Full-Time Magister: The Evil Emperor Descends

"Liu Xian, hide behind me."

Seeing this, Mo Xie pulled Liu Xian to his side, his eyes fixed on the strange corpse general.

A sweet smile appeared on Liu Xian's pretty face. Although this kind of corpse general meant nothing to her, she was very happy with this subconscious action.

Sure enough, my master loves me the most!

As everyone stared at this grotesque corpse of a sword and axe general, they couldn't understand how many dead things had been grafted onto its body, otherwise how could it be so ugly and monstrous!

"A corpse general...and a giant corpse general at that! We're doomed...we're doomed!"

The short man stared at the giant corpse general in terror, clearly looking like he was about to flee for his life.

"Damn it, a large number of rotting corpses have heard the Corpse General's call and are gathering here!"

The servant Ali shouted as he saw spirits constantly appearing around them and rushing towards them.

"Ah Xin, Ah Li, don't panic, you two go and deal with those rotting corpses first."

Asha'ruya gave instructions to her two attendants. Her cascading hair was already completely soaked from the heavy rain, and even the black veil covering her face looked like it might slip off at any moment.

She didn't try to hide it; she casually tore off her black veil, revealing a flawless face.

The veil was removed, revealing a face without a trace of makeup, snow-white and radiant, with eyes like autumn water, a delicate nose and cherry lips, as if crafted by the hand of a god, breathtakingly beautiful, possessing a beauty that could topple kingdoms!

When she doesn't smile, she appears slightly aloof and ethereal, as if untouched by worldly concerns. But once she smiles, she becomes exceptionally beautiful, her sexy and vibrant red lips curving slightly, her smile gentle yet approachable, exuding elegance with a touch of allure.

Especially her beautiful eyes, which were exceptionally bright like stars, with long eyelashes glistening with moisture, like pear blossoms in the rain, making her look charming and touching.

This is not a completely Western face; in fact, if you don't look closely, it's not much different from an Eastern woman's.

She possesses both allure and sanctity, with the untouchable holiness of a goddess, yet exuding the seductive charm of a witch.

"Let's join forces to deal with him!"

Asha'ruya ordered her men to deal with the horde of rotting corpses, while she quickly approached Mo Xie and whispered something.

"Run! Run! We're no match for the giant corpse general!"

The short man still had a shred of conscience; he didn't immediately turn and run. Having lived in the ancient capital for so many years, he knew very well how terrifying the corpses were.

The vast majority of undead are servants, but if the number of rotting corpses increases, even a team of mid-level mages will be wiped out.

If you disturb the Corpse General, you'll face an even greater chance of death. The Corpse General will summon all the undead within a one-kilometer radius. Even if you can kill hundreds of undead, you can never stop thousands of undead from gathering like a tide.

Corpse generals are already a nightmare for mid-level mages, let alone the kind of giant corpse generals that have been nurtured in the land of the dead for dozens of years!

Only high-level mages can usually handle the Great Corpse General; even the best mid-level team would surely be annihilated!
"This place is full of the dead. The heavy rain has cut off our direction. Running away would be pointless and we would only be picked off one by one. Our best option now is to hold out until dawn."

Mo Fan and Xu Zhaoting shared the same thought: running was pointless in this situation. This giant corpse general was not only enormous but also incredibly fast. Once it roared, it would gather the surrounding undead to surround and intercept it, making escape impossible. The best course of action was to eliminate this giant corpse general as quickly as possible before the other undead swarmed in!

"Don't run around, I'll take care of it."

At this moment, Mo Xie's calm words echoed in everyone's ears. Although he didn't shout them out, everyone could hear them clearly.

The extremely flustered dwarf finally realized that he had almost forgotten that this young man was a master hunter. How could a small corpse general be easily handled?

"Come stay with me, everyone! Come stay with me!"

The axe-wielding corpse twisted the ghostly face above its head, and the vicious words it uttered sent chills down one's spine.

As the cold rain poured down, the knife-axe corpse swung its blunt axes and stomped down at Mo Xie with brute force. This guy wasn't killing with the sharpness of the knives and axes at all; he was just using their weight to smash!

The heavy giant axe was only inches away from Mo Xie, and to the others, he seemed completely terrified, standing there motionless.

But in Mo Xie's eyes, the attack speed of the axe-wielding corpse general was as slow as a snail; he could dodge it even with his eyes closed.

With his right hand loosely clenched at his side, a long and sharp Tang sword appeared in his hand in the next second. The blade had smooth lines, the scabbard was simple and elegant, and the hilt was just the right size to hold in one hand. The length of the sword was just right, making it a work of art that was truly a masterpiece of craftsmanship.

Moye held Yama horizontally in front of her, gripping the scabbard in one hand and the hilt in the other. She slowly drew the blade, which gleamed with a blood-red light, looking incredibly sinister!
The moment the axe-wielding corpse brought down its sharp axe, it stirred up a cloud of dust and water, and even the ground trembled.

The ugly head had just grinned wildly when the axe was raised, but the smile vanished as the axe struck the spot where no human corpse had been found!

"His!"

The next second, a cutting sound came from beside my ear, and then a thin, scarlet line cut open at its neck, slowly oozing bright red blood.

It seemed to feel the pain in its neck, and tried to look down but couldn't lower its head at all, uttering a very hoarse sound.

"Why……"

Behind the axe-wielding corpse general, Mo Xie landed lightly on the ground. The water barrier around her had already been broken, and a large black robe had appeared on her body, keeping her from the rain.

He held the scabbard at his waist with his left hand, and with his right hand, he twirled the Yama sword with style, sliding the back of the blade against the scabbard opening before slowly inserting it.

"Crack!"

As Yama fully inserted the sword into its sheath, the head of the axe-wielding corpse general instantly flew into the air, and large amounts of blood gushed from the cut on its neck, turning into a rain of blood that drenched the earth.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a pale clap of thunder rang out, and a chilling, pale light illuminated the blood-red corpse, as well as the slightly hazy figure in the rain, dressed in a black robe, standing with a knife in hand.

Asha'ruya, who had managed to distance herself from the axe-wielding corpses, witnessed this scene. Her pupils flickered slightly, her voluptuous body trembled, and her beautiful eyes were filled with surprise and shock.

Little Xie's strength... is incredible! (End of Chapter)