Full-Time Magister: I can control you to death

Fortunately, the understanding Dark Sword Master once again raised his greatsword: "Night Rule!"

A beam of light shot out from the tip of the giant sword, instantly enveloping the entire basin area near the pyramid as if the night had collapsed!

A thick aura of darkness roared forth, and under the cover of night, all the Wraith Sword Servants donned a jet-black sword robe.

Their pupils became even more piercing, with a terrifying brilliance that directly captivated people!

"The Deadpool has become even stronger!"

Despair was evident in everyone's eyes.

The original Wrathful Sword Dead Servants were the executioners of darkness; their swords could easily kill mid-level mages.

Now, with the Nightfall buff from the Dark Sword Master, his strength has doubled, making him so powerful that it inspires despair!

"Withdraw! Leave this to me!"

Xu Fang snatched the device that could eliminate mirages, his voice tinged with a touch of tragic grandeur amplified by sonic magic:

"In times of crisis, only responsibility matters!"

"Dark Sword Master, I'll hold them off!"

At this moment, his figure seemed infinitely tall in the eyes of the military mages, and countless people had tears welling up in their eyes, only able to wipe them away as they retreated.

All they could do was not let down the dying efforts of the internationalist fighters around them...

"Finished."

No one noticed that Xu Fang, with his back to them, wore a smile of triumph as if his plan had succeeded.

The Dark Sword Master did see it; its intelligence wasn't low, but it was still completely baffled.

Has this human gone mad?

Frightened?

“Your horse looks good. Let me ride it,” Xu Fang said.

The Dark Sword Master was furious. Although it couldn't understand Xu Fang's language, it could guess the general meaning from his actions.

Dare to touch my horse?

"Don't be so rude. You were so sweet and understanding just now..."

Listening to this meaningless nonsense, the killing intent in the Dark Sword Master's eyes grew stronger.

Clang!

With a crisp, metallic clang, Xu Fang found himself holding an ancient longsword.

"This sword is called Tai'a." Xu Fang's voice grew increasingly cold, and pieces of armor materialized on his body: "Now, shall we fight or not?"

Chapter 439 But what about Xu Juntong and others?

Tai'a is an ancient royal treasure that Xu Fang obtained from the white tomb palace of Sha Yuan when he attained the Dao and transcended the level.

Complementing the ancient royal armor, its profound, fierce, and sharp domineering aura caused the Dark Sword Master's momentum to retreat steadily.

“Take me to the pyramids,” Xu Fang said calmly.

The hilt of the Dark Sword Master trembled slightly, its knightly dignity causing it to struggle for a mere two seconds.

"Ok?"

The Dark Sword Master gave up struggling and ultimately could not resist the suppression of his bloodline. He jumped off the Dark Death Horse and respectfully knelt before Xu Fang.

Tsk, I still prefer your rebellious side.

Xu Fang's expression remained unchanged as he stepped directly onto the Dark Sword Master's head, treating him like a stirrup.

The Dark Sword Master was initially somewhat resentful, but after being stepped on like that, his dissatisfaction vanished instantly, and his attitude became docile.

They've completely baffled Xu Fang.

He looks so handsome with thick eyebrows and big eyes, I never expected him to like this kind of style?

The Dark Horse is a powerful and robust creature, possessing smooth and strong muscle lines despite being a dark undead.

The horse, which had been holding its head high, obediently lowered it, its deep black eyes flashing with submission.

Darkness concealed this scene, which was enough to shock everyone's worldview, until they disappeared into the pyramid.

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The inside of the pyramids is more cramped than I imagined, with dark, labyrinthine chambers as far as the eye can see.

Each secret chamber contains various mummies and hellhounds, which devour vengeful spirits, the undead that float around everywhere.

If they work together to deal with Xu Fang, he really won't be able to break through this sea of ​​undead.

In addition, there are tens of thousands of undead from the third trade, such as tomb raiders, tomb builders, slave warriors, and slave boatmen.

"Damn, he really knows how to enjoy himself!" Xu Fang spat.

Tens of thousands of people serve one pharaoh. Even the ancient kings didn't enjoy such a life. This damned little pharaoh is living a life better than the living... Wait, where is the pharaoh?

Xu Fang looked at the Dark Sword Master.

The Dark Sword Master immediately gestured to indicate that the pharaoh of this pyramid was of average cultivation and had long since vanished into the vast River Styx.

The Dark Swordsman now calls the shots at the pyramid.

Of course, with Xu Fang's arrival, the management of the pyramid naturally fell into his hands.

The Dark Sword Master looked very imposing, but after submitting, he really resembled a loyal dog, following Xu Fang wherever he went.

If there were an undead version of the hierarchy of needs, for the Dark Sword Master, finding a master would be an indisputable survival need!

"Let the undead retreat," Xu Fang ordered.

Although the Dark Sword Master did not understand, he still faithfully carried out Xu Fang's orders.

Outside the pyramids.

A poisonous golden mummy's spike was about to pierce a military mage's chest when it suddenly stopped moving and turned to run back the way it came.

To the astonishment of the assembled mages, the spirits of the dead receded like a tide.

"Undead! The undead are retreating!"

"It's Commander Xu! He succeeded!"

"But...where is Xu Juntong?"

A large number of undead disappeared without a trace, but the young figure alone did not appear before them.

The Egyptian military commander, who had rushed to provide support, swallowed hard, slowly removed his military cap, and gave a standard military salute!

We must find him!

"He is a friend of our country forever!"

"I want to see him alive, or I want to see his body! Even if he becomes a ghost, I want him to be purified without pain!"

The staff officer next to him nodded solemnly.

Just then, the pyramid trembled, its luster dimmed, and it blended into the night.

Are mirages about to disappear?

In just a few seconds, the pyramid, which had been embedded deep in the earth like a thorn, disappeared.

—It's as if it never existed.

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The northern frontier.

A slender figure walked slowly towards them, her waist as delicate as a willow branch swaying in the breeze, and her face so beautiful it was mesmerizing.

A man was with her.

The man looked unremarkable, with a stiff, white hue in his exposed skin.

"The current king really doesn't know the value of firewood and rice when he's not in charge of the household. The energy of Sha Yuan is already scarce, and now we have to drift to this godforsaken place," Queen Jiuyou complained.

The White Corpse King stared at her coldly.

"Why are you looking at me like that... Fine, fine, I won't say anything more, okay?" Jiuyouhou muttered, "You can't beat me, but you're still so arrogant."

"His Majesty said he would find a way to replenish his energy." The White Corpse King's voice was as stiff as his appearance, like shards of glass that made one's heart ache.

"Forget it, with such a huge energy deficit, how is he going to make up for it?"

Jiuyou took out his phone, and the last message Xu Fang had sent him was from several hours ago.

The content is simple: set up a spatial node in the Northern Frontier, and then control the Sha Yuan to float over.

"In the past, I could easily find a crowded city to replenish the death energy needed for drifting, but now the king won't let us kill anyone... He might as well just refine me into the energy core!"

After Jiuyou, she held her phone, completely lacking any class, and kept rambling on.

The White Corpse King watched coldly: "Stop looking at your phone, you're just a complaining woman now."

Empress Jiuyou: "..."

What's wrong with looking at your phone?

Looking at your phone, are you trying to kill me?

The two ghosts confronted each other while setting up spatial nodes.

Almost at the same time.

Inside a room, Zhao Manyan said irritably, "Still can't get in touch with Xu Fang and Mo Fan?"

Mo Fan is infiltrating the Black Court, while Xu Fang is far away in Egypt. Neither of the two powerful figures who could take him along are by his side!

Even Mu Ningxue, Zhan Kong, Nie Lengshan, and others were not there. It was said that the eastern coastal battlefield was in dire need of help, and they had been transferred there for rescue!

Lingling ignored him, her little hands rapidly tapping on the keyboard, creating a dazzling display of changes on the screen.

“Come and look at this,” Lingling said.

Zhao Manyan was still lost in thought when Lingling called out to him, and he hurriedly went over.