Full-Time Magister: What kind of demonic tree is this? It's clearly a sacred tree!

Chapter 81 Death from the Sky

Zhang Chen and Mo Fan entered without much hesitation. Zhang Chen felt a moment of disorientation. When he opened his eyes, everything around him was chaotic. If he had to describe the feeling, it was like gliding at high speed in an incredibly smooth pipe, and every now and then he would spin around!

Suddenly, a silver spiral vortex appeared high above an empty space. Two men emerged from the vortex and fell straight down to the ground.

After the two men landed safely, Zhang Chen looked around and asked, "This alternate dimension is so huge, are we going to have to find the altar?"

This place is vast, stretching as far as the eye can see. Zhang Chen estimated that it was much larger than the entire ancient capital.

"I wonder why the Ancient King created so many alternate dimensions! By the way, is this a path to life or a path to death?" Mo Fan said. "I don't know. The information says that if we take the path to life, we'll reach the Blood King's throne! It should be a path to death! But it doesn't seem like it. There doesn't look like any danger here. There's nothing but gray earth. It's impossible for them to trap us! Every alternate dimension has an entrance and an exit. Let's find the exit first!"

Zhang Chen said at the clock tower, "What did you say? The silver vortex swept away almost half of the undead from the north city wall? Among them were the Mountain Corpse and the Lord of the Underworld?" The white man from the Mysterious Society at the Clock Tower Magic Association said with a puzzled look on his face.

"How did a silver vortex suddenly appear?" Everyone was even more confused.

"It's spatial turbulence, a strange spacetime portal that can sweep life into it and then throw it to a special location," Han Ji said slowly.

They climbed to the top of the clock tower and, passing through the inner city's barrier, could see a pitch-black area outside. Indeed, there was a silver vortex spinning on the north city wall, constantly sucking up the dead.

The silver vortex continuously sucked in the undead, and those who were sucked in quickly disappeared. After the suddenly appearing silver vortex disappeared, the entire North City became empty.

"Where did those undead go?" Elder Chu Jia of the Hunter Alliance asked.

"How about it? Is there any way to find out how they are doing?" Du Xiao was more concerned about Mo Fan and the others.

They had already stepped onto the Bridge of Life and Death, but there were no bronze mirrors on the bridge, so they had no idea what their situation was.

"Got it! Got it!" a guard shouted. The bronze mirror showed a slightly curved land, and because it was viewed from above, the entire land seemed to be in full view.

"Look what that is??"

"Silver—a silver vortex??"

Everyone was stunned. The silver vortex that had appeared outside the city had also appeared in this inner world. Even more astonishingly, the undead that had been swept away earlier were falling like rain, landing on the slightly curved ground! However, the world in this bronze mirror was so vast that the undead generals who were originally as large as tall buildings were as small as grains of sand, falling right in front of the two of them.

"I'm afraid—I'm afraid they've stepped onto the Bridge of Death, this is the Gate of Death!" someone murmured. "It's over! Two undead Great Sovereigns! —"

"There's still hope! The silver vortex inside is no longer moving!"

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Inside the alternate dimension, Mo Fan looked at the mere two thousand undead falling before him and laughed, "No way!? This is the Gate of Death! These few undead aren't even enough to fill our teeth!"

As soon as he finished speaking, fiery dragons rampaged through the undead like tigers among sheep, and within three breaths, they were all slaughtered.

As Zhang Chen felt the intense fluctuations in space, a bad premonition suddenly arose in his heart. Suddenly, a foot as big as a hill emerged from the silver vortex.

It was like a wild lion that had just opened its cage a little, struggling violently and stirring up the space, until finally its whole body broke free.

At the same time, another eagle burst out from behind the wild lion as the cage broke open! Then, the silver vortex suddenly cleared up like a blocked pipe, and piles of ant-like undead fell down.

"Mo Fan! You really should shut your mouth!" Zhang Chen looked at the huge corpse peak with the silver vortex above his head and the skeletal creature that blotted out the sky. Grayish-white rays of evil energy shot out from the eyes of the giant corpse peak and hit the two of them.

"Run!" Zhang Chen grabbed Mo Fan and started teleporting away, but the skeletal creature spread its wings faster, gray-white light condensing in its mouth, and swooped down.

He breathed a pale white breath at the two of them, and everything that came into contact with it instantly turned to dust, whether it was the land or the defenses that Zhang Chen had set up.

However, this bought them enough time. Zhang Chen teleported to the other side with Mo Fan, who had already completed his demonic transformation and rushed towards the corpse on the mountain peak!

A blood-red dragon-patterned spear appeared beside Zhang Chen. Unlike usual, the dragon pattern on the spear was surrounded by a faint flame glow. As soon as Zhang Chen grasped it, a sudden realization rushed into his mind.

Is this Yan Ji? No! She's different again, seemingly possessing an added sanctity? I wonder when she'll wake up.

As the Skeleton King roared, he swooped down at Zhang Chen. Zhang Chen merely smiled faintly, then vanished like the wind, only to reappear on the Skeleton King's main head. He raised his spear high and thrust it into the Skeleton King's white, now gleaming white skull.

To Zhang Chen's surprise, the spear covered in flames couldn't pierce its skull at all; to be precise, it didn't even leave a trace!

Seeing that his attacks couldn't break through the defenses, Zhang Chen changed his strategy and attacked the undead that had gathered in half the space.

He appeared suddenly in the army of the undead like a ghost, and with a light sweep of his spear forward, a blue dragon shadow, accompanied by the fire of heavenly tribulation, swept across a half-circle of a hundred meters. All the skeletons were reduced to dust, and all the mad corpses were devoured by the blue dragon and turned into nourishment for the sacred tree. Only a few large bone ministers, dragging their black bodies, seemed to have been ordered by the Lord of the Corpse Demon, and had no choice but to raise their huge iron swords that had already melted and wielded them forward.

Behind them, a monstrous demon lunged at the clock tower, its massive maw gaping open. "What is this?! How did Mo Fan suddenly become like this?!"

In the bronze mirror, Mo Fan transformed into a humanoid monster with his hair swaying backwards, long and stiff, eerily hanging down his back. His hands were long and had sharp claws, and his entire arm swung around chains of black lightning, striking the mountain corpse again and again.

Black scorch marks immediately appeared on the corpse of the mountain peak. The corpse of the mountain peak raised its head, and its cheeks were already pressed against the silver vortex.

It roared fiercely, and the extremely thick, turbid air spewed from its throat gradually transformed into an extremely filthy cloud of corpses, enveloping its massive body.

Its pupils stared at Mo Fan with hatred and malice, wanting to devour the ant in front of it immediately and return to the ground to present a great gift to the ancient king who was about to be revived!