Full-Time Magister: I can control you to death.

Chapter 92 Bombs are the Father's Wrath

Like other scions of noble families, Ron was adept at assessing a person's worth in a very short time and then choosing to interact with them in different ways.

Xu Fang and the other two are undoubtedly of great value.

Both their status as members of the Huaxia Exchange Group and their own abilities.

"We have an old saying in Brazil: wise people always follow their friends. Perhaps we can go together," Ron said with a flourish.

Thiago's expression changed: "Ron!"

"Ron, you've gone too far!" Santos said angrily, "Thiago's injuries haven't healed yet, and you want to go with these Chinese people?"

"Don't you dare talk about Ron!" Thiago retorted. "He was just considering the bigger picture, that's true!"

"Thiago, you..." Santos' face flushed red, and the veins on his neck bulged, but he couldn't utter a single word.

"What are they saying?" Jiang Yu asked. They had been speaking in the local language, which he couldn't understand.

"It's nothing, just the daily routine of a simp," Xu Fang said.

Throughout the entire process, the young man named Ron witnessed it all, but he never offered a word of advice. Instead, he asked Jiang Shaoxu with a polite smile:

"A beautiful princess must need a brave knight to protect her. I think, as a mid-level lightning mage, I am honored to have this opportunity."

Jiang Shaoxu: "You haven't brushed the dirt off your clothes."

Ron's expression remained unchanged, but his eyebrows twitched almost imperceptibly as he looked at Xu Fang again.

Xu Fang said, "There's an old Chinese saying: no one likes to travel with smart people because they're full of calculations and only want to take advantage without ever suffering a loss."

He didn't really like Ron; it was purely a clash of ideologies.

If it were Jiang Shaoxu with a disfigured face, even if it was all a misunderstanding and Xu Fang was in the wrong, he would still beat him up.

At worst, I'll apologize after I've finished the job. In short, I'll handle each matter separately and side with my own people, regardless of who's right or wrong.

Besides, I'm here to find treasure. If we all find a spirit seed together, who gets it in the end?

The alliance between the two countries dissolved before it was even formed.

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Meanwhile, at the St. Paul Magic Association.

Because it is located in a large cathedral, it is also known as the St. Paul's Cathedral Magic Association and enjoys a worldwide reputation.

Deep inside the church, there is a hidden room.

On one wall of the room, there is a huge mural depicting a majestic old man holding a scripture, surrounded by angels of various forms.

Countless demons and evil spirits groveled at his feet, and the holy light wiped these ominous creatures from the world.

In the blank space, there was another line of text: "The Lord's judgment will come swiftly."

Several people sat on either side of a long table that smelled of wood, their voices clashing across a blooming flower in the middle of the table.

"I've said it before, this clumsy imitation is foolish and cruel. We've already lost the lives of fifteen researchers; do you want to push more people into the abyss?"

A military magistrate in uniform said sternly.

"Tavares, you are so indecisive. Why don't you give up your position as general and let someone more decisive and courageous take over?" said the middle-aged man dressed as a priest.

"Decisive? Decisively cover up the truth with lies!"

Tavares sneered: "Establishing a secret laboratory at Duma Falls, using water-based arrays to create a mist. Imprisoning innocent researchers for dangerous experiments, while claiming to the outside world that they themselves got lost in the mist?"

The priest said with a sorrowful expression, "Every step forward for humanity is inevitably accompanied by necessary growing pains. Besides, it is the duty and honor of a sorcerer to sacrifice himself to fight against demons."

"The Chinese have already agreed to cooperate with us; these people didn't have to die!"

"Tavares, the bombs are the wrath of the Father, they rightfully belong to us, how can they be in the hands of uncivilized barbarians?"

"You're talking nonsense!"

Tavares couldn't hold back and blurted out, "Don't think I don't understand your ulterior motives! What future of humanity? You just want to seize profits and get a share! Why doesn't God judge a scoundrel like you?"

"Watch your words!" The priest's expression changed drastically. "This is St. Paul's Cathedral, not your legion!"

"So what if you're bad at speaking! Your hypocritical, sanctimonious appearance disgusts me. I'll make this clear today: even if you manage to replicate a bomb, our army will never use it. I'm afraid you'll cut corners and end up killing my soldiers!"

Tavares turned and left.

The priest's hands trembled with anger, and the monk beside him whispered, "Our people have sent word that Tavares has assembled a small team, and they're probably going to..."

"Let Riley and his men leave," the priest said coldly. "Make sure it's done cleanly. Those who should be shut up, shut them up forever."

"clear."

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"The fog seems to have thinned out," Jiang Shaoxu suddenly said at Duma Waterfall.

Just a moment ago, I couldn't tell the difference between humans and animals from five meters away, but now I can see a crow's nest in a big tree ten meters away.

Xu Fang frowned slightly. In his spiritual world, the golden star, which was nestled in the water-based stardust, became anxious and tried its best to spin to retain the abundant water element in the air.

The Golden Stars have had enough of the cramped living conditions in tiny single rooms! They want to move to big villas like the Fire and Ice types!

However, the fog was still retreating rapidly.

As visibility improved, the full view of Duma Waterfall was finally revealed, with the water shimmering in the sunlight like a fine ribbon.

"What do we do now?" Jiang Yu asked.

"First try to find the missing researcher, and then..." Before Xu could finish speaking, a roar and clamor came from afar.

Accompanying this was the trembling earth.

It was like a drunken, clumsy drummer, pounding the drumhead heavily, noisily, and without any rhythm.

A black line appeared from the distant mountaintop, then grew closer and larger, causing the ground to tremble even more violently.

"Beast Tide!"

Xu Fang was the first to react. Without thinking, he quickly wrapped two chains around Jiang Shaoxu and Jiang Yu's waists.

A pair of magical shoes appeared beneath his feet, and he raced forward in a direction perpendicular to the advancing beast tide.

They definitely couldn't escape by running head-on; the three of them couldn't form a wind elemental, and the beast tide was full of demons skilled in running.

The best course of action is to run to a corner as quickly as possible and hide there. Even if you can't hide, you'll still face the fewest demons.

The demon-slaying equipment he was given this time was top-notch, and he was also lucky enough to break through before being directly attacked by the demons.

The three hid in a large tree, the lush branches and leaves concealing their bodies. Xu Fang used ice magic to lower the heat on their skin and reduce their presence.

The demons paid no heed and swept past like a flood.

"I sensed fear in them," Jiang Shaoxu whispered. "What are they afraid of?"

fear?

Such a beast tide should be feared by others!

"Xu Fang, look over there!" Jiang Yu pointed in a direction: "That's Ron and Thiago!"

The Brazilian trio didn't have Xu Fang's decisive action and unfortunately got caught in the beast tide.

Like a tattered little boat, struggling and bobbing in the raging waves of demons.

"Damn it! How can there be so many demons?" Ron cursed, completely losing his previous gentlemanly demeanor.

"Help! Help!" Thiago shouted.

"Thiago, don't be afraid, I'm here to save you!" Santok, who majored in Shadow and minored in Wind and had maxed out his escape skills, bravely stepped forward.

Thiago continued shouting, "Help, Ron!"

(End of this chapter)