Versatile Mage: Rebirth of Mo Fan, Atlas of the Celestial Spirit

Chapter 253 The Future Grand Ceremony Officer - Mo Fan
It was not until the afternoon of the next day that the rescue team of the African Magic Association arrived. The leader of the team was a taciturn man who was said to be a super-class wizard.

"Hello, are you the Donghuang National Government team?" asked a female mage in the rescue team.

"Yes, are you the rescue team of the African Magic Association?" Mo Fan asked them.

After both parties confirmed their identities, Mo Fan handed the backed-up recorder to team leader Daven.

Mo Fan said, "We found a Sandstorm Ghost wandering around the Desert World. It's very powerful. You have to be careful."

"Thank you, we will be careful. We will take care of the rest. You guys take a rest for a while. We may need your help." Daven's face was gloomy.

Later, a girl named Scarlett in their team said that Teacher Devin didn't know about it before, and his face turned bad only after he knew they were coming to Sahara.

Mo Fan remembered that in his previous life, not long after the rescuers entered, a huge sandstorm blew up and the rescuers were buried in the Sahara.

So if he can save her in this life, he will still try to save her.

When Daven was about to lead the team in, Mo Fan said, "Mr. Daven, you might as well wait a moment. In case the Sandstorm Ghost suddenly appears..."

Daven thought about it and agreed, "Let's postpone the rescue for now. If there's nothing unusual with the weather tomorrow morning, we'll go in and get out before dark."

The night was uneventful.

The next morning, the weather was still clear without even a cloud in sight.

Daveon said, "Everyone, get ready and enter the Sahara Maze according to yesterday's plan. Once you reach the designated point, do not move."

Just as they were about to head to the maze, a howling gale suddenly blew up the tent and headed towards the direction of the desert maze.

In the direction of the desert maze, the sky and the earth were covered with dust. The rolling yellow sand looked like a mudslide rolling into the sky, which made them terrified.

"It's a sandstorm!"

"The sandstorm is coming."

Both the African rescue team and the Donghuang Guofu team could feel that the terrible sandstorm could bury them all.

Dai Wen cast a moving wind boat on everyone, and everyone's speed increased immediately. Zhao Manyan boldly looked back.

He immediately said in horror: "Fuck, look back up."

Everyone quickly looked back and found a proud and arrogant figure standing on the top of the towering dust and sand waves behind them.

Mo Fan looked back and found that it was indeed the Sandstorm Ghost King. His entire body was wrapped in crimson, black, and golden sand, and his sharp triangular pupils were filled with strong resentment and irritability.

The rolling sand and dust is just its casual masterpiece. It stands above the thousands of sand and dust troops, or it can be said that this sandstorm that covers the sky and the earth is a part of it!

They ran all the way to the Mediterranean Sea.

When it reached the coastline, the rolling sand and dust did not slow down, but covered and swept away the beautiful beach. With this impact, the entire coastline moved towards the ocean.

Fortunately, Jiang Yu summoned a water beast and the rescue team rode a winged beast, and they all escaped the impact of the sandstorm.

Nan Jue exclaimed in amazement: “This sandstorm ghost is even more powerful than the one that attacked me. It has the power to cover dozens of kilometers. Only a monarch-level demon can do that.”

Except for Mo Fan and Mu Ningxue, everyone else was shocked by the scene just now, controlling the natural disaster and sweeping across ten thousand meters.

In the hazy yellow sky, the pair of eyes filled with resentment and contempt were enough to be remembered forever by the members of the National Government.

Mu Ningxue had just witnessed the vastness of the Godly Tree Well, so she felt that the monarch-level sandstorm ghost was nothing special. When the sandstorm subsided, everyone returned to land.

Daveen said, "With the existence of the Sandstorm Ghost, the missing National Government team is probably in danger."

……

After landing, the two teams separated. Mo Fan and others entered Egypt along the Mediterranean coastline and met up with Ai Jiangtu and others.

The rescue team went back to report. There were monarch-level creatures wandering around the Sahara maze, and the national government team that had lost contact was probably in great danger.

After arriving in Egypt, the mentors’ rewards were distributed.

The African Magic Association seemed to have sent a more powerful rescue team, and they wanted to find the person alive or the body dead.

The two teams successfully merged into one.

Nanyu said, “We should have enough medals of the National Pavilion. We have obtained all the medals we have challenged, including powerful countries like America.”

"The Egypt station is our last training mission." Mu Nujiao said with bright eyes.

After walking nearly a circle around Blue Star, it is finally almost over. As long as I can enter the stage of the Venice competition, the hardships, failures and downfalls on the road of training will not matter at all.

As long as he shines in the National Competition and is accepted by various major magic organizations, his future can be said to be bright.

Like Mo Fan's future, after reaching the super level, he will be able to enter the parliament. What an honorable title it is.

"By the way, what is the training mission that our instructor has given us this time?" Li Kaifeng asked.

"Aren't Egypt's most famous things the pyramids and the dead?"

"It's likely to be a mission involving the undead."

There are two famous gathering places for the dead in the world, one is the ancient capital of Donghuang, and the other is the pyramid area in Egypt.

The Egyptian dead live around the pyramids, usually with a certain pyramid as the center, and then move around within a radius of nearly 100 kilometers around the pyramid.

“Undead? Isn’t this just running into Mo Fan’s gun?” Zhao Manyan and Mo Fan said while hugging each other’s shoulders.

“I forgot that the hero of the Ancient Capital Catastrophe is right next to us. With Mo Fan here, we can easily defeat the little undead.” Jiang Yu said.

Ha ha……

Regarding the catastrophe in the ancient capital, Zu Jiming, Guan Yu, and Mu Tingying did not mock Mo Fan.

Anyone who dares to target Mo Fan with this title will have to face the indignation of millions of people in the ancient capital, as well as the retaliation of the Ancient Capital Magic Association and the Royal Guards Mage Corps.

Under the guidance of their mentors, the national team went to a city called Pusini, which is about 200 kilometers away from Cairo.

The entire city of Puccini retains the charm of ancient Egypt. Stone fences are still preserved outside the city walls, and even many houses and streets are made of stone.

Even so, Mo Fan had no idea where the Egyptian national team members got their sense of superiority from. Regardless of the land area, level of advancement, population size, population quality, magical prowess, cultural heritage... our Donghuang was much stronger.

After entering the city of Puccini, the group found many wounded people on the road, as if there was a war on the front line.

Mo Fan was also very excited, not because of the Egyptian undead, but because he would be able to see Xinxia soon.

(End of this chapter)