Chapter 47: Escape from Egypt

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He took the Black Book of the Dead from Zheng Zha, then looked at it carefully, noticed the mark on the cover, and said, "This black book has been recognized, and now you are the only one who can use it." It's a good thing, as long as you don't die, even if Immorton gets it, there's no way to use it. But that didn't stop me from reading and understanding what it contained. ”

While he asked O'Connor to quickly prepare to leave Cairo's supplies and vehicles, he looked through the Black Sutra of the Dead, and all kinds of strange syllables kept coming out of his mouth, and to Zheng Zhe's ears, at first he and Saito Yi had translated the bull's head and the horse's mouth, but later, it was almost similar to Saito's sound. At this time, Chen Ping had already turned to the last page.

"What a wonderful idea." Chen Ping exclaimed: "The spells in this are okay, what really amazes me is the structure of this book, the folding magic array. He knocked on the spine of the book and said: "This Necromancer Black Sutra is said to be a spell book, in fact, it gathers a huge compound magic circle, when you recite the spell, the spell will resonate with the corresponding part of the magic circle in this book, then you only need to input the energy that meets the requirements, and the corresponding spell can be released." This method has given me a lot of inspiration, and maybe I can also extract some spells that are very useful but require less mana, and make them into such magic weapons, which should be a good supplement for many of us who only need to know it but don't need to know why it is. ”

He returned the Bible of the Dead to Zheng Zha and said: "The spells on this are more suitable for war than small-scale fighting, so it seems that although Immorton is strong, there is still a way to defeat it." ”

"Let's not talk about that for now, let's get out of here, it's already mummies. I drove a bus when I came, so it should fit everyone. O'Connor snapped.

"Well, take me over first, I have prepared a corresponding spell for this situation. Hehe, there are some buff spells, but they can not only be cast on people. Chen Ping followed him with a grin.

When Zheng Zha and the others came out, they saw that the fat man had climbed onto the roof of the car, lying there, and in front of him was a huge piece of parchment with a radius of several meters, covering most of the roof.

"You can get in the car and drive out of the city first, my spell will take a little time." Chen Ping just waved his hand to beckon them to get into the car, but he took out a sheep's hair pen and smeared something on the roof of the car.

O'Connor had been driving for less than five or six minutes, and the road ahead was blocked by living corpses.

"What to do? They blocked the road. O'Connor exclaimed.

"Didn't you participate in World War I, do you remember how tanks were driven?" Zhao Yingkong said lightly.

"Oh, violence, isn't it?" O'Connor got excited, and drove the car directly into the pile of living corpses, and suddenly, flesh and blood flew everywhere.

It wasn't just the living corpses around them, there were also the mummy guards, those guys were as nimble as monkeys, and they began to climb up the car, Zheng Zha and they raised their submachine guns, and kept strafing, knocking down the living corpses and mummies that climbed into the car.

"Fatty, are you alright?" Seeing that there were more and more mummies, there were tens of thousands on the road ahead, but the degree of the car slowed down, Zheng Zha shouted eagerly.

"Don't worry, magic is something you can't hurry, okay, the last one." Chen Ping didn't care about the mummies around him, and within their sensing range, Chen Ping seemed to be non-existent.

"Get up, my creation, let these muddy pieces be made, and see what the flying bus is." Inputting the magic power into the magic array that had been completed on the roof of the car, Chen Ping said with a grin.

The car shook slightly, and in the screams of the crowd, it flew up, gradually moving away from the living corpses and mummies on the ground, and the bus fluttered and went straight out of the city.

"Level 3 Arcane, Flying."

With the help of the magic circle, Chen Ping applied the flying technique to the bus, turning the bus into a flying car for the time being.

Because it was a temporary formation, the height of the bus with the flying spell was not high above the ground, only about ten meters, and the balance performance was quite poor.

"Vomit" O'Connor was the first of the three to hold back, and they vomited in the air, and the sour filth was sprinkled in the air. This vomiting spread quickly, and several people with poor physique, such as the curator, bearded, Xiao Honglu and others joined the ranks of vomiting.

The living corpses below didn't react, but the mummy guardians let out a wild roar, and then climbed to a high place like monkeys, jumping towards the bus with all their might.

"Everyone's holding on, I'll let this bus dance for these nasty things."

As soon as Chen Ping's words fell, the bus danced like the pendulum of a big clock, or the hammer of a hammer, constantly swaying, knocking the mummy guards who tried to jump on the bus away, because of the blessing of the greasy technique, the surface of the bus was slippery and could not be grasped at all. Then I saw the mummified guards jump up like monkeys on trees, and then fall down like frogs jumping into a well, and smash into the pile of living corpses.

"Dead fatty, you're a bastard." Under such a violent swing, Zhang Jie, who was seriously injured and tied to the chair, couldn't resist it and joined the ranks of vomiters.

When this speeding car, which was several times more bumpy than a pirate ship, went out of the city, except for Chen Ping, Zheng Zha, Zhao Yingkong, and Ming Yanwei, the others all rolled and crawled out of the car, and many of them were covered with vomiting filth.

"Well, it seems to be overdone, but compared to the smell of the tornado, such a bump is just pediatric." Raising his hand and touching his head, Chen Ping said secretly.

The capital of the dead --- the mausoleum of Hamnata, which is the sanctuary of the god of death, and the little monk walked up to Zhan Lan, who was tightly tied, with a hideous face, and behind him, a two-headed cobra spat out letters.

There are no eyebrows, no eyelashes, no hair, although there is a golden light to protect the body, the hair on the little monk's whole body was still burned by Chen Ping with a fireball refueling bomb, and it became a complete light egg. It looks very vicious, twelve points funny.

"I'll feed you to my cobra, we're going to die this time, but don't want to live." The little monk who gritted his teeth gestured at Zhan Lan and threatened.

"Come on with me, I'll skin her and dip her in salt water and watch her moan in pain until she's dead. That's the ultimate enjoyment. The wolf doctor with broken arms howled lowly, brought his face to Zhan Lan's cheek, stretched out his scarlet tongue, and licked it towards her face, saliva continued to flow.

"You two, stay away from that woman." In the darkness, Immorton, who walked out of the bald head, looked at the eyes of the two with a little disgust.

"You can't move this woman until you close the deal, or kill that horrible guy."

"Why, could it be that a strong man like you would be afraid of a mortal?" The little monk said angrily.

"Hmph, you don't know anything, no wonder you will be beaten so wolf by your opponent, in their ranks, there is a guy who has mastered the power of the soul. His power can even shake my soul! Immorton's voice was a little fearful, as a priest of death, he knew how terrible it was for a guy who had mastered the mysteries of the soul, they were not only able to kill **, but also to imprison or completely destroy the soul.

"I just cast a spell to destroy Cairo, but they escaped. The creatures of our Lord have not been able to kill even one of them, and your opponents are far greater than you. Immorton dropped a sentence and walked back into the darkness.

"Okay, where is the Golden Sutra of Resurrection?"

After a day's rest, one by one, the people who vomited a lot of meat and vegetables gradually returned to normal, looking at the locusts in the sky and the dark clouds that crushed the city, everyone's face was not very good-looking. Xiao Honglu immediately asked the most critical question.

"Well, well, if the record is correct, it should be under the sphinx at the entrance of the mausoleum." Eve spread her hands and said.

"Well, Immorton should be there too." Chen Ping rolled his eyes and said.

"Why?" Zheng Zha asked.

"This is the most conventional truth, the main god will never let us get the resurrection golden scripture lightly, so it is almost inevitable to set the location of the final battle near the mausoleum, and then give us a chance to get the book in the decisive battle." Chen Ping spit out.

"Well, I think the fat guy has a point." Xiao Honglu and Chen Ping got a lot closer and interjected.

"So what do we do?" Zheng Qi said.

"There's no way, I'm going to gnaw hard bones this time." Xiao Honglu looked at Zheng Zha's expectant eyes, pulled off a head, and rubbed it for a long time, but a sentence came out.

Zheng Zhe nodded, this time they chased and fought fiercely, and they had already forced each other into a corner, and the last two of the Yinzhou team were left, and with the help of Immorton's strength, it was the only choice. So this final decisive battle is destined to be a vicious battle.

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