Full-Time Magister: The Evil Emperor Descends

The three of them, Mo Xie and his companions, reappeared in the open-air warehouse, having overheard the conversation they had just had.

Mo Xie looked at the scattered blood serum boxes on the ground, a smile curving his lips, his eyes full of mockery.

Before arriving, he had already instructed Mingkuo Military Command to replace the inferior blood serum with a high-quality one. However, the box remained the same, leading the group to believe that the injured military mage had already taken the inferior blood serum.

"Councilor Luo Mian?"

Mo Fan raised an eyebrow and said in surprise.

"Hmph, it really was that old bastard! My sister suspected him a long time ago!"

Leng Lingling clenched her small pink fists, her big, watery eyes filled with anger, and said through gritted teeth.

"But the problem now is, how can we prove that old man Luo Mian is the culprit?"

Mo Xie stroked his chin, pondered for a moment, and then voiced his inner question.

These problematic blood samples probably don't prove anything at all. At most, they show that Luo Mian was involved in a so-called fake drug sales incident. The plague that has caused panic throughout Hangzhou has ultimately not been thoroughly investigated and resolved.

"Hmph, don't worry, I've already planted a bug on one of them."

Leng Lingling gave a soft snort and said in a very experienced tone.

"When...when did you put it up there?!"

Mo Fan was dumbfounded. The person was right next to him, yet someone had planted a bug without him even noticing. It was simply amazing!

"Yes, Lingling, you're so smart."

Mo Xie smiled and praised her, then reached out and pinched the little girl's cute face; the soft, smooth touch was irresistible.

The listening device was very clear; the three of them could clearly hear the conversation of those people. The male voice with the deeper tone must have been that of the deputy presiding judge, Wang Yi.

Wang Yi, leading a group of his men, is heading towards the quarantine zone in Hangzhou, presumably to return to Luo Mian's side.

Luo Mian is highly suspicious. It seems that his uncle and the others are on the surface amicable with this councilor and stand on the same side, but in reality they all have their own ulterior motives, and then today they completely tore off their mask.

Something unusual is bound to happen. Luo Mian's behavior has probably already aroused suspicion from the other presiding judge, Li Tian. In addition, Leng Qing seems to have already found some evidence that is detrimental to this congressman...

"It seems you've not only failed to make any profit this time, but you're also going to lose everything..."

Mo Xie snorted coldly, a glint of cold light flashing in his eyes, and said.

"Let's go to the next place; maybe we'll find some clues there."

……

Meanwhile, on the battlefield of the Western Fortress.

The sky was a clear blue, dotted with fluffy white clouds. If it weren't for the bright red blood splattering everywhere and the torn flesh, it would surely have been a beautiful scene.

A huge white storm swirled above the entire fortress, crashing down on the vast land like a giant vortex, engulfing the western fortress!
And who could have imagined that this entire white storm was composed of a densely packed legion of tens of thousands of White Demon Eagles?!
Their voices were sharp as piercing lightning, their wings formed a constantly spinning white whirlwind, and pairs of greedy eyes were staring menacingly at the distant human city.

As the sun set, the white eagles soared across the land, gradually taking control of the region and flying out of their nests.

As dusk fell, the sky was covered with white feathers, like clouds that could obscure the entire sky. The enormous white demon eagle cloud slowly rolled in, a magnificent sight that sent chills down one's spine.

This time, the White Eagles' attack was even more ferocious than before. The number of white birds seemed to have found their most delicious meal, transforming into white, bloodthirsty demons as night fell, attacking the human world.

They flew over the mountains and over the western forests, coming in a fierce manner!
The military magistrate mustered his strength and stood atop the long western defensive tower, facing the creatures in the air.

The vast majority of novice and mid-level mages are of little use, but in fact, the main fighting force of the entire West Fortress consists of these large numbers of novice and mid-level mages.

At this moment, the West Fortress could only send its elite of the elite to stand atop those sparse towers. The West Fortress itself could hardly be called a defensive line; the towers were the true sentry posts blocking the White Eagle Legion's invasion of the territory.

Above the western fortress, a few mages floated sparsely. Without the Sky Eagles, even some high-level mages were unable to enter the front lines of the battlefield.

Each of them looked solemn. It would be a lie to say that they felt no fear as the vast white army of demonic eagles surged towards them.

There were simply too many White Demon Eagles; even high-level mages could perish in such a battle.

Humans and demons are locked in a standoff, with the human side being far outnumbered, seemingly a lopsided massacre.

However, the human mages dared not retreat even a step, for behind this defensive line were far too many people who were powerless to even kill a chicken.

If the White Demon Eagle crosses this crucial defensive line, then it will be a true massacre, with blood flowing through Hangzhou!
In the end, basic magic can only create a continuous bombardment defense line in the airspace above the entire Western Fortress to prevent the invasion of the White Eagles. Only the high-level magic of high-level mages can truly deal an effective blow to the White Eagles.

With the palace guards joining the battle, the arrogance of the White Demon Eagles was finally suppressed. Countless White Demon Eagles were killed throughout the night, their corpses cleansing the land once again.

Skills of different colors burst forth like a dense array of fireworks in the sky above the fortress, while a strong aura of elemental destruction permeated the land.

Numerous powerful mages battled in mid-air, engulfed by countless winged heads and claws, while the magnificent star palace shone with breathtaking brilliance around them.

Flames rained down, a funeral for the white demon eagles; their feathers were burned, their bodies turned to ash, and the sky was ablaze with red.

A pair of deathly eyes emitted a strange light, and in an instant, the gray-white Grim Reaper descended. Wherever he passed, the white demon eagles turned into lifeless sculptures, falling stiffly to the ground in droves and turning into dust.

A dark mage raised his hands, reversing day and night. Once his dark ritual was complete, the place was completely handed over to the night, and the sharp eyes of the white eagles were of no use here.

A gigantic blood beast leaped into the darkness, and soon screams filled the air as the White Demon Eagles, trapped under the rule of Si Ye, were plunged into a nightmare.

The light and shadow were like arrows, and the high-level light fell and pierced through the body of the white demon eagle, shooting them down one by one!

The Silver Dome Lord seemed to realize that its forces were insufficient to cross the human fortress defenses, and it decisively chose to retreat.

Thus, the White Demon Eagle Legion, which had been like a storm, completely dispersed after dawn and flew back to its mountains.

However, the situation is not optimistic. Instead of retreating to their old nests, they have gathered in the mountains and forests closest to the fortress, ready to launch another attack at any time.

The battle situation was relayed to the strategic meeting room, where every senior executive was present, their expressions extremely solemn.

At this moment, the highly respected Mr. Lu walked in and said in a deep voice.

"Through blood analysis and toxicity degradation, we discovered that the venom of the totem snake is not the same as the pathogen causing this plague. We need to look for another direction."

"Is that so... Sigh!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Meng sighed deeply with a complicated expression, realizing that he had wronged the totem snake. He felt guilty but also a little worried.

The only lead has been lost, and the investigation into the plague and the development of a cure have to come to a standstill. Can Hangzhou really weather this crisis?

It seems our last hope rests on that kid. I hope I haven't made the wrong bet...

Two people present had different expressions. With the suspicion of the totem snake eliminated, Tang Zhong naturally breathed a sigh of relief.

Luo Mian's expression changed noticeably, gradually revealing a hint of anger and anxiety. His hands clenched tightly, making a cracking sound.

Things are getting out of control. First, the military forcibly took the blood serum to the fortress for use. Then, Mr. Lu confirmed that the blood of the Totem Serpent was unrelated to the plague. If we don't act quickly, the whole thing will be exposed!

We must completely conceal this matter before the plague breaks out in the western fortress...

A chilling glint flashed in his eyes, containing an intense killing intent! (End of Chapter)