Versatile Mage: Get the Desert Emperor clone at the start

Chapter 188 Distant Memories, Rising Anger
Before the dilapidated fishing village, the damp sea breeze, carrying the salty smell, hits you in the face.

Several crooked wooden houses creaked in the wind, and fishing nets lay scattered on the beach, already dilapidated.

Guan Yu kicked at the pebbles under his feet, frowning. "The professors told us to find our own way to Japan, but all our identification documents have been confiscated, and we weren't given a single penny. How are we supposed to get there?"

Nan Jue looked around, her gaze settling on several fishing boats moored in the distance. She calmly said, "This is a fishing village; there are bound to be boats. We're all mages; if we don't have money, we can earn it ourselves."

"To become a hunter mage?"

After some investigation, the group contacted Lin Junxian, a wealthy businessman in Asuka City.

Lin Junxian, a lean middle-aged man, narrowed his eyes and sized up the group of young people after hearing their purpose: "Can you really deal with the sea monster? That sea area hasn't been peaceful lately."

Ai Jiangtu stepped forward and said calmly, "We can prove our strength first."

Lin Junxian pondered for a moment, then finally nodded: "Alright! As long as you can wipe out that group of Crimson Demons, I'll give you a magic ship, plus ample supplies."

Nan Jue immediately seized the opportunity and compiled a detailed list of medicines.

Knowing that the journey was still long, she bought as much as possible.

The group then boarded a white magic ship and slowly sailed to a nearby rocky island.

"Intelligence indicates that the Crimson Demon horde inhabits the vicinity of these rocky islands, and there may be a commander-level one among them. Everyone be careful." Nan Jue unfolded the sea chart and pointed his finger at a reef area.

The battle began quickly.

"They're here!" Nan Jue suddenly looked up.

Beneath the surface of the sea, a series of dark shadows were rapidly approaching.

"Wow--"

Seven or eight Crimson Demons broke out of the water.

They resemble humanoids, covered in reddish scales, with claws as sharp as knives.

"Space Compression!"

Ai Jiangtu's cold voice boomed in the sea breeze.

Suddenly, a silver star map bloomed beneath his feet, and spatial magic rippled outwards like waves.

The Crimson Demon charging at the forefront suddenly froze, the surrounding air seemingly solidifying and forcibly compressing and deforming its massive body.

The crimson scales shattered inch by inch under the pressure of the spatial force, and dark purple blood gushed out from the seven orifices.

"Ice Lock - Throat Seal!"

Mu Ningxue's cold voice then rang out.

Her slender white fingers gracefully swept across the air, and three crystal-clear icy chains materialized out of thin air, meandering and precisely wrapping around the throats of the three Crimson Demons.

The extreme cold spread instantly, freezing their roars in their throats.

The battle was almost one-sided from the very beginning.

Ai Jiangtu's spatial magic demonstrated astonishing efficiency.

Each time he raised his hand, as the silver star trails flowed, several Crimson Demons would be gripped by the throats by an invisible hand, their limbs twisting and deforming strangely.

Mu Nujiao's plant-based magic was even more stunning.

She stood at the very front, surrounded by emerald green light.

As she gently raised her hands, the sea suddenly began to boil—countless emerald-green vines burst forth from the water, each as thick as a child's arm and covered with sharp barbs.

These vines coiled around the Crimson Demon's body as if they were alive, and no matter how much they struggled and bit, it was to no avail.

Those seemingly delicate leaves, which flutter lightly in the air, cut into the hard carapace of the Crimson Demon as easily as the sharpest scalpel the moment they touched it.

The scales that the Crimson Demon was so proud of were as fragile as paper in front of these leaves.

Qin Xiaonan did not make a move. "Pay attention to the three o'clock position," he whispered to Mu Nujiao.

Mu Nujiao nodded knowingly, a faint green light flashing at her fingertips.

The next second, a smaller Crimson Demon suddenly leaped out from underwater, but before it could succeed, a thorn as thick as a bowl burst out from a gap in the deck and pierced its throat precisely.

Dark red blood spurted out, emitting a foul odor.

The battle ended faster than expected.

Several corpses of Crimson Demons floated on the sea surface, while the rest had already fled in panic, leaving only a series of fading water droplets behind.

Ai Jiangtu put away the star map, and the silver light slowly faded in his palm.

He glanced around at everyone, his gaze settling on Mu Nujiao: "Well done." His tone held a hint of appreciation. "Especially Mu Nujiao's control of the plant vines saved us a lot of magic power."

Guan Yu wiped the sweat from his forehead and pursed his lips upon hearing this. He had almost been ambushed just now, and his back was still covered in cold sweat.

The sea breeze suddenly became biting.

Qin Xiaonan's previously languid expression suddenly hardened, and his pupils contracted slightly. He sensed an unusual aura—not demonic energy, but something far more unsettling.

“Something’s not right,” he said in a low voice, his tone unusually cold.

At almost the same moment, Ai Jiangtu also noticed something was wrong.

The usually composed captain suddenly raised his hand and pointed to a Crimson Demon corpse floating on the sea not far away: "Look at its belly."

Everyone's eyes followed the finger he was pointing at.

The corpse of the Crimson Demon was slowly sinking, its abdomen just pierced, and dark red blood was spreading in the seawater.

And within that filthy mass of flesh and blood, a distorted, small outline could be vaguely seen.
"That is..." Jiang Shaoxu's voice stopped abruptly, her charming eyes widening instantly.

Mu Nujiao instinctively covered her mouth, her face turning deathly pale.

Ai Jiangtu strode forward, spatial magic condensing into an invisible blade in his palm.

Without hesitation, he completely disemboweled the Crimson Demon's abdomen—

With a "whoosh," a blurry mass of flesh slid out, followed by a deathly silence.

That was the body of an infant.

The small body was severely decomposed, and its skin was riddled with holes from stomach acid, but the outline of a human could still be discerned.

The baby's curled-up posture suggests that it is still sleeping peacefully in the womb, but will never wake up again.

"Ugh—" Mu Tingying suddenly turned around and gagged, her delicate makeup instantly turning into a mess.

Even Nan Jue, who had spent years training in the army and was used to life and death, froze in place.

She clenched her fists so tightly her knuckles turned white, and her lips trembled uncontrollably.

Qin Xiaonan stared silently at the small corpse, her eyes deep and dark.

He has been in this world for a long time and knows about some of the major events, but he doesn't remember some of the details.

This scene has stirred up his memories.

He recalled what happened to the Nationalist government members at their first stop.

The words he had read in the book were now actually happening before his eyes. To lay a hand on a child who was only a few days old and had almost no memory of him was beyond cruelty.

The struggle between demons and humans has existed since ancient times. Demons devour mages to increase their strength, while mages slay demons to obtain their essence materials. This is the main theme of the entire world of magic. If one side is not strong enough, they can only accept their fate.

But what is happening now is not like that.

(End of this chapter)