The Pharaoh of the last generation Mobli captured the full attention of everyone present as soon as he stepped out of the coffin. Faern, Elder Klive, and the rest stared straight at the Teleportation Portal in his hand, while the mermaid Evelyn looked excitedly at the dark green staff he wielded that was about half the height of a human being.
Sensing the pulsing life force released by the staff and seeing the dark green, tree-shaped patterns adorned on the staff, Evelyn knew that that was the legendary Staff of Life that had been buried together with the Pharaoh of the last generation. There would be hope for the Siattu Sea Tribe as long as she managed to snatch the staff from the hands of the Pharaoh and bring it back. Her father’s heart ailments would be resolved naturally!
Despite that they all desperately wanted to charge forward and snatch over the treasures from the hands of the Pharaoh, both Faern and Evelyn did not dare act recklessly for the time being. Legend had it that the abilities of the Pharaoh of the last generation were beyond comprehension, and he had at one time lorded over the entire Tailun Continent. Who would dare to take the forefront this easily?
Sensing the massive ripples of energy within the body of the Pharaoh, Elder Klive spoke as he leaned in toward Faern. “Elder Faern, with our current abilities, none of us would be able to snatch the Teleportation Portal alone. Who possesses the Teleportation Portal is not the most important; the key is that we would be able to conveniently enter the Graveyard of Deities and Demons. Do you think…?”
If they were strong enough, he would naturally not share the Teleportation Portal with the others. However, after going through several pathetic battles, the Dark Association had already lost a good portion of the elites they had mobilized for this mission. Even if they managed to snatch the Teleportation Portal from the hands of the Pharaoh, they might not have the ability to deal with the attacks of the other faction after that.
There was only one Teleportation Portal. The main goal of both the Sect of the Fire God as well as the Dark Association was to enter the Graveyard of Deities and Demons in search of powerful Divine Weapons and divinities. If all of the major factions present could join forces and take action, then share the Teleportation Portal after achieving victory, then Elder Klive would not mind collaborating with the other factions like the Sect of the Fire God, the Bellimore family, and the Borg family.
Once the army of the Church, who had had the greatest strength of the factions, got exterminated, the strength of each of the major factions was not too different from one another. They had all suffered heavy casualties. No one could usurp the Teleportation Portal for themselves, so forming an alliance was their best choice. Furthermore, with the support of these factions, the Dark Association might be able to obtain their valuable support should they engage in a large-scale conflict with the Church in the future. Elder Klive could not think of a disadvantage.
“There’s no problem with us major factions working together. I believe that my mentor would support our decision if I go back and explain the situation. The problem is…” Looking at Yang Ling on the Great Wizard Altar, then looking at Elder Brent beside him, Faern fell silent in deliberation.
“It’s simple. We can place the Teleportation Portal in Yang Ling’s Magical Beast Territory after we successfully snatch it. Each faction would send their elites to defend the portal as an alliance. That way, Yang Ling can enter and exit the Graveyard of Deities and Demons, and we would not suffer any losses!” Without waiting for Faern to elaborate, Klive knew of his intentions and let out a faint smile.
Even though he had been on friendly terms with the Magical Beast Territory, he had thought that Yang Ling had no rights to have a share of the large pie that was the Teleportation Portal. However, it was different now. The wit and battle capabilities Yang Ling had displayed in the underground tomb had awed him. Coupled with the support of the Divine-level Expert Brent, he long had the right to share this core interest with the rest of the factions.
Even though they were on good terms with each other, Faern was still worried that Yang Ling would usurp the Teleportation Portal just because he had a Divine-level Expert by his side. After all, the allure of the Teleportation Portal was great. Elder Klive, who was extremely familiar with Yang Ling’s personality, knew that as long as his interests were sufficiently met, the old fox Yang Ling would not make enemies out of any of the major factions. Placing the Teleportation Portal at the Magical Beast Territory should be the most optimal choice that every faction could accept.
“The Borg family has no objections to this idea!” Stuart walked over quickly, joining the alliance on behalf of the Golden Lion family.
Under the protection of the golden-robed warrior Casia, an elder from the Bellimore family responsible for this mission also walked over quickly to say, “The Bellimore family also does not object to the idea of placing the Teleportation Portal in the Magical Beast Territory!”
Everyone wanted to obtain the Teleportation Portal for themselves if they could. However, after the injuries and deaths suffered by the elites, no one had the strength to obtain the treasure for themselves. At this point in time, faced with the Pharaoh that had abilities beyond comprehension, forming an alliance was the most intelligent choice. Yang Ling, who was a leader that had friendly relations with all of the factions present, was undoubtedly the best balancing point. As long as the major factions joined forces, they believed that Yang Ling would not dare usurp the treasure for his own use.
After quickly settling the terms of the collaboration, Faern smiled as he saw Yang Ling, closely listening in on them while sitting on the Great Wizard Altar. “Brother Yang Ling, when are you going to stop eavesdropping on us?”
“Hehe, is there a need to call for me after you’ve all already decided on things?” Seeing Faern, Stuart, and the rest of the people looking at him, Yang Ling smiled, then teleported over. “That’s alright; it saves me the effort of talking. However, I have another request. You must pay a sum of Purple Crystal Coins every time you use the Teleportation Portal! After all, you have more money than you have places to store it…and you wouldn’t care about this sum of money anyway!”
Even though Yang Ling was extremely interested in the mysterious Teleportation Portal, Yang Ling did not mind sharing it with the other factions. After all, placing the Teleportation Portal in the Magical Beast Territory was akin to placing another amulet of protection in the territory. Yang Ling did not believe that the other factions would sit idly by when his territory is getting heavily attacked by the Church. Even if they did not give Yang Ling due respect, they would also consider taking action because of the Teleportation Portal in order to prevent the detestable Church from taking it away from them.
Originally, Yang Ling had already been worried about the Church’s manic act of vengeance that would come after he left the underground tomb. He naturally took this great opportunity of forming an alliance now that it has presented itself. With the major factions by his side, Yang Ling believed that even if the Pope were to know of the reasons behind the extermination of Brown’s army, he would have to think thrice before taking action. Furthermore, the Teleportation Portal was still tightly in the hands of the Pharaoh, and nothing was set in stone yet. It was difficult to tell if they would be able to snatch the Teleportation Portal. They could definitely think about it after getting their hands on the treasure!
After discussing a few details, the group quickly took action. Yang Ling teleported to the top of the Great Wizard Altar and took up the role of the eye of the formation, allowing him to react to any changes. The other factions joined forces to attack together, prepared to consolidate their remaining elites in order to kill the Pharaoh. In order to obtain the Staff of Life, the mermaid also led the warriors and the Spellcasters around her in joining the fray.
“Greed is the greatest sin!” Seeing the humans closing in on him, the sinister Pharaoh let out a cold smile. He said, “Sinners who have stepped into the tomb, you should feel honored that you are dying by the hands of the noble Mobli!”
The Pharaoh Mobli spoke as he took the first move, raising his hand as he released a concentrated flurry of icicles, freezing the few charging Golden Warriors into ice. He then pounced forward with immense speed. After punching his fists forward, small cracks immediately appeared on the bodies of the frozen Golden Warriors before they scattered into the wind like dust.
Extreme Ice Seal?
Seeing the sage-level Golden Warriors be killed in an instant, the hearts of the people present shook. Icicles were a low-level magic spell. An Icicle Spell that could freeze a sage-level expert into an ice sculpture that could be easily shattered was not something an ordinary Spellcaster could accomplish. Even Faern, a Spellcaster at the peak of Domain Expert, had to admit that he could not do it.
“Magma Flame!”
After recovering from his shock, Faern hesitated no longer, striking decisively as he released a ball of purple flames. If he allowed the terrifying Pharaoh to move as he wished, no one here might be his match. He needed to find a way to trap him.
The purple flame looked like a mere ember on the surface, but it harbored an alarming level of energy. After being touched by the ember, the flames that result cannot be extinguished by water or be smothered by the earth. It would cause severe damage, potentially killing the target, and was extremely powerful. It was a top-notch single target spell amongst the fire element magic spells.
“Hehe, not bad, unfortunately, its speed is too slow!” After tilting his body to avoid the purple flames, the Pharaoh raised his hands and released a concentrated rain of Wind Daggers, slicing the air as they pierced forward, their speed fast as lightning. Even though Faern had retreated quickly, he was still caught up by a few of the Wind Daggers, his body covered in injuries in an instant, blood flowing out of the wounds.
“Blade Storm, die!”
Just as the Pharaoh was about to capitalize on his advantage and kill off Faern with one strike, the elder from the Bellimore family finally made it into the battle. Despite using the same technique as the golden-robed warrior Casia, the Blade Storm, his was much more powerful than Casia’s, bales of sharp sword aura engraving deep scars onto the ground, leaving the Pharaoh no choice but to retreat. He had just taken a few steps back when Stuart and Elder Klive arrived on their horses, releasing an endless stream of attacks.
Faern, Stuart, and the rest gave it their best effort, launching waves of attacks against the Pharaoh, whose abilities were beyond comprehension. The mermaid Evelyn led the Spellcasters from the sea tribe in casting regeneration spells, as well as sent the powerful Shark Warriors forward to attack. They did not care about the Teleportation Portal, but they wanted the Pharaoh’s Staff of Life for themselves.
The group had sharp attacks, but not only was the defensive capabilities of the Pharaoh alarming, the Pharaoh was also extremely fast. He easily avoided the attacks of the group, not only dodging the heavy attacks of the elites, but also launching strong counterattacks. Soon, Faern became covered in blood, fresh blood flowed from Elder Klive’s chest as his heart was nearly dug out, and Stuart almost lost an eye…
“Roke, you guys attack too!” Seeing that the Pharaoh was still this fast under the tenfold gravity, Yang Ling felt grave as he waved his hand to order the Corpse Wizard King, the Dark Dragon King, and the rest to join in the assault. He silently recited the Wizard Mantra, launching multiple waves of Soul Roar and Soul Assimilating Light Rays from the crystal skull in his hand, directly attacking the soul of the Pharaoh.
Having subjugated the Soul Energy of over a hundred evil demons and forming the Soul Vapor, the power of his soul attacks increased by several times, or even tenfold. Even Evelyn and the rest who were standing nearby felt their heads become a blur, much less the Pharaoh, who was the target of the attacks!
“Ah… Ancient Wizard? Not possible, how could there still be Ancient Wizards on the continent?”
After being caught off guard, the Pharaoh let out a pathetic cry as he got struck by Yang Ling’s soul attacks. The Pharaoh looked at Yang Ling sitting cross-legged in the Great Wizard Altar in disbelief. His actions and reaction speed became slower in that instant, allowing Faern, Elder Klive, and the others to strike. The Pharaoh quickly suffered from fatal damage. Several of his ribs were broken, and his entire body had been burnt to a crisp. He dropped the Staff of Life in his intense pain, yet still gripped the Teleportation Portal tightly.
While tolerating the intense pain and teleporting outward, the Pharaoh clenched his teeth as he looked at the serious wounds on his body. He silently recited an incantation and a massive amount of Magical Energy welled out, all of them being infused into the Teleportation Portal. “Hahaha, sinners who dare barge into the tomb, go and die; go and die all of you!”
After absorbing the massive amount of the Pharaoh’s Magical Energy, the hoop-like Teleportation Portal released rings of silver light, turning into a wide Teleportation Portal in the blink of an eye. Without waiting for the people to react, a deafening roar came from the other side of the Teleportation Portal as a ferocious-looking head gradually appeared, releasing a suffocating, terrifying aura.
“Not good, the evil demons roaming within the Graveyard of Deities and Demons!”
Looking at the two-horned head revealing itself bit by bit through the Teleportation Portal, sensing the blanketing sinister aura, Elder Brent shouted in shock, pouncing forward without hesitation. If he allowed the evil demons from the Graveyard of Deities and Demons to charge out, no one would be able to leave the underground tomb alive!
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The Pharaoh of the last generation Mobli captured the full attention of everyone present as soon as he stepped out of the coffin. Faern, Elder Klive, and the rest stared straight at the Teleportation Portal in his hand, while the mermaid Evelyn looked excitedly at the dark green staff he wielded that was about half the height of a human being.
Sensing the pulsing life force released by the staff and seeing the dark green, tree-shaped patterns adorned on the staff, Evelyn knew that that was the legendary Staff of Life that had been buried together with the Pharaoh of the last generation. There would be hope for the Siattu Sea Tribe as long as she managed to snatch the staff from the hands of the Pharaoh and bring it back. Her father’s heart ailments would be resolved naturally!
Despite that they all desperately wanted to charge forward and snatch over the treasures from the hands of the Pharaoh, both Faern and Evelyn did not dare act recklessly for the time being. Legend had it that the abilities of the Pharaoh of the last generation were beyond comprehension, and he had at one time lorded over the entire Tailun Continent. Who would dare to take the forefront this easily?
Sensing the massive ripples of energy within the body of the Pharaoh, Elder Klive spoke as he leaned in toward Faern. “Elder Faern, with our current abilities, none of us would be able to snatch the Teleportation Portal alone. Who possesses the Teleportation Portal is not the most important; the key is that we would be able to conveniently enter the Graveyard of Deities and Demons. Do you think…?”
If they were strong enough, he would naturally not share the Teleportation Portal with the others. However, after going through several pathetic battles, the Dark Association had already lost a good portion of the elites they had mobilized for this mission. Even if they managed to snatch the Teleportation Portal from the hands of the Pharaoh, they might not have the ability to deal with the attacks of the other faction after that.
There was only one Teleportation Portal. The main goal of both the Sect of the Fire God as well as the Dark Association was to enter the Graveyard of Deities and Demons in search of powerful Divine Weapons and divinities. If all of the major factions present could join forces and take action, then share the Teleportation Portal after achieving victory, then Elder Klive would not mind collaborating with the other factions like the Sect of the Fire God, the Bellimore family, and the Borg family.
Once the army of the Church, who had had the greatest strength of the factions, got exterminated, the strength of each of the major factions was not too different from one another. They had all suffered heavy casualties. No one could usurp the Teleportation Portal for themselves, so forming an alliance was their best choice. Furthermore, with the support of these factions, the Dark Association might be able to obtain their valuable support should they engage in a large-scale conflict with the Church in the future. Elder Klive could not think of a disadvantage.
“There’s no problem with us major factions working together. I believe that my mentor would support our decision if I go back and explain the situation. The problem is…” Looking at Yang Ling on the Great Wizard Altar, then looking at Elder Brent beside him, Faern fell silent in deliberation.
“It’s simple. We can place the Teleportation Portal in Yang Ling’s Magical Beast Territory after we successfully snatch it. Each faction would send their elites to defend the portal as an alliance. That way, Yang Ling can enter and exit the Graveyard of Deities and Demons, and we would not suffer any losses!” Without waiting for Faern to elaborate, Klive knew of his intentions and let out a faint smile.
Even though he had been on friendly terms with the Magical Beast Territory, he had thought that Yang Ling had no rights to have a share of the large pie that was the Teleportation Portal. However, it was different now. The wit and battle capabilities Yang Ling had displayed in the underground tomb had awed him. Coupled with the support of the Divine-level Expert Brent, he long had the right to share this core interest with the rest of the factions.
Even though they were on good terms with each other, Faern was still worried that Yang Ling would usurp the Teleportation Portal just because he had a Divine-level Expert by his side. After all, the allure of the Teleportation Portal was great. Elder Klive, who was extremely familiar with Yang Ling’s personality, knew that as long as his interests were sufficiently met, the old fox Yang Ling would not make enemies out of any of the major factions. Placing the Teleportation Portal at the Magical Beast Territory should be the most optimal choice that every faction could accept.
“The Borg family has no objections to this idea!” Stuart walked over quickly, joining the alliance on behalf of the Golden Lion family.
Under the protection of the golden-robed warrior Casia, an elder from the Bellimore family responsible for this mission also walked over quickly to say, “The Bellimore family also does not object to the idea of placing the Teleportation Portal in the Magical Beast Territory!”
Everyone wanted to obtain the Teleportation Portal for themselves if they could. However, after the injuries and deaths suffered by the elites, no one had the strength to obtain the treasure for themselves. At this point in time, faced with the Pharaoh that had abilities beyond comprehension, forming an alliance was the most intelligent choice. Yang Ling, who was a leader that had friendly relations with all of the factions present, was undoubtedly the best balancing point. As long as the major factions joined forces, they believed that Yang Ling would not dare usurp the treasure for his own use.
After quickly settling the terms of the collaboration, Faern smiled as he saw Yang Ling, closely listening in on them while sitting on the Great Wizard Altar. “Brother Yang Ling, when are you going to stop eavesdropping on us?”
“Hehe, is there a need to call for me after you’ve all already decided on things?” Seeing Faern, Stuart, and the rest of the people looking at him, Yang Ling smiled, then teleported over. “That’s alright; it saves me the effort of talking. However, I have another request. You must pay a sum of Purple Crystal Coins every time you use the Teleportation Portal! After all, you have more money than you have places to store it…and you wouldn’t care about this sum of money anyway!”
Even though Yang Ling was extremely interested in the mysterious Teleportation Portal, Yang Ling did not mind sharing it with the other factions. After all, placing the Teleportation Portal in the Magical Beast Territory was akin to placing another amulet of protection in the territory. Yang Ling did not believe that the other factions would sit idly by when his territory is getting heavily attacked by the Church. Even if they did not give Yang Ling due respect, they would also consider taking action because of the Teleportation Portal in order to prevent the detestable Church from taking it away from them.
Originally, Yang Ling had already been worried about the Church’s manic act of vengeance that would come after he left the underground tomb. He naturally took this great opportunity of forming an alliance now that it has presented itself. With the major factions by his side, Yang Ling believed that even if the Pope were to know of the reasons behind the extermination of Brown’s army, he would have to think thrice before taking action. Furthermore, the Teleportation Portal was still tightly in the hands of the Pharaoh, and nothing was set in stone yet. It was difficult to tell if they would be able to snatch the Teleportation Portal. They could definitely think about it after getting their hands on the treasure!
After discussing a few details, the group quickly took action. Yang Ling teleported to the top of the Great Wizard Altar and took up the role of the eye of the formation, allowing him to react to any changes. The other factions joined forces to attack together, prepared to consolidate their remaining elites in order to kill the Pharaoh. In order to obtain the Staff of Life, the mermaid also led the warriors and the Spellcasters around her in joining the fray.
“Greed is the greatest sin!” Seeing the humans closing in on him, the sinister Pharaoh let out a cold smile. He said, “Sinners who have stepped into the tomb, you should feel honored that you are dying by the hands of the noble Mobli!”
The Pharaoh Mobli spoke as he took the first move, raising his hand as he released a concentrated flurry of icicles, freezing the few charging Golden Warriors into ice. He then pounced forward with immense speed. After punching his fists forward, small cracks immediately appeared on the bodies of the frozen Golden Warriors before they scattered into the wind like dust.
Extreme Ice Seal?
Seeing the sage-level Golden Warriors be killed in an instant, the hearts of the people present shook. Icicles were a low-level magic spell. An Icicle Spell that could freeze a sage-level expert into an ice sculpture that could be easily shattered was not something an ordinary Spellcaster could accomplish. Even Faern, a Spellcaster at the peak of Domain Expert, had to admit that he could not do it.
“Magma Flame!”
After recovering from his shock, Faern hesitated no longer, striking decisively as he released a ball of purple flames. If he allowed the terrifying Pharaoh to move as he wished, no one here might be his match. He needed to find a way to trap him.
The purple flame looked like a mere ember on the surface, but it harbored an alarming level of energy. After being touched by the ember, the flames that result cannot be extinguished by water or be smothered by the earth. It would cause severe damage, potentially killing the target, and was extremely powerful. It was a top-notch single target spell amongst the fire element magic spells.
“Hehe, not bad, unfortunately, its speed is too slow!” After tilting his body to avoid the purple flames, the Pharaoh raised his hands and released a concentrated rain of Wind Daggers, slicing the air as they pierced forward, their speed fast as lightning. Even though Faern had retreated quickly, he was still caught up by a few of the Wind Daggers, his body covered in injuries in an instant, blood flowing out of the wounds.
“Blade Storm, die!”
Just as the Pharaoh was about to capitalize on his advantage and kill off Faern with one strike, the elder from the Bellimore family finally made it into the battle. Despite using the same technique as the golden-robed warrior Casia, the Blade Storm, his was much more powerful than Casia’s, bales of sharp sword aura engraving deep scars onto the ground, leaving the Pharaoh no choice but to retreat. He had just taken a few steps back when Stuart and Elder Klive arrived on their horses, releasing an endless stream of attacks.
Faern, Stuart, and the rest gave it their best effort, launching waves of attacks against the Pharaoh, whose abilities were beyond comprehension. The mermaid Evelyn led the Spellcasters from the sea tribe in casting regeneration spells, as well as sent the powerful Shark Warriors forward to attack. They did not care about the Teleportation Portal, but they wanted the Pharaoh’s Staff of Life for themselves.
The group had sharp attacks, but not only was the defensive capabilities of the Pharaoh alarming, the Pharaoh was also extremely fast. He easily avoided the attacks of the group, not only dodging the heavy attacks of the elites, but also launching strong counterattacks. Soon, Faern became covered in blood, fresh blood flowed from Elder Klive’s chest as his heart was nearly dug out, and Stuart almost lost an eye…
“Roke, you guys attack too!” Seeing that the Pharaoh was still this fast under the tenfold gravity, Yang Ling felt grave as he waved his hand to order the Corpse Wizard King, the Dark Dragon King, and the rest to join in the assault. He silently recited the Wizard Mantra, launching multiple waves of Soul Roar and Soul Assimilating Light Rays from the crystal skull in his hand, directly attacking the soul of the Pharaoh.
Having subjugated the Soul Energy of over a hundred evil demons and forming the Soul Vapor, the power of his soul attacks increased by several times, or even tenfold. Even Evelyn and the rest who were standing nearby felt their heads become a blur, much less the Pharaoh, who was the target of the attacks!
“Ah… Ancient Wizard? Not possible, how could there still be Ancient Wizards on the continent?”
After being caught off guard, the Pharaoh let out a pathetic cry as he got struck by Yang Ling’s soul attacks. The Pharaoh looked at Yang Ling sitting cross-legged in the Great Wizard Altar in disbelief. His actions and reaction speed became slower in that instant, allowing Faern, Elder Klive, and the others to strike. The Pharaoh quickly suffered from fatal damage. Several of his ribs were broken, and his entire body had been burnt to a crisp. He dropped the Staff of Life in his intense pain, yet still gripped the Teleportation Portal tightly.
While tolerating the intense pain and teleporting outward, the Pharaoh clenched his teeth as he looked at the serious wounds on his body. He silently recited an incantation and a massive amount of Magical Energy welled out, all of them being infused into the Teleportation Portal. “Hahaha, sinners who dare barge into the tomb, go and die; go and die all of you!”
After absorbing the massive amount of the Pharaoh’s Magical Energy, the hoop-like Teleportation Portal released rings of silver light, turning into a wide Teleportation Portal in the blink of an eye. Without waiting for the people to react, a deafening roar came from the other side of the Teleportation Portal as a ferocious-looking head gradually appeared, releasing a suffocating, terrifying aura.
“Not good, the evil demons roaming within the Graveyard of Deities and Demons!”
Looking at the two-horned head revealing itself bit by bit through the Teleportation Portal, sensing the blanketing sinister aura, Elder Brent shouted in shock, pouncing forward without hesitation. If he allowed the evil demons from the Graveyard of Deities and Demons to charge out, no one would be able to leave the underground tomb alive!
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