In Hulong, the section of the Nile outside the small town of Karima, the torrent suddenly intensified wildly.

Wang Ming, the captain of the patrol team by the river, exclaimed: "All evacuate!" He made a report while leading his team back, and the front-line commander on the other side of the cemetery told them to evacuate immediately, thinking that it would be another hour before the flood would flood here.

The sound of the torrent quickly became huge, but in the blink of an eye, Wang Ming glanced back, his heart almost stopped, the flood seemed to be a tsunami to form a flood wave roaring, the wave wall that was more than ten meters high, there were countless heads, and the sound of the rushing waves was like their howl.

For a few seconds, Wang Ming froze in place, and time seemed to stand still.

Some of the people around him, as long as they looked back, also stopped, and some fell to the ground, almost losing their minds.

The huge waves were higher than the mountains and boundless than the sky.

In front of him, it is as if all struggles have lost their meaning, or that there has never been meaning.

"Let's go ......" Wang Ming came back to his senses suddenly, pulled up the fallen team members and continued to run to the shore, "Don't look back, everyone!" There is a mental shock! ”

In a moment, the flood rushed past where they had been, rolled up the watchtower, which was destroyed at the touch of a touch, and rushed towards the evacuated people in front of them, carrying broken weeds. The town of Karima is full of low-rise buildings, and there is nowhere to resist the torrent.

The waves are still growing, rising to a height of tens of meters, and the Nile is the ruler of the earth.

At the same time, the helicopters hovering above took pictures of these scenes, conveying the latest situation to the cemetery and the command center: "The patrol team is urgently evacuating, the torrent is destroying the town of Karima, we can't stop it, the old seal stone defense line has been directly broken, and the flood wave is approaching the cemetery......"

The words from the helicopter rang out on the communication equipment in front of the Nastasson pyramid and reached the ears of the people.

The earth seemed to be shaking, and beneath the hot desert was a raging undercurrent.

"What should I do now?" The peacock was a little anxious, just now when the waves were rushing, the signal of the death squad that went deep underground was almost cut off, and only some strange intermittent current sounds that could not be heard were heard, which was a kind of torment to listen to.

Also in the same mood as the peacock are Mo Qing and Uncle Dan, watching their comrades fall into danger, and they can only wait here, which is really uncomfortable.

"We'll wait." Xiao Xu said, still as calm as a precision machine, "We have to trust the death squad." ”

It was Lou Xiaoning who said that he would temporarily serve as the captain of the ground, and this decision was also agreed by the general master of the command center, everyone understands the truth that ability is not old, although Xiao Xu is only 13 years old, he has shown extremely high judgment and decision-making in the past and recently, so it is feasible to be the temporary captain.

Compared to this kind of thing, they have seen so many things that are really weird and unspeakable and incomprehensible, and no one makes a fuss about it.

But now, the peacock really couldn't wait any longer, and hurriedly shouted: "Xiao Xu, even if we don't go down to the tomb to reinforce, we have to do something on the ground, right?" Even Catherine, who was one with her, felt the anxiety: "There is always something we can do......

"Yes, that's waiting." Xiao Xu's young face has not changed slightly, sometimes he really looks like an android, "We are too far behind our enemies, every step is led by the nose, even our current actions are in the enemy's calculations, they don't need to set a small trap, this whole petrification disease is a trap." But they are always mortals, limitations of mortal abilities. ”

Xiao Xu looked at the dumb peacock, and then at the others, "The rituals they engage in are still rituals, and they won't break through those basic limitations because they calculate more, are more cautious, and are older." All ceremonies have various requirements for the layout of the venue, and they cannot be destroyed, otherwise the connection with the divine power will be severed. ”

"So I don't think the enemy will set that kind of ordinary trap." Xiao Xu said and looked at the stone staircase passage that was flooded with groundwater at the end, "Let the tomb collapse and crush the intruder to death, that will only destroy the ritual itself." They don't create traps that cause a lot of physical movement, but instead use mental pressure and the like to try to crush the intruder so that it becomes part of the sacrifice. This gave us the opportunity to carry the ritual sacrifices out as long as our personnel could withstand the pressure and still be able to carry out the ritual sacrifices under that mental shock. ”

Xiao Xu paused, "The so-called gods are powers that transcend mortals, and they cannot be measured by human nature. Between the ritual and the gods, I think a lot of times it's just like triggering an automatic program, the gods don't care or even know about the ritual, you give the sacrifice, you get power; But if you give the sacrifice and then take it back, it's not just a matter of ritual collapse, the program should have a backlash setting, otherwise you won't borrow divine power to erode your own spirit.

Every time we remove a body, every time we take a sacrifice, the priests and believers who performed the ritual itself will suffer a little more and the whole ritual will be weakened. At that point, our enemies will have to resort to more aggressive and adventurous decisive tactics, and we will have the opportunity to break them head-on. ”

"So...... If so, in order to ruin the ritual," the peacock understood, but wondered, "why don't we just blow this place up?" ”

"I'm afraid that kind of behavior will become a part of the ritual itself, and the uncertainty is too great, so don't take the risk until you have to. Because here, the absence of floods is a disaster. If you want to destroy a fire, you can't extinguish it with fire; If you want to let the flood breathe, you can't set off a storm. The ritual calls for the storm. ”

"Won't we be attacked if we take away the offerings?" This time it was Catherine's question.

"We are not connected to the source of the ritual, we are just trying to destroy it in a way that works. What's more, whether it is the god of the little ram or the black goat, it may just be a procedural reaction to the current place. ”

After listening to Xiao Xu's words, everyone fell silent for a while, and Uncle Dan scratched his head, but Deng Ximei felt that it made sense

"As long as you can win a dedication," Xiao Xu added, "the torrent will be cut off by one point, and if you succeed for the first time, you will have a second time." ”

At this time, the intermittent sound of electricity sounded again, and it was a little more weird......

They really couldn't imagine what kind of mental pressure the underground daredevils were facing.

And many people know that although Xiao Xu, a child who is extremely smart, is very lacking in empathy, and he rarely has any emotions, which is a characteristic of patients with Asperger's syndrome. So in Xiao Xu's consideration, perhaps...... He would overestimate the mental strain that the death squads—or mortals, could withstand.