Versatile Mage: One innate talent for each system

Chapter 173 The Croatian Mental Plague
"Shut your dog mouth. How's the patient gathering going?" Jiang Yuan looked at the busy camp, where there were many more people than when he first arrived.

"I estimate it will be about half an hour later. The guards wouldn't let us do it just now. If Xinxia hadn't stopped me, I would have beaten up that blind captain a long time ago!" Mo Fan said.

Jiang Yuan nodded and waited until all the patients had gathered.

More than half an hour later, patients from other places were transported here.

“Brother Jiangyuan, almost all the patients infected with the plague in Croatia are here now. What should we do next?” Xinxia asked.

Jiang Yuan summoned the Three-Eyed Underworld General and said, "Use your mental power to draw out their negative emotions, don't let yourself bear them, transfer them to my Three-Eyed Underworld General."

When the Three-Eyed Underworld General's massive, mountain-like body suddenly appeared, the ground trembled and fine cracks appeared.

The Third Eye of the Underworld suddenly opened its third vertical pupil on its forehead. The moment the scarlet light swept across, the guards and the mages who came to its aid gasped in shock, their staffs clenched so tightly in their palms that they turned white.

"This, this is..." Xin Xia subconsciously took a half step back.

Jiang Yuan quickly said, "Don't be afraid, it's my summoned creature, a very obedient big guy, it won't hurt you. Just do as I say."

"Go on, go on. This big guy may look big, but he's actually quite clumsy," Mo Fan urged, slapping the Three-Eyed Underworld General a few times, making a slapping sound.

Xinxia took a deep breath, her plain white dress swaying gently.

As she crossed her hands in front of her chest, invisible ripples of emotion spread out from her center.

When the ripples of emotion touched the contorted faces of the wounded, her eyelashes fluttered violently.

Those negative emotions, churning with despair, pain, and fear, flooded my mind like a tidal wave. My temples throbbed, and cold sweat soaked my back.

Seeing this, Jiang Yuan used overclocking resonance on Xin Xia.

Xinxia immediately felt that she was no longer affected by negative emotions, and the spread of her inner ripples was much faster.

"Don't let yourself be affected, don't let all the negative emotions come over you," Jiang Yuan reminded him.

Xinxia closed her eyes and nodded, beginning to draw out negative emotions as Jiang Yuan had instructed.

The three-eyed underworld general's forehead glowed brightly with red light, frantically absorbing the negative emotions gathered and drawn in by Xin Xia.

"Won't there be any problems with the Three-Eyed Underworld General absorbing evil thoughts like this?" Mo Fan asked.

"To be honest, I don't know either," Jiang Yuan said, stroking his chin. "The Three-Eyed Netherworld General has already absorbed a lot of evil thoughts. When it advances to the next level, there will probably be a big change."

"The Three-Eyed Netherworld General is already at the advanced stage of the Commander level. If he advances again, he'll be at the Monarch level! I wonder when my Little Flame Princess and Old Wolf will be able to advance to the Monarch level!" Mo Fan said enviously.

While the two were talking, Xinxia had already finished.

The oppressive silence that had lingered in the camp for days suddenly shattered.

The patients, who had been curled up on their hospital beds, gasped in surprise as the lesions faded at a visible speed, revealing healthy blood beneath their sallow skin.

"Healed! All healed!"

"The lesions on the patient's body are disappearing!"

"As expected of a candidate for Goddess, this plague has baffled us for so long! Thank you, candidate for Goddess!"

Cheers surged through the camp like a rising tide, and shouts of "Thank you, Goddess!" echoed one after another.

Ye Xinxia's face flushed red, and she was about to explain when she saw Jiang Yuan shake his head imperceptibly.

Jiang Yuan wasn't interested in this kind of reputation, but giving it to Xin Xia would have a significant effect.

Without sufficient prestige, even the Black Vatican Pope, who had been pushing Ye Xinxia from behind, was unable to make any moves.

Leaving Xinxia behind in Croatia to receive the people's gratitude, Jiang Yuan and Mo Fan rushed back to Venice.

They moved very quickly, and their trip to Croatia took almost no time.

There is one day left until the next match for China.

………………… One day later.

The competition venue has been changed to the Dragon Fang Magic Arena.

This is one of Venice's oldest magical arenas, named for its fang-like stone pillars.

"Today's opponent is Spain, who were ranked thirteenth in the last tournament. They are quite strong," Feng Li said.

"So what is the personnel arrangement for this match?" Mo Fan asked.

He couldn't wait to go on stage and unleash his power.

"Jiang Yuan, what are your thoughts?" Feng Li looked at Jiang Yuan, seeking the captain's opinion.

"You decide, mentor," Jiang Yuan said, returning the decision to Feng Li.

Feng Li nodded and quickly finalized the personnel arrangements, which were similar to those for the first time.

Move to the Dragon Fang Magic Arena.

China's Chinese team takes the field.

"Their captain didn't play!" Prince Bambo of Spain laughed, his heart instantly at ease.

The appearance of Jiang Yuan, the captain of the Huaxia team, in the game truly surprised all the teams, who were all afraid that Jiang Yuan would have to play when they faced the Huaxia team.

Then they will have no choice but to send out their strongest lineup to deal with it.

Fortunately, Jiang Yuan didn't play.

"What are you laughing at? Do you think you can win just because Lao Jiang isn't playing?" Mo Fan arrogantly raised his middle finger.

"Chinese people, don't be arrogant! We Spanish mages are invincible!" Prince Banbo also became arrogant, and retorted with an invincible barrage of words.

"Those outside the field should not interfere with the game," the referee reminded.

Prince Banbo turned away unhappily and returned to his seat.

"So this kid isn't a national team player after all." Mo Fan scoffed.

"Get ready to begin," Ai Jiangtu reminded them.

The referee, suspended in mid-air, loudly announced the start of the match.

"Sky Flame Funeral!"

Mo Fan unleashed his ultimate move, condensing flames that soared into the sky and quickly split into raindrops that rained down on the area where the Spanish team was located.

His actions signaled the start of the attack.

The Dragon Fang Magic Arena is smaller than the Torrento Magic Arena, and the two teams are not far apart.

Ai Jiangtu used his spatial magic and curses without reservation, overwhelming the Spanish team's center.

If he were the captain, he wouldn't play against the Spanish team, and even if he did, he would hold back.

But now that Jiang Yuan is the big boss, he can use his power without restraint.

In that case, the Spanish team poses no threat.

Mo Fan and Ai Jiangtu were like lions entering a flock of sheep; no Spanish mage could last more than five seconds.

"Those two players from the Chinese team are so fierce, Captain, we can't hold on much longer," said Peris of the Spanish team, spitting out a mouthful of blood and panting heavily.

“Create an opportunity for me,” Captain Fran said in a deep voice.

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(End of this chapter)