Full-Time Magister: What kind of demonic tree is this? It's clearly a sacred tree!

Chapter 129 Mirage

A mirage is an illusion; even if it truly exists, it is definitely not in a place that we can see with our own eyes.

So why would something that looks like a giant refracting slide have such a significant impact on this Egyptian city, prompting the world to issue an aid order?

The city of Pushini is teeming with wounded soldiers, and mages from different factions frequently come and go from it, making it look like a city of war.

It bears some resemblance to the East Coast City of Japan back then. The question is, how could a phantom created by light cause such turmoil in so many cities of Apte?

"That's right. The spirits of the dead in Egypt are indeed somewhat different from those in our ancient capital. The main difference lies in their range of activity."

"The spirits of our ancient capital appear at night, gathering wherever death is most intense, while the spirits of Egypt always surround the pyramids."

"The pyramids are the tombs of the pharaohs of ancient Egypt. The pharaohs were actually extremely powerful slave owners in the slave era, equivalent to a lord who held the power of life and death over everyone."

"These pharaohs were so powerful that even in death they had countless people guarding them, so they made their tombs and pyramids the center of a curse."

"May all those who were buried with them and those who died nearby be reborn and must forever guard around their tombs and pyramids."

Xin Xia spoke earnestly to everyone, and Mo Fan listened attentively, while at the same time, she couldn't help but make some comparisons in her mind.

The spirits of the dead in the ancient capital are said to be reborn and transformed after death because of the lingering death energy. This is closely related to Qin King Ying Zheng's search for immortality. His so-called immortality meant rejecting sunlight and living in darkness forever!

The undead in Egypt seem to originate from curse magic, which was also created by the Egyptian pharaohs. They derived the undead magic from curse magic, which perfectly overlaps with the immortality magic of Qin King Ying Zheng.

It takes two to tango. It's likely that the necromancy system was officially included in the orthodox magic system because the two brilliant ancient civilizations of China and Egypt jointly created necromancy. Otherwise, the necromancy system would probably still be listed as a forbidden art.

"So, the spirits of the Egyptian dead only roam within the area surrounding the pyramids? That's actually quite good. As long as cities are built outside the pyramid territory, they can basically keep to themselves and avoid conflict with these Egyptian spirits!"

Mo Fan said, "Yes, that's how Egypt has always done it. Especially in modern times, all the cities have moved out of the pyramid territory. Normally, the residents of Egypt are not bothered by the spirits of the dead. However, many ancient families and old hunters occasionally break into the pyramid territory to search for the treasures left behind by the pharaohs."

"Everyone firmly believes that the pyramids are filled with treasures, and if even one or two pieces could be retrieved, they would be priceless. After all, the ancient pharaohs created the cursed and undead systems—they must have possessed treasures containing immense power."

Xin Xia said, "Oh? A treasure!" Mo Fan immediately thought of the Earthly Sacred Spring and said.

Zhang Chen also considered this point, but since it was just a phantom of the pyramid, he returned to the main topic: "Then what does this have to do with mirages?"

"The pyramids are cities of the dead, and cities are habitats for the living. As long as they are not deliberately disturbed, they will not cause any harm. However, nature cannot allow the pyramids and cities to remain peaceful forever."

"Doesn't a mirage make something that's in one place appear in another?" Xin Xia asked. "But isn't that a mirage?" Mo Fan replied. "The dead don't think so!"

"These undead are as stupid as ever!" Zhang Chen said, rubbing his forehead. "Generally, the area within a hundred kilometers of a pyramid belongs to the undead's territory. In other words, in the eyes of those undead, we humans have invaded their territory. What's most intolerable is that we actually built a city on their territory. They won't rest until they destroy this city and kill all the humans!" Xin Xia said that the world is vast and full of wonders, but as Xin Xia said before, it's impossible for God to allow a group of dead people and a group of living people to coexist peacefully in the same country.

The phenomenon of mirages was the trigger for everything. The dead were furious that these ungrateful humans had invaded their territory, and the living were even more furious that these dead dared to cause trouble in their city!

"Once a mirage appears, it basically means that a war between the living and the dead has broken out, and mirages usually last for quite a long time. It's not so bad if it's just a pyramid being refracted nearby."

"If several stone towers appear as a mirage in a relatively close location, then that city will disappear from the Earth within a few days. Throughout its long history, Egypt has lost quite a few cities due to mirages."

"Furthermore, it depends on what kind of pyramid it is. For ordinary pyramids, the guards can usually suppress the disturbances, and with the help of aid from other countries, the situation can usually be quelled. But if it's a large pyramid—that's equivalent to a large tribe—then it's terrifying!"

Xin Xia said with a touch of compassion, "Mo Fan clearly wanted to ask something more, but just then, several rescue workers, covered in sweat, carried in five wounded people. As soon as they put down the stretcher, one of them said, "Miss Xin Xia, a man whose abdomen has been clawed open has been brought here. Please, you must save him. He was like this because he was trying to distract the dead servants for us."

The others quickly added, "Please, you must save them—"

When they looked over, they saw a man in his thirties bleeding profusely, looking like he could die at any moment. The others, though not as badly injured as him, were not much better off, missing limbs or other injuries.

"Hmm!" Xin Xia said, and then the group of rescuers went out. "Let me see how the healing at the Parthenon Temple differs from my healing?" Zhang Chen laughed. "Why don't you two have a competition? I also want to see how the healing magic at the Parthenon Temple differs from Zhang Chen's!" Nan Rongni suggested. Xin Xia looked at Zhang Chen, "Okay."

Nan Rongni immediately moved forward, because she had left one of her own to see which was stronger, Zhang Chen's healing magic or the healing magic of the Parthenon.

Then the constellation Aquarius appeared around them, and Zhang Chen waited for Xin Xia to draw the constellation.

Then, the treasure bottles beside the two tilted together, releasing milky-white life essence, and the injuries on the five people lying on the stretchers visibly healed.

Zhang Chen's treatment seemed to have improved people's spirits considerably. After their bodies were fully healed, their complexions gradually became rosy, and they fell into a deep sleep. Presumably, all the pain and troubles would disappear when they woke up.