Full-Time Magister: The Strongest Summoned Beast is Actually Myself

Chapter 123, House Arrest of High-Ranking Officials

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The ancient capital at this time—

The dead surged like a tide.

The outer city has fallen completely, and the first line of defense has collapsed entirely.

From the sky, the ground, and the ruins, countless eerie spirits swarmed like ants.

The raging spring and the deathly tide kept pouring into the city, creating new undead legions every moment.

After his attack, the Lord of the Corpse Demons disappeared into the sky, seemingly having exhausted himself, and did not continue to use that earth-shattering dragon breath.

Meanwhile, the corpses on the mountain peaks, besides hurling fleshy mounds of corpses, continued to approach step by step.

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At this moment, in the inner city, at the Clock Tower Magic Association.

"Although I am very reluctant to believe this result, everyone has seen the facts."

“It is obvious that Salam is among all of you here.”

In the operations room, dozens of high-ranking officials were gathered together, and the gray-haired man spoke in a cold voice.

At his feet lay his men, who looked exactly like him, now lifeless. Just to verify Salam's existence, a loyal life had been lost.

"President, give the order," the gray-haired man said.

Han Ji nodded. In fact, it was all his arrangement. The two had already conspired together. With a wave of his hand, countless guard mages surged out and surrounded the crowd.

"The ancient capital is in imminent danger, and I, Han, have no choice but to comply. Please forgive me, everyone." Immediately afterward, Han Ji used some kind of secret technique, and a flash of purple soul chains bound the high-ranking officials present.

"President, this is not right. Without us, who will stand against the eight fallen rulers?"

"President, please reconsider..."

"This will only lead to bigger consequences."

"..."

Many high-ranking officials tried to persuade him, but Han Ji was determined to carry out the guillotine and didn't want to listen to their explanations.

Unlike the original novel, because Zhang Xiaohou was brought back to the military headquarters ahead of time, Wangchong was discovered immediately.

A target worthy of being planted with the Forgetfulness Worm by Hei Jue Ting would naturally be highly valued. Although it could not be cured, his life was saved, and the true identity of Hu Jin, the Grand Steward, was successfully discovered, namely Mu He!
At this time, Mu He was already under the surveillance of the deputy commander of the Imperial Guard, and would be arrested immediately if there was any disturbance.

The reason they didn't act immediately was that they were still trying to use him to find out Salang's true identity.

After all, so many high-ranking officials, all of whom are super-level mages, would be too costly to be buried with a demon.

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outside world.

Mountains of flesh and blood rained down from the sky, these fleshy mounds of corpses crashing into the ancient capital's streets and alleys like demonic stones, collapsing skyscrapers, breaching foundations, and taking root. They were not mere weapons, but seeds of a purgatory of the dead, which, once they landed, would become incubators and nests for the undead.

Wherever they went, they devoured corpses!

The most terrifying supernatural power of these creatures is the tempering of corpses and the forging of skeletons. Within that twisted and rotting behemoth, hundreds and thousands of servant-level corpses and warrior-level skeletons have long been hidden. They continuously pour out from the mound of flesh and corpses, like starving dead imprisoned in hell, rushing to the streets and alleys, frantically devouring every fresh corpse, and then turning them into new undead soldiers!

The ancient capital was a metropolis with over ten million permanent residents. Its outer city was vast and densely populated, mostly with ordinary citizens. If they couldn't evacuate to the inner city in time, these 70-80% of the residents would become a food source for the undead. The Imperial Guard Mage Corps could no longer sit idly by. Following the order from Chief Lu Huan, the entire Imperial Guard mages launched an attack!

The night sky was blood-red, flames burned in the streets, and corpse mist swirled in the air, as if the world was decaying and collapsing.

Boom boom boom——!
Three Royal Guard mages, propelled by winged magical artifacts, flew across the half-collapsed self-built building, skimming close to the street. They wore heavy silver-blue battle robes, with magical energy veins floating on their robes, like star trails winding around their bodies.

"A second fleshy mound corpse has appeared on Twelfth Street. Judging from the appearance, there are no ghost generals guarding it. It should have been attracted away by the people from the Sixth Team."

"Great opportunity, let's take care of it!"

The leading guard, a lightning mage, suddenly raised his hands, causing countless lightning bolts to explode in the void!

"Lightning Blade Storm!!"

Waaaaaahh ...

The sky suddenly changed, and more than three hundred thunder stars resonated and activated in the spiritual world, forming a constellation and then being released through a special magical artifact.

Lightning converged into rapidly spinning lightning blades, slashing into the surface of the giant corpse like a hurricane!
*Sizzle sizzle sizzle—!*

The entire mound of flesh appeared to be sliced ​​at high speed, with rotten flesh splattering and blood plasma raining down.

Another fire-elemental guard pressed forward, his incantation burning like flames: "Heavenly Flame Funeral!"

The constellation of fire rose up and then exploded into thousands of fiery meteors, engulfing all the rotting zombie generals and engineers!

The third guard was a dual cultivator of healing and light magic. He did not back down during the battle between the two, and raised his right hand to release a "Light Falls Over Ten Feet! Cluster!".

Also released through a special magical artifact, the Constellation of Light, like an arrow from the heavens, fell from the sky and accurately struck the central crystal core of the Corpse Minister.

--boom! ! !

In just thirty seconds, the commander-level corpse minister was completely annihilated by the combined efforts of three Imperial Guard mages, and not even a single rotting egg that had seeped out was laid.

And such battles were being fought simultaneously in all directions of the ancient capital!

The Imperial Guard Mage Corps, like dozens of precise and sharp spears, pierced through the most severely affected areas of the outer city, clashing head-on with the Corpse-Hill Corpse Minister!

Every Imperial Guard mage was a high-level cultivator, a veteran of countless battles, and they all worked in perfect harmony, employing sharp and deadly tactics. Some were even capable of single-handedly slaying commander-level demons. Under Lu Huan's unified command, this top-tier combat force managed to suppress the undead offensive within a certain range, effectively preventing the outer city from collapsing completely.

But anyone with a discerning eye knows that this is only a temporary respite.

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Time passed slowly, and the sky began to lighten slightly, but it was not the approach of dawn. Instead, the entire sky was shrouded in a strange gray-purple light, as if it were a sign of the end of the world.

Chen Hao, Mo Fan, and others finally arrived in the inner city with a large number of survivors.

They started as a 20,000-strong evacuation team from Bocheng District, but as they moved along the long street, more survivors from various neighborhoods joined them, converging from all directions and forming a surging torrent of life.

By the time they approached the city gate, the procession had grown to over 100,000 men!

This "river of people" along the main road became the largest human gathering area in the entire ancient capital, moving forward in a mighty, marching army, with everyone wearing fear on their faces, yet also clinging tightly to one another.

"Too dense... This team is too dense," Mu Bai said in a low voice.

“Don’t say you’re scared, I’m scared too. This is the smell that the undead love most.” Zhou Min forced a smile, but the sweat on his palms almost smothered the fire tracks on his hands.

The immense life force, like a bloody tide, frantically drew the attention of the undead army. On several occasions, large numbers of undead attempted to surround them from the front and rear, and it was only with the help of the Guardian Mages that they managed to break through.

(End of this chapter)