Versatile Mage: I was reborn as Mo Fan

Following these undead creatures, Mo Fan and his companions finally arrived at the base camp of the ancient undead.

Obviously, the reason why the ancient undead can gain a foothold in the underworld is mainly because the monarch-level combat effectiveness of the current Egyptian undead has been damaged, and the powerful Khufu has not yet appeared.

However, everyone knew that if no one could check Khufu, the final outcome would probably be that he would be defeated by the Egyptian undead.

This was the key reason why Queen Jiuyou hurriedly contacted Mo Fan through a special method.

The current victory is only a small victory. As long as Khufu is alive, the Egyptian dead will not be defeated at all.
We arrived at the depths of the ancient city where the undead lived. There was a relationship with the existence of the Shayuan, and a large amount of death energy was entangled here.

Mo Fan looked calm, because he had the trump card of the Undead King, so he did not feel the slightest discomfort in this eerie and terrifying land of the undead.

However, Heidi and the other two were not so relaxed. They had frowned brows and pale faces, and were obviously not used to the strong smell of the undead.

There was an oppressive darkness all around, as if it could devour one's soul.

The strange noises that came from time to time made Heidi and the other two nervous.

Arriving deep inside the ancient capital's base camp, Mo Fan looked at their appearance and immediately cast some undead magic. Under his control, the death energy stopped invading them.

The three of them recovered a little and looked at Mo Fan in surprise.

Heidi suddenly realized that Mo Fan was like a mystery. She had many unknowns about him.
Suddenly, a dark shadow passed by them, bringing with it a gust of cold wind.

The three of them turned around quickly, only to see the shadow disappear into the darkness.

However, when he turned around, he found that a beautiful figure had appeared in front of Mo Fan.

"King~"

The person who came was naturally the Queen of Nine Netherworlds, one of the eight deceased kings.

The moment Zhao Manyan heard Jiuyou speak, he was amazed!
nm, how come he still has charm when he sees a female ghost???

Zhao Manyan quickly thought that it was because he and Mo Fan went to the Alpine Academy and then came to Egypt, but they never had the chance to be released? ?
While Zhao Manyan was lost in thought, Mo Fan asked, "What's going on?"

"King, we have entered the heart of the underworld. If we go further down, I'm afraid Khufu will also show up. So while I informed you, I am here to let my people digest it. King, this is indeed a place suitable for us undead to survive. The population of our people has increased significantly here."

Mo Fan raised his lips slightly, a hint of contempt flashed in his eyes, and he sneered: "You did the right thing. Although Khufu is not very powerful, this guy who hides his head and shows his tail can still kill people of your level in seconds. Now that I am here, the undead army can charge straight ahead!"

The Queen of Nine Netherworlds looked solemn and said, "King, you must not underestimate the enemy. Khufu's strength is unfathomable, so we still have to act with caution."

Mo Fan crossed his arms and said nonchalantly, "What are you afraid of? If an enemy comes, I will fight him. If a flood comes, I will block it with earth. If he dares to show up, I will make sure he never returns."

Zhao Manyan was listening from the side. Although he was a little nervous, he couldn’t help but pluck up his courage when he saw Mo Fan was so confident. “That’s right. Mo Fan is so powerful. What’s Khufu?”

Mo Fan turned his head and looked at everyone, saying loudly: "This time, we are here to completely eradicate Khufu. Since the three of you are here, you should experience this training. Heidi, you stay with me, Mu Bai and Zhao Manyan, the Queen of Nine Nether will arrange for you later. If you encounter someone you can't beat, save your life first." If the undead died, he could still be revived, but if the two of them were gone, then they would have to become undead.
But as his good brothers, how could he let them become undead?
Although Zhao Manyan despised Mo Fan’s behavior, he still responded.

The experience opportunities that Mo Fan provided him were something that many people might not have in their entire lives.

Mu Bai also knew that after this battle, he would definitely be able to grow again. A magician's training could never be improved by meditation and natural treasures alone. Fighting was the most critical part.
With the arrival of Mo Fan, the ancient capital's undead army once again set out on a full-scale march!
The ghosts of the ancient capital are taking action, so it is natural that the Egyptian ghosts cannot remain indifferent.

On an extremely vast grassland, millions of undead armies from both sides gathered together!
This kind of scene is undoubtedly a big confrontation!

The sky was covered with dark clouds and the wind was howling, as if it was trembling with the impending war.

Millions of undead were densely packed together, with no end in sight, emitting a suffocating breath of death.

Mo Fan stood proudly in front of the ancient capital's undead army. His eyes were cold and firm, and his aura was like a towering mountain, unshakable.

Behind him, the undead in the ancient capital roared in unison, and the sound seemed to break through the clouds and shake the heaven and earth.

The Egyptian undead army on the opposite side was equally aggressive, and they should be led by some monarchs, but even the Sphinx's level had not appeared.

Both sides emitted powerful corpse qi fluctuations, and their eyes were filled with hatred and murderous intent towards the enemy.

Mo Fan glanced at the enemy troops on the opposite side and shouted loudly: "Kill!"

His voice echoed across the grassland, stirring up the fighting spirit of the undead in the ancient capital.

The war was about to break out, and the vanguard zombies of both sides had begun to charge. In an instant, the corpse gas, deathly energy, roars, and sounds of fighting were intertwined together, forming a tragic and spectacular picture.

The first to attack the ancient capital were naturally the corpses, but compared to before, the corpses now seemed to have added a set of gray armor.

They might not be as ferocious as the corpses that went to meet Mo Fan, but their fighting power was definitely not comparable to that of the past.

On the side of the Egyptian Empire of the Dead, a large number of underworld trackers, executioners, and executioners rushed out.

On the battlefield, the zombies took heavy steps, let out low roars, and rushed towards the enemy.

The grey armor gleamed with an eerie luster in the dim light, making them look even more hideous.

The underworld's trackers dragged huge chains, like a group of violent beasts, rushing towards the rotting corpses of the ancient capital.

The executioners and hangmen in the underworld wielded sharp instruments of torture with cold murderous intent, attempting to defeat the enemy in one fell swoop.

For a moment, the vanguard troops of both sides collided with each other, causing a deafening noise.

The corpses fought fiercely with the trackers, executioners, and executioners, with limbs flying and blood splattering everywhere, turning the grassland into a bloody battlefield.
(End of this chapter)