The speed of the off-road vehicle decreased significantly, and the old magician finally came to his senses, and he trembled and threw the plastic bag containing vomit in his hand out of the car window, and then he said weakly.

"We magicians mainly cultivate the soul rather than the body! The body of a Level 1 magician like me is not much different from that of ordinary people. ”

Zhao Tian was a little helpless, at the current speed, when he arrived in Ankara Town, I am afraid that it would be close to evening, and there would be too much delay.

"If you can't do it, just go in at night!

Zhao Tian secretly said in his heart, although it would be dangerous to enter the Death Desert at night, and the stills God knew that the Death Desert at night would become more and more weird and terrifying, but he still had a certain confidence in his strength.

He felt that with his own strength, at least his life would not be in danger.

"The driving speed is too slow, let's change the way!" Zhao Tian said suddenly.

Chirping!

With a sharp sound of brakes, the off-road vehicle driving at high speed on the dilapidated road suddenly stopped.

Immediately, a young man in black and an old man with a white beard in a mage robe got out of the car one after another.

The black-clothed young man shot like lightning, and instantly picked up the thin old man of the magician, and his body turned into an afterimage and disappeared in place, leaving only an empty off-road vehicle in place.

A frustrated shout came faintly from the front of the road, farther and farther away, and soon vanished.

"I'm going to raise the price! at least 20 pieces, let me go..."

The buildings are very weird, with an ancient atmosphere, although they are completely different, but Zhao Tian naturally thought of the pyramids at first sight.

The town is not large, with only twenty or thirty inhabitants, and sits on the edge of the Desert of Death.

Zhao Tian and the old magician finally arrived at their destination when the sun began to turn west, and they hurried at full speed along the way, and with a person, Zhao Tian was a little tired.

"You magicians should be in Europe, how do you know so much about the situation in Egypt?" Walking on the only street in the town, it was very deserted, Zhao Tian asked the magician walking beside him curiously.

The magician walking beside him was still a little shaky, as if he was going to fall down at any moment, and he obviously hadn't recovered yet.

"Zhao Tian, you must promise that you will not do this next time, otherwise I will not do it as much as you give Tolstoy!" After a short time of getting along, the old man Tolstoy also confirmed that the young man from the East who hired him was not bad-tempered, and he was quite gentle, but not as restrained as he was at the beginning.

Old man Tolstoy looked into the distance, where the land was clearly different from the surroundings, the original yellow-brown gravel and gravel suddenly turned black and brown there, and the more that black spread deeper into the desert, the darker it became, which made people feel particularly strange.

"If you don't fight hard, you can really only wait for old age to die!" sighed in his heart, the magician Tolstoy could only hope that the young man next to him could really protect his own safety and finally come out of the desert of death alive.

"I'm really European, but I learned magic in Africa, so I know a lot about some special places here. Tolstoy pressed the worry in his heart and answered Zhao Tian's previous question.

"No wonder!" Hearing Tolstoy's detailed explanation, Zhao Tian had a feeling of sudden realization, and he could only secretly marvel at the strength of that organization!

He had thought it strange before, this place was obviously in the hinterland of Africa, far away from Huaxia and Europe, and the transportation was inconvenient now, so Zhao Tian basically didn't see other transcendent martial artists from Huaxia.

However, there are a large number of Western faces here, such as werewolves, vampires, magicians... It is one of the extraordinary professions in the ancient legends of Europe, but it is almost all over this land!

"The Bright Holy See is really domineering!" Zhao Tian exclaimed.

According to Tolstoy, before the ancient times, the transcendent profession of magician did indeed belong to the transcendent inheritance system of Europe.

Magicians are all over the land of Europe, studying the mysteries of magic, constantly strengthening their souls, and for countless years, there have been many archmages who can destroy the world and destroy the world, comparable to gods and demons!

However, one day, all the strong magicians disappeared and never appeared again, no! to be precise, all the strong enough to stand side by side with the gods on the entire planet disappeared, and never appeared again.

There are a few exceptions, however, and some of the oldest transcendent lineages are still incredibly powerful, including the Holy See of Light.

After that, the Holy See of Light began to expand greatly, showing incomparably powerful power, sweeping almost all the transcendent lineages on the European continent and occupying the whole of Europe.

The original transcendent heritage of Europe had to be left one after another, and other major roads were relocated, such as the druids who moved to South America, and the berserkers who moved to Siberia.

However, since Africa does not have overly powerful transcendent organizations, more than seventy percent of those transcendental lineages that have fled Europe have chosen the continent of Africa.

So it's actually normal for magicians, dwarves, elves, vampires, etc. to appear here, like Tolstoy, who has lived in Egypt for more than 50 years, and knows a lot about the Desert of Death.

"Why did the Bright Sect stop expanding again in the end?" Zhao Tian wondered.

"Of course they don't want to stop, it's just that they have hit the iron plate, and the losses are too great after a few terrifying battles, and they are just powerless for us who have fled from the transcendent inheritance!"

Tolstoy sneered, with mockery, and it was obvious that there was a lot of hostility towards the Holy See of Light.

Zhao Tian also wanted to continue to ask, he was very interested in the transcendent inheritance that could fight the Bright Sect that had suffered heavy losses.

"Two outsiders, get out of here quickly, outsiders are not welcome here!" an old voice interrupted the conversation.

Zhao Tian and Tolstoy happened to stop in front of a house to talk, but the door suddenly opened with a creak, and an old man wrapped in a black turban and a sharp tip said to the two with an expressionless face.

Zhao Tianzheng looked at the old man who suddenly appeared, but Tolstoy's subtle but clear voice came from his ears: "It is said that the people in this town are the real descendants of the ancient Egyptians, and this town is very strange to the transcendent! ”

No matter how Zhao Tian observed, the expressionless old man in front of him was very ordinary and ordinary, but Zhao Tian inexplicably had a feeling of panic, it was too weird!

"I have no ill intentions!" Zhao Tian said with a smile, expressing his kindness.

"May I ask if the old man has seen these two people?" Zhao Tian hurriedly explained the purpose of his coming here, and took out the photos of his parents and put them in front of the old man.

The weird old man was expressionless, glanced at the photo in Zhao Tian's hand, stretched out his palm as dry as tree bark and pointed at a piece of black-brown land at the end of the street, and said indifferently.

"I've been here for more than half a month, and I've already been in. ”

There seemed to be a kind of coldness behind him, Zhao Tian's hairs stood up all over his body, and the feeling of being frightened became stronger and stronger, and when he heard the news of his parents, he didn't want to stay longer for a moment, so he quickly said goodbye and left.

The old man was still expressionless, his eyes were like stagnant water, like a moving corpse, and he watched indifferently as the figures of Zhao Tian and the two disappeared into the depths of the black-brown desert.