Versatile Mage: Evolving from the One-eyed Wolf

Chapter 311 313, Entering the Pyramid

The figure towered into the sky, as if supporting the entire sky. Its body exuded endless majesty, making people feel awe and dare not look directly at it. The flames rose and jumped around it, outlining a mysterious and chilling outline for it.

Every inch of its skin seemed to be made of the hardest rock, with hard lines and full of power. The flame patterns on its body were like ancient talismans, containing unknown powerful forces. It stood quietly, but an invisible pressure spread, making the air around it seem to become heavy.

Mo Fan and others were enveloped by Zhao Manyan's defensive magic, resisting the aftermath of the impact. The group of people in the barrier seemed so small in front of this huge figure. They looked up, their hearts filled with shock and amazement. Shreve couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and said in a trembling voice: "What on earth is this existence?"

"This is our Dragon Kingdom's national beast, the Totem Wolf King! He will clear the sea of ​​dead souls around the Pyramid of Khufu for us, and we must take the opportunity to sneak in." Mo Fan explained.

After hearing what Mo Fan said, everyone's eyes suddenly lit up with excitement. Zhao Manyan clenched his fists and said excitedly: "With the help of this big demon wolf, there will be no accidents!"

Mo Fan looked at Chen Xian's mighty figure with a firm gaze and said: "Everyone, be prepared. Once the sea of ​​dead souls is torn open, we will act immediately."

At this time, the giant figure moved slightly, and every movement of it carried a momentum that was enough to crush everything, causing the earth to tremble again.

Chen Xian took a step forward and rushed into the sea of ​​dead souls in an instant. Its giant claws waved, and several dark sword masters were smashed into pieces, and black blood splashed everywhere. It opened its bloody mouth and spewed out a stream of blazing flames, instantly burning a group of ruthless sword dead servers to ashes.

The flame patterns on its body gradually lit up, and the light of the red lotus suddenly rose up, as if forming a sea of ​​fire, dispelling all the darkness around it.

This sea of ​​fire burned fiercely, and the scorching high temperature made the air distorted. The undead souls that were close to the sea of ​​fire were instantly ignited. They struggled in pain, but could not escape the fate of being burned.

Chen Xian's eyes were like two burning lights, emitting a chilling light. Every roar of it was like a thunderclap, shaking the souls of the undead souls.

In front of it, the attacks of the undead souls seemed so insignificant. The swords of the dark sword masters pierced its iron-hard body, only splashing a few sparks and then rebounding.

The sword dead waiters tried to perform dark linkage swordsmanship, but under the cover of this sea of ​​red lotus fire, the spells disappeared before they were formed.

Chen Xian was wantonly in the sea of ​​undead souls, and wherever he went, there was a scene of destruction. Its power seemed endless, and every attack was absolutely overwhelming, causing the undead souls to fall into deep despair.

In the sky, the gray storm of resentment made a sound like the wailing of thousands of ghosts. They gathered into a large group of gray clouds, constantly wandering over the entire Golden Land of Gisai.

According to Shreve's calculations, the Pyramid of Khufu will be ventilated in about ten minutes. Mo Fan and others must seize the opportunity and sneak into the pyramid while Chen Xian is slaughtering.

Otherwise, no one knows what level of undead Khufu will send to guard the door. You must know that the undead of the level of the Dark Sword Master can already see through Shreve's tricks, not to mention other pharaohs.

Seeing the scale of the sea of ​​undead gradually decreasing, Mo Fan waved his hand and shouted: "Now, Shreve, it's up to you!"

Shreve's face was stern, he nodded, and muttered something. I saw a series of scarlet star tracks connected and formed from his hands.

You can see eye-catching blood words appearing in front of him, flying in the air by themselves, and then arranging into a blood page beside Shreve.

The pages of the blood book turned, and a mummy with a strong bloody smell suddenly appeared. As Shreve said, it really had a resentment comparable to the gray storm, which almost made the others faint.

"Come into my undead stomach!" Shreve said.

The dusty mummy suddenly put his hands on his abdomen and tore it open, revealing the disgusting things inside. Shreve got in without hesitation, without considering the feelings of others. The others stood there, obviously unable to accept it.

Mo Fan gritted his teeth and roared, "Don't dawdle, there's no time!" As he said that, he rushed into the disgusting stomach first. Seeing this, the others had to endure the discomfort and followed.

After entering the mummy's stomach, a pungent smell came to their faces, and the surroundings were sticky and creepy. But they didn't care about these, they could only pray that Shreve's plan would succeed.

Shreve controlled the Dust Mummy and moved quickly in the direction of the Gray Grievance Storm. He soon entered it and bumped into the express train to the Pyramid of Khufu.

It was like a gray chaos, with countless ghostly bird-like ghosts circling in the chaos. Although their bodies were densely intertwined, they could pass through each other miraculously without touching each other.

These ghosts had different shapes. Most of them looked like huge shadows, but at the end they became as ethereal as ethereal silk.

"Wuwuwuwuwu~~~~~~~~~~!!!" The crying voice continued, the piercing screams penetrated the night, and hit the depths of the soul. The deafening roar was even more frightening.

This gray storm of resentment seemed to hide countless unwilling souls, eager to devour the souls of all living things, in order to convey their sufferings in this desolate land for hundreds of years.

The resentful spirits surged past, as if the gray-black clouds in the entire sky had gathered into a force and violently crashed into the ground. Their cries and screams echoed in the air, like a continuous alarm, almost tearing the sanity of the onlookers.

Suddenly, on one side of the Pyramid of Khufu, a golden boulder slowly slid inward, revealing a dark square entrance. With this change, the nearby sand began to rotate and quickly formed a vortex, which was constantly sucked into the pyramid.

Although this suction force is invisible and colorless, its power can be felt by observing the rotation speed of the sand. Originally just a small suction port, it quickly expanded to nearly one kilometer wide, forming a huge golden air flow funnel.

This funnel not only absorbed the sand, but also took away the surrounding air, and even dragged in the resentful spirits floating in the air.