Full-Time Magister: Super Mage

Chapter 399 Bloodfall on the Altar, Reaching the Top of the Altar

The blue flames seemed to be burning fiercely on the corpse of the mountain peak. Although the skin of the mountain peak corpse had been nourished by yin energy for thousands of years, it could not stop the burning of the blue flames. Its grayish-white skin was quickly burned to a charred black color.

The enraged corpse of the mountain raised its hand and smashed a royal guard mage who couldn't dodge in time into pieces. Blood mixed with the pieces of flesh splattered on the ground, making the undead on the ground even more frenzied.

Han Ji and the other high-level mages continuously unleashed high-level magic upon the mountain corpse, causing it to sustain more and more injuries, but none of them were fatal. Instead, this only enraged the mountain corpse further.

"Ku!!!" The mountain corpse, covered in wounds, opened its gaping maw, which resembled an abyss, and let out an angry roar.

Black death energy gathered on its enormous palm and then slapped it repeatedly at the scattered Guardian Mages. Any Guardian Mage struck by the black death energy palm had their flesh and blood melt away until they turned into skeletons and fell to the ground.

Even the Imperial Guards mages are just cannon fodder in the face of the Mountain Corpse, so how can the ordinary people in the city resist?

"Who will stop it? Who will stop him?! I'm not married yet, I don't want to die!"

"I heard that several high-level mages who escorted the Sha Yuan team were killed or wounded while fighting it, and even the Imperial Guard Mage Corps suffered heavy losses. I wonder if President Han and the others can stop its advance."

"President Han and his team will definitely succeed, and the Sha Yuan Squad will definitely succeed too!!"

Among the makeshift mage squad on the city wall, some cried out in fear, while others firmly believed that Chairman Han would succeed. If it weren't for Lu Huan and others maintaining order, the situation would have collapsed long ago.

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After passing through the spatial passage, Jiang Han and Zhan Kong saw the altar of the mausoleum. The altar was hidden in the darkness, like a stone platform that had been floating in the cold, ancient, and dark universe for who knows how many years.

From a distance, the altar looks like an ice crown with red silk hanging down from it. Countless stone steps lead to the altar, each step being enormous and several times taller than an adult.

When Jiang Han and the others got closer, they realized that what was being depicted was not red silk at all, but rather a waterfall of blood that was thick to a certain degree.

At the corners of the altar, there are jade dragon heads carved in each direction, and the waterfall of blood is spewed from those dragon heads, cascading down with a sound like a waterfall.

"That might be the legendary Bloodfall. Once we reach the top of the altar, we'll be able to see the Blood Throne," Zhan Kong said, glancing at the 'blood' flowing around the altar.

"A waterfall of blood? Could it really be flowing with fresh blood? Blood that has flowed for a thousand years, how is that possible?" Jiang Han said, somewhat incredulously.

It is known that fresh blood oxidizes and turns black quickly upon contact with air, but the liquid flowing on this altar is so bright red.

"According to legend, this blood waterfall was created by the ancient king using the blood of countless high-level demons, with the purpose of deterring the undead who sneak in here and disturb his slumber."

Zhan Kong had seen books about ancient royal tombs when he was in the family, so he directly explained the origin of the Bloodfall to Jiang Han. However, he did not tell Jiang Han how he knew about it.

"Let's go, we don't have time to linger here."

After explaining the origin of the blood waterfall, Zhan Kong began to climb the stone steps. It wasn't that he didn't want to fly directly there, but the space here was inscribed with some kind of forbidden rune, which sealed off any magic or magical artifacts that could allow flight.

Jiang Han glanced at the Bridge of Nine Deaths and One Life behind him. They had already emerged from the Gate of Death, but Mo Fan, Zhang Xiaohou, and Su Xiaoluo, who were protected by Long Da and hundreds of white bone lizard demons, had not yet appeared, which made him somewhat worried.

Although he was confident in the strength of Long Da and the White Bone Lizard Demons, he was worried that if they encountered thousands of undead like them, it would be troublesome, and someone might even get injured.

Noticing that Jiang Han hadn't followed, Zhan Kong turned around and said, "I know you're worried about Mo Fan and the others, but the most important task now is to climb to the top of the altar, find the Blood Throne, and end this undead calamity. Only in this way can we save Mo Fan and the others."

After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Han began to climb the stone steps. The steps, which were as tall as a person, were difficult to climb. Only by jumping could one barely hold onto the edge of the steps. If one did not have some strength, one would not be able to climb them at all.

As you climb the stone steps, the steps of the altar gradually narrow, becoming narrower as you go higher, until finally you can step on them in one stride.

Upon reaching the top of the altar, what comes into view is a massive piece of blood jade—or, to be precise, a throne crafted from blood jade.

The Blood Throne is crafted entirely from crystal-clear blood jade, with sharp, angular edges and countless intricate runes on its armrests.

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