Versatile Mage: Angel of Time, but Emperor of Every Moment

Chapter 154: Across the River of Time to Kill You! Hades? Nothing more than that!

“Ode to the God of Hell—!!!”

The five members of the Egyptian team chanted an ancient spell in unison, the sound waves causing the gravel beneath their feet to levitate in mid-air. Bluish-gray spell symbols appeared on their exposed skin, and as each rune illuminated, a ray of Stygian starlight descended from the sky.

Five rays of starlight intertwined to form a hexagram of death, with tens of thousands of rotting corpses wandering within the starlight. The moment the constellation took shape, the sunlight within a ten-mile radius suddenly extinguished, replaced by the faint glow of a dark moon.

"——Boom!!!"

A sulphurous wind gushed from the depths of the earth, and the sand beneath their feet began to collapse. A massive bronze gate, carved with skull reliefs, rose from the ground. Wrapped around the gate were chains as thick as dragons, each chain tied to a wailing spirit.

Mios looked up at the door lintel, which obscured the sky. The silhouettes of the five of them before the massive gate were as tiny as ants clinging to the feet of a statue. A thick black mist seeped through the cracks in the door, and faintly visible were billions of bony hands scratching at the inside.

"Sacrifice our flesh and blood——!!!"

The five members of the Egyptian team simultaneously bit their tongues and sprayed their blood toward the massive bronze gate. The moment the blood touched the gate, the wailing spirits suddenly fell silent, and the entire island fell into a dead silence.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, three bronze fingers, entwined with rotting flesh, peeked out from the crack in the door. Each knuckle was as thick as an ancient tree. The Egyptian team's pupils suddenly constricted.

what happened? !
Not only was the control shattered in an instant, but even the soul was grasped by some force.

The bronze door panel made a teeth-grinding friction sound, and countless rotten corpses wrapped in shrouds poured out like a flood that broke through the dam, forming a huge wave of bones hundreds of feet high in the blink of an eye.

"What the...what's going on?" Said retreated frantically, only to collide with an invisible barrier. Amidst the wave of undead, twelve coffins inlaid with gold patterns slowly rose, each with scarlet moonlight patterns emerging on its surface.

As everyone watched in horror, a strange dark light suddenly lit up at the top of the Gate of Hell.

A throne made of thousands of skeletons emerged from the light. The figure sitting on it only took a glance, and the barrier of the entire arena exploded!

"There's a big problem with this undead magic! We have to stop it immediately to avoid a disaster." The Holy Mage of the Holy Court saw a huge clue with just a glance!
This aura that made everyone's heart palpitate could never have been summoned by a student! Someone must be secretly plotting something!

Who on earth dared to play this trick in front of them and behind their backs?

"I underestimated your methods." An Jing looked up at the dark light that covered the sky and the sun, with a playful smile on his lips.

He raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and the dark ghost fog surrounding him was instantly ignited by Zhurong's fire, turning into fireflies all over the sky.

Twelve chains wrapped in wicked fire suddenly emerged from the void and tightly bound the expanding bronze gate.

The ancient inscriptions on the chains shone as brightly as the sun. The rotten corpses that were peeping through the cracks in the door were vaporized into green smoke the moment they came into contact with the flames.

"Since it's a projection of the God of Hell," An Jing's fingertips ignited a cluster of dancing flames, and the fire of Zhurong rose, "I should at least bring some souvenirs."

He flicked his finger, and the flames of Zhurong traced a crimson-gold path and sank into the massive gate. The entire bronze gate suddenly trembled violently, and tens of thousands of skull reliefs on its surface simultaneously screamed! "Is this still human?" Mios watched the scene in disbelief. The throne of Hades in the sky suddenly ignited with a blazing fire, and the figure seated atop it roared in anger. A black tide a thousand meters high instantly surged across the sea.

An Jing stepped into the void and climbed up the stairs. With every step he took, a golden crow totem bloomed under his feet.

When he was looking at the projection of the God of the Underworld at eye level, the figure of Zhurong appeared behind him and turned into a flame barrier that instantly covered the entire island!
Even a forbidden spell level wizard would be instantly evaporated if he accidentally touched it!

The shadow on the throne of Hades sneered harshly, and its rotten fingertips tapped the air. In an instant, tens of thousands of bandaged mummies emerged from the ground, each with a flickering blue soul fire in its eye sockets.

"Hahaha! It seems that the East has indeed fallen into decline. They actually let a brat like you, still wet behind the ears, take charge of the Undead Empire."

A lowly figure like an ant wants to be on equal footing with the mighty God of the Underworld? It's not about comparing weights and ounces. When someone first summoned their own projection,
It was still very angry, but when Khufu saw An Jing, who possessed the power of Pluto, it instantly became interested.

If it devours this kid in front of it, then its strength can truly reach the level of a mid-level emperor! By then, let alone the group of emperors in the ocean,

Even the Dark King in the dark plane can be killed with confidence!

The more I think about it, the more excited I get! It's like a pillow just when I'm sleepy.

"From your tone, it seems you're quite dissatisfied with me." An Jing slowly approached the gate of hell, while the shadow of Zhu Rong behind him began to draw his bow and gather strength.
"Ants should behave like ants. Eastern necromancy is nothing but child's play. Let this divine religion teach you the true art of necromancy!"

Khufu's voice came out slowly.

"Don't worry, I will make your death less painful."

Before Khufu could finish his words, the arrow transformed from Zhurong's fire had already pierced the gate of hell, turning the Hades frog, which had just emerged seconds ago, into ashes!
"I'm too lazy to preach to you, you don't deserve to hear it!"

The bandaged face of Khufu's projection instantly became extremely stiff. It was horrified to find that the arrow was attached with the ability to transcend time.

He actually attacked and killed the projection as well, and shot the real body directly through the air through the gate of hell!

How is this done? !

The power of this arrow is not just the fire of Zhu Rong, it also contains the power of the Kuang Kuang Emperor. The two are mixed together, let alone a mere projection.
Even if Khufu himself were present, he might not be able to withstand this arrow!
"I'll spare your life this time. Wait until the next time we meet. Lower your head and wait for me to take back my power of Hades." Then An Jing snapped his fingers.
In an instant, Zhurong's fire burned the entire gate of hell to ashes!

"You die!!"

Khufu's projection was furious!
It originally wanted to directly detonate the projection to injure An Jing, but it never expected that the gate of hell would be so unbearable that it disappeared in an instant.
From the moment Khufu's projection was killed instantly, all the undead died at An Jing's hands.

"I'll return this sentence to you exactly as it is. Ants should behave like ants."

P.S.: Chapter 1 is here, thanks everyone for the votes! I'm a bit stuck, the further I write, the more stuck I get. I need to catch up on some information from the original novel.

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