Chapter 972

Mo Fan and Mu Ningxue had fought the members of the Egyptian Training Hall in person. Their strength was only so-so. They could not help but wonder where they got their confidence from.

The strength of their Training Hall was even worse. When Mo Fan, Mu Ningxue, Jiang Yu, Zhao Manting, Jiang Shaoxu, and Nanyu arrived, they were told that they had received badges from the Egyptian Training Hall.

"Do we have enough badges from the Training Hall now?" Nanyu counted the badges and realized that their journey had been quite smooth. Apart from the badge that they had failed to receive in Peru, they had successfully received badges from all the Training Halls they had to challenge, including the American team that had a fairly high difficulty.

"Does that mean we can head straight to Venice after we complete the last quest in Egypt?" Mu Tingying asked with anticipation. "That's right.

They had almost circled the world after such a long journey. They were finally a step closer to their final destination, Venice. The setbacks and failures they had suffered in the past no longer mattered. As long as they could shine brightly at the Venice Training Hall, their past would be outshone by their brilliance!

"Speaking of which, what's the quest that the advisors have given us?" asked Li Kaifeng.

"Egypt? What else is famous for? Isn't it the undead?"

"No way, I hate corpses and the like the most!"

Undead!

The two most famous places in the world where the undead gathered were the Ancient Capital of China and Egypt. The pyramids in Egypt were the habitat of the undead, the Soul-Gathering Towers. All the undead in Egypt were centered around one of the pyramids, and were active in an area with a circumference of a hundred kilometers.

It was like a city for the undead, with the pyramids as the city and the territory within a hundred kilometers. Strangely enough, the undead never strayed too far away from the pyramids.

… …

The advisors did not ask the group to leave Egypt. They were sent to a city called Puccini, around two hundred kilometers away from Cairo. It was a medium-sized city in Egypt.

The group arrived at Puccini. The whole city had an ancient charm to it. The stone fences were still outside the city. The streets and houses were all built with rocks.

Egypt was full of Necromancers, but every city strictly forbade any Necromancer from Summoning the undead unless it was necessary for a battle. There were still many ordinary people in this world. Not everyone could accept the rotten bodies and terrifying appearance of the undead. If it was not strictly forbidden, they would feel like they were living in the same city as the undead.

The advisors were very vague about the mission, but from their descriptions, Egypt was similar to Japan's East Maritime Fortress. It was a huge training ground, and the students would have to stay here for some time.

The advisors obviously hoped that the students could come into contact with different demon creatures. That way, the students would be able to develop strong adaptability and resilience!

"Strange, why do so many people look injured?" Walking on the street, Mo Fan often saw people carrying injured people to a certain place, and it was not the first time they did it.

"I heard from the Egyptians that the city of Puccini isn't very peaceful. It seems like something did happen," said Nanyu.

As soon as Nanyu finished speaking, she immediately saw a few Wind Magicians carrying a white stretcher running toward the center of the street with Wind Track.

A person wrapped in a white cloth was lying on the stretcher. Fresh blood was seeping out from the cloth. Due to the bumpy road, the blood kept dripping down and landed in the gaps between the rocks on the uneven street!

"I think the person's leg is gone. I saw the wound, it was torn off!" said Gong Yu.

Ordinary people would not be able to endure the pain of having their legs torn off. The uneven wound was a lot scarier than being sliced off cleanly.

On top of that, the loss of blood would speed up the victim's life.

The people were standing at the crossroads. The injured were being transported here from the other two ends of the city.

This road extended all the way to the Nancheng Mountain of the city. About a kilometer ahead, there was a very obvious slope.

It was supposed to be a main road, but it was obvious that cars were prohibited from entering. The injured kept being transported to the white tents with gold-rimmed edges on the slope …

Did the advisors ask the students to report to a location? It seemed to be the area with luxurious golden tents. The golden tents were connected to each other, forming a huge stadium that could hold over a thousand people on the square on the southern mountain of Puccini. There were Battlemages guarding the place.

"The symbol …" Nanrong Ni saw the symbol of a flower ring on the top of the luxurious white tents.

The flower ring seemed to have been meticulously designed. No matter which angle one looked at it from, they would see similar yet opposite patterns of petals and branches. The petals and branches were connected to form a complete milky-white flower ring with a golden-blue glow.

Judging from the symbol, it was obvious that it was from a renowned organization in the world. The flower ring that was emitting a different glow from the background was like an anti-counterfeiting symbol that was difficult to imitate!

As a matter of fact, Mo Fan's knowledge was quite limited. He had no idea what the symbol of the flower ring represented, but judging from Nanrong Ni's expression, it must be something she was looking forward to. It was not difficult to see the respect in her eyes.

"I will help you relieve the pain, but please calm down and tell me what hurt you. That way, I can better heal you." A soft and gentle voice came from the other side.

Her voice seemed to have some kind of magical power. The patient whose legs were torn apart slowly calmed down, as if he could no longer feel the pain in his legs.

"I stumbled into … two Poisonous Golden Mummies. One of them grabbed me tightly, while the other stabbed its claws into my thigh. I fainted after that. When I woke up, I was already being carried here. I know you used the Psychic Element to temporarily help me forget the pain, but does that mean my legs will never recover? Even a Healer can't heal the wounds inflicted by the Poisonous Golden Mummies, not to mention how young you look. "The person who was injured was a Mage from the Magic Association. He seemed extremely depressed.

"I can help you recover," the woman smiled.

As a matter of fact, the male assistant beside her frowned. He felt that the woman was being too rude. It was obvious that she did not think the servant had the ability to heal him!

Why didn't she take a look at his current condition? He should be thanking the servant that he was still alive!

The injured Mage did not have much hope. He lay on the ground with his bloodshot eyes. He was already regretting his decision. It had been years since he fought against demon beasts, and he had a stable job in the Magic Association. Why did he have to suffer like this? He swore to himself that he would never face the terrifying undead again.

The Mage began to complain as the pain in his lower body began to spread.

However, before he could scold the intern that had been sent to treat him, he discovered that the wounds on his body had begun to grow!

Yes, the only way to describe the situation was growing. The damaged blood vessels, bones, and muscles were growing back, slowly reconnecting with the two legs that had been torn off.

A milky-white liquid of light gently slid down the fair palm of the female intern. The liquid of light carried a holy radiance and was filled with the energy of life, allowing his torn off legs to reconnect with his body even faster.

The injured Mage stared at his legs in disbelief …

The muscles were completely connected, followed by the skin, which slowly healed. When his legs were in perfect condition, and not even a scar could be seen, the mage was completely dumbfounded!

His position in the Magic Association was not low. He had seen a few Healers in the past, but from what he knew, it was impossible to find a single Mage in the entire city that could heal him. The scariest thing about the Poisonous Golden Mummies was that the scars they inflicted were immune to Healing Magic. The strong aura of death would only keep the scars and fractures forever.

But now, his legs had fully recovered!

After the intern dispelled the Psychic Magic, he regained feeling in his legs, as if nothing had happened.

It was too magical, too magical!

He was overwhelmed with excitement. The joy in his heart and the shame he felt from the offense he had committed previously were all displayed on his face. He had no idea how to thank the magical and charming woman in front of him. He began to ramble incoherently.

"Rest well, the muscles in your legs are still healing, so don't do anything too intense for the next three days." The Healer maintained her cultured and calm demeanor as she gently explained the situation to the injured Mage.

"A day? I only need to recuperate for a day?? "The injured mage was in disbelief.

"Heavens, not only did he recover on the spot from such a serious injury, he only needed a day to fully recover?" someone exclaimed.

"Impressive, I've never seen such a powerful Healer!"

The assistant with a tall nose wore a proud smile when he heard the compliments. He said with a hint of pride, "I already told you, she's a member of the Hall of the Goddess of the Parthenon Temple. She has the most perfect Healing Spell in the world!"

"The Hall of the Goddess, so it's the Hall of the Goddess!"

"No wonder, no wonder she's a Mage of the Hall of the Goddess at such a young age. How impressive!"

The woman responded to everyone's praises with modesty and elegance, but the male assistant beside her raised his head slightly, carrying a kind of indescribable pride.

…

"Huh, why do I feel like that beauty looks so familiar?" Zhao Manting suddenly said.

Zhao Manting purposely turned around and looked at Mo Fan as he said the words.