Metal Magic Advanced Second Tier / The Final Stop: Egypt!

With a snap, as Lu Jun spoke, the White-clothed female ghost's beautiful eyes were captivating, and a grayish-white glow spread upwards from the thin, dark-skinned man's legs, petrifying them. Then, the ghost casually tossed the thin, dark-skinned boy to the ground.

That wasn't all. The Night Thunder Dream Beast bestowed the Shadow Domain upon him, and a pitch-black sky enveloped an area of a hundred feet in radius. One after another, dark divine swords fell and stuck near him, intertwining to form a binding magic circle, pinning him firmly to this spot.

Lu Jun said indifferently, "I won't kill you, but if you want to stay here, then stay here and see if you're lucky enough to survive."

Finally, he turned to Mo Fan, Mu Ningxue, and the others and said, "Let's go."

Everyone present swallowed hard. He was truly ruthless. Mo Fan could only curse, but Lu Jun was ruthless and didn't talk much. He took action on the spot.

To deal with these talkers, the key is to offer genuine information.

Seeing that Lu Jun was about to leave, Jiang Shaoxu quickly stopped him, saying, "No, you can't just wander around the Sahara Mystic Realm."

Lu Jun said calmly, "It's alright. I have an unseen connection with my Summoned Beast, and I can anchor myself to her location remotely. I will definitely be able to bring you out safely."

Upon hearing this, the thin black man's resentful gaze turned into deep regret.

He wanted to curse, "Damn it, why didn't you say so sooner?! If it were certain we could get out, we should have left the Sahara sooner. Who would want to stay here, desperately waiting for a hopeless rescue?!"

The crowd, their faces beaming with joy, followed closely behind.

Suddenly, Lu Jun paused, then said without turning his head, "That Sandstorm Wraith has, unsurprisingly, set its sights on us humans and is coming soon. Good luck."

The skinny Black man's eyes widened as he struggled frantically, but he couldn't break free. He could only cry out in anguish, "I'm sorry, I was wrong, please take me away from me."

The South African National Mansion Team members exchanged glances, a chill creeping into their hearts, but dared not argue in their defense.

Lu Jun ignored this and summoned two great ghosts, one black and one white. The dark blue-black gale formed a huge wind boat, and the rolling desert ground stirred up layers of Tide to propel the wind boat.

It looked like a giant ship setting sail on a sea of golden sand, carrying a large number of people and speeding towards the edge of the Mystic Realm.

Rumble!

In an instant, everyone's vision blurred, and their eyes were suddenly opened up. The hazy uncertainty they had felt before was gone. They rushed out of the Sahara Mystic Realm, and the dark Black Wind boat exploded, disintegrating into countless wisps of air.

As they looked out, they saw blue skies and white clouds stretching to the horizon, along with the distant Mediterranean Sea coast.

Ring! In the desolate area on the edge of the desert, the Mermaid maiden Nan Jue stood gracefully together. Seeing their master come out, they rang out a soft bell with joy.

At the same time, Nan Jue asked nervously, "I'm sorry, this time it's my fault. Are you all alright?"

"Thank goodness." Mo Fan felt a great weight lifted from his heart as he saw that they had left the Mystic Realm. He said cheerfully, "We didn't encounter any danger, and it wasn't your fault this time."

"The South African National Mansion Team rescued several people, and the Cape Magic Association's mission was successfully completed."

The seven members of the China Team present exchanged knowing smiles, extremely excited. They had hit the jackpot this time, and Guan Yu and the others who had parted ways earlier were probably filled with envy and jealousy.

The South African youths standing nearby were exhausted, having finally escaped that damned hell, and were almost in tears.

The team leader composed himself, hesitated for a moment, and stepped forward to say to Lu Jun, "Thank you for your help. Although my teammate spoke rudely to you, we will remember this kindness. If you ever need my help, I will do my utmost to assist you."

"Also... I will ask the team members to keep this a secret."

Lu Jun waved his hand dismissively and said calmly, "It's just a matter of taking the money and doing the job."

He then added, "We're still not out of danger. The Sandstorm Wraith are very likely to catch up. Let's leave this place and head to the Mediterranean Sea."

A few people thought Lu Jun was making a mountain out of a molehill, but they dared not disobey.

The group ran wildly across the wasteland, retreating towards the Mediterranean Sea coast.

Not long after, as they fled, everyone looked back and witnessed a horrifying scene.

Chapter 370 High-level Two of the Metal Element

At the same time.

On the edge of the Sahara's Mystic Realm, the legs of a thin, black boy were petrified, and his body was frozen in place by rows of black swords.

"Damn Chinese, I will kill you in my lifetime!"

He kept rambling on and on, full of resentment.

As time passed, the surrounding area remained deserted, and the monotonous scenery stood eternally.

The skinny Black boy was too weak to curse. Looking around the desert, he could barely tell how much time had passed. Had several hours gone by? Had they left the Sahara?

Gradually, he began to feel an unprecedented sense of panic. He knew that being in such an environment would drive him crazy sooner or later.

However, the skinny black boy was lucky; he didn't suffer for long before his life ended.

Waaaaah!

At one point, he heard a gust of wind howling, turned his head and looked around, his eyes widening in fear.

A large patch of turbidity appeared on the horizon where the sky met the sand.

The yellowish-brown liquid churned and rolled, obscuring the sky and the sun, giving the impression of a massive army charging and rumbling, the sound growing ever louder.

Sandstorm?!

With a deafening roar, the sandstorm moved at an incredible speed. In the blink of an eye, the towering yellow sand arrived in front of them, and a humanoid figure, its body swirling with sand and dust, stood there, its crimson eyes looking down at the short black man.

No! No!

Finally, in his despairing gaze, the terrifying sandstorm engulfed him, tearing him apart inch by inch by the immense energy.

The Sandstorm Wraith, carrying endless sand and wind, gaze at the Sahara border, taking a step forward and relentlessly pursuing those who flee.

On the other side, Lu Jun and his group also witnessed this scene.

The world was covered in yellow dust, the thick, rolling sand looked like a mudslide sweeping up into the sky, or like layers upon layers of overwhelming golden waves, as if the sky were collapsing and sweeping over us one after another.

At the very top of the towering sandstorm, a proud and domineering figure can be seen!

Just as Nan Jue had described before, its entire body was shrouded in suspended sand and gravel, and its pupils were filled with intense resentment and restlessness. The raging sandstorm was its own doing.

Because this thing is like a commander standing amidst a vast army of sand and dust, or perhaps the towering, earth-shattering sandstorm is part of it!

Everyone was utterly astonished; such a vast aura must rank in the upper-middle range among monarchs.

Fortunately, they followed Lu Jun's instructions and ran for thirty-four kilometers in one go, disappearing into the Mediterranean Sea.

Waaaaah!

The towering golden sandstorm instantly engulfed tens of kilometers of land, and even when it hit the ocean, it did not weaken in the slightest. Soon, the azure ocean was covered with these sands, turning it into a hazy yellow expanse.

From the air, the long, narrow coastline is a beautiful stretch of sand dunes and beaches, but because of this dust storm, the entire coastline has shifted slightly inward into the ocean.

The Sahara Desert has expanded its territory!

The Sandstorm Wraith, unable to find anyone, roared deafeningly, echoing across the Mediterranean Sea coast.

On the distant horizon, the group sat atop the White River Dolphin summoned by Lu Jun, swallowing hard. The South African captain suddenly realized that the skinny, dark-skinned boy was probably dead.

After the sandstorm, Lu Jun and the others dared not go ashore and lingered in the depths of the Mediterranean Sea, waiting for the arrival of the African Magic Association's rescue team.

Before long, figures appeared in the sky.

The leader, the Super Rank mage Dai Wen, landed, glanced at the crowd, and caught sight of the familiar South African National Mansion Team. He breathed a sigh of relief, "It's good that you're all alright. Thank you for your help, everyone from the China Team."

"No trouble at all, no trouble at all. As for the money..."

Mo Fan snapped out of his daze, reverting to his usual carefree and nonchalant demeanor, and asked for money with a sly grin.

"Don't worry," Dai Wen promised, "The African Magic Association will allocate funds soon. Let's go find a safe place to rest first."

The group then departed and settled in a large city along the Mediterranean Sea.

Halfway there, the South African captain mentioned the deaths of several people, but Dai Wen dismissed it. "It's lucky that only a few people died in the Sahara. They didn't live to see rescue; they were just born to die. There's no need to worry about it."

Finally, the Cape Magic Association reacted quickly, taking stock of the contributions of the seven members of the Huaxia National Team. Lu Jun's contribution was the greatest, and he received the most, accounting for more than half of the total commission.

Even so, the remaining six members of Mo Fan each received several hundred million.

Lu Jun didn't want money; he wanted a special, top-quality metal—a small vein of it.

The Cape of Good Hope agreed to this condition. When you think of Africa, the first thing that comes to mind is its abundance of minerals, and the same is true in Magic Plane.

Of course, even though a single vein may seem large, for high-grade metals, due to the high energy concentration, even large veins produce very little. Small veins, on the other hand, might yield a few thousand kilograms at most.

"The third special metal of the Tai'a Divine Sword..."

He rubbed his hands together, full of anticipation, thinking that once the Nationalist government meeting was over, he could immediately go to Africa to make his selections.

Buzz buzz buzz!

Unexpectedly, as soon as Lu Jun mentioned Cao Cao, Cao Cao appeared. A flash of sword light appeared in the void, and the Black Gold Dragon Pattern Sword returned, hovering beside him. Its Killing Aura was thick, and its tempered sharpness was even more obvious. It was clear that he had drunk his fill of blood this time.

Seeing this, he asked in surprise, "You're back?"

Then, the Tai'a Divine Sword plunged into the platinum galaxy within his Spiritual World, overflowing with massive amounts of sharp power, cleansing the Metal Element galaxy.

Lu Jun quickly sat cross-legged to digest his gains. He was in a daze, as if he had entered the world of the Tai'a Sword and was replaying the massacre that had just occurred, fighting against the Great General clans with the power of a single sword.

He knew the angle of each strike by heart, as if he were personally wielding the Tai'a Sword in battle.

Click click~

In a short while, the Metal Element galaxy expanded to its limit, and under the long-term nourishment of the White Tiger Pendant, it broke through the light membrane barrier, and its magical energy more than doubled.

High-level Two [Tai Bai Divine Treasure - 108,000 Swords]!

Taking it a step further than the first-level Heavenly Sword Formation, it splits into billions of Golden Radiance, and with the mastery of high-level Metal Element, it seems to possess even more ingenious manipulation capabilities.

Lu Jun gazed inward at the Dark Universe, where the Six Great Star Rivers were running side by side, all at the High-level Two. He couldn't help but feel overjoyed, knowing that after a period of training at the National Government, he had entered a stage of accumulating strength for future breakthroughs.

Moreover, judging from the progress, he estimated that there would be one or two high-level perfect Magic System when the National Mansion Competition started.

At first glance, he seems to have barely caught up with Zhe Luo, the number one cultivator in the National Academy, but in reality, he has to take care of the six elements, making his strength even more abnormal, perhaps even Super Rank.

"It's been almost two years since I broke through to the advanced stage. I've been able to cultivate so quickly entirely thanks to the White Tiger Pendant, this Star River Magic Tool!"

Lu Jun sighed, "This cultivation speed is really fast. Mo Fan's cultivation will take another two or three years to reach the high-level sixth-element perfection."

In addition, the Tai'a Sword brought with it a large number of remnants of General-level Remnant Soul.

Inside the White Tiger Pendant, after the last Primary level five spell was revealed, there were still seven complete General Essence Soul remaining. Now, after two battles with the Tai'a Sword, the number has actually reached [thirteen].

It seems like Level Five Intermediate Magic isn't far off.

Chapter 371 The Final Stop, Egypt!

"If I collect forty-two General-level Spirit, I'll use them on the Metal Element for a mid-tier, fifth- Intermediate Level Artifact Control..."

Lu Jun stroked his chin. After all, if things continued this way, the Tai'a Sword would be the biggest contributor to collecting the essence, and they couldn't be favored over the other.

He spent the rest of his time meditating and cultivating to consolidate his cultivation of the Six Star Rivers before emerging from seclusion.

Another group from the Huaxia National Team is already urging them on. They've already headed to Egypt, where they'll meet in Cairo for the final leg of the National Government's challenge. After completing the Egyptian challenge, they'll return to Venice.

When he saw Mo Fan, Mu Ningxue, and the others, they all looked radiant and had made great progress.

Without hesitation, everyone gathered and boarded a plane to Egypt that afternoon.

The South African National Mansion Team departed early, having lost more than half of its members. They had to suspend their national team training, return home, and then select new members.

In fact, most countries' national training teams are like this; it is extremely rare for a team like the China Team to be so undying.

The Sahara is very close to Egypt, and after a few hours, the two groups of people met.

Guan Yu, his mouth full of sourness, said, "Mo Fan, you guys are really something, managing to break into the Sahara and even managing to bring out the South African National Mansion Team."

"Hehehe." Mo Fan retorted casually, "Lucky? Why didn't you come along?"

During their bickering, Lu Jun received a precise order from his mentor at the National Academy: after challenging the Egyptian National Pavilion, he would go to the Puxini City-state, more than 200 kilometers Cairo, to participate in a war.

There's not much to say about the Egyptian National Pavilion; Mo Fan led the team to take on the challenge and finished it in an hour.

Although Egypt was the biggest dark horse in this year's Venice Competition, defeating the United States, Greece, and Great Britain, and almost winning the championship, ultimately finishing as runner-up, that was achieved by Pharaoh's Spring; their normal level was far below par.

Mo Fan had defeated their National Team, let alone the mere guardians of the stadium.

After winning the badge, Ai Jiangtu was extremely excited and exclaimed, "We have created a miracle, becoming the only team in the history of the National Mansion Competition to have a perfect record against the National Pavilion, without a single loss."

After he finished speaking, even Guan Yu, Nan Rongni, and Mu Yingting, who lacked any sense of team responsibility, felt proud of him.

People around the world, and even participating teams from other countries, already regard the China Team as the biggest favorite to win the championship, no matter how poorly they performed in the past, they have now risen again.