"Shut your dog mouth. How are the patients gathering?" Jiang Yuan looked at the busy camp, where the number of people had increased significantly since they arrived.
"It'll probably be another half an hour or so. The guard team just now wouldn't let us do this. If Xinxia hadn't stopped me, I would've beaten that blind captain already!" Mo Fan said.
Jiang Yuan nodded, waiting for the patients to finish gathering.
After more than half an hour, patients from other areas were all transported here.
"Brother Yuan, almost all the plague-infected patients in Croatia are here. 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 bear them yourself; transfer them to my Three-Eyed Underworld General."
When the Three-Eyed Underworld General's massive, mountain-like body appeared with a crash, the ground trembled, revealing fine cracks.
The Three-Eyed Underworld General's third vertical pupil on its forehead suddenly opened. The moment its crimson light swept across, the guard team members and assisting mages present collectively gasped, their staffs clutched so tightly their knuckles turned white.
"Th-this is..." Xinxia instinctively took half a 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 just looks big; he's actually very simple-minded." Mo Fan urged, slapping the Three-Eyed Underworld General a few times, making slapping sounds.
Xinxia took a deep breath, her plain white dress gently swaying.
As her hands clasped in front of her chest, invisible mental ripples spread out from her.
When the mental ripples touched the distorted faces of the injured, her eyelashes trembled violently.
The negative emotions, swirling with despair, pain, and fear, surged into her Sea of Consciousness like a raging tide. As her temples throbbed, cold sweat soaked her back.
Seeing this, Jiang Yuan used 'Overclocked Resonance' on Xinxia.
Xinxia immediately felt that she was no longer affected by negative emotions, and the speed of her mental ripples' diffusion increased significantly.
"Don't be affected. Pull all the negative emotions over," Jiang Yuan reminded.
Xinxia closed her eyes and nodded, beginning to pull the negative emotions as Jiang Yuan instructed.
The Nether Eye on the Three-Eyed Underworld General's forehead glowed intensely red, frantically absorbing the negative emotions Xinxia gathered and pulled over.
"Will the Three-Eyed Underworld General be okay absorbing evil thoughts like this?" Mo Fan asked.
"To be honest, I'm not sure," Jiang Yuan said, stroking his chin. "The Three-Eyed Underworld General has absorbed a lot of evil thoughts. When it advances again, there will likely be significant changes."
"The Three-Eyed Underworld General is already an advanced Commander-level! If it advances again, wouldn't it be Monarch-level?! I wonder when my Little Flame Princess and Old Wolf will be able to advance to Monarch-level!" Mo Fan said enviously.
While the two were talking, Xinxia had already finished her task.
The oppressive silence that had lingered in the camp for days shattered with a roar.
Patients who had been curled up on their sickbeds cried out one after another. The disease spots were fading at a visible rate, and healthy blood color emerged from beneath their sallow skin.
"They're healed! They're all healed!"
"The disease spots on the patients are disappearing!"
"As expected of the Goddess Candidate! This plague that we researched for so long with no solution! Thank you, Goddess Candidate!"
Cheers, like a rising tide, swept through the camp. Waves of "Thank you, Goddess!" resonated one after another.
Ye Xinxia's face flushed crimson. Just as she was about to explain, she saw Jiang Yuan subtly shake his head.
Jiang Yuan was not interested in this fame. Giving it to Xinxia could also play a significant role.
Without enough prestige, the Black Vatican Pope, who had been secretly pushing Ye Xinxia, would not be able to act.
Leaving Xinxia in Croatia to receive people's gratitude, Jiang Yuan and Mo Fan rushed back to the water city of Venice.
Their movements were very fast; going to Croatia barely took any time.
There was still one day until China Team's next match.
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A day later.
The competition venue was changed to the Dragon Fang Magic Arena.
This is one of the oldest magic arenas in Venice, named for its tusk-like stone pillars.
"Today's opponent is Spain. They ranked thirteenth in the last session, so their strength is quite good," Feng Li said.
"So, what's the personnel arrangement for this match?" Mo Fan asked.
He was eager to get on the field and unleash his power.
"Jiang Yuan, what are your thoughts?" Feng Li looked at Jiang Yuan, seeking the captain's opinion.
"Mentor, you decide," Jiang Yuan returned the decision-making power to Feng Li.
Feng Li nodded and quickly finalized the personnel, similar to the first match's arrangement.
They moved to the Dragon Fang Magic Arena.
China Team entered.
"Their captain isn't playing!" Spain's Prince Banpo burst into laughter, his raised heart instantly dropping.
The China Team captain's performance in the previous match had truly shocked all the teams, making them fear that Jiang Yuan would play when they encountered China Team.
Then they would have no choice but to send out their strongest lineup to deal with him.
Fortunately, Jiang Yuan was not playing.
"What are you laughing at? Do you think you can win just because Old Jiang isn't playing?" Mo Fan arrogantly raised his middle finger.
"Chinese people, don't be arrogant! Our Spanish mages are invincible!" Prince Banpo also became arrogant, returning with an invincible verbal attack.
"Outside personnel, do not interfere with the match," the referee reminded.
Prince Banpo grumpily turned around and returned to his seat.
"So this kid isn't a National Government contestant after all," Mo Fan scoffed.
"It's about to begin," Ai Jiangtu reminded.
The referee hovered in mid-air and loudly announced the start of the match.
"Heavenly Flame Funeral!"
Mo Fan started with a powerful spell. The condensed flames flew into the sky, quickly splitting into fiery raindrops that descended, wantonly drenching the area where the Spain Team was located.
His action signaled the start of the offense.
The Dragon Fang Magic Arena was slightly smaller than the Torontol Magic Arena, and the two teams were not far apart.
Ai Jiangtu used his Space Magic and Curse System without any reservation, sweeping into the center of the Spain Team with destructive force.
If he were the captain, he would not have played against the Spain Team, or he would have held back. But now with Jiang Yuan as the big boss, he could use his power without restraint.
Given this, the Spain Team posed no threat.
Mo Fan and Ai Jiangtu were like lions entering a flock of sheep; no Spanish mage could last more than five seconds.
"China Team's two people are so fierce, Captain, we can't hold on," Spain Team's Pelise spat out a mouthful of blood, panting.
"Create an opportunity for me," Captain Fran said in a deep voice.
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