Pyramids, Mirages / Poisonous Metal Mummies

With excitement at the imminent completion of their training, the group traveled by car to the Puxini City, 200 kilometers away.

The city retains a touch of ancient Egyptian charm, with stone fences still preserved outside the city walls. Many streets and houses are built of stone, and the gray and white tones give it a rustic and solemn appearance.

As Lu Jun and his companions walked down the street, they frequently saw injured people being carried away on shoulder poles to receive treatment.

Mo Fan scratched his head and asked, "Strange, why are there so many injured people?"

"Before I came, I heard that Pushini had run into some trouble, but it seems the problem is more serious than I thought."

Nan Jue said, and immediately saw two Wind Element mages carrying white medical poles, one in front of the other, running quickly towards the center of the street on Wind Track.

The wounded man on the carrying pole was in a shocking state; both his legs were torn open at the root and wrapped in thick white cloth, which was stained bright red, even staining the carrying pole. Blood kept flowing and dripping onto the ground.

Lu Jun keenly sensed that the person's Life Aura was rapidly declining.

Upon seeing this scene, the previously relaxed crowd turned serious, sensing the approaching battle.

Zhao Manyan said, "The direction they went seems to be the same as the location we're reporting from."

The group followed, and soon arrived at a wide street, where white tents with gold trim were scattered everywhere, quite luxurious and extravagant, yet also exuding a sacred and noble aura.

Pedestrians hurried by, people gathered and dispersed from all directions, and all the injured were carried into the tents.

These milky-white tents with gold trim are topped with a flag featuring a flower wheel. The flower wheel is meticulously designed so that from any angle, you can see similar yet contrasting patterns of petals and branches.

Then, a complete milky white flower wheel with a golden-blue halo is formed by numerous petals and flower branches.

One look at this logo and you know it must come from a world-renowned super organization. The floral pattern that shines with a completely different luster from the background color is a kind of anti-counterfeiting mark that is difficult to imitate!

Upon seeing this, Nan Rongni, the Healer Mage in the team, was the first to show a look of admiration and longing.

Lu Jun knew that this was Parthenon, one of the world's eight major organizations, the Hall of White Magic, a holy place coveted by all Healer Mage. He could sense that the injured man with the broken leg had been brought in, and his Life Aura was quickly pulled back to normal.

Mo Fan stepped into the tent, his gaze immediately locking onto a white-clad angel in a wheelchair. She was a beautiful young woman with a soft voice and flawless features.

Her slender, fair hands shone with a white light, and drops of milky-white liquid fell to treat the man with the broken leg.

A miracle occurred: bones grew back little by little, muscles spread and grew naturally, and the skin healed and wrapped around the body. A pair of perfectly intact legs appeared, a miracle of Living Dead!

This is the Healer Mage of the Parthenon Temple, possessing unique and top-tier Healing System bestowed upon them by the temple. Ordinary Healing System mages struggle to even stop bleeding and heal, let alone achieve this level of skill.

The difference between the two is tens or even hundreds of times.

Lu Jun narrowed his eyes. Just like the three major magic arts he learned in the Inca Empire —summoning, space, and mind —Parthenon must also have top-notch research in the Four Elements of White Magic: mind, healing, plants, and blessings, and perhaps even more complete and mature research.

It can benefit most mages, unlike his unique, one-of-a-kind version.

Therefore, the present need not be inferior to the past...

He lamented that if it weren't for the gifts from the Inca Empire that allowed him to overtake others, his skill level as a mage would be somewhat lacking compared to top-tier powers.

At this moment, Mo Fan ignored the miraculous scene and strode forward, unable to believe that the strong and simple girl next door had transformed into a noble, ethereal, and holy female mage. He exclaimed in a trembling voice, "Xin Xia! What are you doing here?!"

The girl in the wheelchair, who had been humbly reassuring the enthusiastic cheers and adoration around her, trembled upon hearing that familiar voice. She quickly looked over, her beautiful eyes welling up with tears, and exclaimed in surprise, "Brother Fan!"

That's right, this Parthenon mage is none other than Xin Xia.

Lu Jun already knew this; seeing the two of them like this, it was as if the background music was playing in his ears. "You are the wind~, I am the sand~, entwined and tender~"

He tactfully led the group away, giving the two of them some private space.

As the saying goes, seeing objects evokes memories of people, and he also missed his sister Lu Mei, Sister Tang Yue, and Ding Yumian. Soon his round-the-world trip would end, the Venice Competition would begin, and he would return home in glory.

Nan Rongni was somewhat distraught. She knew everything and was devastated. As a direct descendant of the Nanrong Family, she wasn't qualified to enter the Parthenon Temple for cultivation, while an ordinary commoner girl was. Was it a difference in aptitude?!

Chapter 372 The Pyramid, The Mirage

Lu Jun glanced at the seemingly innocent Nan Rongni and guessed what she was thinking.

Just kidding, Ye Xin Xia's father is the Holy Son of the Parthenon Temple! Need I say more about his talent? And his background far surpasses that of the so-called Nanrong Family.

It's not surprising that the Parthenon is here; Greece, where the temple is located, is in the Mediterranean Sea region and enjoys high prestige and influence at the crossroads of Asia, Africa, and Europe.

Egypt was also included and had always treated Parthenon with great respect.

With Pushini facing a crisis, the temple will naturally send its mages to reinforce him.

In comparison, due to the differences in civilization, China has never received much help from the international community. The three major free organizations, such as Parthenon, Holy City, and Hunter's Alliance, have not paid attention to the Nine Provinces and no one has sent them.

"East and West, it's too difficult!"

Lu Jun sighed, "In the Magic Plane, even the Nine Provinces are being shackled by the Asian Dubai Magic Association."

While Mo Fan and Xin Xia were getting intimate, everyone had already found out what had happened in Pushini: a mirage of a pyramid had been projected ten kilometers away from the city, thus triggering a calamity of the dead.

"You're not kidding, are you?" Mo Fan returned just in time to hear this and asked in surprise, "What kind of power could a mirage possibly have?"

Jiang Yu shook his head and explained, "Egypt is rich in undead, but its undead are different from those of the Ancient Capital; they revolve around the pyramids."

"The pyramids are the tombs of the ancient Egyptian pharaohs. The pharaohs were actually extremely powerful slave owners in ancient Egypt, equivalent to lords who held the power of life and death over everyone. These pharaohs were so powerful that even in death, countless people had to guard them."

"So they used their tomb pyramids as the center of the curse, so that all the beings buried with them and those who died nearby would be reborn and forever guard around their tomb pyramids."

Mo Fan grasped the key point and said, "So, the Egyptian spirits only roam within the area around the pyramids? That's actually quite good. As long as cities are built outside the pyramid territory, they can basically keep to themselves and avoid conflict with these Egyptian Undead!"

Jiang Yu replied, "That's why Egypt has always done it this way; the cities are basically located far away from all the pyramids."

Mo Fan was greatly puzzled. "What does that have to do with mirages?"

Jiang Yu said in a low voice, "A mirage is the only natural phenomenon that can make the image of the pyramid appear in another place."

"Hey, aren't mirages just fake...?"

Mo Fan was speaking when he suddenly paused, stunned.

Lu Jun picked up the conversation, smiling as he said, "Mirages are fake, we humans can tell the difference, but the dead don't. They were slaves to the Pharaoh in life, and even in death, driven by instinct, they still guard the vicinity of the pyramids with utter servility."

"If a mirage is projected onto a barren area, it's fine; the undead will gather in droves, and they'll automatically leave once the illusion disappears."

"But if we land in a densely populated city, a major crisis could erupt. Undead from all directions would flock here, and they wouldn't see humans as the original inhabitants. Instead, they would see us as encroaching on the Pharaoh's territory and offending his dignity."

"They will fight humanity to the death."

Mo Fan broke out in a cold sweat, and after a moment of silence, he sighed, "Humans really have it tough."

His journey around the world broadened his horizons, and he discovered that every country has its own stubborn hidden dangers.

Lu Jun then thought of the Triangular Dimensional Mirror. The mirages in the Magic Plane were not just a matter of scientific light and shadow refraction, but also involved magical factors. The root cause was that a replica of the Triangular Chaos Mirror was shattered into powder and dispersed in the air of Egypt.

Therefore, once a mirage appears, it lingers for a long time.

Then, a brilliant idea struck him: could he use Triangular Dimensional Mirror to distort the mirage projection to other locations?

This way, a war can be avoided, reducing many casualties.

But Lu Jun dismissed the idea. First, he hadn't fully mastered the Triangular Dimensional Mirror; what if he mishandled it and projected the pyramid into the city? Wouldn't that be disastrous?

Secondly, the distorted projection won't disappear; it will continue. It's still a specialized instrument used by the Egyptian military, so eliminating the mirage is more plausible.

In addition, he was also worried that Leng Jue would discover that he was the mastermind, which would put him in a passive position.

The Huaxia National Team went to the military camp in the Puxini City and visited the commander of the army that was resisting the undead in the pyramids.

The Staff Officer Fenna, was a female mage over forty years old. Her demeanor was sharp and capable, honed by years of battle. Her deep gaze swept over the officials and she said sternly, "You will proceed with the group immediately. The Poison Gold Mummy is entrusted to you."

The [Poison Gold Mummy] is a mummy that possesses poison, posing the greatest threat to the military because its toxicity is persistent and the wounds it inflicts are difficult to heal.

More than ten people were thrown into the fray; they had barely arrived in Puxini City before being sent to the battlefield.

Clang!

The army set out in a grand procession, with several thousand mages forming a square formation and marching resolutely towards the wilderness outside the city.

As soon as they left the city, they witnessed a breathtaking scene: on a hilly area, a golden building stood there, gleaming uniquely in the sunlight!

The sun shines brightly, warm and comfortable when it falls on the city. But for some reason, when the sunlight enters the territory of the pyramids, it takes on an eerie and cold quality, as if the sunlight itself changes color because of the pyramids' presence—pale white, eerie purple!

This pyramid is tall and magnificent, standing tens of meters high, and can be seen from a great distance.

"Phew~" Jiang Yu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Luckily, the mirage we encountered this time was only the lowest level, otherwise we would have really been prepared to die on the battlefield."

Upon hearing this, Mo Fan asked in surprise, "The pyramids have different levels?"

"Of course." Jiang Yu said speechlessly, "There are 93 pyramids in Egypt, classified by Size Change according to their level of disaster. Even the weakest pyramid has the spirits of several monarchs standing there, and the largest pyramid is undoubtedly the Pharaoh Pyramid."

"There might be Emperor-level creatures there, and Pharaoh is listed as one of the Great Demon giants of Africa."

Then Mo Fan asked with some doubt, "Wait, I remember that the undead can only move around at night, so how come they can move freely during the day?"

You are unaware of this.

Lu Jun interjected, "The pyramids possess their own 'Nether Radiance,' which illuminates an area akin to night, allowing the dead to move freely."

When it comes to understanding the undead, no one can surpass Lu Jun, the "Undead Emperor."

As soon as he stepped onto the battlefield, he felt a strong Deathly Aura. The black and red curse galaxy in his Spiritual World entered an active period, and the Ancient King Armor Robe trembled, absorbing the power of resentment and curses from the battlefield.

The Curse Element will soon be promoted to the third tier of the advanced level.

At the same time, Lu Jun saw the burning gazes of the undead covering the mountains and fields. These undead had a very high chance of producing essence, so he could finally harvest a batch of essence.

Chapter 373 Poison Gold Mummy

Lu Jun and others were assigned to the command of Wankos, the second-in-command in Pushini's army.

This serious Military Governor didn't think much of hothouse flowers. If it weren't for Commander-in-Chief Fenner's instructions, he would never have sent them to contain the Poison Gold Mummy tribe, which posed a great threat to the army.

At this moment, the mighty army had already marched to within ten miles of the mirage pyramid, only to be blocked by the vast undead spirits scattered across several hills.

The Military Mage launched a frontal assault on the main hilltop, while the National Team circled around to the side of the hill to deal with the Poison Gold Mummy halfway up.

Guan Yu complained, "Damn it, they sent us to the most dangerous place to deal with the most troublesome enemy as soon as we arrived. They're not treating us like human beings!"

"No need to think about it, this was arranged by the professors at the National Government."

Lu Jun spoke up, glancing at them indifferently, and said, "If you have any complaints, just tell them directly."

Upon hearing this, some people in the group fell silent.

As everyone climbed the hillside and looked up, they saw a vast expanse of golden-green land covered in a hazy yellow hue, shimmering in the sunlight, layer upon layer, a truly magnificent sight.

It was none other than the Poison Gold Mummy Clan, arranged in a neat square formation like wooden stakes, lying dormant in place, a stench mixed with intense toxicity spreading through the air.

When the National Team entered the area, they immediately awoke, opening their crimson eyes and emitting sharp screechs.

The Poison Gold Mummy are all elite Demon Beast at the General-level, numbering in the hundreds. These Demon Beast are extremely cunning and never confront mages head-on. When they fight, they release their magical poison from a distance.

Waaaaah!

Right now, the Poison Gold Mummy have all opened their mouths, spewing out a thick cloud of poisonous mist, golden-green in color, rolling like smoke and dust, sweeping down from above like a surging, unstoppable tide.

The toxic gold swarm was terrifyingly powerful and its poison was horrifying. Wherever it passed, it submerged forests, mountains, and land, causing all vegetation to wither, the land to crack and turn yellow, and all life to suffocate!

Nan Jue warned, "Be careful!"

Lu Jun and Zhao Manyan alert and quickly depicted the high-level constellations of the Water Element. Layer upon layer of Water Glory Sky Curtain rose up, towering dozens of meters high, magnificent and grand.

One appears as a heavy, black wall of steel, shimmering with a hard metallic luster; the other is a normal azure blue, crystal clear like a gemstone, with delicate totem patterns. In terms of sheer intensity, the former may not be much weaker than the latter.

Rumble!

The golden-green waves of swirling mist crashed against the two towering Water Glory Sky Curtain, producing a hissing, eroding sound.

The azure, crystalline water wall was corroded in no time, turning into a golden-green poisonous water. Only the Water Glory Sky Curtain, condensed from the Northern Darkness Heavy Water Soul Seed, remained unmoved, each drop of water as solid as black steel, stubbornly resisting the Tide of poisonous mist.

The faces of everyone in the National Government tightened. Guan Yu frowned and said, "We've managed to block it, but how are we going to attack the mummy?"

"I have a plan, follow me!"

Seeing this, Lu Jun remembered something and released his own Armor Magic Tool. A majestic and eerie dark blue-black armor covered his entire body, with snake-scale-like plates spreading inch by inch, layer upon layer, the overall curves of which were as smooth as a dragon or snake.

A high-level Magic Tool, the Mysterious Snake Armor, possesses the Totem Mysterious Snake's ability to resist all poisons, except for certain extremely rare and exotic poisons.

This Magic Tool, after being crafted for so long, has finally come in handy.

Previously, he had no need to use the defensive power of Magic Tool, as he had defensive moves for Water Element, Time-Space Element, and even Metal Element.

Now, facing the Poison Gold Mummy, Lu Jun realized that he still had a weakness: he lacked sufficient resistance to Poison Element. With the Mysterious Snake Armor and his own physical strength at the Fourth Realm Qi and Blood, ordinary poisons were not a problem.

But if one is infected with a terrifying and rare poison, then the situation becomes very complicated, and the divine physician of Parthenon must be consulted.