Versatile Mage: I have 999 talents!

Chapter 217 Taking advantage of the situation? Beating up Khufu!
Kitahara.

The fortress to the due north.

This ancient city, steeped in history, was once the Zhenbei Pass, a formidable stronghold in the northern frontier.

It has now transformed into a special border post that integrates military defense, magical trade, and residential life.

The thick city walls, like an impregnable fortress, firmly protected the bustling markets and residences.

The majestic front and rear city towers soared into the clouds, casting imposing shadows in the morning light.

On the city wall, a female officer in a crisp military uniform stood against the wind, her clothes fluttering in the breeze.

Zhao Manyan remained silent, contrary to his usual behavior. His frivolous smile had vanished, replaced by a furrowed brow and anxious gaze.

"Lingling, have you made contact with the captain?" His voice was filled with suppressed urgency.

The girl shook her head: "Communications are completely cut off. Moreover, a level-one alert has just been issued along the Chinese coast. Wang Feng is probably on the front lines fighting off the sea monsters."

"Damn it!" Zhao Manyan slammed his fist on the crenellation of the city wall, his knuckles turning white. "Why did she have to choose this time! That bastard Leng Jue!"

Leng Qing's eyes were sharp as he said in a deep voice, "They're here."

This elite member of the Tribunal tracked Leng Jue for many days, from the Demon Capital all the way to the Northern Plains, but ultimately it was too late.

That madman actually used a stolen triangular prism to summon a phantom of the Great Pyramid of Giza!

On the desolate plains where yellow sand swirls, a blurry figure slowly emerges.

"Qiang! Qiang!"

A piercing metallic scraping sound tore through the air. As the dust settled, thousands of ragged, burly men came into view.

Their bronze skin was cracked like withered tree bark, and thick bronze chains, as thick as bowls, were fitted around their robust necks.

The chain was taut and straight, with one end deeply embedded in the distant yellow sand.

“Ho ho.”

They let out beast-like growls, and every step they took made the earth tremble.

The sight of thousands of chains dragging a colossal creature was both spectacular and chilling.

Suddenly, the sand and dust below the horizon churned violently.

A bloated, obese giant face burst from the ground—its mouth stretched to its ears, its bulging eyes had no sockets, and it stared nakedly ahead.

The monster's body, which resembled a mountain of flesh, was covered with bulging tumors, each of which was inlaid with thick copper chains.

"Boom!"

The monster moved reluctantly, only sliding when the chains pulled painfully.

Thousands of strong men dragged the load with all their might, their tattered clothes soaked with sweat and blood.

People would occasionally collapse from exhaustion, and the demonic frog would swiftly extend its long tongue, engulfing those who lagged behind in its gaping maw.

"Eternal toil, eternal torment," Lingling's voice trembled. "This is the Egyptian Hades Frog!"

On the city wall, all the defenders stood frozen in place. This horrific scene, beyond the comprehension of ordinary people, completely shattered their understanding of the world.

"Can our Zhenbeiguan... stand up to the monarch?" Mo Fan turned his head with some difficulty and looked at the leading female officer, Binwei.

“No.” Binwei shook his head, then said to his adjutant, “Order all cities south of Zhenbei Pass to relocate!”

Mo Fan's heart skipped a beat; they were preparing to abandon the entire Northern Plains!
“Since that’s the case, let’s retreat. As long as we’re alive, we can always make a comeback! We’ll make those Egyptian ghosts and Cold Lords pay the price later!” Mo Fan said.

“No! Come with me. If we activate the Great Wall, these undead may not be able to break through the Zhenbeiguan defense line!” Binwei said solemnly.

"What? The Great Wall is still usable?"

……

Wang Feng rode on the back of the gyrfalcon and flew back to Asuka City.

At this time, Flying Bird City was already heavily guarded. Thanks to his advance deployment, powerful forces such as the Manta Ray Evil Bird, Baxia, and Moon Moth Phoenix were on high alert, with strong figures like Ye Chang and Qin Yu'er also stationed there. The entire city was impregnable, and the Sea Demon Vanguard Army was routed before even breaking through the first line of defense.

Looking at the scene before him, Wang Feng nodded slightly, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

The city to which he poured his heart and soul into ultimately did not disappoint him.

Wang Feng rode the gyrfalcon straight to the airspace above the city defenses, leaped into the air, and landed steadily beside Mu Ningxue.

"How is the battle going?" Wang Feng asked.

Mu Ningxue turned her head upon hearing the voice, her long silver-white hair fluttering in the wind like snow: "It's not a big problem. Those who came were all servants and war general-level sea monsters. The military can handle the manta ray evil bird and the flying bird."

Wang Feng nodded and was about to speak when Mu Ningxue continued, "By the way, Egyptian undead have appeared in the Northern Plains."

"When did this happen?" Wang Feng's pupils contracted slightly.

“About five hours ago, Lingling couldn’t reach you, so she contacted me,” Mu Ningxue explained.

Wang Feng's expression changed drastically. According to the original timeline, Zhan Kong should be leading the Sha Yuan army to reinforce Beiyuan against Hu Fu at this moment.

But now he has taken control of Sha Yuan, as for the Northern Plains.
"I'll go take a look." Before he finished speaking, sixteen black and white seraphim wings suddenly unfolded behind him, with holy light and shadow intertwining and flowing.

The gyrfalcon tilted its head, its golden eyes filled with confusion—why would it ride a gyrfalcon when it already has wings?
"Hai Dongqing, go play with Baxia and the others first." Wang Feng shouted into the air, then suddenly tore open a spatial rift with both hands, his figure instantly disappearing into it.

The spatial rift was instantly smoothed out, as if it had never existed.

……

Wang Feng stepped out of the spatial rift, and the sight before him caused his pupils to shrink sharply.

The howls of the dead and the roars of magic echoed between heaven and earth, and the once majestic Great Wall has now been transformed into a "shield of China" stretching for thousands of miles.

Every brick and stone on the mottled city wall gleams with ancient runes.

The garrison commanders of Zhenbeiguan and Jian'anguan were covered in blood, and the city walls beneath their feet had been soaked in the rotting blood of the dead, turning them a dark red.

Below the city walls, a true river of blood surged, a river of death formed by the remains of countless warriors and the dead. Broken armor and bones floated in the blood waves, and the pungent stench even distorted the air.

At the heart of the undead tide, two figures were locked in a fierce battle.

Behind the wolf-shaped figure covered in sacrificial runes, the crimson-gold phantom of the Flame Queen flickered.

Its opponent—a monster with horns pointing skyward and a single eye on its forehead like a ghostly lantern—brings up towering black flames with every swing of its claws.

Just then, behind the Egyptian army of the dead, the phantom of the pyramid suddenly twisted violently.

With a deafening roar, the Sphinx leaped out of the illusion.

The Sphinx, as imposing as a mountain, gave the defenders no time to react. The moment its hind legs pushed off the ground, it created a sandstorm with a diameter of a kilometer, charging straight towards Zhenbeiguan with overwhelming force!

The magnificent 80-meter-high wall trembled before the charging Sphinx, its bricks crumbling and falling.

Each time those four claws, larger than the city gate, landed, they caused an earthquake, and any low-level undead that couldn't dodge in time were crushed into mincemeat.

"It's over! It's the Egyptian national animal!" a guard roared, his eyes wide with rage. "This is clearly just a mirage, why is there a real Sphinx?!"

The soldiers on the city wall watched helplessly as the mountain-like behemoth drew ever closer, and despair spread through the crowd.

An elderly officer, trembling, removed his tattered hat: "We can't hold out. Everything is over." His voice choked with emotion. "The civilians... so many elderly people and children haven't been evacuated yet."

boom!
A streak of black and white light suddenly swept across the battlefield, and the Sphinx's front paws were less than a hundred meters from the city wall.

Without any preamble or fancy moves, he simply unleashed a punch at the oncoming mythical beast.

boom--!
A visible ring of air exploded.

The Sphinx, which was charging forward, seemed to have crashed into an invisible barrier. Its mountain-like body was suddenly thrown backward, and then it flew backward at a speed even faster than its charge.

The undead horde swept through the land like wheat fields slashed by a scythe, clearing a blood-red path a kilometer wide amidst the ear-piercing sound of flesh and bone shattering, before crashing heavily back into the pyramid phantom, shaking the entire undead kingdom.

(End of this chapter)