Later, when the East revealed that the Dark King who appeared in the liberty temple was the Ancient King, everyone was even more confused.
What was the Ancient King, who governed the Eastern Undead Empire, doing appearing in the liberty temple for no reason?
He even specifically killed the Red Cardinals of the Black Vatican and took the life of the liberty temple's Hall Master along the way.
Regarding this, Plant, one of the candidates for the next Hall Master of the liberty temple, stepped forward and stated:
"The Ancient King's eradication of the Black Vatican's members in the East, as well as our country's Red Cardinals, the God Listener Leng Jue, and numerous other members from the world, is entirely on the side of humanity."
"As for DB's Death, that was not the Ancient King's fault. It was merely that old fellow DB had lived too long and rapidly aged after seeing the Death ruler."
These remarks caused a huge uproar internationally.
Turning to the other side, Jiang Yuan had quietly returned to the hotel where the National College Team was staying.
He had successfully obtained the list that Leng Jue possessed.
However, members from M Nation only accounted for forty percent of the list; most of them were abroad.
Fortunately, the Twisted Undead had reached complete saturation after devouring these Black Vatican members in M Nation.
Its soul and body had both reached the absolute limit of the Commander-level. If it were to devour any more Black Vatican members, it would not only yield no benefits but would also bring considerable harm.
The remaining Black Vatican members on the list would have to wait until the Twisted Undead advanced to the Monarch-level before being devoured.
The trip to M Nation was now completely over.
Early the next morning, the China National Team departed for their next destination.
The instructors arranged a luxurious cruise ship as transportation to the next training location, in reward for the China National Team's performance at the M Nation National Pavilion.
The sea was still azure, with an unfathomable abyss beneath it, whose full extent humanity still could not comprehend.
The weather was pleasant, with a few scattered white clouds in the clean, washed sky.
Everyone lay on the deck of the luxurious cruise ship, sipping juice and enjoying the sea breeze, feeling utterly at ease.
Besides the China National Team, there were many other tourists on the ship.
On the deck, there were only the male members of the National College Team, and of the three substitute members, only two remained.
Lu Yilin was nowhere to be found.
He still hadn't returned to the team when the China National Team departed.
So, Jiang Yuan directly sent a message to the instructors, stating that Lu Yilin had voluntarily withdrawn from the team.
No one paid much attention to this, casting Lu Yilin to the back of their minds.
Who cared where he went? He was just a fool.
"This is so refreshing and enjoyable! This kind of training is exactly what I imagined!" Mo Fan took a big gulp of iced juice and exclaimed comfortably.
"Why don't we have the cruise ship stop by that small island over there and go sunbathe on the beach?" Zhao Manyan suggested, pointing to a faintly visible small island in the distance.
"You wish. This cruise ship doesn't only serve us; there are other people on board," Guan Yu said.
"Alright, alright, fine." Zhao Manyan unenthusiastically rolled over and looked at the beauties in the pool on the other side of the deck.
Their sexy figures, long white legs, and ample...
He was practically drooling just thinking about it!
Unfortunately, none of these bikini beauties could compare to Jiang Shaoxu and the others.
Jiang Shaoxu and the others were all inside the ship, busy with who knows what, and weren't coming out to the deck to cool off, which was truly disappointing.
"Old Jiang, have the instructors mentioned any new training missions recently?" Mo Fan asked.
Jiang Yuan nodded: "The instructors just called me yesterday. A National Training Hall team is trapped in the Sahara Desert, and the Cape of Good Hope Magic Fortress has requested our China National Team to go there to rescue them."
"" Everyone looked over upon hearing this.
The Sahara Desert was one of the most dangerous places in the world.
Going there to rescue people, what was that if not seeking Death?
"I refused. Once the ship docks, we'll go directly to Egypt," Jiang Yuan said with a smile.
Everyone relaxed.
In the original timeline, the instructors' rule was voluntary rescue, and those who didn't go wouldn't be eligible to participate in the next allocation of training resources, which forced the National College Team to go.
Now, Jiang Yuan felt there was no need to go, and the instructors immediately stopped pressing the issue, valuing his opinions highly.
"Then what's our training mission when we get to Egypt?" Mo Fan continued to ask.
"They haven't said yet," Jiang Yuan replied.
"I heard that the Egyptian undead have been restless lately, and there are battles with the undead in many places. Will our training be related to the undead?" Guan Yu asked, recalling international discussions.
"It should be. In Egypt, anything that can be called training can only be related to the undead," Jiang Yuan nodded.
"You foreigners have no reverence for the Egyptian undead, you will be cursed by mummies." At this moment, a middle-aged Egyptian man next to them couldn't help but lecture.
"The undead have killed so many people in your Egypt, and you still revere them?" Mo Fan retorted angrily.
Being afraid of the undead was one thing.
But revering the undead? What the hell was that?
"You foreigners simply don't understand how terrifying our Egyptian undead are!" the middle-aged Egyptian man said angrily.
"Can the Egyptian undead be as terrifying as our Eastern undead?" Mo Fan countered.
As soon as the Eastern undead were mentioned, the middle-aged Egyptian man's attitude visibly changed.
A hint of envy appeared in his eyes: "Your Eastern undead are ruled by the Ancient King, and they never invade the land of the living. You wouldn't know how crazy the undead can be when facing the living."
"We in Egypt live under the Death rule of the Egyptian undead at all times. From childhood, there's been a legend about revering the undead, otherwise, you'll be cursed by mummies. I once saw an undead siege, and that's a sight I'll never forget!"
By the end of his words, the middle-aged Egyptian man's eyes were filled with fear, clearly recalling a terrifying memory.
"The Ancient King's reputation has reached Egypt?" Mo Fan asked in surprise.
"More than that," Guan Yu said, "You might even find the Only Underworld King Cult, which worships the Ancient King, in Egypt."
"" Jiang Yuan calmly sipped his juice.
He hadn't expected that the Ancient King's alias had quite a few supporters.
"Sigh, if only the Ancient King could rule our Egyptian undead, then we wouldn't have to fear being killed by the undead every day," the middle-aged Egyptian man sighed.
After learning that the group of Asians in front of him were Chinese, the middle-aged Egyptian man kept asking about the Ancient King's various deeds.
Mo Fan and the others naturally elaborated on the Ancient King's various achievements, adding their own embellishments.
The middle-aged Egyptian man became even more devoted to the Ancient King after hearing them, constantly muttering, "This is truly the Only Underworld King."
Just as they were chatting enthusiastically, the sea suddenly churned with waves despite there being no wind, and they grew increasingly violent.
A massive black shadow emerged from beneath the surface of the sea