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Chapter 148

Chapter 93

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To match his gesture, Reynold, Moli, and Anna all shook their heads in unison—though I think they were just a moment ago surprised by the overly conspicuous banner.

Oh... I looked at it too, and there is a difference. The Shadow Moon flag from six thousand years ago looks more solemn and mysterious, with all the embroidery in silver thread. Hmm... this must be my teacher's flag!!!

No wonder I recognized it at a glance. When I was idolizing my idol, I collected a lot of ancient books to read, so I recognized it immediately. The current Shadow Moon Temple flag is indeed different. Now they prefer black and red colors... Mel told me that it's because black and red colors are more evil.

Hmm... since it was left by the teacher...

Damala raised the banner high, then, with imposing momentum, raised his long sword and pointed it forward. "Charge!"

... Then I saw my second teacher suddenly dart out in a terrifying manner, his head hanging askew on his back. I had to reach out and steady Reynold to prevent him from falling onto Mel. Mel reacted quickly, casting a levitation spell to keep Reynold afloat safely.

Then my evil spirit brethren surged out, and to my surprise, they were incredibly orderly! They even learned to line up! You see, I used to just throw them all out at once, and arranging them into formations was such a hassle— Damala truly lives up to his reputation as the legion commander!

The lich sensed my emotions and gave me a reserved smile.

"Xipei!" Mel excitedly grabbed my hand. "You're amazing! Seeing you get stronger every day makes me want to work even harder to be worthy of you Xipei!"

... Mel... don't do that! I'm going to blush again. I can't blush all the time, it's so improper!

"Xipei, so you're leaving the ground to me?" Mel, oblivious, continued to nuzzle my face affectionately, then tilted his head excitedly. He flexed his fingers, and shadows rose from the ground, forming a formation no less imposing than that of evil spirits. He looked at the sky behind me. "Floating magic fighter, I want to try the method I thought of before. Can you leave it to me?"

I looked back too—as soon as we appeared, fighter jets silently flew towards us from all directions—it seems the enemy has a very strong force here!

"Then you must be careful," I earnestly warned Mel, "Don't get hurt."

So many new types of aerial combat aircraft, although they don't carry high-powered magic cannons, but low-powered energy guns will be more maneuverable! The improved equipment for Shield of the New Star also passed through our research institute, so I'm not entirely ignorant about it!

"Mmm." Mel nodded, then kissed me. "Xipei, you too, don't just criticize me, you have to set a good example yourself."

As he spoke, he suddenly touched my chest. To my surprise, Mel stared directly at me, forcing me not to turn my head, and said in a very stern voice, "Xipei, even for a dark mage, if the curse cannot be lifted after the battle, that's wrong! So no matter what injuries you sustain, you must, you absolutely must, let me know immediately! Do you understand?"

His palm pressed against my chest through my clothes, yet the warmth traveled through me without any obstruction. Mel ... I was a little surprised. I had tried so hard to hide it, but in the end, I couldn't escape Mel's touch after all?

Hmm... here we go again. When I didn't answer, Mel started to put on a stern face and act fierce again!

Haha, I really want to ruffle his hair!

"Yes, yes, Mr. Mel is right." I couldn't help but kiss him back. Mel's ears turned red again because of my address. He quickly took his hand off my chest, but the heat seemed to linger. I saw his shadow make a face-covering gesture, while he himself was full of vigor, waving at me before turning and flying into the air.

Even though he was just a slender mage, I actually felt that the fighter jets were trembling with fear!

As expected, my Mel is still the best. His signature Shadow Dance alone is enough to intimidate the enemy!

Chapter 93

Goliath quickly assigned tasks to everyone, but when it came to Reynold, he was asked to return to the ruins, which had been converted into a base, to gather useful intelligence—and for his safety, Goliath specifically assigned Anna to accompany him.

I admire the speed with which the High Commander of the Temple assigns tasks, so I should be able to focus on my assigned tasks with peace of mind.

"Reclaim His Majesty the Dragon Emperor!"

--Goliath said to me succinctly.

What surprises me is that these kidnappers still can't see the situation clearly? Do they still think they have the ability to carry out this high-profile and evil kidnapping plan? To be honest, I'm quite surprised. Every era has had such high-profile villains, so what surprises me is that I, the dark mage, am actually playing the role of the hero!

God knows how I've lived in constant fear for the past ten years, terrified of ending up on the wanted list!

Very well, defeating the Demon King and rescuing the beautiful princess—that's the standard plot in every hero's legend! Although I, the hero, seem more suited to be the Demon King, and the one being rescued isn't a princess, but an actress... or rather, the Dragon Emperor!

"You... you... what are you... ah..."

Damala kicked away the cyborg leader blocking our way, and a long line of mech warriors appeared in front of us. Behind me, Goliath and Moli were responsible for intercepting the Annihilator that were pursuing us—these were not the Exterminator Prototype from two thousand years ago, but modern, improved models powered by magic. However, I glanced at them and realized that the replicas were not as durable as the originals. Goliath kicked one of the breastplates, and the metal part dented.

Besides, with the High Commander of the Temple around, I feel comfortable letting Moli practice. The child is right; when I was a teenager, I was already hunting down dark mages all over the world. What reason do I have to let Moli be a delicate flower in a greenhouse?

Very good, then I'll take care of these mech warriors!

I commanded the banshees to fly into the air. Damala took the lead, already swinging her sword and leaping out. The lich's body was even tougher than the mech warriors. I watched as she knocked one of the mech warriors away, then Damala stepped on the fallen mech warrior, planted the flag in the ground, and then with her free hand... well, with her free claw, she ripped it out and pulled the pilot out alive.

"Aaaaaaahh..."

Uh... even Machine Zealots doesn't need to be this idiotic, right? I couldn't help but facepalm—the simplest way to distinguish undead species: ghosts and phantoms have no physical form, while liches have such a solid body, and you actually call her a ghost?

Damala grabbed the driver and slammed his head against hers... and then he went limp and passed out.

The remaining mech warriors opened their defensive barriers one by one, eyeing the enemy menacingly.

I've gained some experience dealing with mechs now. These mechanical creations all have one thing in common—they all need to be connected to electrical circuits!

So I raised my hands, and the clouds in the sky quickly gathered under my willpower. I entered a state of concentration and guided the lightning in the air to gather in the direction I indicated. They obeyed my will, forming a storm of lightning that fell from the sky to the ground. I smashed the lightning into the center of the mech force. Those mechs were more robust than I had imagined. Mechanical claws extended from their legs, fixing them to the ground and strengthening the defensive barrier in front of them.

My banshees obeyed my command, appearing in unison and beginning to uniformly... hurl curses at the ground. However, they weren't very effective; I think they were mainly there for decoration.

Hmm... actually, the curse of the Death Banshee can't penetrate the mech, but maybe I overestimated the mech pilot's mental fortitude?

To be honest, I didn't find these banshees scary at all. They weren't as frightening as the horror movies Moli usually watches. Many of them still had flowers on their skirts, and their special effects makeup couldn't compare to those R-rated horror films! But I still saw a few mecha pilots faint from fright...

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