Chapter 2867

On the westernmost side of the city, Philip found a mountain gate that looked vague and mysterious. When Philip and the others landed, they finally had a good feel of the environment here. A dry wave of heat rushed over them, and the sunlight burned their skin. They were surrounded by loess and ruins. It was as if a great war had happened here. There were four entrances and exits in the city. Philip and his gang landed on the small apron outside the east gate. After they landed, a local tour guide approached and asked in a local accent, “Hello, everyone, are you here for a holiday or to participate in the Mystic City Competition?” Philip glanced sideways at Fennel, who said with a smile, “Holiday.” The tour guide immediately said cheerfully, “My name is Doggo. I’ll bring you into the city for a rest.” Philip glanced around. Many groups of people were dressed up like they were here for business and seemed to be discussing with other tour guides too. “Sure,” Philip re