"How can there be lightning in this blue sky and white day?" Lin Qing looked up. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In the originally cloudless desert sky, I don't know when, the dark clouds have condensed, and one by one they gradually condensed, and finally formed a cyan human face!

Apocalypse's face!

The face of the apocalypse formed by the dark clouds, with a long mouth, let out a wild laugh: "Lin Qing, you really don't know whether you live or die, you actually dare to enter the memory palace world I created, you will die without a place to be buried." ”

Lin Qing didn't speak, he accelerated his flight in the desert, his eyes were like lightning, and he searched for the tribe where the Apocalypse was located!

Seeing that Lin Qing didn't speak, Tianqi sneered: "Even if you want to go out now, it's too late, accept the fate of death." ”

One after another, lightning burst down from the cyan clouds and slashed towards Lin Qing.

If someone looks at it from the sky, they can see a strange scene.

The desert sun is shining brightly, and the sky is cloudless.

A man was flying, with dark clouds overhead, thunder and lightning, and lightning that seemed to tear him apart.

Lin Qing's speed was like electricity, blocking left and right, shuttling in the lightning array.

"Huh? Sabah? Where is the tribe of Naoer? By the way, it is said in the plot that near the mountains, guerrilla warfare with Pharaoh's army. Put it this way."

Lin Qing glanced at the Egyptian desert and some barren hills in the distance, knew it in his heart, and accelerated away.

Apocalypse was anxious to kill Lin Qing, and with lightning bombardment all the way, Lin Qing was indeed hit a few times, but he was able to increase his speed before he could fatally damage.

There were a few more dark wounds on his body, but his eyes were still as firm as iron, and he was flying faster.

"Damn rats!" The apocalypse became more furious, and the clouds thickened.

Lin Qing was in the sky, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"There it is!"

As far as his eye could see, at the junction of the mountains and the desert, a fierce battle was raging.

On one side was the army of the Egyptian pharaoh.

Because their battle banner is Anka!

Ankha is a mystical symbol of ancient Egypt that represents the meaning of life and has always been a symbol of ancient Egypt.

Whether it was a Roman all-out war or a civilization, the symbol of Egypt was this anka symbol.

Ankh is the symbol of life in ancient Egypt, and the image of the loafer buckle is expressed. The circle on top is also a symbol of the sun on the horizon, suggesting reincarnation and rebirth. The horizontal and vertical bars of the cross represent the strength of women and men, respectively. An anka, which combines male and female symbols, alludes to the ability to reproduce and create.

Even without the Ankh banner, Lin Qing could see where this mighty force belonged from the relatively sophisticated equipment, such as the Egyptian pharaoh's chariot painted with intricately painted scythes and sharp scythes on both sides, and the iconic Egyptian half-moon shield that glittered in the infantry array.

They were the army of the Egyptian pharaohs.

In front of this army, there was a mighty general.

Ozmans Dias!

At this time, under the seat of the Egyptian pharaoh, one of the most heroic and warlike generals!

Dressed in golden armor and wrapped around a muscular body like a statue-like of a god, he looked majestic and arrogant, staring at the enemy he was about to be defeated.

The other party was wrapped in a black turban, all riding desert ponies, holding spears and spears, which should be the person Lin Qing was looking for.

Kindness? Sabah? The tribe of Naoer!

This nomadic tribe, with no more than a thousand men, was brave and fierce, roaring in the desert and fighting to the death against the Pharaoh's army.

"The apocalypse is there!" Lin Qing's eyes lit up.

He saw that in the center of this tribe, next to an exceptionally powerful black-clothed warrior, a young man with gray skin and blue lips was watching the battlefield with some excitement and some panic.

Kindness? Sabah? Nur!

At this time, it is still the apocalypse of mankind.

Lin Qing pounced.

Staring at the fierce battlefield, huh? Sabah? Naoer looked at the tribal leader and the first warrior Bar with some fear: "Chief, we are not the opponent of the Pharaoh's army, so you should hand me over." ”

His patriarch, Barr, a man with a hooked nose, a wide forehead, deep eyes, and an ambitious man, glanced coldly at En? Sabah? Naoer glanced at it.

Kindness? Sabah? Naoer immediately felt like he was falling into an ice cellar.

"Listen!" Barr grabbed Nao'er and shouted, "Don't forget who picked you up in the desert, and who has always sheltered you and allowed you to survive from the hostile people around you." Who gave you your name? I! It's all me! Now your life is mine. You are the prophesied chosen one who will destroy Pharaoh's unchanging rule for thousands of years and put me on the throne of Pharaoh! Now get out of here to the mountains, where we will destroy the army of the pharaohs and defeat Ozmansdias! ”

Naoer nodded fearfully, followed Barr, broke through on horseback, and rushed towards the mountains.

Ozmans Dias looked at his army with satisfaction, about to defeat this group of rebellious nomads, his eyes were cold, and he shouted: "Baal! I'll give you one more chance, according to Pharaoh Kang's orders, hand over that blue-skinned monster that your tribe has sheltered and you can live!" Otherwise, you will all die! ”

While riding a horse to break through, Barr laughed wildly: "Tell Pharaoh Kang, let him eat and go!" Naoer will surely be able to overthrow his rule. The blood feud of our tribe will be liquidated one by one. “

Naoer was by his side, following closely.

Ozmansdias had a cold look in his eyes: "You think you can escape from me?" Get them! Leave that blue-skinned one behind, kill the others! “

Under his command, the scythe chariots of the Egyptian pharaoh's army flew up from both flanks and tried to stop Baal and Naur.

The scythe chariot, each with a sharp long knife more than one meter long on the two wheels, equipped with a chariot master, a fierce spear warrior, is the elite of the Egyptian pharaoh's army, and when fighting against the surrounding Persians, Greeks, Assyrians, North African nomads and other forces, the war achievements are impressive, can be called a human leg harvester.

When a series of sickle chariots and serial impacts, whether it is cavalry or infantry on the opposite side, they can only be crushed and cut in half.

But Barr was extraordinarily brave, riding on a war horse, throwing spears like lightning, and four spears in a row hit the chests of the four scythe chariot masters, and the four chariots that had lost their control collided together, and the spear warriors on the chariot were knocked away, cut by the horses' swords, and their stomachs were broken.

Nao'er on the side looked straight at it.

He was abandoned since he was a child and faced a harsh living environment, and everyone discriminated against him and ridiculed him.

He learned early on that only strength can protect him in this cold world.

Seeing Baal's strength, Naoer's eyes were blazing.

"This is the one who has the power and can survive the fittest!" He muttered.

But the remaining dozens of scythe chariots are still raging, slaughtering nomadic tribes.

Baal sneered, and his spear flew up and down, flying one chariot after another, overturning the scythe chariot one after another in the desert.

The sharp scythe often passed by him, as if Baal had countless pairs of eyes, able to see and hear in all directions, and always judged the direction of the enemy's attack in advance.

The spear in his hand was already stained with the blood of the enemy, but Baal's power was still full of explosive power, and with one move, it could poison the snake out of a hole, stabbing the scythe chariot and spearman who came from the attack, piercing the throat or chest with a spear.

Barr, with Naoer all the way to break through.

Only a dozen of the most elite tribal warriors were left around him, and the remaining tribal warriors were surrounded in the desert by the Pharaoh's army and slaughtered.

Barr showed no mercy, as if he had abandoned only a group of passers-by, who took Nao'er, beat their horses and galloped wildly, and rolled up clouds of dust in the desert, and looked like they were about to disappear into the smoke and dust.

Ozmans Dias was furious, and personally led the general's guard, and rushed forward, but he could not prevent Barnaur from fleeing.

Lin Qing smiled slightly.

"This time, I'll do Pharaoh and Conquistador a favor!"

He sped down and rushed towards Barr's group.

"Nao'er, that is, the young apocalypse, must put the War Horcrux on his body. To absorb the chaotic aura of war that breaks out in this desert from time to time, nourish his Horcruxes, and provide energy for his continuous resurrection! ”

Lin Qing's eyes were clear, and he flew in.

Barr was galloping with Nao'er, when he suddenly looked up and saw a young warrior, majestic and flying towards him!

In his deep gaze, a deep fear was projected.

He knew that this person was not good, and he definitely didn't come to help him.

Maybe it's Pharaoh Kang, or maybe a helper hired by Ozmansdias!

Looking at Lin Qing who swooped down like lightning, Nao'er's blue eyes revealed an incomparably happy essence.

"Is this a powerful force? One day, I want to have this kind of power. ”

Lin Qing saw clearly that this Nao'er was indeed holding something similar to a box in his arms!

War Horcruxes!

As expected.

The last Horcrux needed to destroy Apocalypse was indeed hidden by Apocalypse in his memory palace world and placed in his own hands.

In the world where the youth apocalypse lives, there is war and killing everywhere, and it is definitely a good place for war horcruxes to absorb energy.

This is the last barrier of the Apocalypse, the source of his constant resurrection.

Lin Qing kept accelerating, his eyes firm.

"Apocalypse, now you have no way to stop me from destroying the War Horcrux!"

"Even if you are the god of this world, you can't create a loyalist out of thin air, right? You have already betrayed your relatives at this time, and there are no four horsemen to give you your life! ”

In the sky, among the dark clouds, two evil eyes gradually appeared.

Apocalypse.

He stared coldly at Lin Qing, who was rushing towards Nao'er at high speed, but there was no fear in his eyes, but there was a hint of pride in the prey being hooked.

"Lin Qing, I admit that your judgment is indeed accurate. You can tell me where I hid the War Horcruxes, you can guess the timeline of my treasure hiding, and you can even understand that I can't create something out of nothing in this world and create a powerful force that is loyal to me and can kill you. But alas, you still miscalculated. ”

Apocalypse laughed wildly: "That is, in this world, I am a god!" I can adjust the timeline at will, and move what should have happened years from now to this time! Lin Qing, you are optimistic! (To be continued.) )