away, his nine subordinates all leaped down.

In the gray sky, nine white eagles led the military mages toward the Silver Trade Building.

As Zhan Kong brandished his Wind Wings and took the lead, and as nine eagles carrying officers soared past, a thunderous roar of shouts erupted from the guardians throughout the entire security barrier.

On the day of Bloody Alert, humans played the roles of food, fugitives, the weak, and the fearful... But that does not mean that humans are really weak and helpless, just domesticated poultry raised in cities!
There is a type of person among humans who are called magicians!

Their calling is to fight with the power bestowed upon them by nature when human cities are invaded by demons.

Slay all the demons fiercely... fiercely!

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