Full-Time Magister: Dark Throne

The Giza Plateau, about 10 kilometers southwest of Cairo, Egypt.

Yellow sand swirls around the massive white limestone pyramids that stand silently, seemingly eternal, now tinged with a faint golden hue by the sand.

It is not far from Cairo, the most prosperous capital of Egypt, but it is deserted. Even the monsters that are common in the desert seem to have disappeared here and are unwilling to set foot in this territory.

All of this is because the largest pyramid in all of Egypt is located here.

The Great Pyramid of Giza.

Its ruler, Khufu, the Egyptian god of the underworld, is unusually irritable today.

"Buzz!"

A silver-glowing spatial portal suddenly opened within Khufu's tomb, bypassing layers of magical arrays and restrictions.

"Who...?" (Ancient Egyptian)

Khufu on the throne opened his eyes, his wolf-like gaze glaring at the suddenly opened door, as if trying to figure out which reckless fellow had dared to be so bold.

His eyes were filled with rage, and his hands gripped the scepter that represented his identity as Hades.

As soon as an enemy appears, he will inflict extreme pain upon them, so that they will forever remember the consequences of overstepping the boundaries of Hades's domain.

The expected enemy did not appear, but a familiar head flew to him at an extremely fast speed.

That was the Dark Sword Master he had sent some time ago to build a mirage outside the city of Pushkin, so that he could draw upon the Pharaoh's power.

He won't carry out such actions too many times; he understands what sustainable development means.

The Undead Emperor's life is almost eternal, so there's no need for him to sacrifice everything for a short-term gain.

Just as he was pondering when Egypt had produced a forbidden spell of spatial magic and was about to take the head of the Dark Sword Master, an excessively young voice rang out in the spacious mausoleum, causing his hands to stiffen slightly.

"Go back and tell Khufu to wash that ancient corpse of his thoroughly, lest he dirty my knife."

"Bang!"

The sound of the Dark Sword Master's head exploding coincided with the sound of the spatial gate closing.

This proud dark swordsman probably never imagined that its final death would be caused by the very master it had always believed in.

Khufu's face turned ashen as he crushed the Dark Sword Master's head.

It has been countless years since a human being dared to challenge his authority.

"Oh no!" (Ancient Egyptian) Khufu suddenly looked up and glanced around, then hurriedly got off his throne.

The King of the Underworld, who rules over a region of the underworld, looked quite disheveled as he fled.

The instant he left, a sword intent emanated from the dark sword body and slashed straight at his throne.

The throne, forged from gold and various magical stones and treasures, didn't even last a second before turning into a pile of fragments.

The various protective formations left by Khufu were completely ineffective and were cleaved open!

He was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand to try and repair it with magic, but there seemed to be some special magic force blocking his magic in the strike.

"Despicable humans!" (Ancient Egyptian) Khufu roared through gritted teeth, and the entire pyramid trembled.

The spirits and demons in the lower levels of the pyramids did not know why their master was so angry. They could only tightly hold onto the doors of their tombs or huddle in a dark corner to prevent Khufu from taking his anger out on them.

At the same time that Khufu was furious.

Near the pyramids at the very edge of the Egyptian map, the light suddenly began to distort inexplicably.

A colossal abyssal vessel, laden with the dead, is about to arrive on the battlefield.

It will devour the pyramids of Egypt one after another until Khufu falls beneath his master's armor.

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"So, Mr. He An, what kind of reward would you like?" Staff Officer Fenner asked cautiously, sitting up straight.

She no longer dared to look down on He An in the slightest.

Yesterday's performance of the mirage pyramid proved that He An's strength has far surpassed hers.

This level of ability would rank among the top in all of Egypt. How exactly did he manage to participate in the World University Competition?

Gazing at his young and handsome profile, a background music from the distant East aptly began to play in Staff Officer Fenner's mind:

"I accidentally wandered into the imperial palace~"

"Don't get distracted." An aged voice sounded in her custom-made earpiece.

He was the head of the entire Egyptian government, and only he could decide on the distribution of Hean's reward.

Looking at Staff Officer Fenner, whose muscles were taut, He An, sitting opposite him, chuckled helplessly: "No need to be so tense."

"All I need is for you to provide me with some information."

"Provide information?" Staff Officer Fenner became even more nervous.

Prior to the negotiations, the military think tank had prepared contingency plans for He An's needs.

From rare celestial seeds to various precious magical materials unique to Egypt.

From ownership of Egyptian mines to the position of lord of a large city.

They have communicated and prepared contingency plans for all these common requirements.

The only thing that wasn't taken into consideration was the information that He An was now offering.

Staff Officer Fenner suddenly remembered that He An also had the identity of a Seven-Star Hunter Master, and tentatively asked:

"What information do you need from us? Is it about the legendary Medusa?"

The legendary Tears of Medusa—this was the most fitting item for He'an's objective that Staff Officer Fenner could think of.

"Amontet, do you know where this is?" He An asked softly, taking a sip of his black tea.

This was a clue he found on a wall in an ancient city after he came to Pushini following clues about the temple.

After a war many years ago, the Eye of the Blazing Sun was moved there.

"Amontet?"

Staff Officer Fenner paused for a moment, then looked with pleading eyes at the Southern Army Commander Rovar and the Super-Rank Mage Shero standing on either side of her.

However, when the two of them looked at Staff Officer Fenner, they were completely bewildered, as if they had never heard of this name before.

Just as she was wondering how to answer, a heavy sigh suddenly came through her specially made earpiece.

"Amontet, the land where the sun sets."

The old voice of the chief leader rang out in the earpiece.

"That place was erased from the map a thousand years ago. Even the most confidential archives in the country would not mention it. If it weren't for the inheritance within my family, I'm afraid even I, the head of state, wouldn't know about it."

"The place where the sun sets? Isn't that a place from mythology?"

The chief of staff voiced Fenner's question first, leaving her speechless.

"I knew you'd ask that, but Amontet really exists!"

The top leader remained silent for a few seconds, seemingly giving Staff Officer Finner time to think.

"Where the sun sets, in the far west of the world, at the moment when light and darkness intertwine, where light hides between shadows, miracles can be seen." (Ancient Egyptian)

"Tell him this, he'll understand. I don't know how he knew the location of that place."

With a very long sigh, the leader disconnected.

Staff Officer Fenner repeated these words to He An with a nervous heart.

"The place where the sun sets is located in the far west of the world. At the moment when light and darkness intertwine, light is hidden between shadows, and miracles can be seen."

As He An recited these words, he suddenly laughed.

"The light was hidden in the shadows; no wonder I couldn't find it."

"You can understand me?" Staff Officer Fenner asked, somewhat surprised.

How could he understand such a nonsensical string of words?

"You'll understand once you see it with your own eyes." He An smiled and turned to leave.

Inside the huge tent, only Staff Officer Fenner and his two companions remained, staring at each other blankly.

Even though they were sitting in the same room, it was as if they were communicating across dimensions with the leader and He An; they couldn't understand a word they were saying.