Versatile Mage: Evolving from the One-eyed Wolf

Chapter 310 312, Attacking the Pyramid.

"Don't worry about that. We need to help after we enter the pyramid. As for how to enter, someone will help us." Mo Fan vowed, full of confidence in Chen Xian.

"By the way, Shreve, have you really entered the pyramid?" Zhao Manyan asked with a skeptical attitude. This guy looked shifty, how could he have such a talent?

"I have never been to the Pyramid of Khufu, but I have seen some other medium-sized pyramids. There are many similarities in the specifications of the pyramids. Even a pharaoh with a high status like Khufu would not deviate..." Shreve said.

"By the way, did you really get the Pharaoh's Fountain used in the Sea of ​​Undead tactics from other pyramids?" Mo Fan asked.

"That's inevitable!! There are endless secrets hidden in the pyramids. I just dug out the Pharaoh's Fountain, and I almost made all your countries embarrassed. If we can get more ancient and powerful treasures inside, our Egypt will sooner or later become the overlord of this world, and all of you so-called magical powers will become our vassals!" Shreve said with great pride.

"It's okay to brag in front of others, but you said this in front of me, really... have some shame." Mo Fan laughed awkwardly.

"It's just that I lost to you. I tell you, the Pharaoh's Fountain is definitely not the most precious object in the pyramid. There must be treasures that can shock the world in the Pyramid of Khufu. I wanted to explore it a few years ago, but unfortunately I never got approval..." Shreve said with a gleam in his eyes.

This guy is a pure pyramid fan, not for national justice or cultural justice. With his leadership, everyone will not be like a headless fly when they enter the pyramid.

Mo Fan curled his lips. Everyone knows that the pyramids hide treasures. The question is who dares to steal under the noses of the pharaohs. Let's not talk about anything else. Let's talk about the Pharaoh's Spring. The effect is exactly the same as the Holy Spring of the Earth. It is also the favorite of Little Loach.

But you can't take it just because you want to. The pyramids often contain a lot of restrictions, mainly to prevent overly powerful mages from sneaking into them. They are all targeted at those with very high cultivation and obvious soul strength.

Fortunately, Mo Fan's Chaos System has also been cultivated to the third level of the high level. He has a strong resistance to most of the restrictions. Even if he encounters incomprehensible ones, he can remove them with more time.

A basin with a little dark red appeared in front, and the three pyramids of Gisai stood at the farthest end. The magnificent momentum can still be felt from a long distance.

The Pyramid of Khufu is the tallest and most magnificent, and the one next to it is very similar in size is the Pyramid of Khafre. The surroundings are filled with a strong storm of gray resentment. More than a dozen dark sword masters are patrolling inside and outside with thousands of ruthless sword deadpools.

Once here, we can no longer fly. There are some extremely perceptive guards around the pyramid, and visual perception is essential. The Evil Star flying in the air may be seen from thousands of meters away.

Mo Fan controlled the Evil Star to slowly descend, and took it back to the contract space after everyone landed. The rest of the journey can only rely on unconventional means.

"How can we enter the Pyramid of Khufu? There is no entrance anyway, right?" Zhao Manyan said puzzledly

"The pyramid has no gate. There is only one way for us to enter it, that is, when the Pyramid of Khufu absorbs the resentment of death, we follow the gray resentment storm into it." Lingling explained, this is also the method they came up with after discussing with Shreve.

The place where the living live needs ventilation, and no matter how strict the military base is, there must be ventilation holes. And the tombs where the dead live, they also need to breathe. But they don't breathe fresh air, but resentment and death filled with resentment, anger, and pain. The gray resentment storm is the favorite breath of the kings and nobles in the pyramid.

"Fuck, are you serious? That Gray Grudge Storm looks scarier than super-class magic. If it really hits us, won't we be gnawed to the bone by those ghosts?" Zhao Manyan exclaimed.

"So we have to disguise ourselves as living dead to avoid being identified by the resentful souls in the storm. I have a special undead here. The resentment on it can be close to the ghosts in the Gray Grudge Storm. When the time comes, it will lead us into the Gray Grudge Storm... But now we are facing a problem, that is, how to pass through this heavily guarded sea of ​​undead." Shreve said, looking at Mo Fan, wondering what he was confident about.

"Don't worry, the show is about to start, Lao Zhao, be prepared to resist the impact, if nothing unexpected happens..."

Before Mo Fan finished speaking, a dazzling red light suddenly lit up in the distant sky, like a burning star rushing at an incredible speed.

The light was just a small dot at first, but it kept getting bigger and brighter at an extremely fast pace, as if it was going to tear the entire sky apart.

The powerful energy it carried caused the surrounding space to be slightly distorted, and a strong airflow could be vaguely seen in the light, swirling around.

This existence, like a burning star, with an indomitable momentum, rushed towards the direction where everyone was at a speed that seemed to be able to break through all obstacles, which was shocking.

"Here it comes." Mo Fan's voice fell, and the dazzling meteor that destroyed the world instantly fell. The meteor was like a huge burning mountain, dragging a long, dazzling flame tail, falling rapidly from the deep and high sky with the force of thunder, and hit the sea of ​​​​undead.

In an instant, the whole space seemed to be distorted by this terrifying force, and the light was so dazzling that people could not look directly at it. Accompanied by a deafening roar, the extremely powerful impact force surged in all directions like a raging sea, and the air was compressed sharply, forming circles of ripples visible to the naked eye.

The earth trembled violently under this earth-shaking impact, and a huge bottomless pit appeared. Countless rocks and soil were thrown high up and fell like a rainstorm.

The surrounding undead had no resistance to this sudden disaster. They were instantly destroyed by the powerful energy and turned into wisps of black smoke that dissipated in the air.

The dark sword masters were originally aggressive, but now they became panicked in the face of this destructive force. The swords in their hands trembled and lost their former sharpness.

The ruthless sword deadpools were in a mess and fled everywhere, but under this violent energy wave, their actions seemed so pale and powerless.

In the billowing smoke and dust, the flames were still burning, illuminating the area like daylight. In the center of the flames, a magnificent giant figure stood like a giant god.