Outside the Sahara.
The air is golden like the ocean and as night falls, it cools down rapidly.
Mo Fan hid in a simple tent. Although he was physically strong and did not feel the coldness very much, his heart was a little cold.
At least in his previous life he had a team to accompany him and he could just play poker with them. But now he was all alone in this desert.
The point is that he didn't know why he was teleported here.
In the communicator.
Mo Fan looked at the chat messages one by one and sighed silently, "I guess you are all worried about me."
While shaking his head, one of his hands grabbed the sand, and the coolness spread to his fingers, but at the same time, his hand seemed to hit something.
Mo Fan took a closer look.
It looks like a semicircular shape and is very large.
And this material seemed very similar to what he had encountered before.
Mo Fan was stunned. "Why is this thing here?"
Isn’t this semicircular bowl-shaped object the place where stalactite liquid is stored?
He was curious about where the bowl-shaped object had gone, and ended up running here.
After hesitating for a moment, Mo Fan tried to pull the bowl out completely. However, when he reached under the bottom of the bowl, his cell phone suddenly rang.
Mo Fan was stunned for a moment.
Is there a signal?
There was a sound coming from the communicator, which proved that someone had sent him a text message.
Mo Fan opened the communicator and saw a string of messages from 99 friends, family, and lovers, all of whom were concerned about whether he was okay, what had happened, etc.
Inexplicably, Mo Fan felt warm in his heart.
Then, he picked out the one with 99 messages to let her know that he was safe.
It was obviously Lingling, and it was definitely a mass message, with some fancy technology involved. However, as soon as the message was sent, a red exclamation mark popped up next to it.
Mo Fan was surprised. What was going on?
The signal clearly appeared, why did it disappear again?
It's like being connected to WiFi and then suddenly being disconnected.
After much thought, Mo Fan reviewed this phase and finally set his target on the semicircular arc on the beach.
"The signal appears below it, that is to say"
Mo Fan bent down slightly and moved his phone closer to the semicircular object. Sure enough, the beeping sound came from the communicator again.
This time it was not a message, but a direct video call.
Seeing that it was Lingling calling, Mo Fan picked up the call.
The house is rather dark.
The computer screen was the only bright light in the room. Lingling's brows were tightly furrowed in front of the screen. Suddenly, she saw the call on the screen being answered, and her eyes lit up immediately.
Lingling swung her ponytail back and looked around. When she saw no one was around, she looked at the screen.
The screen was foggy and had a hint of snowflakes. This might be due to an unstable signal. And the blurry figure was clearly Mo Fan.
"Mo Fan, are you okay?" Lingling captured the screen. At the same time, Mo Fan's intermittent voice could be heard on the screen. "I'm fine. Just... just, zizizizi, I was teleported to... Desert."
Although she could hear Mo Fan's words intermittently, Lingling roughly understood what he meant. She knew the signal without Mo Fan telling her. The location was just outside the Sahara.
Moreover, it is a place where sandstorms often appear. Some people are lucky and can get out of it smoothly, while others are unlucky and may stay there for the rest of their lives.
Mo Fan was very bored, so he told everyone about his experience along the way.
Listening to the intermittent voice on the screen, Lingling suddenly said: "What did you say? You met Daven's team and killed people."
"Yeah, sizzle."
Lingling also shared his news with Mo Fan on the screen. After thinking for a while, he said, "Then I think I know what's going on. I'm afraid it's not Sha$%$ is his wife."
Lingling nodded, "By the way, do we need to tell others that you are alive?"
"Don't talk about it for now."
"By the way, can you help Zizizi to check something for me?"
Suddenly the picture flashed, and the crackling sound of snowflakes could no longer be connected to Mo Fan.
In front of the screen, Lingling called out a few times, "Mo Fan, Mo Fan, are you still there?"
There was no more answer on the screen.
Lingling frowned, and at the same time, there was a knock on the door.
Lingling said, "Come in." Mu Nujiao and Mu Ningxue came in one after another.
It can be seen that both women looked unhappy. Mu Nujiao seemed to have dark circles under her pretty face. Although Mu Ningxue did not show any obvious expression, it could be seen that he was still very worried about Mo Fan.
The two girls came to Lingling, and Lingling looked at them, "There is no news yet."
Lingling lied, her face looked a little unnatural, this big bastard
"Ok."
The tone was a little lonely, but Mu Nujiao still glanced at the screen. There was a screenshot mark in the lower right corner of the screen. The blurred version of this screenshot seemed a little familiar.
Suddenly she thought of something and her face became more cheerful. "Okay, if you have any clues, Lingling, you have to tell me."
After saying that, he pulled Mu Ningxue away.
After closing the door.
Mu Ningxue looked at Mu Nujiao and asked, "Today, they are going to see Mo Fan in person. What should we do?"
Although she changed the subject, it was obvious that she really wanted to know Mo Fan's whereabouts.
Mu Nujiao seemed to be thinking about the unclear screenshot on the screen. When she heard Mu Ningxue's question, she glanced at her and said, "Don't worry, there will be a way."
Tino Sea, Hunter Alliance.
President's meeting room.
"What? What did you say? Mo Fan's signal appeared. Where is it?"
The men whispered something, and the faces of the various guild leaders frowned.
"How is that possible? It goes against the principles of natural magic."
"What kind of high-energy teleportation formation can transport him to half the sea."
Another president said with a smile: "This further proves that this relic is unusual. We must keep it in our hands."
Although this sea area is a public sea area with no owner, the unearthed relics will naturally be obtained by those with greater strength. However, since this relic belongs to the Western Sea, it is too far away from Huaxu in the Eastern Sea.
Otherwise, maybe someone would come to support them. Perhaps the ruins were not so big that they were willing to pay the price. If the news of the transfer got out, maybe those people in the East China Sea would not be able to sit still.
"Don't let the news leak out. Send people there quickly. Oh, and bring a few spiritual masters with you." said the old man Heshantian.
At the same time, the Supreme Conference of Dubai City, Atlanta.
All the elders attending the meeting unanimously decided to go to a certain place.
Another group of people decided to go to the Tino Sea.
Outside the Sahara.
Mo Fan didn't know that people from various major organizations had already noticed him and had sent powerful mages to him.
After he lost contact with Lingling, he never found any signal again.
“So magical.”
Mo Fan didn't understand the principles of magic anyway, so he could only think hard. The big bowl containing the stalactite liquid was like a pot that received signals. It must require energy to operate.
Is it possible?
Mo Fan dropped a drop of diluted stalactite liquid into the bowl, but the magical scene did not appear.
The communicator indeed received the signal.
Soon Lingling called again. Mo Fan pressed the red button and chose to hang up.
On the other side, Lingling had a question mark on her head.
After Mo Fan understood the principle, he took it back.
This matter is of great importance, so it is better not to let Lingling get involved.
At the same time, he used tools to lower the surrounding sand to an average level.
It was obvious that there was some magical fluctuation underneath. With curiosity and confusion, Mo Fan continued to explore.
This did not belong to any of the formations he had learned, or rather, this formation was so advanced that he could not understand it.
But there is a possibility that the appearance of this formation must have something to do with his traveling here.
Mo Fan also tried some attack magic, but it seemed that these attack magic had no effect on these formations.
Defensive magic was used, but it still had no effect. Destruction could not be achieved. In the end, Mo Fan used a drop of stalactite. Since they were both products of the ruins, there must be some connection between them.
After the formation absorbed the stalactite liquid, it could be seen that its overall light became even stronger.
There is an obvious crack in the middle area, which, if imagined from a macro perspective, is a door that is about to open.
It turned out to be the case.
The stalactite liquid seemed to be the key to unlocking the formation, but Mo Fan had no idea what was behind it.
Behind us is a vast sea of sand. The unknown underneath doesn't seem to be that important.
Mo Fan made up his mind and poured two more bottles.
At this moment, the area opened up by the formation was large enough to accommodate him entirely.
Go inside.
The open door at the back was immediately closed, and a whirlwind suddenly blew up in the sand above, and the originally concave sand began to become even and flat, as if nothing had ever happened here.
peripheral area.
"Old Dai, do you feel that there are suddenly a lot more people here?"
Davin looked around with his hawk-like eyes and did not act rashly. Could it be that someone had noticed his actions?
A leading super-class mage came up to him, took a look, and then said, "You just came out from the outer perimeter in front."
With a questioning tone, Daven suddenly clenched his fists and nodded slightly.
"Well, have you seen this person?" The super-class magician took out a portrait, which showed a young man's head.
Daven's clenched fists suddenly loosened, and he shook his head and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask. Just tell me if you have seen him."
Daven's face relaxed. As long as it wasn't that incident, it would be fine. So, he shook his head and said, "I haven't encountered any young people. I only met one middle-aged man."
This information was of no value, so their team turned around and left.
After the group of people left, the teammate came to Dave and asked, "Old Dave, where did these people come from?"
"I don't know. No, I have to go back and inform her."
"She might be discovered."
Inside the array.
Blue and white building, black ground.
Mo Fan looked around. Unlike the ruins he had visited before, this unknown area was more like an underground world.
More like a place that lived in the Sahara region in the early days.
A large amount of desert rock covers the city.
He accidentally touched the formation and entered a city.
It was like his first time going to Peru.
Ho ho ho!
Ho ho ho! Ho ho ho!
There was a sound like a monster's cry. Mo Fan looked around vigilantly. The ground suddenly shook and a crack suddenly appeared in one place. Under the crack, a hand suddenly crawled out, accompanied by a "ho ho ho" sound.
First, there was the ferocious palm, then the bony skeleton, and then the bloody head.
Empty eyes and sharp fangs.
All of this revealed a reality to Mo Fan, a monster similar to a human, more like a ghost, but he has flesh and blood, a skeleton, and bones.
It's more like a name described in science fiction, zombies.
Mo Fan guessed that this might be due to the influence of desertification in this area. Over a long period of time, a new type of monster had formed in this area.
He did not act rashly, but instead observed his surroundings to make sure that there was only this type of creature, or if there were other species lurking.
That kind of slowness, stupid, limping-like, didn't exist at all. Instead, it was more like the speed of a siren.
The moment its eyes met Mo Fan's, it bared its fangs, stretched out its ferocious fingers, and attacked Mo Fan.
The dream magic seemed to have no effect on him. Flames rose from Mo Fan’s body and he punched its hideous fingers.
The fingers broke one by one, leaving only the arm, but the arm was still attacking.
Mo Fan turned sideways and punched him on the head again. Combined with his warrior physique and his original flame, this punch was deadly enough.
boom!
The skeleton shattered and fell to the ground with a crackling sound, but the next second, it miraculously recovered, including the hand bones that had been injured before.
Mo Fan's eyes revealed a hint of surprise, and at the same time, 10 zombies appeared around him one after another.
They were extremely fast and arrived in front of Mo Fan in an instant.
Mo Fan bowed down.
With one punch, it sent two approaching zombies flying. The two zombies fell to the ground, and their skeletons scattered all over the ground. However, when it stood up, the skeletons became complete again.
From behind, two claws had already grabbed Mo Fan’s shoulders. Mo Fan pulled away and punched them with fierce fists. Dazzling flames exploded on their bodies, but just like before, the skeleton fell to the ground. After standing up, the skeleton was restored to its original state.
In front of Mo Fan, small words suddenly appeared on the big screen in the attic.
It didn't appear out of thin air, but more like it was typed out one by one.
[Challenge Starts_]
[Challenge starts_task, persist for 30 minutes]
[Challenge starts_mission, persist for 30 minutes, success: reward, failure: death]
The request appeared on the screen, not giving Mo Fan any time to react.
Mo Fan cursed in his mind.
at the same time.
outside world.
"It's been three days. I wonder if the captain is going out to have fun without telling me."
Tino City.
coffee shop.
Zhao Manyan was drinking coffee with two big circles on his head.
Jiang Yu looked at him and said, "You are really carefree. Do you know that recently many super-class mages dare to go to the Sahara? I don't know why."
Speaking of the desert, Zhao Manyan could not forget the hard days of the previous rescue mission.
"Who would have known? My brother even hired a team of mages to go there." (End of this chapter)
The air is golden like the ocean and as night falls, it cools down rapidly.
Mo Fan hid in a simple tent. Although he was physically strong and did not feel the coldness very much, his heart was a little cold.
At least in his previous life he had a team to accompany him and he could just play poker with them. But now he was all alone in this desert.
The point is that he didn't know why he was teleported here.
In the communicator.
Mo Fan looked at the chat messages one by one and sighed silently, "I guess you are all worried about me."
While shaking his head, one of his hands grabbed the sand, and the coolness spread to his fingers, but at the same time, his hand seemed to hit something.
Mo Fan took a closer look.
It looks like a semicircular shape and is very large.
And this material seemed very similar to what he had encountered before.
Mo Fan was stunned. "Why is this thing here?"
Isn’t this semicircular bowl-shaped object the place where stalactite liquid is stored?
He was curious about where the bowl-shaped object had gone, and ended up running here.
After hesitating for a moment, Mo Fan tried to pull the bowl out completely. However, when he reached under the bottom of the bowl, his cell phone suddenly rang.
Mo Fan was stunned for a moment.
Is there a signal?
There was a sound coming from the communicator, which proved that someone had sent him a text message.
Mo Fan opened the communicator and saw a string of messages from 99 friends, family, and lovers, all of whom were concerned about whether he was okay, what had happened, etc.
Inexplicably, Mo Fan felt warm in his heart.
Then, he picked out the one with 99 messages to let her know that he was safe.
It was obviously Lingling, and it was definitely a mass message, with some fancy technology involved. However, as soon as the message was sent, a red exclamation mark popped up next to it.
Mo Fan was surprised. What was going on?
The signal clearly appeared, why did it disappear again?
It's like being connected to WiFi and then suddenly being disconnected.
After much thought, Mo Fan reviewed this phase and finally set his target on the semicircular arc on the beach.
"The signal appears below it, that is to say"
Mo Fan bent down slightly and moved his phone closer to the semicircular object. Sure enough, the beeping sound came from the communicator again.
This time it was not a message, but a direct video call.
Seeing that it was Lingling calling, Mo Fan picked up the call.
The house is rather dark.
The computer screen was the only bright light in the room. Lingling's brows were tightly furrowed in front of the screen. Suddenly, she saw the call on the screen being answered, and her eyes lit up immediately.
Lingling swung her ponytail back and looked around. When she saw no one was around, she looked at the screen.
The screen was foggy and had a hint of snowflakes. This might be due to an unstable signal. And the blurry figure was clearly Mo Fan.
"Mo Fan, are you okay?" Lingling captured the screen. At the same time, Mo Fan's intermittent voice could be heard on the screen. "I'm fine. Just... just, zizizizi, I was teleported to... Desert."
Although she could hear Mo Fan's words intermittently, Lingling roughly understood what he meant. She knew the signal without Mo Fan telling her. The location was just outside the Sahara.
Moreover, it is a place where sandstorms often appear. Some people are lucky and can get out of it smoothly, while others are unlucky and may stay there for the rest of their lives.
Mo Fan was very bored, so he told everyone about his experience along the way.
Listening to the intermittent voice on the screen, Lingling suddenly said: "What did you say? You met Daven's team and killed people."
"Yeah, sizzle."
Lingling also shared his news with Mo Fan on the screen. After thinking for a while, he said, "Then I think I know what's going on. I'm afraid it's not Sha$%$ is his wife."
Lingling nodded, "By the way, do we need to tell others that you are alive?"
"Don't talk about it for now."
"By the way, can you help Zizizi to check something for me?"
Suddenly the picture flashed, and the crackling sound of snowflakes could no longer be connected to Mo Fan.
In front of the screen, Lingling called out a few times, "Mo Fan, Mo Fan, are you still there?"
There was no more answer on the screen.
Lingling frowned, and at the same time, there was a knock on the door.
Lingling said, "Come in." Mu Nujiao and Mu Ningxue came in one after another.
It can be seen that both women looked unhappy. Mu Nujiao seemed to have dark circles under her pretty face. Although Mu Ningxue did not show any obvious expression, it could be seen that he was still very worried about Mo Fan.
The two girls came to Lingling, and Lingling looked at them, "There is no news yet."
Lingling lied, her face looked a little unnatural, this big bastard
"Ok."
The tone was a little lonely, but Mu Nujiao still glanced at the screen. There was a screenshot mark in the lower right corner of the screen. The blurred version of this screenshot seemed a little familiar.
Suddenly she thought of something and her face became more cheerful. "Okay, if you have any clues, Lingling, you have to tell me."
After saying that, he pulled Mu Ningxue away.
After closing the door.
Mu Ningxue looked at Mu Nujiao and asked, "Today, they are going to see Mo Fan in person. What should we do?"
Although she changed the subject, it was obvious that she really wanted to know Mo Fan's whereabouts.
Mu Nujiao seemed to be thinking about the unclear screenshot on the screen. When she heard Mu Ningxue's question, she glanced at her and said, "Don't worry, there will be a way."
Tino Sea, Hunter Alliance.
President's meeting room.
"What? What did you say? Mo Fan's signal appeared. Where is it?"
The men whispered something, and the faces of the various guild leaders frowned.
"How is that possible? It goes against the principles of natural magic."
"What kind of high-energy teleportation formation can transport him to half the sea."
Another president said with a smile: "This further proves that this relic is unusual. We must keep it in our hands."
Although this sea area is a public sea area with no owner, the unearthed relics will naturally be obtained by those with greater strength. However, since this relic belongs to the Western Sea, it is too far away from Huaxu in the Eastern Sea.
Otherwise, maybe someone would come to support them. Perhaps the ruins were not so big that they were willing to pay the price. If the news of the transfer got out, maybe those people in the East China Sea would not be able to sit still.
"Don't let the news leak out. Send people there quickly. Oh, and bring a few spiritual masters with you." said the old man Heshantian.
At the same time, the Supreme Conference of Dubai City, Atlanta.
All the elders attending the meeting unanimously decided to go to a certain place.
Another group of people decided to go to the Tino Sea.
Outside the Sahara.
Mo Fan didn't know that people from various major organizations had already noticed him and had sent powerful mages to him.
After he lost contact with Lingling, he never found any signal again.
“So magical.”
Mo Fan didn't understand the principles of magic anyway, so he could only think hard. The big bowl containing the stalactite liquid was like a pot that received signals. It must require energy to operate.
Is it possible?
Mo Fan dropped a drop of diluted stalactite liquid into the bowl, but the magical scene did not appear.
The communicator indeed received the signal.
Soon Lingling called again. Mo Fan pressed the red button and chose to hang up.
On the other side, Lingling had a question mark on her head.
After Mo Fan understood the principle, he took it back.
This matter is of great importance, so it is better not to let Lingling get involved.
At the same time, he used tools to lower the surrounding sand to an average level.
It was obvious that there was some magical fluctuation underneath. With curiosity and confusion, Mo Fan continued to explore.
This did not belong to any of the formations he had learned, or rather, this formation was so advanced that he could not understand it.
But there is a possibility that the appearance of this formation must have something to do with his traveling here.
Mo Fan also tried some attack magic, but it seemed that these attack magic had no effect on these formations.
Defensive magic was used, but it still had no effect. Destruction could not be achieved. In the end, Mo Fan used a drop of stalactite. Since they were both products of the ruins, there must be some connection between them.
After the formation absorbed the stalactite liquid, it could be seen that its overall light became even stronger.
There is an obvious crack in the middle area, which, if imagined from a macro perspective, is a door that is about to open.
It turned out to be the case.
The stalactite liquid seemed to be the key to unlocking the formation, but Mo Fan had no idea what was behind it.
Behind us is a vast sea of sand. The unknown underneath doesn't seem to be that important.
Mo Fan made up his mind and poured two more bottles.
At this moment, the area opened up by the formation was large enough to accommodate him entirely.
Go inside.
The open door at the back was immediately closed, and a whirlwind suddenly blew up in the sand above, and the originally concave sand began to become even and flat, as if nothing had ever happened here.
peripheral area.
"Old Dai, do you feel that there are suddenly a lot more people here?"
Davin looked around with his hawk-like eyes and did not act rashly. Could it be that someone had noticed his actions?
A leading super-class mage came up to him, took a look, and then said, "You just came out from the outer perimeter in front."
With a questioning tone, Daven suddenly clenched his fists and nodded slightly.
"Well, have you seen this person?" The super-class magician took out a portrait, which showed a young man's head.
Daven's clenched fists suddenly loosened, and he shook his head and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask. Just tell me if you have seen him."
Daven's face relaxed. As long as it wasn't that incident, it would be fine. So, he shook his head and said, "I haven't encountered any young people. I only met one middle-aged man."
This information was of no value, so their team turned around and left.
After the group of people left, the teammate came to Dave and asked, "Old Dave, where did these people come from?"
"I don't know. No, I have to go back and inform her."
"She might be discovered."
Inside the array.
Blue and white building, black ground.
Mo Fan looked around. Unlike the ruins he had visited before, this unknown area was more like an underground world.
More like a place that lived in the Sahara region in the early days.
A large amount of desert rock covers the city.
He accidentally touched the formation and entered a city.
It was like his first time going to Peru.
Ho ho ho!
Ho ho ho! Ho ho ho!
There was a sound like a monster's cry. Mo Fan looked around vigilantly. The ground suddenly shook and a crack suddenly appeared in one place. Under the crack, a hand suddenly crawled out, accompanied by a "ho ho ho" sound.
First, there was the ferocious palm, then the bony skeleton, and then the bloody head.
Empty eyes and sharp fangs.
All of this revealed a reality to Mo Fan, a monster similar to a human, more like a ghost, but he has flesh and blood, a skeleton, and bones.
It's more like a name described in science fiction, zombies.
Mo Fan guessed that this might be due to the influence of desertification in this area. Over a long period of time, a new type of monster had formed in this area.
He did not act rashly, but instead observed his surroundings to make sure that there was only this type of creature, or if there were other species lurking.
That kind of slowness, stupid, limping-like, didn't exist at all. Instead, it was more like the speed of a siren.
The moment its eyes met Mo Fan's, it bared its fangs, stretched out its ferocious fingers, and attacked Mo Fan.
The dream magic seemed to have no effect on him. Flames rose from Mo Fan’s body and he punched its hideous fingers.
The fingers broke one by one, leaving only the arm, but the arm was still attacking.
Mo Fan turned sideways and punched him on the head again. Combined with his warrior physique and his original flame, this punch was deadly enough.
boom!
The skeleton shattered and fell to the ground with a crackling sound, but the next second, it miraculously recovered, including the hand bones that had been injured before.
Mo Fan's eyes revealed a hint of surprise, and at the same time, 10 zombies appeared around him one after another.
They were extremely fast and arrived in front of Mo Fan in an instant.
Mo Fan bowed down.
With one punch, it sent two approaching zombies flying. The two zombies fell to the ground, and their skeletons scattered all over the ground. However, when it stood up, the skeletons became complete again.
From behind, two claws had already grabbed Mo Fan’s shoulders. Mo Fan pulled away and punched them with fierce fists. Dazzling flames exploded on their bodies, but just like before, the skeleton fell to the ground. After standing up, the skeleton was restored to its original state.
In front of Mo Fan, small words suddenly appeared on the big screen in the attic.
It didn't appear out of thin air, but more like it was typed out one by one.
[Challenge Starts_]
[Challenge starts_task, persist for 30 minutes]
[Challenge starts_mission, persist for 30 minutes, success: reward, failure: death]
The request appeared on the screen, not giving Mo Fan any time to react.
Mo Fan cursed in his mind.
at the same time.
outside world.
"It's been three days. I wonder if the captain is going out to have fun without telling me."
Tino City.
coffee shop.
Zhao Manyan was drinking coffee with two big circles on his head.
Jiang Yu looked at him and said, "You are really carefree. Do you know that recently many super-class mages dare to go to the Sahara? I don't know why."
Speaking of the desert, Zhao Manyan could not forget the hard days of the previous rescue mission.
"Who would have known? My brother even hired a team of mages to go there." (End of this chapter)
