Versatile Mage: I can control you until you die

Northern Xinjiang.

This place is known as the backbone of China, and the wind blowing in the face is so clean, as if there is no dust at all.

The sky is so blue, so blue that it seems like it can wash away all the worries of a person.

White clouds float leisurely in the sky, like a flock of leisurely sheep, walking freely among the blue sky and grasslands.

A young man wearing sunglasses and a beautiful woman set foot on this land.

"It's such a beautiful place," the beautiful woman said.

"Indeed, I like beauty. The more beautiful something is, the more heart-warming it is when it is destroyed."

The boy in sunglasses grinned and said: "Just like cherry blossoms, their death is the most beautiful... Maybe our next stop can be Japan."

He took off his sunglasses, revealing a pair of beautiful purple eyes like an elf.

"As long as you like it."

The beautiful woman in cheongsam smiled softly and raised a long, narrow, delicate and artistic triangular rhombus vessel in her hand.

"Triangular Dimensional Mirror..."

Leng Jue——that is, the young man in sunglasses, his face showed a morbid fanaticism:

"Soon, people in this country will see its unparalleled effects. The most beautiful moment is about to come!"

With the injection of energy, the entire triangular dimensional mirror suddenly glowed with an extremely cold brilliance, just like the cold light cast by the cold moon.

The light shot straight into the sky, and a shocking dividing line suddenly appeared between the vast gray-blue sky and earth. It seemed to hit a certain dimension!

Salan?

Just a failed clown.

He, Leng Jue, is the real god of death on earth!

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"I'm in northern Xinjiang now. I know you may not believe it, but it is very possible that a pyramid appears here."

"An entire town has been wiped off the map, and the only survivor has gone insane."

"Even after being treated by a psychic mage, he only had words like pyramid and underworld in his mouth... He described it in great detail, and it couldn't be a mental figment."

Lingling's serious voice sounded on the international long-distance call.

"I believe it." Xu Fang said: "I am in Egypt now. It has been quite unrest here recently. There have been riots in pyramids of all sizes."

"But what power in this world can move the pyramid to such a distant place?" Lingling asked puzzled.

"Do you know about mirages?" Xu Fang asked.

The mirage in this world is not a natural phenomenon of chaotic light and shadow.

For the whole of Egypt, a mirage is equivalent to the army of Hades coming to the world again, with blood in the sky and corpses everywhere!

"You mean, it was a mirage that brought the pyramid to northern Xinjiang?" Lingling still couldn't believe it: "But it's so far away..."

"I just heard an older legend today. The story of Hades and Kongsi is similar to Pandora's Box."

Xu Fang said:

"A girl named Kongsi exchanged her soul with the devil and enjoyed a more noble status and luxury than the slave owner.

In order to escape the demonic spirit claiming her soul, she used her fame, wealth and power to collect the most precious triangular dimensional mirror.

The triangular dimensional mirror can refract the dark light of the pyramid in a disorderly manner, making it impossible for the dark light to shine on the city where she is located.

Because the triangular dimensional mirror refracts rather than absorbs, this means that the dark light of the pyramid actually shines on other cities.

In order to protect herself, Kong Si made countless cities litter with corpses and become rivers of blood!

The so-called mirage is actually a by-product of the chaotic refraction of a broken triangular dimensional mirror! "

"Triangular dimensional mirror?" Lingling had no feelings about the story, but accurately captured one word.

“Khonsi’s deeds have been passed down in Egypt for centuries, just like the descendants of the ancient kings have guarded the holy springs for generations.

Maybe it's not real, maybe there are discrepancies, but there is definitely a basis for spreading, or a prototype. "Xu Fang said.

Lingling's voice became more serious: "If there is such a magical weapon, it can project the pyramid to northern Xinjiang... I will go investigate immediately!"

After listening to the legend from Xu Fang's mouth, she felt an inexplicable coldness rising throughout her body.

Because in the legend of Hades and Kongsi, there are many fragments that are surprisingly consistent with the nonsense of the survivors!

After hanging up Lingling's phone, Xu Fang walked to the window and looked out.

It's very noisy outside, the whole city is under martial law, it seems like the Pyramid Undead has launched another round of attacks...

Xu Fang now has several options.

First, return home.

But that road is now unworkable, and all international flights to Egypt were shut down during the Pyramids riots.

Second, living in Egypt.

With his current strength, it is more than enough to protect himself. Anyway, he is not an Egyptian military mage. Even if he hides in the city and does not take action, no one will accuse him.

And the last one is to participate in the pyramid battle.

It’s not that I want to contribute anything to Egypt, but that I want to use this method to return home!

What Leng Jue projected to northern Xinjiang was not just the Pyramid of Khufu, but numerous large and small ones.

With Xu Fang's current strength, it would be difficult to occupy a small pyramid deeply, but it is not impossible.

After being teleported to the northern border, he can use the silver vortex to connect to the evil abyss and attack the Egyptian undead.

——He even had the chance to give Leng Jue a righteous sneak attack from behind!

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Xu Fang wants to join the pyramid crusade, and Egypt agrees with both hands and feet.

Nowadays, forbidden spells are scarce, and even if they are available, they cannot be taken casually. The gold content of a super-level mage is self-evident.

As for the reason?

Asking is about the spirit of internationalism. Why, although I am a yellow haired person, I am a good internationalist yellow haired person!

He was placed in a city called Pushini, which was not far from Luo and was a medium-sized city-state in Egypt.

Arriving in the city of Pushny, the whole city has a bit of ancient Egyptian charm. The stone fences are still preserved outside the city, including the streets and houses, many of which are made of stones.

This city is obviously not peaceful to the naked eye. There are stretchers all over the road, being carried away by wind mages.

The people on the stretcher were tightly wrapped in white cloth, and the blood stains under the white cloth could be faintly seen, like mummies.

Xu Fang even saw a wounded man whose leg had been torn off violently, with a jagged and uneven section on it!

Due to the bumps, blood kept dripping down. It fell into the cracks of the stones on the uneven street!

Xu Fang hurried up to meet him, first cleaned his wounds with pure warm water, then took out a bottle of medicine from the hidden star and sprinkled it on his broken leg.

"Did you get your legs back?" Xu Fang asked.

The soldier carrying the stretcher next to him said sadly: "...No."

Xu Fang sighed, took out another bottle of medicine, and drank it for the wounded. Soon, the wounded who kept screaming became quiet, and their tense brows relaxed.

If the broken leg is still there, it is still possible to recover it with the ability of a healing mage.

Naturally, these two bottles of medicine cannot make him grow two legs. Their function is only to relieve pain, allowing the soldier to wake up without pain or become disabled.

"Thank you." The soldier said gratefully: "Are you...Xu Fang!?"

He instantly remembered this man. It was this man who easily defeated their Egyptian team in the water city of Venice!

You know, the Egyptian team was the biggest dark horse at the time, and even the British Jero couldn't withstand the endless tide of undead!

Unexpectedly, the other party suddenly transformed into an international person who came to help them.