Chapter 224 Puschini
The yellow color of the desert, the endless sand of the desert, the rolling hills of the desert, these are constantly repeated. After walking through one area after another, when the surrounding scenery is always the same, endless, it is no different from escaping into a pitch-black darkness. You will completely lose your way and don't even know whether you are going in circles or in a straight line.
Nan Jue continued to move forward, occasionally sending signals to Mu Ningxue behind her to confirm her location. However, the desert maze was indeed terrifying. Even though Nan Jue was walking in a straight line, every time she sent a signal, she would clearly find that her walking route was actually deviating.
After walking for about half an hour, Nanjue slowly bent down, pushed aside the sand, and pulled out a light green tent from the sand. The tent was a bit torn, as if it had been blown away by a strong wind. Nanjue swept away the surrounding sand and found a water bag and some dried food.
These things were enough to indicate that people had been here before, or perhaps a sandstorm had blown something here. Those people were almost certainly the ones on the mission. Regardless, they were mostly done with this mission.
Nan Jue marked the spot, then stood there, sending out a signal and waiting for Mu Ningxue's response.
She did not return according to her own subjective consciousness. After all, the previous attempts showed that in this desert maze, the most untrustworthy thing is your eyes. You see a straight line, but what you actually walk on may not be a straight line.
After seeing Mu Ningxue's response, Nan Jue returned along the direction of the signal.
At this time, Ye Feiyang, who was standing outside the maze, watched Nan Jue send out a signal with a smile on his face. He squatted down and casually grabbed a handful of sand, and then a silver light appeared on his body.
A light breeze blew, raising waves of sand. The breeze blew away, and Ye Feiyang's figure disappeared.
"Old Ye, weren't you guarding outside the maze? How did you get in?"
Zhao Manyan, who was the second to last runner, looked at Ye Feiyang with a hint of confusion on his face and asked.
"I'll take you out. Stand still and wait for me."
Ye Feiyang whispered something, and then his figure became illusory.
Every time Ye Feiyang appeared next to someone, he asked Zhao Manyan the same question.
When Ye Feiyang appeared beside Mu Ningxue, Nan Jue had just reunited with Mu Ningxue.
"What brought you here?"
Nan Jue looked at Ye Feiyang who suddenly appeared and asked in confusion.
"How is it, have you found any clues?"
Ye Feiyang didn't answer, but looked at Nan Jue and asked.
"Um"
Nanjue nodded. "I found the remains of the tent and marked it there."
"Okay, I'll take you away now."
Hearing this, Ye Feiyang stepped forward and placed his hands on Mu Ningxue and Nan Jue. A silver magic circle appeared under Ye Feiyang's feet, then gradually covered the three of them.
The next second, the three figures disappeared from where they were.
Four or five people.
In a yellow sandy area, a silver magic circle suddenly appeared, followed by several figures emerging from the magic circle.
"Huh, I'm out now. No need to worry anymore."
Zhao Manyan stretched out his arms, raised his head and howled, expressing his emotions.
"Let's get out of here."
Ye Feiyang glanced into the distance, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice.
Hearing Ye Feiyang's words, everyone nodded and returned along the marks marked by Ye Feiyang.
"Huff, huff, huff~~~~~~~"
Just over ten minutes after everyone left, a sandstorm swept over. Unlike ordinary sandstorms, the strong wind not only carried yellow sand, but also endless evil spirits. At the top of the storm, there were two scarlet eyes, staring straight at the direction where Ye Feiyang and others left.
The strength of Country I's national team is just so-so. All their skills are basically on the undead, and the level of their national pavilion is even worse.
When Ye Feiyang and his companions arrived, Ai Jiangtu, Zu Jiming, Guan Yu and others successfully took the badge.
Ye Feiyang and his companions briefly explained the information they found in the desert maze to the people from the Cape of Good Hope Demon Castle. After they gave them some of the debris that Nan Jue had brought back, the people from the Cape of Good Hope Demon Castle directly transferred the money to the instructor without saying a word.
The tutor then transfers the money equally to individual accounts.
"Shouldn't we have enough national hall medals now?" Nanjue carefully counted the badges in her hand. They had been unstoppable throughout the journey, and had obtained the badges of every national hall.
"Doesn't that mean that after Country I is over, we can go directly to the water city of Venice."
Mu Tingying asked excitedly.
"Um"
Ai Jiangtu nodded.
Seeing Ai Jiangtu nod, everyone's faces showed a hint of excitement.
As long as they arrive in Venice, their status will be secure and they will no longer be eliminated or replaced!
"What is the training mission our instructor has assigned us?" Jiang Yu asked.
"What is Egypt famous for?"
"Undead."
The two most famous gathering places of the undead in the world are the ancient capital of Dragon Kingdom and Kingdom I. Khufu and the Ancient King are also known as the founders of the Eastern and Western undead systems.
The only difference between the two is that the undead are everywhere in Country I, while the undead in Country Dragon are basically concentrated in the ancient capital, and no undead can be seen in other places.
Under their mentor's guidance, they arrived at a city-state called Puchini, over 200 miles from Cairo. This city had a touch of the ancient simplicity of the British Empire, with stone fences still preserved outside the city walls, and even many of the streets and houses were built of stone.
Coming here at first glance gives you the feeling of going back to the Stone Age.
"Strange, why do so many people look injured?" Walking on the street, watching the people coming and going, Jiang Yu noticed that people were often carrying injured people to somewhere.
"Before I came here, I heard from some Egyptians that the city of Pushini wasn't very peaceful. It seems something has indeed happened," Nanjue said.
"Perhaps our training mission this time is related to this."
Mo Fan said quietly.
"It's possible!"
Ai Jiangtu nodded in agreement.
He saw the shadow of the army in these people, but the army normally would not have so many casualties.
Unless, a war breaks out!
And if a war really breaks out, even if their national team is made up of the best of the younger generation and is considered a master among mages, their lives will still be in danger if they are involved in the war.
Thinking of this, Ai Jiangtu's eyes flashed with a trace of solemnity, and his brows furrowed slightly.
The place where the instructors needed everyone to report was an area of luxurious golden tents. The golden tent roofs were connected together, forming a large venue that could accommodate thousands of people on the Pushini South Mountain Square, and was guarded by military magicians.
"This sign."