Full-Time Magister: The Light-type Disaster Was Actually a Seraph

Above the sky, Luo Xiao's figure appeared even more sacred and majestic against the backdrop of the Healing Constellation.

He was slightly out of breath; this kind of large-scale, high-precision magic covering the entire city was extremely taxing on his mental energy.

"In your current state, do you think you can defeat that water-type survivor? He still has at least half of his magic power left. Run! You can't beat him." The voice of the Thorn Crown rang in Luo Xiao's ears.

"I should avoid his sharp edge?" Luo Xiao was speechless. Why was this angelic soul so afraid of death?

He's at the forbidden spell level now, why would he need to be afraid of a super-level mage?

If word gets out, aren't you afraid of being laughed at? This isn't an angel, she's practically a scoundrel.

Luo Xiao ignored the angelic soul embryo. With a surge of thought, his terrifying control forcefully fused the two completely different magical elements of light and sound together.

This is not a fusion magic that seeks to achieve a qualitative change, but rather a double strike that is forcibly superimposed by absolute control.

如果说融合魔法是1+1＞3的质变，那幺这种粗暴的叠加就是1+1＞2的极致碾压。

"town!!"

Luo Xiao uttered a single word, his voice not loud, yet it seemed to carry the weight of his words.

Om-!

Centered on him, concentric golden ripples, like materialized waves, spread rapidly outwards with high-frequency sonic vibrations and a destructive rhythm.

Wherever these ripples passed, even the space itself creased with fine wrinkles, as if emitting a silent lament under unbearable pressure.

The magic was cast from a height of 100 meters, but when the golden ripples swept across the sky, the ground below suddenly turned into a living hell.

This is a dimensional reduction attack that ignores physical defenses.

Whether the demons hid behind ground shelters, lurked in the shadows of ruined buildings, or desperately burrowed deep underground, the golden ripples pierced through them with the precision of death's scythe.

The moment the ripples swept over them, the demons' bodies stiffened abruptly, and then it was as if countless miniature bombs had been implanted inside them, causing them to explode from the inside out.

Amidst the flying blood and flesh, not even a complete skeleton was left; only a mist of blood drifted in the air, appearing particularly mournful in the golden halo.

The Qilin vessel operated wildly, absorbing a large amount of essence and remnant essence, which transformed into a torrent of pure energy that washed over Luo Xiao's limbs and bones.

"The demons...the demons are all dead."

Amidst the ruins, a survivor, his face covered in blood, stares blankly at the sky.

The crowd that had been crying out in despair suddenly seemed to be silenced, and everyone looked up at the sky.

The golden ripples spreading outwards resembled the scythe of death, yet also carried a sacred mercy.

Those demons that usually struck fear into their hearts, ferocious and bloodthirsty, were as fragile as bubbles in the face of these golden ripples. They didn't even have time to scream before they exploded into clouds of blood mist in an instant.

Sunlight pierced through the dust, illuminating the figure enveloped in dazzling holy light.

Although their faces were obscured, their floating, godlike posture made the hearts of everyone who looked up pound.

"Is...is it an angel?" a little girl murmured, forgetting her fear.

"Savior...we are saved!"

A wave of elation, a feeling of relief at surviving a catastrophe, erupted from the crowd. Some knelt on the ground, praying devoutly to the majestic figure in the sky.

"roar--!!"

However, this brief peace was instantly shattered by a furious wolf howl.

In the distance, on the horizon, the Winged Wolf, occupying the highest point of the Yinmao Building, sensed the annihilation of its clan.

Its once proud wolf eyes were now bloodshot. It was already in a state of extreme agitation after being drenched in the violent rain, and was now enraged to the extreme.

Watching its people fall like wheat being harvested, the Winged Wolf let out a deafening roar, its wings flapping violently, whipping up a gale, and it transformed into a gray lightning bolt, rushing into the sky, attempting to use its body to block the spreading golden ripples.

"The fact that I didn't act against you immediately unexpectedly gave you the courage that Fish Leong (Liang Jingru) possessed?"

Luo Xiao looked down at the winged wolf charging at him with indifferent eyes, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

If he hadn't been worried that the raging spring would attract more reckless demons, causing the cleanup efforts to fall behind the rate of death among the people, he would have wiped out demons of this level in the first instance.

Since you're in such a hurry to be reborn, I'll give you a ride.

Luo Xiao didn't even make any extra physical movements; he simply waved his hand casually.

hum!

A crisp tremor resounded in the air, and countless light elements instantly condensed in his palm, transforming into a sword made purely of light.

There are no fancy tracks, only extreme speed.

"cut."

The lightsaber flew from his hand, drawing a straight golden line in the air, striking first despite being delayed, with an accuracy that was utterly astonishing.

The massive body of the Winged Wolf suddenly froze in mid-air, its pupils dilating to their maximum size, reflecting the ever-approaching golden light.

It instinctively wanted to dodge, to howl in pain, but its reaction seemed so ridiculous in the face of that absolute speed of light.

puff--!

The lightsaber pierced the winged wolf's hard neck without any resistance, and then, terrifying light energy exploded within its body.

"Bang!"

With a muffled thud, half of the Winged Wolf's head exploded into a bloody mist.

The enormous body lost control, plummeting straight down from the sky like a kite with a broken string, dripping with blood, and crashing heavily to the ground, kicking up clouds of dust.

Winged Wolf, dead.

Completely powerless, the most powerful demon in this attack on Bo City fell to Luo Xiao's hands, unable to withstand even a single blow.

In Luo Xiao's current state, even a casual attack has power far exceeding that of ordinary super-level magic, making it more than enough to deal with a commander-level monster.

"Wu Ku...it's your turn!"

Luo Xiao ignored the fallen corpse of the Winged Wolf and instead turned his gaze to a corner of the Yinmao Building, his eyes flashing with cold killing intent.

The sonic magic just now wasn't just for killing demons; it also had a sonic detection effect. No matter how well Wu Ku hid himself, his unique soul fluctuations and heartbeat were as clear as a lighthouse in the dark.

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Yinmao Building Underground Passage —

"We had agreed that I would only be responsible for bringing down the rain, so why did they have to drag me into the Earthly Holy Spring Project?" Wu Ku complained as he hurried through the dark passage.

As a victim of the water system disaster, his mission was already mostly completed when the rainstorm hit, so why is he still getting overtime pay?

"Normally, we don't need to worry about the Sacred Spring; our grey-robed priests can handle it. But do you think this is normal?"

Mu He's face was gloomy, and his voice sounded particularly cold in the narrow passage.

If it weren't for the sudden appearance of that high-level mage disrupting all plans, he wouldn't have had to personally handle the task of collecting the Holy Spring.

But now, the Winged Wolf is dead, and the demon army has been slaughtered by that terrifying golden ripple. If he and Wu Ku don't take action, they won't be able to get the Sacred Spring at all.

"The Winged Wolf has also been dealt with... Light, Healing, and Sound magic—each type of magic was powerful enough to cover the entire Bo City. That guy was a super-tier master of three types of magic, or even a semi-forbidden spell."

Wu Ku stopped in his tracks, peered through the gap in the ventilation vent at the massive body of the Winged Wolf lying on the ground not far away, and swallowed hard.

The sheer power with which he could effortlessly annihilate a commander-level demon made even this high-ranking mage feel a chill run down his spine.

For some reason, he had a bad feeling, as if he was being watched by some indescribable, terrifying being, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

"He shouldn't have found us yet, right?" Wu Ku's voice trembled slightly as he subconsciously touched the black ornament on his chest that emitted a faint ripple.

"We have a concealment artifact given to us by Lord Salang, which can block sound detection. It's impossible for us to be discovered. Even if we are discovered, we can escape using a spatial scroll."

Mu He's eyes were sinister; he didn't take that super-level mage seriously at all.

In his view, as long as the goal is achieved, even if the presiding judge of the Inquisition were to be present, he would probably just think that the Black Vatican was simply causing destruction and inciting demons to attack the city.

Who could have imagined that the Black Vatican's elaborate attack on Bo City was ultimately aimed at obtaining the depleted Holy Spring, which is only effective against mid-level mages, and that this was a rehearsal for an even greater catastrophe to come?