Chapter 187: Just for the Flowers to Bloom
Cairo, Egypt.
Three days ago, Japan shook the world with a report, and then it suddenly disappeared. All flights and reports about Japan have disappeared from the Internet and television.
Three days later, when the people of Egypt gradually forgot about the distant geographical term "Japan", a "living" mummy suddenly appeared on the streets of Cairo!
While the crowd was in a panic, several scholars who were proficient in ancient Egyptian translated the words of the mummy and relayed them aloud to the audience: "I am Immortun, the high priest of the kingdom, the people of Egypt, why have you lost your former glory and walked side by side with your former slaves?" ”
"Three thousand years have worn away your haughty souls, the blood of the gods flowing in your bodies, and your faith. You guys...... No longer worthy to be the great Egyptian commoners, your blood should be returned to the bosom of the Nile for your betrayal of the gods! ”
After all, it was once the great sacrifice of the Egyptian dynasty, and even if it was a murder, it still needed a high-sounding reason as a decoration. Immorton floated in mid-air, looking down at the crowd below, his expression solemn and solemn.
However, this solemn and solemn scene was broken by a sudden voice.
"Immorton, how much is the Black Book of the Dead?"
Immorton is a priest who worships Anubis, the god of death, and the pharaoh, who believes in the sun god Ra, to form the life and death of a dynasty.
If the old king is the number one person in the dynasty, and Immorton is called the number two person, no one dares to raise objections!
Now that he, the number two person, was ridiculed, and even with his belief in Anubis, the god of death, Immorton couldn't help but be furious, and in an instant, there was a gust of wind in the windless city of Cairo!
"Who? How dare you compare money with the Black Book of the Dead written by Anubis, the god of death! The gates of the underworld have been opened for you, and the wrath of death will burn your soul to ashes! ”
"Are you still believing in Anubis? Ever since the moment you entered the City of Death and took the Black Book of the Dead from the hands of the Grim Reaper, you have betrayed your faith! ”
Qin Shao stepped into the air step by step, and finally stopped three meters in front of Immorton.
"The souls of the dead pass through the temple of the dead to the underworld. Anubis, the god of death, rules the souls of the dead, distributing where they go through the scales. And you, vainly trying to resurrect Ansunam and disrupt the order of the underground world, what qualifications do you have, and then believe in Anubis?! ”
Listening to Qin Shaoling's words, Immorton couldn't help but change color: "Who are you?" How do you know about me? How do you know Ansunam! ”
Qin Shao smiled and pointed to the crowd below: "This is not a place to talk, let's change places, how about it?" ”
"Good!"
Immorton replied without hesitation. He knew that since the person on the other side knew himself and knew Ansunam, it was very likely that he would know Hamnata!
As Qin Shao said, for the sake of Ansunam, he gave up his faith and stole the Black Scripture of the Undead. From that moment on, he was no longer a pure believer.
Even if Qin Shao had been outspoken about Anubis, as long as he could tell the exact location of Hamnata, he could turn a blind eye to it!
Seeing that Immorton agreed, the wand in Qin Shao's hand was a little in the void, and the stars shifted, and it was already in the Greek club when it reappeared.
Because everyone ran out to see the excitement, the table that originally had to be queued up to get a table was ordered by the chief secretary to serve a meal in one place.
Qin Shao introduced to Immortun: "This is the big secretary, this is the young secretary, I am Qin Shao, from the far east." ”
Immorton solemnly performed an ancient Egyptian ritual: "The Great Sacrifice of the Egyptian Dynasty, Immorton!" ”
Even if the Egyptian dynasty imposed the most vicious curse on him, in Immorton's heart, he was still the great sacrifice of the Egyptian dynasty, which was the glory of the Egyptian dynasty's great sacrifice with the longest duration among the four ancient civilizations!
"Now it's time for you to tell me how you know who I am, right? It's a strange land, I can't feel the breath of death, I can't feel the history of my existence, but you can know my name. ”
"Absolutely!"
Qin Shao invited Immorton to sit down, and then took out a bottle of red wine from the Harry Potter world from the storage space, and filled it with each other.
"As you said, your hunch is correct, this is no longer the world you are familiar with, but the origin world that generated your world!"
Immorton frowned and took a sip of wine, the wine-making technology of ancient Egypt was different from that of Europe, and the taste of the brew was naturally different, and now he was still a mummy, fortunately he had obtained a tongue before coming to this world.
"Sure enough, is this world called the Origin World? However, the strength of this world is not very strong. ”
"The origin world and the fantasy world are two sides of the same coin, and the earth is only a corner of the origin world, even if the god of death you believe in comes, you don't dare to boast of such a seamouth."
Immorton took a sip of his wine glass and said impatiently: "You know that I am not concerned about the composition of this world, nor how great the power of this world is hidden, if you only want to say these things to me, I will not be able to accompany you!" ”
Qin Shao stared at Immorton for a long time, and Immorton couldn't help but get up and leave before he spoke: "Do you want to find the Hamna Tower in this world?" I can tell you clearly that this is impossible, and even if you fulfill that ancient prophecy, it will not be the Tower of Hamna! ”
Immorton was silent for a long time, and then said resolutely: "I believe your words, but even if I don't have the slightest chance, I won't give up!" I promised Ansunam that I would resurrect her, and if I couldn't do it, I would bury her with the whole world! ”
Qin Shao stroked his palms and praised: "People who love to the death are worthy of people's admiration." The person who gave the life of a world as a burial offering for his lover deserves my admiration. Because of your insistence on love for 3,000 years, I am willing to open the door of the world for you, let you return to the original world, and resurrect your lover! ”
Immorton stood up with a "poof": "If you can really let me return to the original world and resurrect Ansunam, I, I, I, swear in the glory of the Great Sacrifice to do three things for you, even if you want to get the Black Sutra of the Undead and the Golden Sutra of the Sun, I will send it to you!" ”
Hearing Immortun's promise, the look of admiration in Qin Shao's eyes was even greater.
Don't look at the plot, the two books of the Black Sutra of the Dead and the Golden Sutra of the Sun are often thrown around like garbage by O'Connor and Aveline. But in fact, the greatest inheritance and the strongest power of the Egyptian dynasty are all contained in these two books!
And Immorton, a mummy with three thousand years of magical power, has only one death hole in the spell in the Golden Sutra of the Sun!
Now in order to resurrect Ansunam, Immorton actually took out the Sun Golden Sutra in exchange, which is equivalent to putting his life in the hands of Qin Shao!
can do this for a woman from the old Wang family next door, Immorton's love is enough to move anyone!
"The Golden Sutra of the Sun and the Black Sutra of the Dead are the treasures of your Egypt, and as the only remaining great sacrifice of the ancient Egyptian dynasty, it is most appropriate for you to keep them. As an Oriental, that world has its own things that I like, no worse than these two books. ”
"I don't need you to do anything for me, I said, I help you, not for a purpose, but because of the love between you and Ansunam."
Immorton has lived for three thousand years, and he will not be moved to tears because of Qin Shao's words. Before he truly resurrected Ansunam, he would still be wary of Qin Shao in his heart.
However, with regard to Qin Shao's attitude, Immorton made a small turn, although he did not say that he really delivered his life, but he also had a little more recognition.
"And when are we leaving?"
Since there is hope of returning to the original world, Immorton's silent heart suddenly became active after thinking of Ansunam's beautiful face, and he couldn't help but ask a little eagerly.
"A month later, there will be a god in your world, and although it will not appear easily, it will have to be guarded against. Besides, the current Origin World is not very stable, and there is an undercurrent surging that I need time to deal with. ”
Qin Shao didn't mention the matter of the key to time and space, and he didn't mention it to anyone about the key of time and space. So much so that in the eyes of Dongfang, Shao Siming and others, even though he had told them almost everything, he was still a mysterious person!
"Okay, I'll wait another month!"
Immorton couldn't hold back the thought of Ansunam, it was really hard.
He had been sealed in a sarcophagus before, eaten by scarabs at every moment, and the pain left him with no strength to miss Ansunam.
And as time passed year by year, the flesh on his body was eaten up, and even the bones were eaten almost completely, his mind fell into silence, and the scarab beetles were also starved and dormant one by one, without the passage of time, the thoughts did not exist.
And when he was awakened, his mind was still chaotic, and then he was swallowed by the space-time rift in this world, and then he frantically searched for Hamna Tower, and never had the opportunity to touch the string of longing in his heart.
Until now, the thoughts that had been pent up for three thousand years came like a tide, engulfing him in an instant, making him unable to break free.
He always thought that being eaten by scarab beetles bit by bit was the most painful thing in the world. But now, in the face of this feeling of longing, the pain of the scarab beetle's phagosome suddenly turned into a mosquito bite.
That thought seemed to turn into tiny scarabs, burrowing into his brain, drilling into his soul, drilling into every part of his body, frantically tearing him, devouring him, making him unable to breathe or think!
Fortunately, this thought came and went quickly, and disappeared without a trace in just a moment, otherwise Immorton felt that his soul would have to collapse!