Versatile Mage

“Yeah, you told us to be careful not to get caught up in the gray storm. Now what do you mean, get us into the pyramids? Are you kidding us?” Zhao Manyan grabbed Shreve's filthy | trivial goatee.

Young enough to get a goatee, paired with his short rubbing look, this image of Shreve shouldn't scare the little girl too much!

“Let go, let go... it hurts, listen to me slowly!” Shreve was in a hurry.

Zhao Manyan loosened up and Shreve looked painfully at the few black beards he had landed on the ground, which explained: “The pyramids are nothing more than Pharaoh's mausoleum. How could anyone break into their mausoleum palace? Before they were born, they asked the top casters to design this mausoleum so that future generations would not shake their reign of death except in awe and worship...”

“Don't talk so much nonsense!” Movan is impatient.

“In short, the living are unlikely to enter the pyramid, the entire pyramid is sealed and forbidden, and with the 10 Dark Swordsmen and Sphinx, this tightness is stronger than many of our modern military bases. There is only one way to get into the pyramid, and that is at a time when the Pyramid Tunner is grieving. ”

“Where we live we need ventilation, and there must be vents at more solid military bases. And the tombs where the dead live, they also need to breathe. They breathe not fresh air, but resentment, anger, anguish and death. Gray storms are the favorite smell of kings and nobles in the pyramid, and the mausoleum I'm talking about is the vent of the tomb of the dead, inhaling these gray storms near the pyramid every now and then, which is the only way we can get into the pyramid.” Shreve said it seriously and carefully.

“Holy shit!” Zhao Manyan scolded.

“Is there no other way? Can't we go in through the gate? We've all opened up the Dark Sword Lord.” Movan asked.

“Where's the door to the pyramid?” Shreve asked back.

Movan thought about it and felt he was asking a little too much.

“The question is, if we get into that gray storm, won't we be left with all the ghosts eating our bones?” Heidi said.

“So, we have to disguise ourselves as living dead.” Shreve said.

“Okay, I'll kill you first.” Zhao Manyan said.

“No, no, I'm not really dying in disguise. Brother Zhao, the few of us are Dead Sorcerers, disguising the dead is not an impossible thing, I have a dusty bitter mummy, its resentment can be close to those ghosts in the grievous storm, then it will lead us into the grievous storm...” Shreve said.

“You got the Pharaoh Fountain through this mummy in another pyramid??” Movan asked curiously.

“Yes, this is Egypt's unique soul, and I regard it as a treasure!” Shreve said proudly.

“So it seems that the Great Hacken brought you here to truly be more reliable than those powerful magicians.” Movan nodded.

In front of the ten Dark Swordsmen and Sphinx, how many powerful magicians were sent to die, and this Shreve solved the most difficult step at once, how to get into the pyramid!

……

Menkaula is a relatively chaotic pyramid, inhabited by many lonely spiritual wildlings, as well as snake scorpions and desert foxes. Until now, it is not known who owns the Menkaula pyramid, mainly because Menkaula, the Pharaoh Wang, was extinct earlier and did not inherit the true will of the dead.

Such a multi-tiered, multi-ethnic pyramid is also the most susceptible to chaos, and the Pharaoh Springs, to which the vast majority of creatures aspire, often depend on such resources to advance to a level.

In order to be able to enter the Hoof Pyramid, Shreve was also painfully excised, spraying a little bit of the remaining Pharaoh Springs outside the Menkaula Pyramid, waiting quietly for the demons and the dead to kill each other for this precious source.

This was done smoothly, mainly because there was a Sovereign Mage in the team, calling for a Sovereign who could casually be sacrificed. He carried the Pharaoh's source to the Menkaula Pyramid, and then opened the sealed cover. Then all they had to do was wait quietly outside the Hoof Pyramid.

“Woooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

In the sky, the grey resentment storm made a crying noise, they formed a large group of things like grey clouds, constantly wandering over the entire Golden Land of Gisey. According to Shreve's calculations, in about half an hour, the Hoof Pyramid will undergo a "ventilation”, and the Pharaoh Springs are quite limited. If we do not seize this opportunity, it will be really difficult to enter the Pyramid without the Dark Sword Lord.

“Strange, how the Dark Sword Lord is missing a few.” Shreve lies behind a golden sand dune, somewhat puzzling.

“Seven, only seven in all.” Heidi said.

She is a phonetic magician, and the perception of life is very accurate and acute. There are four dark swordmasters on this side of the pyramid facing several of them, and one on each side of the other three, so that there are only seven dark swordmasters.

“I told you, three dead and you don't believe me.” Movan said.

“There must be three people patrolling the pyramids, and you happen to be right.” Myos did not believe in Movan's rhetoric.

Myos, they don't believe, there's nothing more Movan can do. The Dark Sword Lord is now seven.

“There's probably a fight over there.” Shreve heard the voice and said to everyone.

“How many demons can you bring to the Fountain of Pharaoh to be sure that all seven Dark Swordsmen will go?” Mubai said uncomfortably.

“These dark swordsmen guarded inside and outside the pyramid are acting in unison. Besides, do you think these loyal guards won't be interested in the Pharaoh Springs?” Shreve said.

The Pharaoh Fountain should be the most powerful thing to improve the power of the Dead Spirit. The Dark Sword Lord is not the strongest among the monarchy ranks, and they certainly hope to make another breakthrough!

“It's really moving!” Heidi said.

The Dark Sword Lord on several sides of the Pyramid of the Hoof has set out, and it seems that they have smelled the great atmosphere of the Pharaoh Springs.

“Come on, let's go under the gray storm. Come on, let's go.” Shreve said.

As Shreve leads the way, exercising the magic of the dead, he can see a prominent blood word appearing in some of the positions in front of him, the blood words dancing on their own in the air and forming a book page of blood on the side of Shreve.