Chapter 14 Panicked Surprised Surprised

"Interstellar Mage Walk ()"

"1, 2, 3...176...289..." Seeing the number of scavengers gradually approaching the 300 mark, Yan An suddenly noticed something, and whispered, "Picking up The intervals between arrivals to the distressed tourists are getting shorter and shorter, and the pattern is becoming more and more obvious, which probably means that some kind of symptom appears."

The crowds who fell into the swamp at different times are being quickly gathered together in a certain way.

"You just found out?"

When Mo Ye responded, the scorching flames released and devoured the lying corpse, and the ashes fell into the black vial in her hand.

Such a small black bottle of ashes was stored in Mo Ye's pocket, and there were dozens of them in his pocket. He never expected that this trip would expand the business territory of Ye Yan Luo Explorer Group to the funeral industry.

In the past few days, almost every hour or so, you can meet a few unlucky ones who are alone. The lucky ones are half-dead, and most of them are so cold that the scavengers pull out the remains of victims from the mud from time to time .

In many cases, only a skeleton remains.

Adhering to the spirit of humanitarianism, no matter whether people floated in the mud, whether they were panting or not, Mo Ye came to them and dealt with them smoothly, and provided one-stop service for rescue, collection and cremation along the way.

This scene had a great impact on the tourists in distress, and made the improvised scavengers flustered for a while.

"Move, move, don't panic if you have work in hand, and don't stop salvaging." Yan An methodically turned on the encouragement and comfort mode.

Under his encouragement, everyone gradually transitioned from panic to rejoicing.

After all, it is lucky to be alive at this moment.

Someone in the crowd sighed, "We all survived landslides and landslides. Maybe we can make a fortune and leave. There is nothing to be afraid of."

This statement was immediately echoed by other people, "Yes, yes, yes, there will definitely be a way out."

"With explorers taking the lead, what are we afraid of?"

"That is, compared with other people, it can be regarded as full of luck points."

Such a voice quickly resonated with everyone.

Mo Ye was very relieved to feel the ups and downs of everyone's roller coaster-like mental fluctuations. The self-comforting ability of the big guys is quite strong.

Among the alien tourists who soon reinvigorated and devoted themselves to the salvage business, the sad-faced Joffrey seemed out of place.

What's the situation in the Great Rift Valley now, are the people okay? Joffrey has too many doubts and worries in his heart, and he can't hide his anxiety. His initial self-confidence has already been scattered when he fell into the shell. He can't understand how other people can take it for granted. The road is underfoot.

"Can you really go out?"

"able."

Mo Ye's sudden affirmative answer made Joffrey stunned for a moment before he realized that he had unconsciously asked the doubt in his heart.

"Your clan really don't know anything about the existence of this swamp space?"

"No... I don't know." Joffrey shook his head instinctively in denial, so nervous that the gill lines on both sides of his cheeks opened and closed rapidly.

Facing the visibly panicked guide, Mo Ye reminded lightly, "Don't be nervous, do you still remember that there is an employment relationship between us?"

"Eh?"

"Don't worry, we are a team with great professional ethics." Now that we have accepted the task, we will naturally have a beginning and an end.

Joffrey thought about it seriously for a while, but couldn't think of anything, cold sweat slowly seeped down his back, "No...no, our tribe has never heard of this place."

He is still in a state of shock and panic.

"Oh." Mo Ye didn't say whether he believed it or not.

"I really don't know about the many disappearances that have happened recently."

Joffrey was a little overwhelmed. He was originally in charge of guiding, but now he didn't even know where the road was. As an authentic Haisa native, his world view was greatly impacted several times in just a few days.

"Don't think too much, she just asked casually." Yan An smiled, "There must be a way out, but I haven't found it yet."

Yeah?

day to day,

When will the exit be found?

Another night passed, and the misty sky showed a faint halo.

The large troops packed up their camps and moved on.

The fog above the endless swamp is lingering, but the echo gradually weakens with the thickening fog, if there is nothing.

Mo Ye was used to the constant echoes and devastation day and night, but the sudden silence made people a little confused.

Yan An glanced at Mo Ye, and asked softly, "Do you think it's a little too quiet?"

Mo Ye nodded, "It's about the calm before the storm."

"Is the destination coming?"

As soon as Yan An finished speaking, his eyes suddenly widened, his neck slightly raised, and his body unconsciously leaned back tactically.

At the same time, exclamations erupted one after another from the scavengers.

"Look!"

"what is that?"

"Sea waves?"

More than two hundred people looked up into the distance in unison, and the exclamation was intertwined.

"There are also in the back!"

The mist rises, layer upon layer, like a wave of undulating sea of ​​clouds rolling and advancing in the same direction from all directions, quickly filling the entire sky, and the Naluo Swamp is firmly shrouded in it.

After a while, a town surrounded by towering trees loomed in the mid-air in the tumbling sea of ​​clouds, and magnificent and exquisite buildings suddenly appeared in everyone's sight.

"City, there is a city ahead!"

"Is this a mirage?"

After a brief exclamation, before everyone could feel the surprise, a voice from someone who did not know pierced the signs of their beautiful fantasy.

Aren't the city vistas that suddenly appear in mid-air while walking are mirages?

Mo Ye stood calmly on the spot, quietly observing the air city in the tumbling sea of ​​clouds not far away, and keenly sensed that the space node that was moving slowly stopped suddenly.

Looks like the shift is almost over.

"Is this a real city or a phantom?"

"Really..." Hearing Yan An's muttering, Mo Ye frowned subconsciously, "It's strange"

Yan An let out a long breath when he heard the words, "It's really a mirage." His tone was rather regrettable.

"It's not a mirage." After a pause of two seconds, he continued, "It's a painting."

Yan An was dumbfounded, with a look of 'Are you kidding me? ’ expression.

Mo Ye quietly looked at the city in the air for a while, and said affirmatively, "This is a three-dimensional picture drawn by magic power."

It looked no different from the real one, but Mo Ye didn't dare to guarantee what he would encounter when he walked in.

Surrounded by calm but abundant magic fluctuations, this is a picture scroll and a magic array map.

The sea of ​​clouds is still churning, and the scene of the city in the sky is changing rapidly, as if the fast play button has been pressed, changing and changing like a shadow every minute and every second.

Everyone just stood there, neither walking nor retreating.

From primitive rock houses, wooden houses on the mountain to high-rise buildings and then to castles in the air, the ever-changing scenery records the civilization process of an ethnic group, and the situation is changing.

The style is very flamboyant and looks extremely bluffing, Mo Ye curled up the corners of his mouth, this sense of familiarity is really spontaneous and kind.