Mai Xuan frowned, his eyes wandering among the soldiers' uniforms, trying to find the answer.
"Dressed in ancient Egyptian clothing, have we traveled through time and space and become witnesses of history? But how is this possible..."
Yunyang's gaze was even deeper. He stared at the details of the soldiers' uniforms and whispered to himself.
"Egypt thousands of years ago?"
Is this the glorious yet bloody beginning of human history?
Gao Chen's doubts were more direct.
"What is our form of existence? Is it our soul leaving our body, or is our body imprisoned in this invisible cage by some force?"
"Or are our bodies still sleeping at the bottom of the sea?"
Will he drown?
Feng Feng was also lost in thought at this moment.
"To be able to create such a realistic illusion and seal our cultivation requires extraordinary power, which can only be achieved by legendary artifacts. But..."
They are just after the artifacts of the Christian Church.
But why does the Christian Church have a relationship with Egypt?
Tanai, the only person dressed as a wizard in the team, looked a little embarrassed at the moment because of the unbearable heat.
There was a hint of teasing and confusion in his words.
"How interesting! Why would a Christian artifact appear in an ancient Egyptian setting? Is there a deeper secret hidden behind this?"
"Is it really not the work of the Egyptian Pharaoh's scepter?"
His gaze turned to Watt in the team.
The old man from the Christian Church, the current Pope, now had a gloomy expression on his face.
He chose to remain silent in response to Tanai's provocation.
He turned and left, leaving only a cold word echoing in the air.
"This is a sacred object of our church. Its power and purpose are beyond the reach of outsiders!"
Although Walter's voice was soft, it carried unquestionable power and echoed in the empty square.
Every word was like a heavy hammer, striking the hearts of everyone present.
This world seems to be shrouded in a mysterious veil, making it difficult to distinguish the boundary between reality and illusion.
Watt's seemingly old steps contain amazing explosive power.
He is like an enraged lion, and even at his old age, he can still gallop across the desert.
In the blink of an eye, they passed through the heavy city gate and stepped into the vibrant oasis, leaving behind a series of jaw-dropping footprints.
The other six people, even though they were young and strong, could not even begin to catch up with him. They could only stare at the figure that was moving further and further away and look at each other in bewilderment.
Yunyang stroked his chin gently, his eyes gleaming with thought.
"Walter's attitude clearly hides a secret we don't know. He chose to remain silent, perhaps because the secret is too heavy, or... out of some kind of protection?"
Upon hearing this, Jin Shile's lips curled up into an uninhibited smile.
"Secret? Humph, what in this world can't we hermits dig up?"
"If he doesn't tell us, we'll find the answer ourselves!"
His words revealed a stubborn determination to refuse to admit defeat.
Everyone's eyes turned to Tanai at the same time.
This partner who has always fought side by side with Walter now seems a little isolated and helpless.
Tanai shrugged, a helpless smile on his face.
"Don't look at me. My cooperation with Walter is based on a common goal."
"Since the target is now closely linked to the artifact, and he has chosen to act alone, our cooperation naturally comes to an end."
"As for acting alone, I'm not interested in that. It's safer to fight as a team."
It means I want to stay.
Hearing this, Feng Feng curled up the corner of his mouth into a meaningful smile.
"Tanai, your stance really changes as fast as lightning."
Although it is a joke, it also contains some keen insight into the changes in the current situation.
Yunyang looked around and finally made a decision.
“Today, we are in uncharted territory and facing unprecedented challenges.”
“Instead of fighting alone, it is better to follow this team of ancient Egyptian soldiers. Perhaps we can find more clues and clues from them.”
"After all, we are unfamiliar with the place, and unity is our most powerful weapon."
In the boundless golden desert, the scorching sun poured down like molten gold, coating every inch of sand with a layer of dazzling brilliance.
Six figures, like travelers forgotten in the long river of time, stood silently in this desolate land.
Their eyes pierced through the scorching air and were fixed on a tragic scene not far away.
I saw a small group of soldiers, about twenty people, digging in the hot sand, sweating profusely.
Each stroke seems to be in silent resistance with the earth.
As they continued to wave the crude tools in their hands, one skinny, ragged slave after another was dragged out of the sand pit.
The total number was close to forty.
These slaves seemed like the cursed souls in ancient legends. Their eyes had lost their original light, leaving only emptiness and despair.
Among them, seven unfortunate souls have closed their eyes forever.
Their bodies were stiff, and the expressions on their faces were frozen into the final pain and unwillingness of their lives.
The condition of those slaves who were still alive was even more miserable.
The wounds were mottled and bloodstained, like a tattered flag swaying in the wind in the desert, ready to fall at any time.
But he was still roughly lifted up by the ruthless soldiers.
They treated them like inanimate goods, ignoring their groans and pleas, and only cared about driving them towards the distant oasis.
The slaves' faces no longer showed the emotional fluctuations that humans should have.
Instead, there is a heart-wrenching numbness and emptiness.
They seemed so powerless even to make the most basic moans, as if even their voices had been deprived by this cruel reality.
There was no anger or resistance in their eyes, only endless obedience and despair.
Just like a beast of burden that has been completely tamed by fate, it can only move its heavy steps mechanically, heading towards an unknown destiny.
Jin Shile, one of the six people, looked at this scene and felt an indescribable shock and grief in his heart.
He whispered to himself, his voice was soft but revealed his incomparable determination.
"I am increasingly convinced that this is indeed a dark period of history from thousands of years ago."
Such a scene is so real and yet so inhumane.
It could only exist in that era when civilization was not yet developed and human nature was not yet awakened!
…
In that vast and scorching desert, time seemed to be stretched by the scorching sun.
Every second cuts through their skin and will like a knife.
Finally, after experiencing seemingly endless torment and struggle.
A touch of green, like a beacon of hope, suddenly appeared before the exhausted slaves' eyes.
——That is an oasis, an oasis of life.
It lies quietly in the distance, like the gentlest comfort in the desert.
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