Full-Time Magister: Throne of Dimensions

Chapter 153 How dare Wu Ku be so presumptuous!

The only thing the people here probably understand is the ancestral legend.

The only person who could have researched this thing is probably that cardinal, Jiuying.

If it's him, then nothing is surprising. Zu Chuan is said to be quite young. When Jiu Ying was active more than ten years ago, he was just a student and couldn't possibly know much about the world.

Even now, it's the same. After all, the impact of the Nine-Headed Serpent is too great. It is a malignant tumor standing on this land, which has never been eradicated.

However, the effects of this thing are quite terrifying. According to legend, Jiuying probably only used ice for experiments. It's hard to say what the specific side effects are, but he estimates that ice would have a hard time surviving afterward. The effort and the reward are proportional. There is no power in the world that can live without paying a price.

The same goes for Han Bing; he will also pay the price. Normal people should just cultivate honestly, and the magical power they gain through cultivation will belong to them. But the power obtained through such evil means will never belong to them.

"Su Ming, today I'll show you what real magic is!" Han Bing roared, his severed tentacles grew back, his horns grew longer, and his face changed.

It has become less human and is moving towards becoming a demon, with no trace of Han Bing remaining.

Tentacles crawled up to the horn on his head and wrapped around it, and he was no longer standing.

"Sound!!!!!"

Hanbing screamed, but he could no longer make a human voice; only the roars of demons could be heard.

The surrounding space seemed to freeze instantly, and the tentacles squeezed and crushed the head and horns.

A chill swept over us for no apparent reason. We couldn't see any trace of star trails connecting the stars, but it possessed power comparable to high-level magic.

A massive block of black ice appeared above them, with something writhing inside—it wasn't just pure ice.

"That person's magic source is destroyed; this should be the final blow," Zu Chuan said, narrowing his eyes.

In that instant, the surrounding space was frozen; his source of magic had been destroyed and absorbed.

"That's all for the purpose of condensing this magic."

Calling it magic isn't quite accurate. This thing uses magic as a secondary element. The truly terrifying thing about the black ice above isn't its ice-based power, but what's inside.

Those writhing things were terrifying. The stronger one was, the clearer they could see them. They were specifically designed to target mages, capable of absorbing magical energy to grow, and possessed incredibly formidable resistance.

You don't need to understand it; just one look is enough to realize how terrifying this thing is.

"Heavenly Banquet Funeral!!"

While Han Bing was preparing his magic, Su Ming condensed a Star Throne, and a ball of flame appeared in his hand, which he slowly tossed into the sky.

What followed was high-level fire magic, a meteor shower that crashed onto the ice.

This block of ice is so big that it completely blocks the path of the Heavenly Banquet Funeral; even a meteor shower couldn't break it.

The meteor shower melted some of the ice, but the ice continued to expand, and the melted parts healed again.

Han Bing was already lying face down on the ground.

"Fierce Fist, Sky-Shattering!"

Unable to get anywhere from the ice, Su Ming cast a mid-level spell, targeting Han Bing.

A house-sized fist of flames hurtled towards the ice; without defense, an ordinary person would surely die from this blow.

Just as the Fierce Fist was about to strike the Ice, an ice wall rose from the ground, blocking the Ice's path. The Fierce Fist was completely blocked, without a single spark touching the Ice.

At the same time, ice walls stood in all directions, even blocking the sky. This icy enclosure was completely sealed off, leaving no room for analysis.

"No, we have to retreat." Several high-level mages who were about to make a move began to back away.

If the sneak attack fails, there's no need to keep them alive.

They began to split up and flee in all directions, but just as they were about to leave the ice domain, their bodies suddenly became unable to move. Taking a step back was normal, but taking a step forward was extremely difficult.

They were somewhat terrified; they were trapped!

Do you intend to wipe out all these high-level mages in one fell swoop?

They found it somewhat ridiculous. Every high-level mage was a seasoned veteran with a certain social standing, and wiping them out would be extremely difficult.

The ice blocks in the sky grew larger and larger, and something began to fall—black crickets with tiny teeth at both ends, crawling continuously.

Ice blocks are not a threat; they are not afraid of even the largest ice blocks and can withstand them. But this insect is different. Even though they don't recognize it, they can tell how terrifying it is at first glance.

The thought that these worms could absorb magical energy crossed their minds. However, the sheer number of these worms made them difficult to resist. After the ice blocks fell, the worms devoured them.

That's the most terrifying part; the worst part is that they're all restricted in their movements and can't leave this place.

Just as Jiang Shaotian said, it was indeed here. "Zu Chuan murmured, unfolding his wings of wind, and flew to the edge, from where he could not leave.

Jiang Shaotian had more important things to do—the operation against Jiuying—and here he had to rely on himself.

He also wanted to test his own limits.

Insects and ice cubes are nothing to fear; his target isn't this trash, but a person.

Although he is only a dual-elemental super-tier, he is even more capable of fighting beyond his level.

Zu Chuan smiled and began to condense magic. He didn't use super-level magic at first, because it was too slow. A constellation appeared.

His high-level light magic, with its unconstrained power, transcends any formalities; the protection of holy light transforms into a golden holy sword that annihilates everything.

Several holy swords of uniform size shot towards the barely invisible barrier with a whooshing sound. The light element, imbued with the power of the soul seed, was the greatest damage to the dark creatures, but unfortunately, the opponent was human.

But it's precisely because of him that he looks even more handsome.

"Holy Sword Slash!"

Legend has it that the wings of wind appeared behind Ancestor, the highest level of six wings. The wings of wind flapped, forming a huge storm, and Ancestor was in the middle of it.

"Wu Ku, what kind of thing is hiding like this? Come out and show yourself!" Zu Chuan's eyes were tinged with golden light, making him look incredibly holy. A golden holy sword stood behind him, and his six wings flapped continuously.

He needs to find the culprit here, that man from the Black Vatican, Wu Ku!

"You guys retreat first. The other side is a big shot from the Black Church, a super-level mage. You are no match for him. Leave this to me!" Zu Chuanshuo roared, quite satisfied with the current situation.

That was a good show of bravado. Now all we need to do is have Wu Ku come out and take him down.

The ancestor was so confident that Wu Ku dared to act recklessly in his place; it can only be said that he was unlucky.