Chapter 230 Venice Water City
After a day of rest, the team continued their advance. This time, Xinxia and the other reinforcements from Parthenon were also escorted to the front lines by the army.
On the same night that Ye Feiyang and Norman talked, Norman returned to the tent.
The army paid a heavy price to defeat the enemy when attacking the third camp. With the third camp established, the army was only five kilometers away from the pyramid. Death and blood did not break the will of the army, but instead inspired the tenacity in their bones, and they advanced with great momentum towards the final five kilometers.
They must move forward bravely and rush to the bottom of the pyramid in one go, because behind them are no longer reinforcements or their city, but the undead who are surrounding them.
"rush!"
At Finner's command, the army turned into a raging torrent and charged forward.
What puzzled them was that the resistance from the undead they encountered was not that great, not even as fierce as when they captured the third camp.
"What's going on?"
When Finner noticed this situation, a look of confusion appeared on his face.
According to her years of experience in commanding troops and fighting against the pyramid undead, the last five kilometers should be the most difficult to advance and break through. This situation would never happen. She did not encounter any powerful undead legions throughout the entire process, and even palace guards like the Sword of Death did not appear. Everything was too easy and smooth, as if someone had come to clean up the undead in advance.
However, the most urgent task now is to destroy the mirage pyramid and relieve Puccini of the disaster of the dead.
Six wind wings appeared behind Finner, and he rushed towards the pyramid with a burning light launcher in his hand.
As Finner installed the scorching light emitter on the pyramid and turned it on, the majestic pyramid instantly turned into an illusory bubble like a castle in the water.
As the pyramid disappeared, the undead surrounding it lost their target and spontaneously moved away.
Watching the undead recede like the tide.
Every participating mage's face was filled with indescribable joy and happiness. Looking at Finner in mid-air, their eyes were filled with respect and admiration, and they shouted.
"We won!"
"The great Lord Finner has led us to victory once again!"
The loud shouts were so loud that they shook the earth and could be heard clearly even in the tent five kilometers away.
"The war is over, and it's time for us to set off for our next stop."
When Ai Jiangtu heard the voice, a smile appeared on his face and he said in a deep voice.
"Finally, we're going to Venice."
Hearing Ai Jiangtu's words, everyone's eyes showed a hint of excitement. They had worked so hard for so long just to show their talents on the stage of Venice and win glory for the country. At the same time, the hearts that were hanging in their chests were finally relieved.
Ye Feiyang and Mo Fan went to say goodbye to Xinxia. Before leaving, Ye Feiyang instructed Norman on some things and followed the team to Venice.
Upon arriving in Venice, the unique architecture of the city left a lasting impression. The medieval bell towers, churches, and painted buildings everywhere made us feel like we were transported back in time to the history of Europe.
And because Venice is a famous water city, there are no cars or even bicycles in Venice. The only common means of transportation here are boats and a black water beast called gondola.
The gondola's back bones are concave, and there are pointed bones on the hips and head that are tilted upwards. If they lie completely on the water with half of their bodies submerged in the sea, they look like a crescent-shaped boat. A gondola can accommodate about four to five people.
Here, gondola is the characteristic "taxi" of Venice.
Mo Fan, Zhao Manyan, and Ye Feiyang were sitting on a gondola.
"Master, go to Piazza San Marco."
Ye Feiyang said to the "taxi" driver.
"Old Ye, where are we going and what are we going to do?"
Mo Fan asked doubtfully.
"I must be going to find a thunder spirit seed for you!"
Zhao Manyan spoke.
"There's the San Marco World Auction in Piazza San Marco. Countless precious items are auctioned there every day. Even the top-tier thunder and fire items are sometimes auctioned there."
"real!"
After hearing Zhao Manyan's explanation, Mo Fan's eyes flashed with excitement and he rubbed his hands.
"No, it's just a matter of where to find someone. The thunder seed you dream of is not there, but somewhere else. As for whether you can get it, it depends on you."
Under Mo Fan's expectant gaze, Ye Feiyang shook his head.
After the three of them arrived at St. Mark's Square, there were two winged lions in front of the magnificent St. Mark's World Auction Hall.
"Zhao Manyan!"
A handsome man in beach shorts and sunglasses walked out of the palace gate and walked towards the three people, or to be more precise, towards Zhao Manyan.
Zhao Manyan looked over at the sound, a hint of surprise on his face. He quickly walked towards the man in sunglasses and said excitedly, "Brother, you're so busy, yet you still came out to greet me."
Before Zhao Manyan could finish his words, he was interrupted by the man in sunglasses. He looked at Zhao Manyan and raised an eyebrow. "Why are you here?"
Hearing his eldest brother's words, Zhao Manyan's excitement faded a little. He said speechlessly, "No, brother, didn't I tell you I was coming? Didn't you read the message I sent you?"
Listening to the conversation between the two, Mo Fan and Ye Feiyang also knew the identity of the man in sunglasses on the beach: Zhao Manyan's elder brother Zhao Yougan.
"Oh, I wasn't paying much attention. Don't tell me you did something shameful and came to hide here. I'm sure I'm very busy, with several small goals every minute."
Zhao Yougan said casually.
"Oh, big brother, these are my brothers, Mo Fan and Ye Feiyang."
Zhao Manyan introduced him to Zhao Yougan.
"Well, you guys go in first, I have a distinguished guest to meet."
Zhao Yougan glanced at Mo Fan and Ye Feiyang and nodded casually, then spoke to Zhao Manyan in a perfunctory manner.
Zhao Manyan felt helpless at Zhao Yougan's perfunctory attitude. He turned to look at Ye Feiyang and Mo Fan and said, "Old Ye, you're looking for someone, right? Let's go in first."
Ye Feiyang glanced at Zhao Yougan, then looked at Zhao Manyan and shook his head. "No need. The person I'm looking for hasn't arrived yet. Wait for her at the door."
"Oh well."
Hearing this, Zhao Manyan nodded. He did not go in, but walked to the lion statue and leaned against it.
"You really don't have much presence in your eldest brother's eyes."
Mo Fan teased Zhao Manyan with a smile.
"It's been like this since I was little. I'm practically invisible to my eldest brother. To be honest, I was a little surprised he recognized me. After all, since I was little, all he cared about was money."
Zhao Manyan said helplessly.