At this time, An Bingjun was surprised to find that the natives in the village were not as weak as he imagined, but seemed to have strong strength and speed, as well as amazing bloodiness and skills. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

It's really unscientific......

Their strength seemed to have increased all of a sudden, and their combat movements had become extremely skillful and powerful.

It's as if the legendary Zheng Zha opened the genetic lock~~ Wait, it seems that something amazing has run in!

The men are only attacked by the beasts after they are exhausted, and before that, everyone has hunted dozens of creatures, what a terrifying efficiency?!

An Bingjun's face flushed a little with excitement, and he subconsciously felt that if he could discover the secret...... Isn't the Korean Smecta going to rule the world?!

However, as soon as the excitement passed, he calmed down and realized that something was wrong.

It's some kind of spell that stimulates potential, and it's definitely limited, Ahn Byung-jun looked at Usecalf who held the scepter alof.

Otherwise, the natives were so fierce, and they would not have been called by the white people with burning sticks as cattle in the first place, and the old fellow Usecalf would not have been ousted from the throne of the Pharaoh!

An Bingjun, who calmed down, was a little annoyed in his heart, what needs to be explained, he is really a patriotic scholar, otherwise he would not ......

That's right, it's not money or anything else that has sustained him so far, he just has a fiery heart......

"Just smile, keep smiling." The old woman on the side suddenly interjected a sentence, which immediately broke the tragic feelings of patriots.

"......" An Bingjun was taken aback, and his heart was speechless for a long time.

Laugh, laugh~~ Can I still laugh now?! I'm different from you, and I'm not the old one foot in the coffin!

"It's coming." Usecalf suddenly looked into the distance and said mysteriously. "Remember the story I told you?"

“？”

"I was still very young then, and I had traveled to that ancient country in Asia......" Shaking his head, the emotion in Usecalf's eyes quickly faded, and he became calm again.

“…… You mean, when you were young, you followed the British colonialists?! An Bingjun reacted immediately, lie, look for this, how long have you lived this old guy?! He thought to himself.

"Follow?! Hehe. Usekauf's voice was full of mockery and a little hatred, "Even the bloodline of the Pharaoh has to submit to foreign rule. ”

"That's it...... Who would have thought that a down-and-out scholar back then...... It's finally time for more than a century of feuds to come to an end. Usekauf's voice was a little low and a little slurred, and An Bingjun, who was standing on the side, could only hear some words vaguely.

Gangnam? Rich and noble? XXX feud?! This is too old-fashioned, isn't it~~ Are you sure this is not made up?!

"He is a messenger of calamity, a demon who plays with people's hearts. That guy was obviously ...... back then But who would have thought that it would be resurrected again! The old woman said with an ugly face.

"I'm rubbing, you're telling me a mythological story, aren't you? Killed and resurrected? I'm an archaeologist! Do you know what a scientist is? I'm a science savvy person! An Bingjun, who was in a mess in his head, wanted to grab these two old guys and beat them up, but the reality was that he was not completely dizzy, and he understood that he couldn't beat anyone.

"You have been bragging that you have lived for more than a century, and I believe that, after all, with the limits of the human body...... Ahem, plus you still have some secret techniques that science can't explain today, I can understand if you live longer. But now you're telling me that the guy outside is obviously dead, but now he can be resurrected to seek revenge on you?! Can you tease a little more? ”

A scholar in his forties who has been forced to use the same popular terms on the Internet as his daughter, it is clear that Ahn Byung-jun is going crazy.

"Well, friend, I'm so relieved to see you rejuvenated." Usecalf shrugged in frustration.

"Don't interrupt!" An Bingjun's nerves have always been very strong, and this scene can't frighten him anymore. Thinking that when he was admitted to Seoul University, the world's largest university, from a poor child, he was determined to ...... For so many years, whether it is the barren desert or the countless black man-eating insects in the ruins...... He's just scared and weak, so much better than those and guys!

"Be careful! Here it comes! ”

The old woman stood in front and suddenly spoke. "Usecalf. Help me. ”

"Okay." Utsercalf stretched out his hand and went to untie the old woman's clothes.

"Hey, hey! You two have to look at the occasion when you two come together!! Such a big person, Yehe also has to take care of other people's feelings! An Bingjun's heart was trampled on by thousands of grass and mud horses.

"Wild you are paralyzed!!" "Grass!" Usecalf and the old woman burst into foul language at the same time.

"You, you, you! How can you speak Korean?!! An Bingjun pointed at the old woman with a hellish face, but somehow there was a sudden hint of joy in his heart, sure enough, I am a big Korean ......

Well, it looks like he's really crazy, such a naïve idea actually came from a middle-aged archaeologist~~ Sure enough, is there too much pressure?!

"I've eaten more sugar than you've ever seen rice! Shut your mouth, boy! The old woman gently patted An Bingjun on the shoulder, and this guy was honest immediately.

There's no way, I'm stiff and can't move, and I can't be honest if I want to.

At this time, An Bingjun saw clearly that it was not undressing, Usekarf was just grabbing the back of his concubine's clothes.

The two were interrupted by An Bingjun like this, and suddenly the atmosphere felt a lot more relaxed, and it was no longer as heavy as it was at the beginning.

Nod to each other. The two exchanged glances.

The old woman tugged at her mouth, which was full of skin, opened her mouth, pulled her throat, and roared.

"Yali give me a Wulaso ~~~~~~"

Suddenly, the light of the setting sun in the sky seemed to be attracted by something, and gathered above the scepter in Utsercalf's hand.

The two of them were like the patrons of the sun god, and the remnants of the natives around them whined excitedly, and their bodies seemed to be full of strength again.

"Helios Scepter...... Thought I would make the same mistake as last time? …… The sun is about to set. An old voice drifted far away in the wind, and then regained its calm.

Usecalf shook the corners of his mouth, looked at the old woman with a somewhat ugly face, and in the sky, the sunset slid down little by little, and finally jumped at the edge of the sky, and disappeared......

"Boom!" Ursercalf gritted his teeth and thrust the golden scepter into the ground in front of him.