Full-Time Magister: I can control you to death

From a distance, it looks like this long hillside is covered with spectacular gold and green tiles... well, tiles covered with panda poop.

The Poison Gold Mummies were all asleep, but they were soon awakened by Xu Fang and his group who broke into their resting place.

"Eek~~~~~~~~~~!"

The sounds they made were as sharp and piercing as those of ghostly infants, carrying an extremely strong evil quality, and their eyes suddenly turned bright red.

At the moment they awaken as a group, one can feel a strong sense of resentment and death crashing down upon them like a violent storm.

"What are you yelling about!"

"Pale and Desolate, Frosty Wind!"

Xu Fang can't stand seeing people who are worse than him showing off in front of him.

He himself lacks any sense of superiority; he'll step on anyone he can without hesitation.

The icy wind, carrying a biting chill, mercilessly penetrated the mummy's layers of panda poop bandages, causing cracks to gradually appear on its surface.

Then it becomes brittle, peels off in pieces, and eventually crumbles into powder!

"Let's go." Xu Fang turned his head and said calmly. He didn't make a single unnecessary movement, but his overwhelming aura made everyone present feel their scalp tingle!

"So...so competitive..."

"A military mages muttered."

When they saw so many poisonous golden mummies, their hearts sank, and they groaned inwardly that another fierce battle was about to begin.

Then Xu Fang made his move...

I got up, that was it, what's there to say?

The poisonous golden mummies, which were some distance away and had escaped the calamity, still stood on the sloping hillside, collectively opening their mouths and spewing out a wave of poisonous mist!

"Trying to play with poison with me?" Xu Fang sneered. "Light falls across the entire area!"

Golden streaks of light fell from the sky like shooting stars, leaving dazzling trails of light in mid-air.

The trajectories connect to form a barrier similar to the Shield of Light, but far surpassing it in both strength and size!

When the poisonous fog touched the light-drenched area, it emitted a strange hissing sound, and it was impossible for the poisonous fog to step inside even a fraction of an inch!

"Is this light spreading everywhere?"

"That's right, he was describing constellations—although he could draw constellations much faster than we could draw star charts."

"As expected of a super-level control ability, it actually managed to modify the Lightfall Demon like this, and the key is that it's quite useful?"

This move was learned by Xu Fang from Zhao Manyan. He replicated it exactly, and the defensive power was indeed extremely strong.

His gaze swept across the group of mummies, and he quickly locked onto a giant mummy with three eyes.

The Three-Eyed Poison Gold Leader, the leader of this group of mummies.

"Fire!"

Xu Fang pointed his right hand at the leader, and the light barrier actually began to move like liquid, gathering into a huge ball of light.

boom!

With a single shot, the Three-Eyed Poison Gold Leader was annihilated by the golden light before he could even utter a scream!

"Set up camp," Xu Fang said.

"Commander Xu, ahead are the Vicious Sword Death Squad; their strength is extremely powerful..."

"It doesn't matter, I will take action."

Chapter 438 This sword is named Tai'a.

The Lich Sword Deadpools are entirely black, from their skin and outer armor to the swords they hold in their hands.

Only those eyes emitted an eerie red light, carrying a strong sense of ferocity!

brush!

A vicious sword-wielding assassin rushed up and unleashed a double-handed X-shaped slash at Xu Fang.

Xu Fang slammed his fist down, and the seemingly imposing dark sword light was swallowed up by the golden light. The Wrathful Sword Death Servant was also sent flying backward by the force of the punch.

"A general is a general. You were a general before, and you will be a general for life!"

Damn it, so what if the armor looks a little better?!

"Click-click-click! Click-click-click-click!"

Another large group of Vicious Sword Death Servants rushed up, making unpleasant sounds like skulls smacking their lips.

"A group fight?"

Xu Fang dispersed his aura of light, unleashing an extreme chill: "You hundred or so undead are not qualified!"

Pale and withered, the coffin is frozen!

A massive gray coffin descended from the sky, crushing three or four vengeful swordsmen before they could dodge.

"Young spirits, it's time for you all to be reincarnated!"

Xu Fang put his right index and middle fingers together and made random gestures in the air.

The gray coffin was like a runaway dump truck, rampaging through the ranks of the Vicious Sword Death Servants, crashing into anyone it could get its hands on!

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

The Deadpool of the Wrathful Sword was quite fast; it could even leave a black afterimage as it moved, and its speed alone could crush the gray coffin.

But the Pale Decay Soul Seed was too disgusting... Under its amplification, the gray coffin exuded a decaying aura, enveloping the entire group of Wrathful Sword Death Servants.

As they move, their joints brittle and turn into bone dust, leaving them a pile of black parts that can only take hits and have no room to dodge.

“Let’s build the camp,” Xu Fang said.

This is the third camp, bringing us within ten kilometers of the pyramids.

Meanwhile, the other mages gradually fell behind Xu Fang's pace. The road ahead was too dangerous for them, and they would face the most terrifying resistance and encirclement from the undead!

An old military mage said, "Commander Xu, preliminary calculations suggest there are approximately five hundred Wrathful Sword Death Servants inside this pyramid mirage..."

"There are four hundred now."

"Yes, yes, these four hundred Wraith Sword Servants are far more difficult to deal with than ordinary undead. The dark swords in their hands are the most insurmountable barrier of death!"

Four hundred vicious sword assassins!

Even a high-level mage might not be able to handle it!

This military magistrate was indeed quite old, and he spoke somewhat incoherently.

Xu Fang didn't listen carefully; his eyes were fixed on the pyramid, pondering a plausible way to enter in broad daylight.

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The twilight was like blood; the afterglow of the setting sun dyed the horizon red, like flowing blood, filling the air with an atmosphere of terror and foreboding.

A suffocating sense of oppression filled the air, as if an invisible force was squeezing every life.

The main force successfully set up camp at the third camp.

Now, they must advance on the pyramids and establish the fourth camp beneath them, surrounded by countless undead!

The last five kilometers!

"rush!"

Blue light slowly rose into the sky, and the army transformed into a surging torrent, breaking through the Forest of Corpses in one fell swoop. The battle, which had been orderly, gradually descended into utter chaos.

The undead, like a forest of mountains, made it impossible to see the direction of the pyramids. Many military mages, after getting lost, only knew to instinctively fight the undead.

To be honest, this kind of battlefield is not suitable for Xu Fang, because most of his skills are actually indiscriminate.

A single Shadow Song, a wave of Frost Wind, or a raging storm of insects could very well wipe out the mummy and the military mage together.

What awaits you then won't be medals of honor, but the Court of Magical Inquisition!

Fortunately, the dead are always so understanding, and Xu Fang's troubles soon disappeared with the appearance of a dark shadow.

—That was a shadowy figure riding a black, ghostly horse.

Dark Sword Master!

It was shrouded in a thick aura of darkness, as if draped in a hazy black battle robe, blending into the newly fallen night.

It was as arrogant and unruly as a knight, holding its long black greatsword high towards the crimson and dark sky.

As if invoking the power of the god of night with a sword, the black aura beneath the clouds stirred more and more violently!

"The Sword of the Netherworld!"

The Dark Swordsman spoke in ancient Egyptian, which no one present could understand.

But everyone recognizes that black sword wave that stretches across the sky, with overwhelming cutting power and domineering presence!

"Order Reversal!"

Just as the black sword wave was about to turn this place into a living hell, a chaotic curved surface blocked its way.

The raging black sword energy instantly reversed, slashing towards the Dark Sword Master, and merged into the darkness just before striking his body.

"It's Commander Xu!"

The military mages who survived the ordeal were moved to tears.

"You all retreat quickly, I'll deal with the Dark Sword Master," Xu Fang said.

"How can this be!" a high-ranking military intelligence officer shouted. "The Dark Sword Master is a monarch-level being. Even if you are a super-level mage, you are no match for him!"

All the mages in Egypt know that the Dark Sword Master, a creature within the pyramids, is no match for anyone without four high-level mages working together!

"Retreat quickly!" Xu Fang emphasized again.

Damn it, you guys better get out of here! How am I supposed to proceed with the next step if you don't leave?