Full-Time Magister: Collect Fragments and Create a Heart Sea Contract

Chapter 172 Curry Stick! Slaying the Dark Sword Master!

The next day.

As dawn broke, a massive legion of mages assembled in the city of Pushini and set off, sounding their horns.

Han Yi was with the British team; more accurately, he was accompanying Eileen.

Zheluo and the others looked helpless. How could he be flirting with the Grand Duke right in front of them? What an incompetent teammate!

After hearing that Han Yi had joined the team, Staff Officer Fenner made a special trip to visit him.

"Lord Han, thank you for your assistance. I will offer you a generous reward after the matter is resolved."

"You're too kind. I'm just doing my job because I'm paid to do my job."

Han Yi nodded, indicating that he would do his best to help.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Advisor Fenner led a group of mages to protect the healing maidens of the Parthenon.

Looking into the distance, I also saw two familiar faces.

Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan were also there.

The three exchanged a knowing glance, looked at their respective female companions, and smiled knowingly.

Doing training missions (X) Trying to pick up girls (√)
From lip reading, it was clear that Zhao Manyan truly admired Han Yi, and he was the first to give a thumbs up.

The two of them only managed to hook up with healing-type girls, but Han Yi is truly amazing; he even managed to get involved with a Grand Duke.

"All generals, heed my command! For Pushini!!!"

"Brothers, rush, rush, rush!"

At the command of Staff Officer Fenner, the army set off.

The Egyptian mage legion was filled with righteous indignation; they transformed into a magical tide and set off in a mighty torrent.

The group moved forward, and after being besieged by the undead along the way, they arrived at the camp five kilometers away without any trouble.

After the monks reunited, they continued their journey.

The target is a high slope fifteen kilometers from the pyramids; they must capture it before they can continue their advance!
On the other side of the high slope, there is a group of poisonous golden mummies, their bodies glowing with a golden-green hue, shimmering in the sunlight.

Zhao Manyan and his group were in the temple's procession, so the group of poisonous golden mummies was left to Eileen and the others.

"Water bloom canopy!"

Eileen uttered a magical phrase and lightly tapped her finger, creating a purple-blue waterfall curtain.

It stretched across the front of the column, blocking the wisps of golden-green poisonous mist that drifted towards them.

Then, Eileen used mind magic to control the situation, causing the group of poisonous golden mummies to lose their composure.

Seeing that Grand Duke Eileen was making her move, Zhe Luo and the others also joined in.

"Dimensional Summoning - Eagle Lord!"

"Heavenly Flame Funeral - Flame Rain!"

"Golden Griffin, charge!"

Under the magical bombardment, the Poison Gold Mummy horde was suppressed in an instant and systematically wiped out.

Han Yi did not use any magic, but with each step he took, numerous ferocious ice spikes spread out from the ground.

Like a string of candied hawthorns, harvesting poisonous golden mummies.

The fallen fragments of soul, essence, and ash power were collected one by one.

A few minutes later.

The Poison Gold Mummy clan was wiped out, but things weren't looking good on the other side of the battlefield.

The Kuomintang's Vankos's troops encountered the Fiend Sword Death Servant, and suffered heavy casualties in just one encounter.

The Wraith Sword Deadpools are a group of fully armed dark swordsmen. They are skilled in swordsmanship, wear corpse armor, and pose a great threat when they form a battle formation.

"Han Yi, should we go help?"

Eileen had never experienced such a large-scale war before. Seeing the heavy casualties among the mages, she asked Han Yi for advice.

"You hold the line, let me take over."

Han Yi pointed his finger in mid-air, and ice magic surged forth, instantly transforming into five lifelike ice dragons.

The ice dragon has reappeared, its roar echoing through the heavens!
"Xuan Bing Long Xiang!"

Han Yi leaped into the air and landed steadily on top of the central ice dragon, followed by the other four ice dragons.

Then, the mages in the midst of battle witnessed a scene they would never forget.

"Dragon Star Group!"

A burst of dazzling blue light flashed from the four long, swirling ice dragons.

hold head high! ! !
Immediately afterwards, the dragon roared with its mouth wide open, unleashing streaks of dark white meteors falling from the sky.

With Han Yi's magical energy, hundreds of pale white frost meteors rained down from the sky, densely packed. Five hundred malevolent sword-wielding death servants were instantly buried, along with a group of mummies nearby.

"Boom boom boom——!!!"

Ice fog rises, a swirling, eerie white, ultra-low temperature.

On the ground, giant craters of varying sizes were created by the impact, stretching for several kilometers, creating a truly awe-inspiring scene.

This destructive power of ice shocked everyone present!

The vast majority of the undead guarding the pyramids were wiped out, greatly relieving the pressure on the mages.

"Holy crap, Captain, he's still as fierce as ever!!"

"Brother Han, awesome! My Superman!!"

Inside the temple procession, Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan stared in disbelief at the scene.

Beside her, Eileen looked on with adoration.

"Han Yi, you're practically a magical monster?! You're so strong it's despair-inducing."

Eileen gave her assessment, expressing her amazement.

Zheluo and the others wholeheartedly agreed. Being one step ahead is genius, being two steps ahead is prodigy, and they had already begun their run.
The fighting ranks were in an uproar.

"God bless the city of Pushini!!"

"Thank you. Which great mage intervened?"

The mage legion was completely dumbfounded. Such terrifying ice-type destructive power was something even a super-class mage couldn't match.

Staff Officer Fenner was the first to react and commanded the troops to continue the charge.

The group quickly broke through the third camp and arrived at the fourth camp.

The last five kilometers.

The undead here are as numerous as the tide, gathering undead creatures from dozens of miles around, resembling a terrifying ruin.

"rush!!"

Staff Officer Fenner gave the order, and a streak of blue light rose into the sky, signaling the start of a full-scale attack by the entire mage legion.

"Charge! Kill!"

"For Pushkin!"

The mage legion clashed violently with the undead creatures, magic flashing and roars filling the air, creating utter chaos.

But soon, a sudden change occurred.

Five kilometers away on the sand, five hundred Vicious Sword Servants formed a sword formation, and in the middle of the group of Vicious Sword Servants, there was a shadowy figure riding a black ghost horse.

It was shrouded in a thick layer of black aura, like wearing a hazy black battle robe.

Sub-Monarch, Dark Sword Master!

It held the dark longsword upright, stirring up the dark clouds.

"The Sword of the Netherworld!"

A majestic voice resounded, and the Dark Sword Master uttered ancient Egyptian words. The dark sword intent originated from the realm of death, descending upon the mortal world with a profound aura of destruction!

The black sword wave split into two, one traversing the sky and the other sweeping across the earth, before merging back into one in the next moment.

"Curry stick!!"

A storm surged around Han Yi, condensing into a three-foot-long, deep blue sword.

The Wind King's barrier swept across, and a terrifying, world-destroying storm formed its eye, drawing outwards.

Followed by.

Han Yi raised his long sword high, and the three-foot-long blade suddenly turned golden, emitting a dark golden ray that stretched for a hundred meters.

Hurricane blades, storm raging!
The longsword traced a full moon shape, was raised above the head, and shattered the two dark sword waves with a deafening roar before slashing down heavily.

The golden sword fell before the Dark Sword Master's horrified eyes.

"boom--!!"

A thunderclap appeared out of nowhere, creating a massive, terrifying golden shockwave.

It swept across the land, dazzling and mesmerizing.

After a while.

As the dust settled, the once arrogant Dark Sword Master was killed on the spot.

A bunch of monarch-level dark-type equipment dropped.

Slaying a sub-monarch is as easy as having hands!

(End of this chapter)