Mo Fan and Mu Ningxue, members of the Egyptian government, had personally experienced this. Their strength was just that, and I don’t know where they got their arrogant self-confidence.
And the strength of their National Pavilion is even less impressive. When Mo Fan, Mu Ningxue, Jiang Yu, Zhao Manyan, Jiang Shaoxu, and Nan Jue arrived, they were told that they had already obtained the Egyptian National Pavilion. of medals.
"The number of national medals we have now should be enough, right?" Nan Jue counted it carefully and found that they had gone very smoothly along the way. Except for the angry medal in Peru, which they didn't get, they didn't get any other medals. They successfully obtained all the national pavilions that needed to be challenged, including the very difficult US team.
"Then after we complete the last training mission in Egypt, we can go directly to the water capital of Venice, right?" Mu Tingying asked with some anticipation.
After walking such a long way, almost circling the earth, they are finally closer to their final destination, Venice. The previous defeats, downfalls, and defeats will be nothing, as long as they can shine in the Venice Water City Competition. , all the past will be covered up by that dazzling light!
"Speaking of which, what is the training mission our instructor has given us?" Li Kaifeng asked.
"Egypt, what else is it most famous for? Isn't it the Egyptian Undead?"
"No way, I hate things like dead bodies the most!"
Undead!
The two most famous gathering places for the undead in the world, one is in the ancient capital of China, and the other is in Egypt. The Egyptian pyramids are the habitat of the undead, and the Soul Gathering Tower. All the undead in Egypt are centered on a certain pyramid, and are located in the nearest radius. Activities in an area of 100 kilometers.
This is like a city-state of the undead, with the pyramid as the city and hundreds of kilometers as the territory. The strange thing is that these undead never leave the pyramid territory too far.
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The instructor did not ask everyone to leave Egypt, but sent them to a city called Pushini, which is about two hundred kilometers away from Luo. It is a medium-sized city-state in Egypt.
Arriving in the city of Pushny, the whole city has a bit of ancient Egyptian charm. The stone fences are still preserved outside the city, including streets and houses, many of which are made of stone.
Egypt is rich in necromancers, but every city strictly prohibits any necromancers from summoning the undead unless they need to fight. There are still many ordinary people in this world, and not everyone can accept the decaying bodies and decay of the undead. It has a hideous and terrifying appearance. If it is not strictly forbidden, it will give you a creepy feeling like living in a city with the dead.
The instructor of this training mission was very vague, but judging from their previous descriptions, Egypt is somewhat similar to Tokai City in Japan. It is a large training ground, and their group of students need to stay here for some time.
The instructors naturally hope that the students will have more exposure to different monsters, so that they can develop their strong adaptability and coping abilities!
"It's strange, why are there so many people injured?" Walking on the street, Mo Fan found that there were often people carrying injured people to a certain place. This happened not once or twice.
"Before I came here, I heard from some Egyptians that the city of Pushini was not very peaceful. It seems that something happened." Nan Jue said.
As soon as Nan Jue finished speaking, he immediately saw several wind mages carrying a white stretcher, running towards the center of the street at the speed of wind tracks.
Lying on the stretcher was a person wrapped in a large white cloth. There were bright red blood stains on the cloth. Due to the bumps, the blood kept dripping down and fell into the cracks of the uneven street stones!
"The man seems to have lost his legs. I saw the wound. It was torn off!" Guan Yu said.
Having his legs torn off is not a pain that ordinary people can bear. The uneven wound is far more terrifying than being cut off neatly.
Moreover, a large amount of blood loss will definitely cause the injured person's life to pass quickly.
From where people stood at the intersection, the injured were being transported one after another from the other two ends of the city.
This road extends all the way to Nancheng Mountain in the city. About a thousand meters further, there is a very obvious slope.
Originally, this was supposed to be a main road, but cars were obviously banned. One after another, the injured were sent to the white tent with gold trim on the slope of the street...
The place where the instructors need everyone to report? It seems to be the golden and luxurious tent area. The roofs of those golden tents are connected together, and a tent that can accommodate thousands of people was built in the Pushini Nanshan Square. In the large venue, you can see military mages guarding it.
"That sign..." Nanrong Ni saw the flag with a flower wheel on the top of the milky white luxurious tent.
The entire flower wheel looks like it has been extremely carefully designed. No matter which angle you look at it, you will see similar but opposite patterns of petals and flower branches, and then these opposite and connected petals and flower branches form a complete whole. The milky white flower wheel glows with golden blue halo.
One look at this flower logo, and you can tell that it must be from a world-famous super organization. The flower wheel with a completely different luster from the background color is equivalent to an anti-counterfeiting logo that is difficult to imitate!
Mo Fan's knowledge is actually quite narrow. He has no idea what the flower wheel symbol represents. However, judging from Nanrong Ni's expression, this must be what she yearns for. It is not difficult to find that there is a twinkle in her eyes. The meaning of reverence.
"I will help you relieve the pain, but please calm down and tell me what made you hurt, so that I can better heal you." A soft and gentle voice came out.
Her voice seemed to have some kind of magic power. The patient whose legs had been torn off slowly calmed down, as if he could no longer feel the pain in his legs.
"I met... two poison gold mummies. One of them grabbed me tightly, and the other inserted his claws into my thigh. Then I passed out. When I woke up, I was already Lifted here. I know you used your spiritual magic to temporarily forget the pain, but will my legs never recover? The wounds caused by the Poison Gold Mummy cannot be healed by even a healing mage, not to mention you look like So young." The injured person was a mage from the Magic Association, and he looked very depressed.
"I can restore you." The woman smiled slightly.
In fact, the male assistant next to him frowned, thinking that this person was too rude. He obviously felt that the waitress did not have the ability to cure him!
No matter what the situation is now, I should be grateful to the waitress for being able to save my life!
The injured mage did not have high expectations. He just lay like that, the bloodshot eyes had not faded away. He had already begun to regret that he had not been fighting monsters outside for several years, and that he had obtained a job in the Magic Association. He had a stable job, why did he suffer such a crime in the end? He vowed that he would never face those terrible and cruel undead from now on.
The pain in his lower body gradually spread, and the injured mage began to complain.
However, before he could scold him for sending such an intern to treat him, he found that his torn wound started to grow!
Yes, the situation at this moment can only be described as growth. The damaged blood vessels, bones, and muscles are all growing, and are slowly connecting with the two legs that were torn off.
The milky white light liquid slipped lightly from the white palm of the intern woman. The light liquid was filled with holy brilliance and full of life energy, making his torn legs connect to his body faster. .
The injured mage looked at his legs in disbelief...
The muscles were completely connected, followed by the cortex, which slowly healed. When his entire legs were placed in front of him, and no scars could be seen, the mage was completely dumbfounded!
He also holds a low position in the Magic Association and has met some healing mages, but as far as he knows, it is impossible to find a mage in the entire city who can heal him. The most terrifying thing about poison gold mummies is that the scars they create are immune to healing magic. The thick aura of death will only make all the scars and fractures exist forever.
But at this moment, his legs are healed! !
After the intern removed the psychic magic, he could feel his legs as if nothing had happened.
Amazing, this is amazing!
His face was full of excitement, and the joy that surged in his heart and the shame caused by the previous offense were all revealed. He suddenly didn't know how to thank this fairy-like magical and charming woman in front of him, so he became incoherent.
"You have a good rest. The muscle tissue in your legs is still healing, so don't do too strenuous movements within three days." The healing woman maintained her gentleness and composure, and softly explained to the injured mage. .
"One day?? Do I only need to recuperate for one day??" The injured mage couldn't believe it.
"Oh my God, he was so seriously injured. Not to mention healing on the spot, he was able to completely return to normal within a day??" Someone next to him screamed.
"It's amazing. I have never seen such a powerful healing mage!"
The male assistant with a high nose next to him heard everyone's praise of the female healing mage. He couldn't help but have a smug smile on his face, and said with a bit of pride: "I told you, she is our Members of the Parthenon Temple hold the most perfect healing magic in the world!”
"The Goddess Hall, it turns out to be the Goddess Hall!!"
"No wonder, no wonder. He is the mage of the Goddess Temple at such a young age. It's really amazing!"
The woman responded to everyone's compliments with modesty and elegance, but the male assistant next to her raised his head slightly with an indescribable pride.
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"Hey, why do I think that beauty looks so familiar?" Zhao Manyan suddenly said.
When saying this, Zhao Manyan specifically turned his head to look at Mo Fan.
But Mo Fan did not go up any further and stayed where he was, staring motionlessly at the healing girl who had just been praised by everyone with his dark brown eyes!
