Versatile Mage

Mo Fan and Mu Ningxue, members of the Egyptian government, have personally taught, and the strength is just like that. They don’t know where they come from.

The strength of their national pavilion is even worse. When Mo Fan, Mu Ningxue, Jiang Yan, Zhao Manyan, Jiang Shaoxu and Nanxun arrived, they were told that several of them had already obtained the Egyptian Pavilion. Medal of honor.

"The number of medals in our current National Pavilion should be enough?" Nanxun counted a few times and found that the road was experienced. They were very smooth, except for the angry medals in Peru, they did not take them. The national pavilions that need to be challenged, they all got it smoothly, including the very difficult American team.

"Then we will finish the last quest in Egypt, we can go directly to the Venice waters, right?" Mu Tingying looked forward to some expectations.

After such a long road, even around the earth, I finally got closer to their terminal station in Venice. The previous defeat, desolate, and failure will be nothing, as long as they can shine in the Venice Water Contest. All the past will be covered up by the dazzling light!

"What is the mission of the mentor to us?" Li Kaifeng asked.

"Egypt, what is the most famous, isn't it the Egyptian undead?"

"No, I hate the dead body most!"

Undead!

The world's two most famous gathering places of the undead, one is in the ancient capital of China, the other is in Egypt, the Egyptian pyramid is the habitat of the undead, the soul tower, all the undead in Egypt is centered on a pyramid, in the square Activities in the 100-kilometer area.

This is like the city-state of the undead, the pyramid is the city, and the hundred-kilometer land is the territory. The strange thing is that these undead souls will never leave the pyramid territory too far.

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The mentor did not let everyone leave Egypt, but sent them to a city called Pushini, which was about two hundred kilometers away from Luo, a small city-state in Egypt.

Arrived in the city of Pushini, the entire city with a bit of ancient Egyptian rhyme, stone fences are still kept outside the city, including streets, houses, many of which are made of stone.

Egypt has a lot of undead masters, but every city will forbid any undead master to summon the undead without fighting. The world is still mostly, not everyone can accept the rotten bodies of the undead and狰狞 terrible appearance, if it is not strictly prohibited, there will be a feeling of solitude with a dead person living in a city.

This time the task tutor is very vague, but from their previous descriptions, Egypt has some similarities with Japan's East Sea City. It is a big calendar training, and they need to stay here for some time.

The instructors naturally hope that the students will have more exposure to different demons, so that they can cultivate the strong adaptability and coping ability of the students!

"Strange, how many people are injured?" Walking on the street, Mo Fan found that there were often people who carried some injured people to a certain place. This is not once or twice.

"Before you came, some Egyptians said that this city of Pushini is not very peaceful. It seems that something has happened." Nan Yan said.

As soon as the Nanxun dialect was finished, I immediately saw a few gentlemen of the wind system carrying a white stretcher and ran towards the center of the street at the speed of the wind track.

On the stretcher, there was a man wrapped in a large white cloth. The cloth infiltrated the bright red blood. Because of the bumps, the blood continued to drip down and landed in the gap of the street stone that was not very flat!

"The man seems to have no legs. I saw the wound and was torn down!" said the official fish.

The legs are torn down. This is not the pain that most people can bear. The uneven wounds are far more terrible than the straight cuts.

Moreover, a large amount of blood loss will certainly make the life of the injured person pass quickly.

From the person standing at the cross, the injured are transported from the other two sides of the city.

This road has been extended to the city's Nancheng Mountain, and a more obvious ramp appeared a kilometer ahead.

Originally this should be a main road, but it is obvious that the car was banned, and the injured people were sent to the white tents with gold edges on the street slope...

The places where the instructors need to report to everyone? It seems that it is the golden and luxurious tent area. The golden tent roofs are connected together, just to build a place on the Pusini South Hill Square that can accommodate thousands of people. In the big venue, you can see that there are military mages guarding there.

"That sign..." Nan Rong Ni saw the flag of a flower wheel at the top of the milky white tent.

The whole flower wheel looks like a very thoughtful design. From any angle, you will see similar and opposite patterns of petals and squid, and then the opposite and connected petals and squid will form a complete whole. The milky white flower wheel with a golden blue glow.

When you look at this flower mark, you can know that this must be from a world-famous super organization. This will bring out a flower wheel that is completely different from the background color. It is equivalent to an anti-counterfeit mark that is difficult to imitate!

Mo Fan's knowledge is actually quite narrow. He doesn't know what the flower wheel symbol represents, but from the expression of Nan Rong Ni, this must be what she is yearning for. It is not difficult to find that her eyes are shining. Respectful meaning.

"I will help you relieve the pain, but please calm down and tell me what is causing you to be injured, so that I can better heal you." A soft and gentle voice came out.

Her voice seemed to have some kind of magic, and the patient who had torn his legs slowly calmed down, as if he could not feel the pain in his legs.

"I met... I met two poisonous gold mummies, one of them caught me, the other one inserted my claws into my thigh, then I fainted, and when I woke up, I was already I’m here. I know that you used the magic of the mind to make me forget the pain for a while, but my legs can’t be recovered anymore. The wound caused by the poisonous gold mummies can’t be healed by the healing mages, let alone you look So young." The injured is a wizard of a magic association, he is very depressed.

"I can let you recover." The woman smiled slightly.

In fact, the male assistant next to him frowned, thinking that this person is too rude, obviously it is that the waitress does not have the ability to cure him!

Don't look at what is happening now. If you can get back to life, you should thank the waitress!

The injured Master did not report too much expectation. He just lay down like that, the blood in his eyes had not faded. He had already begun to regret that he had not been killed with the demon for several years. He clearly obtained a magic association. Stable work, why did he end up with such sin, he vowed never to face the terrible and brutal undead after that.

The pain of the lower body gradually came, and the injured mage began to complain.

However, before he even sent such an intern to treat himself, he found that his torn wound had begun to grow!

Yes, the situation at the moment can only be described by growth. The damaged blood vessels, bones, and muscles are all growing, and they are slowly joining together with the two legs that have been torn down.

The milky white liquid slid gently from the white woman's white palm of the intern woman, the brilliance with the holy glow, and the energy of life, making his torn legs more quickly connected with his body. .

The injured mage looked at his legs incredulously...

The muscles are completely connected, followed by the cortex, and the cortex slowly heals. When his entire legs are completely in front of him and the scars are not visible, the wizard is completely dumbfounded!

He is not a low-ranking teacher in the Magic Association. He has seen some healing masters, but according to him, it is impossible to find a mage who can cure him. The most terrible thing about poisonous gold mummies is the scar healing immune healing magic. The strong dead air will only make all the scars and broken marks exist forever.

But at this moment, his legs are healing! !

As the intern disarmed the mind, he had the consciousness of his legs, nothing happened with anything.

It’s amazing, it’s amazing!

His face was full of excitement, the joy of inner heart and the self-sufficiency of the previous offense were all presented, and suddenly he did not know how to thank the fairy, the magical and charming woman, and became incoherent.

"You take a good rest, the muscle tissue of the leg continues to heal, so don't do too intense movements within three days." The healing woman kept the gentle and calm, softly accounted for the injured mage. .

"One day?? I only need to nurse one day??" The injured mage couldn't believe it.

"God, he was so badly hurt, he didn't heal on the spot, he could completely return to normal in one day?" Someone screamed next to him.

"Too great, I have never seen such a powerful cure mage!"

The male assistant next to the high nose heard the praise of the female cure mage, and the face could not help but float a smug smile. The tone was also a bit proud: "I told you, she is us. Members of the Parthenon Temple of the Parthenon, master the world's most perfect healing magic!"

"The Temple of Goddess, it turned out to be the Temple of God!!"

"No wonder, no wonder, such a young man is a goddess mages, it is amazing!"

The woman’s praise to everyone is all humility, but the male assistant next to her has raised her head slightly, with an inexhaustible pride.

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"Hey, how do I feel that the beauty is so familiar?" Zhao Manyan suddenly said.

When talking about this sentence, Zhao Manyan turned his head to see Mo Fan.

And Mo Fan did not go any further, staying in the same place, staring at the healing girl who had just been praised by everyone with the dark brown eyes!