Full-Time Magister: The Evil Emperor Descends

After a moment of silence, the group walked down the slope. As they got closer, they discovered obvious signs of burning. The ground was covered with charred charcoal, and a layer of black mist was blown up by the wind.

Mo Xie looked around at the surroundings and spoke.

"There are no corpses around here, so it doesn't seem like the work of the undead. However, the ruins of those houses show signs of burning, which is most likely human doing. I don't know what exactly happened here."

Upon hearing this, a look of surprise flashed in Mo Fan's eyes. He couldn't believe that a human could have done this, and he couldn't help but worry about Zhang Xiaohou's safety, so he hurriedly asked.

"Brother, what should we do now? Is the monkey really in trouble?"

Mo Xie shook his head and answered with certainty.

"Don't worry, don't overthink it. But for now, we can only go to the next village. If the next village is the same, then it will be terrible."

He pointed to the burnt wood and speculated.

"Judging from the traces and extent of the burning, Yangyang Village should have been destroyed today, so the murderer is not too far away. We must speed up our journey to another village."

"Okay, I understand. Let's hurry and get going."

The short man nodded and comforted the strong man for a few moments. He was relatively rational and calmed down before continuing to lead the way for everyone.

However, he then told everyone some bad news: it was about a two-day journey to Huacun, and even if they went fast, it would still take a day and a half, but the amount of garlic they had wouldn't be enough to sustain them for the entire journey.

Asha Riya frowned slightly, glanced at the short man, and offered a solution.

"How about this, we won't use the gray garlic in the second half of the night. We'll eat it when we encounter an undead horde that we can't handle."

This method was indeed feasible, and no one objected. However, people stopped using the grey garlic in the middle of the night.

After leaving Yangyang Village for about three or four miles, everyone could clearly feel that the gazes of the surrounding spirits had become less friendly.

The undead in this area wander around randomly, in twos and threes. They are all servant-level rotting corpses, and apart from their chilling appearance, they are nothing special.

A rotting corpse seemed to smell the scent of a living person. Its disgusting and eerie head slowly turned around, and its eerie, empty pupils locked onto Asha's closest neighbor.

Faced with the menacing, rotting corpse, Asha Ruya's eyes beneath her silk scarf remained unmoved. Instead, she nestled closer to Mo Xie, adopting the demeanor of a submissive woman.

Seeing this, without Mo Xie having to make a move, the bearded attendant immediately stepped forward, with an icy star map already forming beneath his feet, and frost spreading out.

"Ice lock!"

He waved his hand at the corpse, and a thick chain of ice broke through the ice, instantly sealing the corpse that wanted to attack Asha'ruya inside.

"Crush the bones!"

Then, with a sudden clench of his hand, the icy chains binding the rotting corpse tightened abruptly, crushing it completely!

"Ali, don't waste your magic power."

Upon seeing this, Asharuya narrowed her beautiful eyes and gave a word of advice.

Upon hearing the saint's instructions, the attendant named Ali quickly bowed.

"By the way, we've been walking together for quite a while now, and we still don't know how to address each other?"

The short man chuckled. With his keen sense of smell, he had already realized that the woman in front of him was no ordinary person. However, what surprised him was the young hunter master, whose identity must be even more extraordinary.

"My Chinese name is Ye Meng'e, Ye as in leaf, Meng as in dream, and E as in graceful."

Asha Ruya smiled slightly, revealing a charming and alluring expression, and introduced herself in a serious manner.

"Um, may we address you like that?"

Ali asked in a low voice, his tone filled with anticipation.

However, Asha's gaze was merely cold, and he immediately lowered his head and shut his mouth.

"Meng'e...hehe, have you found your long-lost younger brother?"

Mo Xie recalled the scene of their first meeting and couldn't help but make a teasing remark.

"Of course, I've already found it."

Asha Ruya held Mo Xie's arm, her beautiful eyes revealing tenderness, and breathed softly into his ear.

Along the way, it was mostly the two servants who were dealing with the wandering undead.

They were quite lucky; they didn't stumble upon any gravesites and remained safe until nearly midnight, saving them a considerable amount of food.

"It will be dawn in about an hour."

The short man glanced at his watch and exhaled.

"I thought the ghosts of the ancient capital were some kind of formidable force, but they're just a bunch of brainless, stupid corpses!"

Ali casually killed an undead and laughed disdainfully. "Brother, you mustn't say that. The Land of the Dead is very eerie. You really can't say things like that!"

The burly man's expression changed, and he quickly tried to dissuade him.

Ali, however, didn't take it seriously and just grinned.

Ahead lay a patch of loose, muddy ground, which appeared completely black, while the clouds in the sky were incredibly thick and hung very low.

"Tear it!"

Suddenly, a pale white bolt of lightning ripped open this narrow space, illuminating the oppressive black sky and the endless black earth, making one feel as if they were walking inside an endless black box.

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!

"Holy crap, it's raining!"

Feeling the rain falling on him, the short man's expression changed drastically, and he immediately started cursing.

As soon as he finished speaking, a heavy rain began to fall, and white lightning flashed across the dim sky, the reflections of the raindrops blending together into a dense, continuous expanse.

The rain was intense, washing away the soft soil, making every step a muddy mess.

Another lightning strike, and the scene ahead, a blood-red hue washed over by the rain, came into everyone's view.

Blood flowed past their feet, a truly horrifying sight. The rain was so dense that they couldn't see anything ahead, so for a moment, no one knew whether or not to eat the grey garlic.

"Hurry up, the rain will wash away the smell of garlic you exhaled!"

The burly man took the lead and ran, reminding everyone at this moment.

"So, you mean gray garlic can't be used on rainy days?"

Mo Fan then realized what was happening and exclaimed in surprise.

"Yes, so we must find a place to take shelter from the rain as soon as possible!"

Hearing the burly man's words, Mo Fan had a lot of curses to utter, but the rain was too heavy, and he had no intention of saying anything there. He had to find a place to take shelter from the rain as soon as possible.

"Waterbending!"

He Yu, a member of the team, immediately cast a water spell, enveloping everyone in a ring of water to prevent the rain from hitting them.

Although they avoided getting soaked, the rain still washed away the smell of the garlic, so the danger was never completely eliminated.

"Damn it, there's more and more blood here, there might be a giant corpse!"

The short man's face was grim as he judged based on his experience.

"If we really can't find a place to take shelter from the rain, then we have no choice but to fight."

Xu Zhaoting looked at the flat terrain around him and said helplessly.

"No way, with this heavy rain, if we fight, we'll all be covered in mud."

Mo Fan felt the mud beneath his feet and couldn't help but complain.

"What did I tell you? This Land of the Dead is eerie, don't talk nonsense!"

The strong man then blamed all the problems on what Ali had said earlier.

As everyone trudged through the mud, their pace quickened.

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

"Awooo!!!"

"Ugh!!!"

Suddenly, two heart-pounding roars came from the side.

Liu Xian was closest to the sound. She turned her head to look, and a look of surprise appeared on her exquisite face.

Through the rain, the silhouette of a gigantic corpse, as large as an ox, became increasingly clear. This creature had several arms, each gripping a rusty axe.

The rain washed away the dried bloodstains from these knives and axes, making them look even more terrifying. One wonders how many people these knives and axes have killed!

It was as strong as an ox, with grotesque limbs. What was even more terrifying was that on such a thick body was a woman's small head, with a head of dirty long hair hanging down, and a face full of gloom and malice washed by the rain!

"Why...why did you abandon me?!"

The woman opened her gaping maw, which was filled with blood and bits of flesh, and made very muffled and unpleasant noises.

The voice had become distorted; though it was human language, it was filled with the murderous intent of vengeful spirits and demons! (End of Chapter)