Versatile Mage: Start by Summoning Elves

"Ouch!"

Faced with three attacks from the strongest men, the Sphinx, who had been so arrogant just now, shamelessly became cowardly.

There is no way to be afraid. Although as an undead, it can be resurrected as long as the core is not destroyed, the problem is that after taking these three attacks, can the undead core really be preserved?

Moreover, it believed that its master, the great god of the underworld, Khufu, would definitely not want to lose such a lovely mount.

Unlike the Sphinx, Khufu was already thinking about killing the other party. Even though the space was blocked and he was being attacked, this idiot was still desperately trying to get closer to the other party. Did he think he was not dying fast enough?

But it was no use blaming the Sphinx at this moment. He had to hold back his tears by choosing his own subordinate and mount.

"Will you win?"

"Of course, that's the Ancient King!"

As the dark light was broken, the undead from Egypt became like cars without fuel. They stood there in a daze, as if they had turned into real corpses.

Lin Wei and others who were in charge of leading the defense also ordered to stop the attack at this moment. Instead of killing a few insignificant undead now, it is better to conserve magic power. The outcome of this battle is no longer in their hands, and she is not sure whether there will be any new variables in the attack now.

Within sight, a vortex that swallowed the earth suddenly appeared on the thick clouds, and inside the vortex seemed to be a world of nothingness and chaos.

The terrifying destructive force swept wildly. Even through the vortex, Khufu did not feel well at the moment. Not only was the energy in his body being consumed wildly, but more importantly, his body was constantly wailing.

This was the price of absorbing power beyond his own capacity, but even so he could only grit his teeth and endure it, to see if he could dissolve this power in the vortex of chaos.

But unfortunately he overestimated his own strength.

"Boom!!!"

With a sound, a shocking crack suddenly appeared in the sky...

These cracks seem so abrupt that one cannot help but question whether the world one touches and sees is just a mirror. Otherwise, why would there be such cracks all over the sky? ?
The raindrops at the highest point were getting smaller and smaller. The battle seemed to have left the void of chaos and slowly extended to this real plane. However, the overly huge energy made the real plane unable to bear the weight and was about to collapse and break...

Looking at the space crack that was getting closer and closer, Khufu had an unpleasant look on his face. When he was alive, he was a king, an unparalleled emperor in the world. After his death, he turned into an undead and became the legendary god of the underworld.

He has always believed that he is no weaker than anyone else. Even compared with those ancient monsters, the only thing he lacks is time.

In order to gain greater power, he needs more people's worship and higher rule. Only in this way can his strength be improved, and he can eventually inherit the true flavor of the God of the Underworld and unify the world of the dead.

He might even give the dark plane a try.

Unfortunately, his confidence was shattered. In that world-destroying battle, he saw a higher level of combat. The earth-shattering power and the unfettered and unrestricted freedom constantly stimulated his sensitive nerves.

If the opponent was an old monster who had lived for tens of thousands of years, he might not have too many feelings. But the opponent was an undead like him, an undead transformed from a human. Now, the opponent's strength far surpassed his.

Resentment, anger and powerlessness filled his heart.

But he did not give up. Even without Leng Jue's independent fighting, he would still try to take action on this land. In other words, if he really didn't want to, how could a mere ant possibly plot against him, even if the other party had a contract with him.

But it was too late to say anything now. The attack, which was like the power of the sky, hit him and directly shattered the Dark Glory Battle Armor that he had spent thousands of years to condense. The scepter that he loved the most in his right hand also turned into ashes under this attack and dissipated between heaven and earth. Of course, compared to him, the Sphinx, whose strength was only that of the Supreme Monarch, was undoubtedly more miserable. Even though most of the attacks were blocked by him, the aftermath alone destroyed his body that was comparable to titanium alloy.

If it weren't for the immortality of the undead, it would have undoubtedly died in the aftermath with less than a quarter of its body left.

"Emperor of the East, you have won this battle, but war is never rushed. This fertile land, this land full of heroic spirits, will eventually belong to me, Khufu!"

After saying this, Khufu did not give his opponent another chance to attack, and moved into the pyramid with the Sphinx, which was breathing out more than breathing in.

At this moment, he could feel the contemptuous eyes falling on him, but it didn't matter anymore. As he said, a wise man never puts himself in danger.

This is not because he is cowardly, but because the time and place are not on his side. He needs to retreat temporarily and recuperate so that he can start a war again when the next opportunity comes.

"Hehe!" Lin Xuan sneered. At the same time, a chaos vortex that was stronger than Old Man Bao appeared under the pyramid. He could come and go as he pleased. Did he agree?
The moment the chaotic vortex appeared, the gradually shrinking dark light no longer floated towards the pyramid. The dead kings and generals who were originally preparing to leave stood there at a loss.

"I'll leave it to you now!" Lin Xuan said.

"Leave it to me, I won't let you down!"

A charming and sexy voice came from behind. Jiuyou looked at the Egyptian undead below that were about to fill the earth, and couldn't help licking his lips.

The undead are tyrannical, although because of Lin Xuan, these undead are not banned from appearing in human cities like in the original book.

But the ancient capital had just been rebuilt during that period, and its defense was much weaker than in its peak period. In order to reduce casualties, he still imposed restrictions on the top group of undead, especially the dead king.

And these dead spirits from Egypt can just act as their opponents, allowing them to vent their anger.

"asshole!"

Khufu was naturally furious when he saw the scene below. As the Egyptian god of the underworld, he had never suffered such humiliation before.

"Eastern Emperor, do you really want to fight me to the death?"

Khufu took a deep breath and suppressed the panic in his heart. For him, who was on the path of becoming a god through faith, face was really important. If he left in disgrace at this moment, how would he gain a foothold in the future and how would he compete with others?

Khufu would never accept this result, so even if he lacked confidence, he had to gain the upper hand in verbal attacks.

"roll!"

But all he got in response was the cold rolling words and the root fluctuations from Kyogre.

"grass"

At this moment, Khufu really wanted to curse. How could there be such a rude guy? Didn’t he know that a gentleman should use words instead of fists? After all, he was an emperor. Couldn’t he give him some face?

But now is not the time to think so much. If he doesn't leave now, he is afraid that he will really not be able to leave. The dark light on the pyramid began to flicker violently, and disappeared in this space in the next moment, while not forgetting to make a harsh remark.

"Don't be complacent, I, Khufu, will come back!!!" (End of this chapter)