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

Chapter 125, Lu Huan

In my previous life, the internet was abuzz with the debate about the ancient forbidden spell being used. Most people were projecting their own wishful thinking and passions onto the story, without considering that the forbidden spell mage was a living, breathing person, not an emotionless savior machine.

Humans have concerns and various perspectives, and saving the world comes at a price.

There are quite a few forbidden spells, but not many. From a rational perspective, without considering factors like cultural confidence, and assuming that important and powerful positions such as the Grand Speaker, the Chief of the Court, and Asian Members of Parliament are not forbidden spells, the number of forbidden spells in China is unlikely to exceed 10 at most.

Putting aside the complex realities of distance, political struggles, and jurisdictional restrictions, the number of forbidden spellcasters suitable for taking action is actually quite small.

Finally, there's the question of whether these individuals are willing to take action, which is also the most important point.

If you put yourself in Chen Hao's mindset, you would definitely avoid such things if possible, and try to muddle through.

After all, it's a thankless task. Putting aside whether there are any benefits, the mere fact that it poses a life-threatening risk is enough to deter half of the people.

Those who painstakingly climbed to the forbidden spell rank were all pillars of their families, the result of generations of accumulated wealth. Did they really think the Earth's Essence bestowed their talents for free?

Of all those forbidden spells, why did they have to choose Wei Guang, Jiang Shaoli, and Zhao Manyan...?

To put it bluntly, Chen Hao wouldn't be surprised if such an extremely precious political resource as the Earth's Essence were fought over so fiercely that it would even trigger a civil war.

Even someone as powerful as Hong Wu, before even engaging in battle with Leng Yuemou, had already assigned the blame to Dean Xiao. This is the true nature of the forbidden spell circle, as meticulous as diplomacy between major powers.

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The north gate of the inner city—the most tragic corner of the ancient capital's defense line—has been completely transformed into the front line of a sea of ​​the dead.

Black mist billowed, and a horde of corpses surged into the sky.

The rotting corpses piled up like mud, layer upon layer, on the trenches and ruins, as if trying to build a bridge of flesh and decay to the city walls. Skeletons were everywhere, each clad in tattered armor, wielding swords and shields, their iron hooves pounding the ground like the beating of war drums of a thousand armies.

In the air, ghosts and spirits floated and wandered, weaving through the wind like wisps of silk. Their withered faces were filled with ferocious desires. Their twisted souls plunged headlong into the shield barrier of the city wall, emitting bursts of shrill screams, attempting to use their spirits to erode and corrode the defenses, tearing a breach.

"Squeeze out every last drop of magic power! High-level lightning, lock onto the aerial demons!" Commander Beimen roared hoarsely, but his voice was almost drowned out by the thunder and the wailing of the undead.

Suddenly, a deafening roar came from the far north, like thunder rolling across the mountains. The next moment, the entire city wall trembled slightly.

"The Lord of the Underworld! It's back again!!" a mage screamed in terror.

The colossal skeleton emerged from the black mist, its four hooves pounding the ground, each step like a massive hammer slamming into the earth, crushing countless undead along its path.

With a roar, ghostly flames gathered, as if absorbing the entire night into its belly. Then, a jet-black dragon breath spewed out!

boom--! !

The western section of the outer buildings of the North Gate city wall was instantly corroded away, with rubble flying everywhere. Countless undead were swallowed by black flames before they could even scream, their bones burning black and curling up.

The terrifying breath of death surged and sprayed onto the city's barrier, causing the energy fluctuations to boil violently. The barrier of light rippled and undulated, as if it were about to be breached at any moment.

"We can't let it attack the barrier! Spatial and Chaos magic, immediately seal off that section of spacetime!"

"It's no use, they can't hold on any longer!"

"Don't panic! There's still the Imperial Guard Legion—" Before the words were finished, a shadow larger than the bone dragon was slowly approaching from the depths of the battlefield.

It was a mountain of corpses, and also a colossal corpse—the corpse of a mountain peak!
Its body towered into the clouds, its back covered with countless corpses and skeletons, like a twisted life form crawling on it from countless undead. It approached step by step, its fist, as large as a building, clenched tightly, as if it were only a matter of time before it shattered the city. With each step it took, the earth groaned in a deep, mournful voice.

The approach of this behemoth made the higher-ups in the Clock Tower Magic Association restless. Countless streams of light flew out from within the barrier, each radiating terrifying super-level fluctuations. Leading them was none other than the chief of the Imperial Guards—Lu Huan!
"I'll hold off the Lord of the Corpse, you all try your best to delay the Corpse of the Mountain Peak!" Lu Huan's expression was stern, but his tone conveyed a reassuring firmness and authority that put everyone at ease.

With a single wave of his hand, the entire sky above the barrier suddenly brightened!

That was a vast, water-based star system!

A spiritual universe composed of 2,401 stars suddenly unfolded in the night sky, as if an entire Milky Way had been summoned to the mortal world. Each star in the sea of ​​stars was as crystalline as a sapphire, revolving around the central Sea Eye Star, its surging spiritual power crushing outwards!

A colossal wave appeared behind Lu Huan, condensing into the shadow of a steaming ocean, within which an ancient sea dragon seemed to roar and surge!
His figure suddenly leaped into the sky, breaking through the clouds, and appeared above the Lord of the Underworld through spatial teleportation!
"—Cataclysmic Tsunami: Souls Fall into the Sea and Bury Away!!!"

Amidst the roar, the vast sea descended from the sky. The abyss-like vortex, carrying the power of chaotic fluctuations, crashed down. It was no longer just water—but a chaotic water realm that devoured laws and disintegrated order!

The Lord of the Underworld roared in response!

As soon as it opened its mouth, a black and gold dragon flame breath shot out, causing the void to collapse wherever it passed. Poisonous mist, ghostly flames, and death curses entangled within, like a furnace of doomsday!

"Boom!!!"

A tsunami and deadly flames collided in mid-air!

The world seemed to be torn apart, and the deafening roar was like a thousand thunderbolts crashing down!
A fierce wind raged high above, making it difficult for even the mages on the ground, separated by the barrier, to maintain their balance.

Suddenly, the Skeleton Lord's bone wings spread out for hundreds of meters. The six giant wings with spines slashed through the void like blades. His figure disappeared in an instant, bypassing the whirlpool of water and pouncing on Lu Huan from the side!

"Shhh!!"

Its claws had already reached the target, and beneath its bone blade, even the space itself shattered like glass!

"Hmph—" Lu Huan snorted coldly, and lightning flashed around his body!

That was the lightning-type star palace he had just repaired!

Thunder pierced his body, and lightning enveloped him!
"Thunder Punishment - Divine Piercing Electrode!"

A bolt of lightning shot out from Lu Huan's palm, straight as a sword, and clashed head-on with the claws of the Skeleton King!
"Keng!!"

A burst of lightning sent Lu Huan flying back dozens of meters, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

The Skeleton King also tumbled in the air, his left claw exploding into a large number of fragments of dead bones, causing his soul fire to fluctuate.

It looked up, its skeletal face revealing a pair of dark purple eyes that stared intently at Lu Huan, recognizing him as a true opponent for the first time.

The next moment, it suddenly opened its mouth, and a purple-black demonic seal rapidly condensed in its mouth. It was a kind of original demonic technique of the Undead Monarch - Nether Sea Seal - Domain of Death!
The entire sky instantly darkened, and countless ghosts flew out, forming a hemispherical death domain that imprisoned Lu Huan within it!

(End of this chapter)