Full-Time Magister: I can control you to death

Lingling's serious voice came through the international long-distance call.

“I believe you,” Xu Fang said. “I am in Egypt right now. Things have been quite turbulent here lately, with riots breaking out at pyramids of all sizes.”

"But what power in this world could move the pyramids to such a distant place?" Lingling asked, puzzled.

"Do you know what a mirage is?" Xu Fang asked.

The mirages in this world are not a natural phenomenon caused by a distortion of light and shadow.

For all of Egypt, a mirage is tantamount to the army of the gods of the underworld descending upon the earth once again, a spectacle of blood and carnage!

"You mean, a mirage brought the pyramids to the northern frontier?" Lingling still couldn't believe it: "But the distance..."

"I just heard a rather ancient legend today. The story of Hades and Kons is similar to Pandora's Box."

Xu Fang said:

"A girl named Kongsi exchanged her soul with a demon and enjoyed a status and luxury that was more prestigious than that of a slave owner."

To escape the demon's attempt to seize her soul, she used her fame, wealth, and power to collect the priceless Triangular Dimensional Mirror.

The triangular dimensional mirror can distort and refract the radiance of the pyramids, preventing it from shining on her city.

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

In order to protect herself, Kong Si caused countless cities to be littered with corpses and rivers of blood!

The so-called mirage is actually a byproduct of the disordered refraction caused by a broken triangular mirror!

"Triangular Dimensional Mirror?" Lingling didn't feel anything about the story, but she accurately grasped a single word.

"The story of Khonsu has been told in Egypt for centuries, just like the ancient royal descendants who have guarded the sacred spring for generations."

"It may not be true, and there may be discrepancies, but it definitely has a basis in tradition or a prototype," Xu Fang said.

Lingling's voice grew increasingly serious: "If such a divine artifact truly exists, it would be enough to project the pyramids onto the northern frontier... I'll go investigate immediately!"

After hearing the legend Xu Fang told her, she felt a strange chill run down her spine.

Because in the legend of Hades and Kongsi, many parts of the story coincide strikingly with the ramblings of the survivors!

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

It's very noisy outside, and the whole city is under martial law. It seems the undead from the pyramids have launched another attack...

Xu Fang now has several options.

First, return to China.

But this route is no longer viable, as all international flights to Egypt were suspended during the pyramid riots.

Second, he eked out a living in Egypt.

With his current strength, he can easily protect himself. In any case, he's not an Egyptian military mages, so no one will criticize him even if he stays in the city and doesn't make a move.

The last one is to participate in the battle of the pyramids.

It's not about making any contribution to Egypt, but about using this method to return home!

The projection of Leng Jue onto the northern frontier is not just the Great Pyramid of Giza, but countless others of all sizes.

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

After being teleported to the Northern Frontier, he was able to use the Silver Vortex to connect with the Abyss of Sha and launch a surprise attack on the Egyptian undead.

—He even had the chance to launch a righteous sneak attack on that bastard Leng Jue from behind!

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Xu Fang wanted to join the campaign against the pyramids, and the Egyptian side wholeheartedly agreed.

In a time when forbidden spells are scarce, and even if they exist, they cannot be used casually, the value of a super-level mage is self-evident.

As for the reason?

The answer is internationalism. So what? Even though I'm blond, I'm a good internationalist blond!

He was assigned to a city called Pushini, not far from Rome, a small city-state in Egypt.

Upon arriving in Pushini, the city retains a touch of ancient Egyptian charm. Stone fences are still preserved outside the city, and many streets and houses are built of stone.

The city was visibly unsafe, with stretchers everywhere on the roads, being carried away by wind-elemental mages.

The people on the stretchers were tightly wrapped in white cloth, and bloodstains could be faintly seen under the cloth, making them look like mummies.

Xu Fang even saw a wounded soldier whose leg had been torn off, leaving a jagged, uneven cut!

The bumpy ride caused blood to drip continuously, landing in the cracks between the uneven street stones.

Xu Fang quickly went to greet him, first using pure warm water to clean his wounds, then taking out a bottle of medicine from his storage space and sprinkling it on his broken leg.

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

The soldier carrying the stretcher said sadly, "...No."

Xu Fang sighed, then took out another bottle of medicine and poured it down the throat of the wounded soldier. Soon, the soldier, who had been screaming in agony, quieted down, and his tense brows relaxed.

If the severed leg is still intact, it's still possible to restore it using the abilities of a healing mage.

These two bottles of medicine certainly wouldn't make him grow two legs; their only purpose was to relieve pain, so that the soldier would wake up without pain and become disabled.

"Thank you." The soldier said gratefully, "You are... Xu Fang!?"

He instantly remembered this person—the man who had easily defeated their Egyptian team in Venice!

Keep in mind that the Egyptian team was the biggest dark horse at the time, and even the Englishman Djero couldn't withstand the endless tide of undead!

Unexpectedly, the other party transformed into international figures who came to help them.

Chapter 437 I got up and finished it in seconds.

The terrain of Puxini is mostly plains, with only one hill serving as a line of confrontation between humans and the undead.

There is a tall watchtower on the top of this hill.

This is the area with the widest view in Pushini, looking out over the yellow earth on the outskirts of the city.

On those hilly, undulating hills, Xu Fang was astonished to find a golden building standing there, gleaming with a unique light in the sunlight!

When the bright sun shines down on this city, it is warm and comfortable.

But for some reason, the sunlight, once it entered the pyramid territory, exuded an eerie and cold aura.

The sunlight seemed to change color because of the pyramids, turning a pale, eerie purple!

"Commander Xu, I've long admired your name." The local military intelligence officer from Puxini City stepped forward, shook hands with Xu Fang, and gave him a slightly tired smile.

"How is the situation?" Xu Fang asked.

Seraput gave a forced smile: "The situation is very bad. To be honest, if aid doesn't come soon, I won't be able to hold on... Look over there."

Xu Fang looked in the direction he was pointing.

The pyramids are exceptionally magnificent. Although they are just solitary stone structures that rise to a point about fifty meters high, they give people a strong sense of oppression.

As a human city, Psini appears so small and vulnerable!

In front of the pyramids stood a vast and eerie army of mummies.

Its body was tightly wrapped in layers of bandages, each layer revealing the vicissitudes of time and an ancient magical aura.

The bandages had turned dark brown and were covered with mysterious runes and patterns, seemingly telling tales of ancient curses and secrets.

"Normally, mirages disappear after a while. But this time, for some reason, there's no sign of them disappearing at all."

Seraput said, "Therefore, we have decided to send an advance team deep into the pyramid area to place special instruments there and thus dismantle the mirage!"

He glanced at Xu Fang, his gaze pointed: "But this mission is extremely dangerous. There are more than one Poisonous Golden Mummy leader along the way; even ordinary high-level mages have never returned. If..."

"I'll go," Xu Fang readily agreed.

Seraput's face immediately lit up with a smile: "The god of the desert will praise your bravery. After you succeed, I will definitely report to the military to award you a medal!"

Medals or not are not important — of course, it's best to have them.

Most importantly, this is the only way to openly and legitimately ascend to the pyramids!

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Although it was just a small pyramid, the number of undead surrounding it was quite large, almost reaching the level of a demon tribe.

Moreover, these undead creatures are more difficult to deal with than ordinary demons.

If you're injured on the outskirts, it's manageable, but if you're deep inside the pyramids and tombs, it's basically too late to save you.

"Commander Xu, this is our battle plan."

A military mage quickly reported: "Send an advance team to clear out the undead ahead and establish a camp at the current location. After successfully holding this camp, send out the second and third waves of mages!"

It's a bit like ocean waves, one after another.

The advantage is that, as you keep moving forward, the campsite and the city always maintain a relatively unobstructed road.

Whether it's ensuring supplies are adequate, sending the wounded back, or rotating the exhausted, the situation won't be one of initial momentum followed by decline and eventual exhaustion.

After all, in the territory of the undead, if the team weakens or runs out of manpower, it means that these people are likely to be wiped out, with no hope of survival whatsoever.

"I'm in the First Battalion, right?" Xu Fang asked.

The military mage respectfully replied, "That's right, you are a high-ranking mage, our sharpest weapon."

"Let's go now," Xu Fang said.

The military magistrate was taken aback: "Don't you need to rest?"

"Every second the mirage exists, another person could die. I'm a high-level mage, if I don't step up, who will?"

Xu Fang spoke with such righteous indignation that anyone who didn't know better would think he was filming a patriotic documentary.

—The Egyptian military magistrate's eyes changed instantly, filled with respect and gratitude.

With the sound of horns signaling the start of the march, the group left the hilltop and headed towards the pyramids.

Once you cross this dusty hillside, you'll see a vast expanse of golden green, so beautiful it looks like panda poop, shimmering in the sunlight.

Upon closer inspection, one would discover that it was the mummy's poisonous golden skin. This group of strangely behaving mummies were lying collectively behind the high slope, almost covering the entire sloping hillside.