I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 722 Mother's Valley

The battle in the Sea Kingdom was fierce and resulted in heavy casualties, but it actually took less than half a day.

Just as the leader of the Eight Heroes, who had been biding his time, was preparing to train the power bank, the attention of various countries once again shifted to the Diablo demi-plane.

Because in the Dark Dimension, students from several countries have gathered in an area called 'Stone Wilderness' and are currently:
"Retreat! Retreat!!"

The young members of the Royal Knights of England erected a shield wall to protect everyone during their retreat.

Boom boom boom!
Fireballs the size of carriages roared in, bombarding the group like heavy cannons, making the surrounding water barrier tremble precariously. Before the water barrier could collapse, a cold tornado with a diameter of over ten meters instantly formed in front of them, and countless sharp ice spikes took shape in this storm carrying a large amount of ice and snow.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh,

Countless thick ice spikes, as thick as thighs, hurtled towards them, causing the English team leader's expression to change beneath his helmet.

His 'Water Escape' couldn't stop these ice spike attacks with the attribute of ice.

"Leave it to us, the Iron Guards are here!"

Da Mao's leader gave a shout and charged forward with several other 'Silver Mane Iron Guards', swinging their massive weapons to snap the whistling ice spikes in two.

Click click click click click click!!

Amidst the deafening explosions, shards of ice spikes flew onto them, only to be deflected by their thick power armor.

They were originally elite Iron Guards who fought fiercely against the 'Winter Disaster' in Siberia; for them, the bitter cold was like coming home.
"Ha, I can have a good time killing in the cool weather!"

"Don't act rashly, retreat first."

With the extraordinary students from England and Russia taking turns holding them off, the group retreated to the back of a rocky mountain.

Seeing that they had found cover, the enemies on the tower stopped their attack.

In this place filled with rubble, stands a towering magic tower: its unique shape resembles an 'arm' stretching from the earth to the sky. Within this towering palm rests a magnificent building.

That was the Countess's palace, but they couldn't even get close to it, let alone enter it.

On top of this rock-built 'arm'-like tower, there are numerous 'windows' and 'watchtowers' where one can see skeletons clad in mage robes guarding the entrance.

Those were the nobles and magicians killed by the Countess, who were all transformed into skeleton mages and became her servants!
"The enemy's firepower is too strong; we can't break through."

Students from many countries retreated here. The leader of the Russian delegation looked around and spoke bluntly:

"Our team's Joan excels at reconnaissance, but in other areas..."

Don't count on them.

It's not that they can't fight, but that they don't have superhuman strength.

After speaking, the leader of the group, Da Mao, glanced over Poison Island 10087 and Amir from Egypt, and finally his gaze fell on the little girl dressed as a nun who had been protected by the Englishmen in the center.

Joan, a young member of Da Mao's team, possesses the ability to sense spiritual energy fluctuations within a radius of tens of kilometers.

Naturally, he had already 'seen' that the three people in the group were all carrying cheat codes.

In the English group, Sister Celeste noticed the gaze of the Russian leader and stepped forward.

"If you need me, I can deal with these skeleton mages."

The little girl then added,
"Including the Countess."

? !
The Countess is a demon-level being.

The little girl dressed as a nun spoke as if the other person was already dead.

It seems England has a strong trump card; teams from other countries are already having this thought in mind. However:
"Let me do it."

Amir stepped forward.
It wasn't that he wanted to steal the spotlight, but rather because:

"I can take care of the Countess, but I want 80% of the runewords that drop here!"

“We in England have no objection,”

The English leader immediately agreed, as they hoped to delay using their trump card as long as possible; once used, Lady Celeste would fall into a long period of hibernation, and there would be no chance for this exchange meeting.

Having learned of the existence of 'angels' and 'demons' in this world, the English side immediately changed their plans and prepared to use their trump card on this.

"We, the Great Mao, have no objections,"

Team leader Da Mao then spoke up; they hadn't actually failed, so naturally they had no objections.

“We have no objections,”

Tokugawa Shizuka answered on behalf of the island nation team.
The four-person group from Sanzu Town are all "cheating" level; they can handle Tiger-level enemies, but against Demon-level enemies, they'd be easy prey.

While it's true that Poison Island 10087 could ask his sister 'Light' to play for him, the purpose of attending the exchange meeting is to find himself, not to fight monsters and collect loot, so he can't just use cheats randomly.

and so:
"Then, I'll start."

Having decided to take matters into his own hands, Amir unfolded the enormous stone book in his hands.

"call--"

Giant cards flew out, and as Amir, holding the 'Leaf Staff,' continuously infused it with spiritual power, three figures emerged out of thin air.

"Gravekeeper Spellcaster, Gravekeeper Summoner, Gravekeeper Witch!"

A shrine maiden with a golden serpent staff, a black hood, and a long, alluring dress; a sorcerer in a black robe, with long hair braided into black plaits and wielding a serpent-shaped sacrificial dagger; and a summoner with a classic bald look and a huge stone tablet.
Three spellcaster cards, representing the Gravekeeper class, form a triangle surrounding Amir in the center.

"Activate the Spell Card: Spirit Summoning Ritual".

As the three tomb guardians raised their staffs, sacrificial knives, and stone slabs, a magnificent aura suddenly descended! Within this immense aura, a muscular humanoid phantom with a snake's head appeared out of thin air: the phantom's head had distinct cobra features, its hands were crossed in front of its body, and judging from its prominently bulging 'chest muscles,' it was actually a goddess?!

Wajit,

A goddess with a snake's head and a human body.
Located below the Ennead of ancient Egypt, he was the protector of the pharaohs.

"Guardian of the Pharaoh! In the name of the seventh flood peak of the Nile, I burn half my life to exchange for the blazing sun within your scales, and the abyssal eyes of Duat are my crown!"

As Amir finished chanting the ancient Egyptian incantation, the muscular, serpent-headed goddess moved; her right arm, which had been crossed in front of her, extended, and her fang-like fingers touched Amir's forehead.

“Woo~~~!!”

As the other person's fingers pierced his forehead, countless veins, as bright as the blazing sun, suddenly spread outwards from Amir's forehead.

In the blink of an eye, veins bulged on his face! At the same time, the boy's black hair began to turn gray, and his skin became rough!

After doing all this, the serpent-headed goddess slowly disappeared like a ray of light.

"Are you OK?"

Hearing Tokugawa Shizuka's hesitant question, Amir spoke in a hoarse voice.

"fine."

His voice was deep and resonant, typical of a middle-aged man, and combined with his skin and gray hair, he looked decades older in an instant!
Indeed, this is true: one offers up 'half of one's lifespan' in order to receive the 'blessing' of the gods.

boom----

The next second, a surge of spiritual energy erupted from the middle-aged and elderly Amir.

"Such immense power! What a pity."

Amir sensed the surging spiritual energy within his body and shook his head slightly.

This power, though magnificent, is like the blazing sun – too much of a good thing can be bad. It can only last for the time it takes for the sun to rise and set, and the price is half of one's lifespan. If the teacher didn't have a way to replenish his lifespan, he wouldn't dare to do it so easily.

Simply put, it's a battle of 'loans'!
"Peak Tiger Rank?"

Joan, from Da Mao's group, blinked and whispered the fact.

"right,"

Having used the 'Spirit Summoning Ritual' to raise his strength to the Tiger level, Amir naturally didn't delay any longer and drew cards again:
"Activate, Fusion Magic!"

As the 'Gravekeeper Summoner' and 'Gravekeeper Spellcaster' transformed into two beams of light and merged into one, the next second, a white-haired youth 'Gravekeeper Ability User', wielding a sun staff and adorned with gold and gems, emerged from the void.

"Hey?"

Unlike other 'grave guardian summons' that only carry out commands, grave guardians clearly possess their own will.

"You performed a 'spirit summoning ritual'?"

The gravedigger glanced at the aged Amir and shook his head slightly.

"Just because Imhotep can restore his life force, he's using this cheating method recklessly?"

After expressing his feelings, the white-haired boy, who had appeared floating in the sky and disdained to stand on the same ground as ordinary people, turned his head to look in the direction of the tall tower.

"I see, so you're going to deal with the enemies over there?"

"So, you need to activate that card."

The tomb-guarding ability user made a judgment.
One of the basic conditions for activating 'that card' is being an apprentice high priest—that is, having the strength of a Tiger Peak!
"Yes, thank you for your help, sir."

Amidst the bewildered gazes of the extraordinary students from other countries, the middle-aged Amir, wielding a 'leaf' staff, stepped forward and emerged from the rocky mountain where he had been hiding.

"In the name of the Scales of Anubis—"

As Imhotep's subordinate, he knew that his boss's resurrection was clearly due to the power of that jackal god.

Therefore, Amir and his priests always recited the name of Anubis.

"Horus's right eye is forever sealed to the breath of the living."

The 'Gravekeeper' in the sky also raised his Sun Staff and chanted his incantation: a card sealed in a thick stone book, which Amir could not possibly open with his power, was pulled out out of thin air.

"The Throne of Yellow Sands crushes the laws of this world!"

Amir, who used the 'ritual' to elevate himself to the peak of tiger power, slammed the 'leaf' staff in his hand onto the ground.

Boom, boom boom, boom boom boom ————

In an instant, endless yellow sand gushed out from beneath Amir's feet like a geyser, spreading in all directions like waves!
Before this yellow sand, rocks? Decompose! Soil? Dry up! Buildings? Devour! Wherever the yellow sand goes, the earth is nothing but yellow, and there is no possibility for anything else to exist! Only the all-consuming yellow sand spreads, spreads, and spreads again with dominance.

"This"

The other students from various countries standing on the yellow sand were all in awe.

With a wave of his hand, he transformed the 'rocky wilderness' into a 'flowing sand waterfall'?
This is not only Amir's power, but also the 'card' that is about to be activated.

"Let it descend—"

The white-haired 'gravekeeper' who was suspended in mid-air raised his staff, and suddenly sunlight pierced through the clouds and fell down, illuminating the yellow sand.

Rumble, rumble, rumble! ! !
Amidst the yellow sand that has already covered the 'stone wilderness', a magnificent and enormous pyramid slowly rises into the sunlight.

"The Valley of the King's Long Sleep!"

(End of this chapter)