The flickering light of the torches illuminated the large main burial chamber, and a tall figure in a tattered cloak stood beneath the altar.

Around him, many slumped monk mummies were kneeling respectfully. Among these monsters, there were strangely mixed two living people, Benny with a large handful of amulets and Li Huang with a hedgehog head lying on the ground in the same posture as the surrounding mummies at this moment. Unlike the monk mummies, they were trembling the whole time. Obviously, Immorton's brutal method of killing the American just now has deeply struck fear in the hearts of both of them.

A few hours ago, while the two were fighting each other over the Golden Sutra of the Sun, Immorton, who looked like a dried corpse, suddenly appeared in front of them and captured them with gold and fear. At this moment, in the face of Immorton, who had already recovered most of his mana, they were even more respectful and fearful. But this servant-like obedience did not stop Immorton's anger.

Although the body left behind by Burns allowed Immorton to temporarily regain his physical integrity. But Su Qin's act of crushing the souls of Americans without hesitation made him lose one-fifth of his mana. To add insult to injury, this act also undermined the integrity of the curse ritual and deprived him of the best opportunity to repair his soul damage. At this moment, Immorton could only barely drive his body with his broken soul. Now, once a high priest, he can't even perform most of his spells.

This embarrassing state of affairs made Immorton furious, so the high priest of death, who commanded thousands of undead, quickly vented his anger on the new slave.

"You lied to me, Oriental." Immorton's figure behind the fire seemed unusually dark to Li Huang, and his words of implicit anger made the traitor tremble.

"No, no, no, please believe me, master. I really didn't know he had that kind of ability. I thought that guy was just a daring liar who knew how to do hypnosis. Driven by fear and money, Li Huang has long said everything about his teammates' abilities. But jealousy biased his intelligence, and Immorton paid a lot of money for it.

But it turned out that he did. Because of your deception, I have been unable to meet my lover in its most complete form. Immorton spun around, his tattered black cloak rising like demonic wings, and a gust of wind howling back and forth in the tomb with rage.

"Forgive me, master." Li Huang slammed his head hard, and the rough stone slab soon made his forehead bleed.

"Mistakes must be punished."

However, this miserable situation could not be forgiven by Immorton at all. The high priest stretched out his hand to Li Huang, and he slowly spread his five fingers to make a drag motion. With a series of blurry tearing sounds, the nails on Li Huang's fingers were pulled out one after another. The severe pain made him open his mouth like a dehydrated fish, but he couldn't say a finished word, and the whole person fell to the ground, rolling and convulsing.

"Originally, according to tradition, I should have cut off your tongue, a piece of waste. But for the sake of you still having some use, I'll spare you this time. Immorton looked down at the two living slaves, his gaze meaningfully lingering on Benny's face for a few seconds. This gives Benny a great deal of fear, even though he considers himself a vile and shameless villain. But in the face of the evil in front of him, who really regarded human life as a mustard, his body still trembled uncontrollably.

In ancient Egypt, when slavery was rampant, the high priests and ordinary people were not at all the same class of beings. While he may appear benevolent and noble elsewhere, from the point of view of the ruling class, slaves have no human rights anyway. Therefore, the torture of a wrongful slave seemed to him to be a normal thing. Not taking his life is already forgiveness.

As for what the slaves were thinking? That's his business.

"You'd better pray that the Tomb Guards will bring your companions back. His vast soul may be able to soothe my wounds, and then your pain will be over. Immorton didn't look at Li Huang, who was in pain, and turned his head and walked towards the altar. On the high platform of the altar is a petite and slender female mummy, who is the cause of a qiē story in the movie, Ansuna.

For this woman, Immorton survived three thousand years of uninterrupted insect devouring. He clearly remembered the feeling of the carnivorous scarab beetle eating up his ** little by little, and he remembered the pain of the scarab's soul constantly biting his soul. The returning high priest wanted to bring this suffering upon all Egyptians. But this qiē is so small compared to Ansuna's resurrection.

The fleeing Oriental took the Black Book of the Dead with him, without which he would not be able to perform the spell that summoned the resurrection of the mummy of the dead. Therefore, he must do his best to catch them. Fortunately, the Golden Sutra of the Sun had already fallen into his hands, and with the spell on the cover, he was able to awaken the mummy of the pharaoh's guards guarding the mausoleum. Even if he didn't have the key needed to open the scriptures, he could use the spell and his status as a high priest to instruct the tomb guards to work for him.

And at this moment, Su Qin and the others were forced into a desperate situation by these thin mausoleum guards. The sandstorm summoned by Immorton makes it almost impossible for them to discern their direction, while the munes hidden in the sandstorm will attack them from any direction.

When several people insisted on running to the exit of the mausoleum, they were already covered with colors.

"If you don't do that, we'll be grinded to death by them." Zi Yuan shouted after picking up his shotgun and repelling a mausoleum guard who jumped from the ceiling.

"Hey, aren't you a wizard? None of us can get out without dispersing this damn sand. Hell, here they are again. Before he could finish speaking, O'Connor suddenly grabbed Eve and rolled on the spot, dodging the scimitar that slashed from behind him and at his side. Then, he drew his pistol and cursed, pouring bullets down on the mausoleum guards who jumped out of the sandstorm.

However, the metal bullets fired from the pistol knocked the mummies back again and again, but they were unable to bury them completely. The mausoleum guard, who had been shot, quickly pounced again, dragging his body, which had only a few more bullet holes.

"The force lurking in the sandstorm is swimming around, and I can't interfere with it." Swinging the spear of the mausoleum guard with a long dagger, Su Qin squinted his eyes and looked at the swirling sandstorm around him, he could feel a condensed spiritual force constantly swimming in it. It was this force that constantly kicked up sand and dust, creating sandstorms that were large enough to obscure the view.

"I can make it stop for a moment, are you sure?" Yumi pressed the back of the knife cut by the boy with his left hand to block the golden scimitar swinging from the front, and then stood back to back with Su Qin.

Hearing this, Su Qin couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said casually in a relaxed tone: "No problem, then ladies first." ”

"Tsk, it's really out of place to be a gentleman at such a time." After Yumi complained, he sealed his hands and began to concentrate on reciting the scriptures. "If I hear it, Valuna, Bound Louna, Po Louna, Bound Lulu, Bind Lulu and Bind the Dragon King Suo as a seal."

Protecting the world in the eight directions of the sky - the seal of the water sky.

The water in the jug automatically flowed out of the pot under the guidance of the spell driven by spiritual power, turning into the image of a celestial girl with three eyes on her head and a crown on her head and wearing a heavenly robe. For a while, O'Connor and the others were stunned, and they were almost attacked by the mausoleum guards.

The clear water, which turned into the image of a celestial maiden, automatically flew towards the swirling sandstorm around it, and the diffused water vapor quickly restrained the raging sandstorm. But Immorton's mana was so powerful that Yumi's exhaustion of his spiritual power could only stagnate him for a while. However, Su Qin successfully seized this short moment. He did his best to carefully channel a small amount of subspace power, turning this pure psionic energy into arrows and shooting at the mana lurking in the sandstorm.

Guided by innate instincts, the arrows of psionic energy struck the most fragile mana structures in them. The sandstorm formed by this force of nature collapsed in an instant, and the mausoleum guards hidden in it were immediately exposed to everyone's vision.

These warriors, who didn't know what fear was, pounced on them without fear, even without the aid of a sandstorm. They swung their golden scimitars and spears in their hands and attacked directly from the front. Because they lost their lives thousands of years ago, their attacks are always carried with the tragic killing of both friend and foe. Su Qin and Yumi, who forced the spell to lose their power, were in danger.

Fortunately, at this time, O'Connor suddenly burst out with amazing combat effectiveness. Although he had never learned any swordsmanship, at this moment, he snatched the long sword from the hands of a mausoleum guard like a divine help, brandished it and repelled several people, buying a precious respite for Su Qin and the others.

"What the hell are these guys going to kill?" Because of the special life forms guarded by the mausoleum, Ziyuan felt that his superb shooting skills were almost useless. Although he could accurately hit the enemy, the resurrected mummies did not care to drag the battered body and continue to attack. Fortunately, as a special professional, he has an extremely detailed understanding of the structure of the human body, and under the guidance of professional knowledge, Ziyuan's next shots are aimed at the lumbar vertebrae, knees, and elbows.

The shotgun's powerful close-range fire allowed him to shatter the Mausoleum Guard's joints every time. The Mausoleum Guards, who have lost these vital operational joints, will not be able to pose a threat to others even if they can continue to move.

"Well, now we have hope of escaping." O'Connor laughed and knocked the head of one of the mausoleum guards off, slashing off another mausoleum guard behind him as it fumbled for its own head.

Without the interference of the sandstorm, several people who cooperated with each other gradually took control of the situation. Even Eve, who had never fired a gun, seized the opportunity to break the bones of several mausoleum guards. However, seeing her shoot with her eyes closed, O'Connor decisively confiscated her firearm and pushed her to the back of the group.

Because of the mausoleum guard's tough attack method, Su Qin felt that his limbs had gradually failed to keep up with his intuitive reflexes. On several occasions, he had clearly sensed which direction the mausoleum guards were going to attack. But his numb and sluggish muscles made him unable to fight back with maneuver, and he could only barely make a defensive posture. The reason is not complicated, even if he had worked hard in the previous March. Su Qin, who has not been constantly tested in actual combat, is still an ordinary person after all, and training alone cannot turn an ordinary person into a qualified warrior.

"Looks like I'm underestimating you." At this moment, a man's muffled words came from the passage. Hearing this, the mausoleum guards, who had been desperately attacking before, instantly retreated a few steps and stopped attacking. Dragging a black mantle in a torn black cloak, Immorton slowly approached.

"Who is he?" Eve asked, a little scared.

"You didn't recognize it? You've met before. Su Qin nervously grasped the dagger in his hand and replied casually.

"Is there one? How I don't remember. ”

"At the time, he was just dressed more edgy."

"Don't sell it." O'Connor swallowed, and he felt the man in front of him exude an inhuman and strange aura.

"The mummy." Yumi said bluntly, this answer stunned Jonathan and others, who didn't know the plot of the original book.

"How is that possible!"

Not caring about other people's words and deeds, Immorton stared at Su Qin and asked in an affirmative tone.

"Is that the one who broke the curse ritual?"

"My master said......" Benny hunched behind Immorton to translate for him.

"Needless to say, I can understand." Su Qin waved his hand to signal the others to calm down, and then took the initiative to stand at the front of the line and look directly at this terrifying existence that had been resurrected from the dead.

"Oh, you speak the noble language of the sacrifices? That's a good start, so answer my question. Did you kill that sacrifice? Immorton flicked his fingers, causing Benny, who wanted to jump out of the dogfight, to fall to the ground by the throat.

"That's right." Su Qin said secretly vigilantly

"Good, you're going to pay for it." Without a hint, Immorton used his mana to draw the scimitar in the hands of the mausoleum guards and threw it at Su Qin. The flying scimitar swirled high gave Su Qin no time to react, and his instinct to explode with all his strength guided him to finally block his arm where the blade had to go.

"Boom!" The flesh and blood slashed by the scimitar actually made a metal collision sound, and the golden bracelet under the sleeve of the blade was exposed to the air.

"It's!" Immorton, who had been calm, was suddenly shocked.

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