Versatile Mage’s Companion True Dragon

With Ye Feiyang's full power and his will released, the undead mummies all over the mountains fell down in large numbers like harvested wheat. Some of their heads were blown off, while others had their chests shattered, with a big hole appearing as if they had been hit by a blunt object.

"Damn it, even so, we are still no match for them?"

Mios looked at the undead falling in large numbers, then looked at the figure sitting on the giant dragon in the sky. His eyes turned red, and all his previous anger and pride turned into powerlessness.

The undead army that they were so proud of had no power to resist at all in Ye Feiyang's hands.

They have even given up the rituals they are performing and no longer create undead.

"Give up. We have no chance of winning."

The captain of Country I glanced at Mios and said dully.

"Ah."

Seeing that the number of undead was no longer increasing, Ye Feiyang also understood that Mios and the others might have given up. Looking at the undead that were still there.

Since the wool can’t be sheared anymore, let’s harvest it all at once.

"Nian Blast!"

Ye Feiyang released all his thoughts, and the mental power of the Sixth Realm was overwhelming. Under the influence of Ye Feiyang's powerful mental power, Mios and others felt their hearts sink.

The head of the undead exploded like a watermelon, and fell faster than before.

"We were all ready to give up, so why did he kill faster?"

Looking at Ye Feiyang's actions, a hint of doubt arose in Mios's eyes.

Suddenly, Shreve's horrified voice rang out beside him, "He is plundering the Pharaoh's Fountain!"

"What did you say!?"

Mios turned his head sharply and looked at Shreve in disbelief. His voice was sharp and piercing.

"I just tried to retrieve the Pharaoh's Fountain from a slain Undead, but failed. This shows that they have something to collect Pharaoh's Fountains. I think the reason they let us summon Undead is that they are definitely after our Pharaoh's Fountain."

Shreve's face turned pale and his voice trembled as he spoke.

Shreve's words exploded in Mios's head, shattering the last bit of complacency in her heart. She had previously thought that Ye Feiyang was arrogant and stupid.

If they had tried it before, instead of preparing to crush him with one breath, they might have discovered it long ago. They were the ones who were really being played around with, and Ye Feiyang had even perfectly grasped their dependence on the undead frenzy and their fear of him.

No, the most urgent task is not to condemn Ye Feiyang's cunning and deceive them, but to take back the Pharaoh's Fountain that has not been plundered!

"Quick, take back the Pharaoh's Fountain from those surviving undead!"

Shreve looked at the stunned people and roared angrily.

He said this not to shock them, but to get them to work together and recover as many Pharaoh Springs as possible. As for the Pharaoh Springs that had been looted by Ye Feiyang, he did not expect Ye Feiyang to be kind enough to return them to them. After all, Ye Feiyang's actions showed that he was here for their Pharaoh Springs.

Several people quickly came to their senses, their hands moved quickly, and they performed special spells.

While Ye Feiyang and his group were destroying the undead, Shrew and his group were also collecting the undead. After a short while, the undead army, which was originally so powerful that it could cover the sky and the sun, disappeared completely.

"What happened to the kidney?"

"Why did the I-country team that summoned the Undead Army want to take it back?"

Watching the actions of Team I and others, the spectators sitting on the ship had puzzled questions on their faces.

Not only them, but even the referee was confused.

Only the instructor of the I country team sat in his seat with a sullen face. He was as angry as he was laughing just now. In the end, he kept muttering in the I country language that was incomprehensible.

“How much will you take back?”

Mios said with a sullen face.

"No... less than 10%."

Shreve spoke, his face now drained of color.

Only one tenth of the Pharaoh's Spring is left. Those guys will definitely punish them when they return to the country. As for the fact that they have won glory for the country and won the second place in the national competition, that means nothing in front of the Pharaoh's Spring. If they return with a complete Pharaoh's Spring, they will be greeted with cheers from the people and praise from the top leaders.

Now they go back, only punishment and condemnation await them!

Compared to the I country team which was in dejection and panic due to the failure, the Long country team was just thinking in the right way. They had already started cheering for their victory in advance. Although the I country team did not formally surrender, without those undead, they were only as strong as the bottom-tier Guofu team. Even without Ye Feiyang, they were confident that they could defeat them.

"Hahaha, I knew this kid could do it."

Feng Li looked at the undead on the island being cleared out, leaving not a single one standing. A hint of ecstasy appeared on his face, and he laughed.

Song He on the side looked at Feng Li silently without saying a word, with a smile on his face as well.

"We admit defeat!"

As Sindhu's weak voice sounded, the title defense battle finally came to an end.

Amid the flowers and praises, Ye Feiyang and his companions returned to Venice. This time they would not go back to rest, but to pack their bags and prepare to go to the next stop: the Acropolis of Athens and climb the Parthenon.

Collect their first place reward, the Divine Seal of Praise.

The night before leaving.

Hotel corridor.

"Fei Yang, what do you want to see me so late?"

Zhao Manyan looked at Ye Feiyang at the door and asked doubtfully.

"Go out for a walk."

Ye Feiyang invited.

"it is good."

Zhao Manyan nodded.

The two walked out of the hotel and onto the moonlit path. The bright moon and their shadows were reflected in the small river beside them.

"You said before that you participated in the National Government Competition just to win honor for yourself and your old man. Now that the National Government Competition is over, we are the first and your contribution is obvious to all. I think your old man must be very happy to see it. What do you want to do next?"

Ye Feiyang asked.

"I don't know. My old man doesn't have much time left. I want to go back and take a look. I'll just have to take it one step at a time. At worst, I can become my own lord again, the little prince of the Magic City nightclub."

Zhao Manyan shook his head, a casual smile appearing on his face as he spoke.

Although Zhao Manyan acted very casual and free, Ye Feiyang still caught a glimpse of escapism in his eyes.

"Have you ever thought about taking control of the Zhao family? I don't need to tell you what your old man is thinking."

"Besides, you are now a member of the champion national team. You are the only one who has such ideas. Many elders in the Zhao family should be inclined to you. You have advantages that your elder brother does not have."

Ye Feiyang saw that Zhao Manyan remained unmoved after all he had said, so he immediately decided to use a drastic measure.

"You regard Zhao Youqian as your elder brother, but he may not regard you as his younger brother. Your elder brother is colluding with the Assassin Hall and is even planning to assassinate you."