"Handling the Ghost Wolf Beast is no problem for us."
Mofan, Zhang Xiaohou, and Mubai nodded quickly.
"But, Dongfang, are you going to be all right facing so many people?"
Mofan pressed.
"Don't worry about me. Look after yourselves. If you can't handle them, run over to Xin Xia. You'll be safe there."
The three of them were stunned by Dongfang Chen's words.
Then they all turned to look toward Ye Xin Xia.
At some point, Ye Xin Xia had taken out an exquisitely crafted bracelet.
As magic energy flowed into it, the bracelet began to glow faintly, and a thin barrier rose around her.
The barrier looked flimsy, but neither the Black Beast Demons nor the magic attacks from a few of the Gray Clothed Cultists could break through it.
Ye Xin Xia could even counterattack with offensive magical equipment.
As the fight went back and forth, quite a few Black Beast Demons fell at Ye Xin Xia's hands.
Mofan couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
Each piece of magical equipment Ye Xin Xia used cost tens of millions, and most of it was single-use gear that vanished after being used.
Was this how rich people fought?
"Fan Ge! Stop spacing out—the Ghost Wolf Beast is charging!"
"Holy crap!"
Mofan jumped in fright, then rolled away awkwardly to dodge the Ghost Wolf Beast's claws.
Seeing that Ye Xin Xia was safe for now, Dongfang Chen relaxed a little.
When it came to life-saving magical equipment, Ye Xin Xia had even more than he did. After all, he rarely needed to use his.
Even Zhao Manyan from the Original Work might not have had as much magical equipment as Ye Xin Xia.
"Instructor Bai Yang, your Ghost Wolf Beast doesn't seem like much."
Dongfang Chen smiled.
"It can't even deal with three students fresh out of the academy. If your superiors in the Black Church found out, wouldn't they turn you into a Black Beast Demon?"
"Hmph, you sharp-tongued brat!" Bai Yang first showed a flicker of fear, then glared viciously at Dongfang Chen.
"You think this is all I've got? I knew you'd be trouble! Come on out!"
Four more figures appeared behind Bai Yang.
They were all dressed in black robes, and like Bai Yang, they were Black Robed Clerics.
Black Robed Clerics held a higher position in the Black Church than Gray Clothed Cultists.
Most of them were mages, too.
"Oh? Four Beginner Mages? You think that's enough to deal with me?"
"Hmph. That's not all."
Bai Yang snorted and summoned another shadow.
The shadow was about the same size as a Black Beast Demon. Its whole body was grayish-black, and it reeked of rotting flesh.
"This is a Curse Beast Demon. I begged the Blue Robed Lord for ages before he finally gave it to me. Heh heh."
A Curse Beast Demon?
Dongfang Chen's expression didn't change.
A Curse Beast Demon was an upgraded version of a Black Beast Demon.
If a Black Beast Demon was only about as strong as an ordinary Servant Level demon, then a Curse Beast Demon was a genuine Commander Level creature.
"Dongfang Chen, even I can barely control this Curse Beast Demon. I'd advise you to surrender now. Otherwise, I can't promise you'll still have all your limbs when this is over."
Bai Yang continued trying to break through Dongfang Chen's Psychological Defense Line with words.
Four Beginner Mages, more than a dozen Black Beast Demons, and a Commander Level Curse Beast Demon.
With a lineup this powerful, they could trample even an Intermediate Level Mage. They might even have a chance of ambushing a High-Tier Mage successfully.
Against a student like Dongfang Chen, who had only awakened his magic recently, it should have been a piece of cake.
Bai Yang couldn't imagine how he could possibly lose.
Unfortunately, Dongfang Chen remained unmoved. His expression didn't change at all; he was still perfectly calm.
"Is that everything you've got?"
Dongfang Chen asked quietly.
"Hm?"
Bai Yang frowned.
The scene he'd imagined—Dongfang Chen shaking with fear—never came.
Not only was the guy not scared, he looked unusually calm.
What was wrong with him? Was he incapable of showing emotion?
"Dongfang Chen, if you're trying to stall until your Archmage butler comes to save you, forget it. Give me three minutes, and I'll break your arms and legs, carve you into a human pig, and take you away. Don't believe me? Try it."
"Three minutes?"
Dongfang Chen chuckled. "I think three seconds will do."
"What do you mean?"
Seeing how unruffled Dongfang Chen was, Bai Yang felt a faint sense of unease rise inside him.
"Little Purple, go."
Dongfang Chen pretended to cast a Summoning Magic spell into the empty air.
At the same time, he summoned the Little Purple Crystal Winged Lion King from System Space.
"ROAR!!!"
The instant Little Purple appeared,
an inexplicable pressure swept through the air.
The Ghost Wolf Beast, which had been locked in a fierce battle with Mofan and the others, heard the roar and immediately wet itself in terror.
It even sprayed Mubai, who had been sneaking up behind it, from head to toe.
It wasn't just the Ghost Wolf Beast. Bai Yang and the other Black Robed Clerics were so terrified that none of them could stay on their feet.
"Holy crap! B-Brother Chen, where did you get that Summoned Beast?"
Zhang Xiaohou asked shakily. Little Purple's pressure wasn't directed at him, but his teeth still chattered in fear.
"You said it yourself—it's a Summoned Beast, so of course I summoned it with my Summoning Magic."
Dongfang Chen smiled as he explained.
His Summoning Magic was the perfect cover for Little Purple's appearance.
"A C-Commander Level Summoned Beast!"
Bai Yang's eyes widened.
Something that could scare a Commander Level Curse Beast Demon into paralysis just through its aura had to be Commander Level!
"N-no way! A Beginner Mage can't summon a Summoned Beast of that level!"
"Just because you can't do it doesn't mean no one else can."
After tossing out the casual remark, Dongfang Chen gave his order.
"Little Purple, don't leave a single one of them alive!"
"Roar!"
The Little Purple Crystal Winged Lion King rubbed its head against Dongfang Chen, then let out a roar. The Purple Fire coiling around the horn on its head burned even hotter.
The next moment, Purple Fire burst from Little Purple's head.
"No, please, don't kill me!"
"I was forced to join the Black Church! I'm innocent!"
As the Purple Fire engulfed them, quite a few Gray Clothed Cultists cried out in desperation.
Dongfang Chen ignored them.
He didn't care whether they had been forced to join the Black Church. He only knew they had committed plenty of evil deeds.
In the blink of an eye, the Purple Fire Little Purple breathed out reduced all the Black Beast Demons and Gray Clothed Cultists nearby to ashes.
Even the Curse Beast Demon was slapped into a heap of meat by Little Purple.
Little Purple even shook its paw in disgust,
as if it had gotten something filthy on it.
"Oh, right. Leave Bai Yang alive."
Dongfang Chen said.
If he took Bai Yang back to the Military Department, the Military Department would surely pay close attention to Bocheng.
That would give the Black Church something to worry about and might even prevent the Bocheng Disaster.
Even if they couldn't prevent it, they could at least minimize the damage.
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