"The sun! Lunar! ”

"Those who have died will return to earth from hell and receive the great power of Anubis, the god of death."

Silently chanting the incantation of the Black Sutra of the Undead, although the sound was not loud, it resounded throughout the stone chamber, and the stone chamber, which was originally windless and waveless, suddenly rolled up with gusts of yin wind, which made people shudder, and there was a chill behind it, and at the same time, from the feet of Silence and Evelyn, the qi of the Dao to the Yin rose up, frantically converging towards the Black Sutra of the Undead, forming a certain link in a certain mysterious way of operation, and injecting it into Immorton's mummy.

Roar!

The original dry and hideous mummy suddenly let out a roar from hell at the next moment when the Yin Qi was injected, and the soul that had been imprisoned in the mummy for 3,000 years was awakened at this moment and obtained the divine power from Anubis, the god of death.

Airplanes! The sky outside the stone chamber instantly darkened, and countless locusts rose from the horizon and rushed inexorably into the Tower of Hamna, as if in their own way, to welcome the resurrection of Immorton.

Ten Calamities! Plague of locusts! Manifestation!

Beyond the Tower of Hamnath, Adebes frowned and looked sad, he knew that Immorton had been resurrected, but he was very happy in his heart, because the curse that had imprisoned the descendants of the pharaoh for 3,000 years had finally been lifted.

Once Immorton is eliminated, their Pharaoh clan will once again stand in the world's sight, and there is a high chance that the Pharaoh's glory will be rekindled.

"Immorton has been resurrected, and we are ready to rebury him!"

Adesbay said, but he did not order his men to rush directly into Hamnata, because he knew that Immorton's ability in Hamnata was too strong, and he had to find the right opportunity to eliminate Immorton.

or... Adesbay muttered to himself, his mind reminding him of the silent figure, "Can he bury Immorton?" ”

Airplanes! The silent spiritual sense issued an extremely dangerous warning, and Immorton's roar surrounded his ears, causing his eardrums to buzz, if it were an ordinary person, I am afraid that he would have been unable to take care of himself under the power of Immorton, and for Shen Mo, it was only a minute and a second of astonishment, he was according to the plan, and responded in time.

Demon's Hand!

The demonic qi that was as black as an abyss instantly condensed in Shen Mo's chest, and turned into a fierce giant hand, fiercely grabbing Immorton in the sarcophagus, before the other party recovered from the joy of rebirth, the demonic power was to bind it tightly, and the demonic power as black as ink, like the poison of tarsal bones, continued to seep into Immorton's body, inhibiting his mana from Anubis, the god of death.

Forehead?! Immorton's soul let out a stunned cry in the mummy, the situation in front of him was 108,000 miles away from what he had imagined, and he thought that when he was reborn, he would return to the world as an invincible king, and stand at the top of the pyramid of the world's top power.

But the actual situation is that just when he was about to re-examine this world, he already felt full of malice from this strange world.

The strange energy that invaded his body was more evil and powerful than the divine power given to him by Anubis, trapping his already fragile body in the sarcophagus, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free from the shackles of this power.

Immorton's hollow eyes looked desperately toward the source of the evil power, and his soul vaguely sensed the silent presence, an aggregate of energy he had never seen before, or a god he had never seen before.

He's plotted!

Immorton instantly understood his situation, but he didn't have the slightest way, who let him be in an extremely weak state at this moment, the divine power given to him by Anubis, the god of death, he couldn't even exert one-tenth, only by killing and sucking the people cursed by the Gu in his body, he could reach the peak of his divine power.

Right now?! He's just a younger brother, the meat of a board to be slaughtered.

Seeing that his demonic hand had imprisoned Immorton in a sarcophagus, Shen Mo immediately took out Uncle Lame's body from the Heavenly Demon Realm and chanted the resurrection spell again.

Unlike Immorton's resurrection, Uncle Lee's resurrection ritual is more complicated and cumbersome, especially in the soul sacrifice step, which is many times more complicated than Immorton's.

"The sun! Lunar! ”

The incantation is renewed, and the yin wind is rekindled.

The Dao cipher came to Immorton's ears, and as the undead guardian of Anubis, the former god of death, he could naturally hear that someone was using his soul to resurrect others.

If this had been done in the past, the person who dared to desecrate his soul would surely have died without a place to be buried, but now that Immorton has been reduced to the flesh of the board, he can only watch as the spells from Anubis, the god of death, continue to erode his body.

The divine power that had just been borrowed from Anubis, the god of death, continued to pass and die as the ritual progressed.

Anubis, the god of death, was very satisfied with this upcoming sacrifice, because Immorton's 3,000-year-old soul was definitely more valuable than Uncle Lame's.

But the problem soon followed.

Anubis, the god of death, suddenly discovers that he can't find Uncle Crappy's soul in hell at all, as if Uncle Crappy doesn't exist at all, but the other party's body is actually placed on the sacrificial altar.

What's going on?!

Could it be that the people who are presiding over the sacrifice and the people who are about to be resurrected at this moment are not the creatures of this world at all, and their spirits and souls have no imprint of this world at all.

Just when Anubis, the god of death, was surprised, a red white halo ignited on the body of Shen Mo, and a soul broke through the layers of spatial barriers in the underworld, using Shen Mo as a bridge to connect with the divine consciousness of Anubis, the god of death.

In an instant, Anubis, the god of death, found the soul of Uncle Crappy.

The small means from the system brought Uncle Crappy's soul from the real world into the mirror world, and covered up the unknowable truth, and handed it over to Anubis, the god of death.

Got it?! Although Anubis, the god of death, was stunned, he ignored the strangeness of this incident in the dark, and once again devoted his mind to the sacrifice in front of him.

Uncle Crappy's soul was found, and the ritual could naturally proceed smoothly.

Airplanes! I saw a balance manifest in front of Anubis, the god of death, and he placed Uncle Crappy's soul on it, and with one move, he took Immorton's soul into his hand and placed it at the other end of the scale.

As the two souls were placed on the left and right of the scale, the originally balanced balance began to tilt, and it was not surprising that the soul of Immorton was far heavier than that of Uncle Lame, and the balance tipped in Immorton's side.

Roar! Anubis, the god of death, let out a thought of joy, apparently very pleased with the deal.

He grabbed Immorton's soul, swallowed it into his stomach, and then threw Uncle Grim's soul at Uncle Grim's body.

Airplanes!

Under the silent spiritual perception, he naturally couldn't find the scales of Anubis, the god of death, but he could see the changes in Uncle Crappy's body.

I saw that the qi of the Tao to Yin crossed into Uncle Crappy's body, like a spring rain nourishing all things, combining Uncle Crappy's soul with it again.

At the same time, many more memories suddenly appeared in the silent mind, and these were memories from the depths of Uncle Ran's soul.

Originally, Shen Mo couldn't perceive these memories, maybe Uncle Crappy's soul came to this world with Silence as a bridge, which gave Shen Mo the opportunity and possibility to read Uncle Lame's memories.

In a trance, a teenager came down the mountain by night, he crossed the rugged mountain road, came to a farmhouse at the foot of the mountain, he climbed the low wall, and happened to see a woman in the house, undressing, grooming... The young man looked a little stupid, and he didn't notice that there was a Taoist behind him staring at him with an angry face... Smack! A stick the thickness of an arm fell on the young man's leg and broke it directly... Wailing and tears instantly became the main theme of this memory... And, of course, the lingering picture of the farmhouse.

Silent suddenly, this is what Uncle Lame said, fled down the mountain overnight, met a widow at the head of the village, and was broken by the master.

Airplanes! Memory jumps.

A young man was lame, practicing Taoism in the deep mountains, talismans were scattered around, a skeleton with wild fowl was mixed in, and a few pots of good wine were clearly visible... Uncle Lai once said that the essence of Taoism is that there must be not only meat, but also good wine... The picture flew around, and the young man with a blue nose and swollen face was thinking about it, chanting the Tao Te Ching to the skeleton.

Hey?! Uncle Lame's good wine and meat personality turned out to have been cultivated early!

Airplanes! Memories fly!

Uncle Crappy has entered middle age, he stands alone on the top of Niutou Mountain, in front of him is a lonely grave, the tomb of the teacher, he holds a wine gourd in one hand, a roast chicken in the other hand, wine with meat, meat on wine... Eating and eating, but already in tears... Because, from this day on, no one will teach him or reprimand him for eating wine and meat... The man who beat and scolded him for half his life is gone.

Another night!

The middle-aged lame uncle appeared at the head of a mass grave, he raised his palm, rolled up a new grave, the grave is a red fruit female corpse wrapped in horse leather, the female corpse's belly is bulging and round, and the resentment on the body is like substance, as if the next moment is to turn into a ghost, slaughtering all the people who are contaminated by cause and effect... Uncle Crappy stood at the grave all night, until the sky was slightly bright, he bowed to the female corpse three times, broke the corpse and took the fetus, and took the baby girl who still had a trace of vitality, and walked away, behind which was an inexhaustible raging fire.

Silent and stunned, he knew that the baby girl was called Yuroe Megumi.

It was Uncle Crappy who snatched her back from the book of life and death of the king of Hades.

Another night!

Between the barren forests, Uncle Crappy scolded sharply, and taught the essence of the method of shrinking the ground into inches very harshly to Shen Mo. Words are strong, but the heart is kind. Ruthless, but kind.

Silence is like looking at a slide, reading Uncle Lame's memory, although there are a large number of Taoist secret mantras, but they can only get their intentions, not their methods, which is helpful for the cultivation of silently shrinking into inches, but it requires more comprehension and smelting.

And for Shen Mo, his biggest benefit is that he has become the person who knows Uncle Crappy in the world, even Uncle Crappy himself, he doesn't know him silently.

He is a highly respected senior, although he was uninhibited when he was young, he did not learn and did not know, but when he reached middle age, he carried the banner of Niutou Mountain, eliminated evil and promoted good, and did the world.

He is a strict and benevolent elder, although his words are always harsh, but he has good intentions, and only seeks to teach the younger generations and practice the grace of peach and plum.

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Well?!

A look of surprise came from Uncle Crappy's throat, and it was clear that he was about to wake up.

Shen Mo raised his eyebrows, immediately recovered from the memory flashback, and immediately raised the Tongtian Demon Realm, once again including Uncle Crappy in it.

The reason why Shen Mo did this was naturally to hide the secrets of his mirror world, if he let Uncle Lai know what kind of golden finger he had, it would definitely not work.

No matter how good Uncle Crappy is to Shen Mo, he can't tell the other party about this matter.

After the resurrection, Uncle Lai was properly placed, and silently glanced at his aura value.

Level 12 (Aura 23150/0)

23150？！

That's right, that's all, during the time that Shen Mo entered the mirror world, he has been waiting for spirit stones in Krypton, and the remaining 16 spirit stones have been absorbed and converted into spiritual energy values.

The resurrection of Uncle Crappy consumes 1000 aura, and Shen Mo still has 23150 aura left.

At the same time, Silence also received a new quest tone.

Nightmare Quest: City of the Dead. Mission accomplished.

Task description: Resurrect and bury Immorton. In the calculation of task rewards, please pay attention to checking.

Detected that the cleric has special items Sun Golden Sutra and Undead Black Sutra, whether it consumes 20,000 aura points to bring them out of the mirror world.

Be? Not?

Silence is only a moment of thought, and a decision is made.

Not!

He didn't plan to take the Golden Sutra of the Sun and the Black Sutra of the Undead out of the mirror world.

Why?! Because these two scriptures bring out the mirror world, if Shen Mo wants to use them again, he must become the god of death Anubis or the sun god Ra, and become their servants in the human world.

Even if you put the knife on the neck of silence, he will not choose to live so humblely.

Silent refused to take the two scriptures out of the mirror world, and before he could leave this world, he set his eyes on Evelyn.

Having seen Immorton's resurrection, and the process of Silent turning into a human out of thin air, and resurrecting Uncle Crappy, Evelyn's three views have been reshaped, and she has now fully believed Silence's words, and realized that there are indeed mysterious forces in this world that she cannot understand.

Evelyn was stunned for a few seconds, then replaced by excitement, and instead of panicking, she was curious and eager to learn about the unknown.

This didn't exist at all in the original plot, maybe it was the appearance of silence that changed Evelyn's three views, giving her the potential to become a guardian of the undead today.

"Evelyn!" Shen silently recited the other party's name, and then handed the Undead Black Sutra and the Sun Golden Sutra in his hand to the other party, "I have completed my task, and next, they belong to you." ”

Evelyn was happy at first, but she was a little panicked, "Shen, what do you mean... Are you leaving? ”

Shen Mo nodded, "There is no banquet in the world, it's time to say goodbye." These two books are my gift to you. Remember, use them sensibly, they are a double-edged sword, and while they can give you strength, they can also hurt you. ”

Evelyn's mind was no longer on the scriptures, she stared at Shen Mo reluctantly, "Can you not go... Or stay longer... We still have a lot of history of ancient Egypt that we haven't discussed... You haven't learned the ancient Egyptian language of the ministry yet... These are two books that we can continue to study..."

Evelyn was still thinking in fragments, and by the time she looked into silence again, there was no one there.

Only the two scriptures in her hand were left, and her heart was silent.

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