Delia is tall and strong, and she was fine on the ground some time ago.

No matter how much water she fetches, Delia is not red or panting, but in the past few days, she has been really sad.

Wu Xin has been hiding in the pit to practice fireball smashing oil barrels, so all kinds of renovation projects, she is the priest of Shirek, so naturally it is not good not to help.

In fact, this is almost one of the professions of the priest Ciric, who values this kind of political achievement the most, and those archbishops and cardinals like to build all kinds of cathedrals and monasteries.

can not only please the gods, but also subcontract the business, there are so many brothers-in-law in everyone, there must be a way to live, right?

Everyone is a religious person, and in order to spread the gospel of God, they can't ask for a wife, and you say that if you don't let everyone engage in women, that's too much, isn't it?

And those nuns are all God's wives, which is no problem, but God has a lot of them, and he still cares about his own so many wives and finds a few friends by chance?

How can His Majesty have such a narrow mindset that only we human beings can have???

So there are more subcontractors to arrange, the brother of the official lover, the brother of the less formal lover, and the brother of the nun, etc., etc.

Wu Xin doesn't like to look down on Ciric very much, don't you like to build bridges and repair roads, it also doesn't delay the bishops to make money, and it can make the people's lives better.

However, Ciric is a priesthood without a road, and although the god of the road in the main plane where Wu Xin is located is not strong, it has not perished, and Ciric has not deliberately attacked him.

He has been encouraging his pastors to build cathedrals.

The renovation of the mausoleum and the construction of the cathedral are a number of roads, although Delia does not have much experience herself, but she has seen her uncle do so many projects, and she still has the necessary experience.

It doesn't take long to get started. All kinds of work are arranged in an orderly manner, and the entire tunnel has been renovated very well, whether it is the transfer of various magic circles, the installation of stone gates, or the improvement of the ventilation system, they have all done very well.

Of course, Cormona owes a lot to this. After all, human resources are her specialty, and the Egyptians are tortured enough by her.

If you want to be lazy or want to quit, of course, you will be smoked so that his mother doesn't know him.

However, most of the credit is due to Delia, all kinds of classification and grouping, horizontal coordination, and logistics arrangements, all of which rely on Delia.

Even so, this burial chamber was fine for others, but it was still a little too depressing for Delia.

It's okay on weekdays. Today, all kinds of big burns and roasts, the air is muddy, and the damage to Delia is much greater than that of the others.

Napoleon stomped on the wall, and the next moment he disappeared from Delia's sight.

Delia's brain was sluggish for a moment, and when she figured out the situation, she quickly looked up just in time to see Napoleon's sword falling from the sky, already approaching her eyes.

The little chill on the tip of the sword was so faint. But it's terrible.

Napoleon, with the power of "spider walking", climbed directly to the top of the wall.

Delia is tall and strong. This is generally an advantage when fighting, but when the air is bad, it is a disadvantage.

Although she can't say that she is dizzy, the pace of her movements is indeed a beat slower, and Napoleon's top tactic has a surprising effect.

Delia saw Han Mang hurriedly trying to react, and raised the scepter in her hand to resist. That was of course too late.

The glitter of gold in her hand didn't even have time to be raised, and Napoleon's sword pierced through the mask and pierced directly into her eyeball.

"Ahh

The cold glow covered the entire eye, and then pierced into the eyeball, even for a strong person like Delia. I couldn't help but let out a yell.

Napoleon was also troubled by Delia's size and strength, and Delia was afraid to use the Green Dragon's Breath despite the narrowness of the tunnel.

But Napoleon still instinctively felt the extraordinaryness of the green armor that this woman dressed as a pharaoh wore close to her body.

Of course, there are no dragons in this plane fragment, but Napoleon has a wide range of knowledge in the southern and northern wars.

The snowy overlord of the Alps, the fierce fish in the Mediterranean, the big lizard in the Egyptian desert that can swallow a camel in one bite, Napoleon saw it, and he unloaded many of them into eight pieces, skinned and cramped.

The sharkskin gloves on his hands were from the big shark that might have abyssal blood.

The gloves allowed Napoleon to hold his sword more steadily, and even if several movements in a row were very stressful on his body, he was still able to accurately hit Delia in the eye.

The sword descended extremely quickly, and between the lightning and flint, Delia found that there was no such thing as a last moment, looking back on life.

She could only pray that she could withstand the blow and rely on Alpha to save her life.

'If he wants to give up the mission, he will have to spend an unknown amount of medical expenses, is he willing to give up so many fate points? ’

That was Delia's last thought.

Or maybe she thought it was her last thought.

The thin stabbing sword that had already pierced into the eyeball suddenly stopped going deeper.

"Hmm."

The next moment, Napoleon let out a muffled snort.

Then the only remaining eye of Delia seemed to see that Napoleon seemed to fly out.

Delia knew that she could not hesitate at this time, and she did not hesitate to pull out the thin stabbing sword, along with the sword and eyeballs.

Ignoring the pain, she immediately observed the situation with the only remaining eye, and Napoleon had risen from the ground, a spear with fire stuck in his body, but still sprinting quickly towards the end of the tunnel.

There was an upward staircase, and although it was not known what was behind it, it was not enough for Napoleon to rush over to take a look.

The enemy's arrangements in this passage were obviously exhausted, and even if the end was not a good place, he would give it a try.

"Are you alright?"

"It's fine."

Although everyone was seriously injured, they were still running.

It wasn't until he ran to the stairs at the end of the passage that Wu Xin raised his hand and motioned for everyone to stop: "He is inside, this is the pharaoh's resting place, there is powerful magic in it, everyone should be careful." ”

Delia endured the sharp pain in her eyes, and just wanted to give herself a "treatment for serious injuries". She suddenly found that Wu Xin was more seriously injured than her.

She just lost an eyeball, and Wu Xin really didn't have a piece of good meat on her body, it was all burns.

Not only him, but everyone else.

In order to quickly kill the clone created by the Rosetta Stone, Wu Xin threw a "fireball technique" at close range.

He managed to kill the clone who had no extra life in time, and kept Joel, who was in a critical situation at the time, from being seriously injured.

However, this move also killed most of the Egyptians. The remaining few were also resolutely unwilling to act with Wu Xin anymore.

They were fed up with this warlock who didn't take other people's lives seriously, and if it weren't for Villefort and Joel, they would even have the urge to tear Wu Xin apart immediately.

Of course, Wu Xin treats people as human beings, at least Joel is very moved by him ignoring his own comfort and using the "fireball technique" to save himself at close range.

But he was speechless.

"Don't give me magic, give it to Joel." Wu Xin stopped Delia's movements and asked her to give the magic to Joel, who was even more miserable. "This time thanks to Joel."

Only then did Delia remember that the spear that had just been inserted into Napoleon's body was the one Joel had been using.

Joel waved his hand as well. It's like signaling that you don't need treatment.

However, he was indeed wounded, and at that time he was further away from the explosion than Wu Xin, although the sword of Napoleon's doppelganger did not hit.

But it was really miserable to be bombed, not to mention the injuries on his body, it seemed that he couldn't even speak.

Delia saw that he couldn't speak clearly, and of course she couldn't accept his politeness.

She gave Joel a "cure for a serious injury" before the old fisherman regained his ability to speak: "Hey, what a waste. I was badly wounded by the Ottomans in the port of Benghazi, and I didn't use such advanced magic. ”

"Cesare's fireball technique is no joke. There are still enough magic materials to heal a few serious injuries, so you don't have to worry. As she spoke, Delia gave Wu Xin another "treatment for slander", while she and Villefort "treated minor injuries" one by one, and she also said, "You can't speak." ”

"I ate the candle I was biting. It doesn't really matter. Joel explained, a little embarrassed.

They chased in a hurry, but when they got here, they could hear Napoleon on it, and they all slowed down.

While Delia was casting her magic, Wu Xin and Villefort kept talking to the upward corridor.

"It's the main burial chamber up there. Don't chase it, right? ”

"No, today I must kill this Napoleon Bonaparte."

"But what is going on in the main burial chamber, we still don't know, everyone who touches the coffin is dead."

"What's the situation, it's just to scare yourself, I said, all the illusion and necromancy circles have been cleaned up, and those laborers and warriors who died have very magical and reasonable explanations!"

"But don't you dare touch the coffin............

"I don't dare?! I don't dare? I'm focused on the big picture............."

Napoleon was sitting next to the coffin, and he had drawn his spear.

Wu Xin's conversation was in French, which is not surprising, although this warlock should not be a Bourbon prince, but he should also be a Frenchman.

Napoleon thought that here he hated himself a little, everything was "should", there was nothing reliable at all.

He reflected deeply, the key this time was not to understand the background of this warlock, and his intelligence system seemed to be quite efficient when Mesadir was able to work, and always provided a little bit of it

After the "hermit's" intelligence was unreliable, his own intelligence officer was useless.

At this time, Napoleon heard that there was something wrong with the coffin, and even a figure like him was a little nervous in this environment, and he instinctively moved to the side.

Soon, however, he sat back down, and he could not give up his position, which the enemy might be luring him away from a defensible position.

This location, close to the coffin, was best suited to resist the climb up the staircase, which was so narrow that only one person could walk at a time, which was a favorable factor for Napoleon.

Another advantage is that he actually saw the sunlight in this room, and there is an exit here!

There is a small square hole in the middle of the roof from which the sunlight comes in.

Napoleon hadn't been down there yet, but from his experience exploring the pyramids, there was often a small passage leading to the outside in the middle of the Pharaoh's tomb.

This is the key to allowing the pharaoh's soul to travel freely back and forth between the human world and the underworld.

Although the passage will not be very short, once you enter it, it will not be difficult for Napoleon, who has the blessing of "spider walking", to climb it.

That spell would last about an hour, and his time was enough.

The tombs of the pharaohs were built at a very high level, and the ancient bricks had very few gaps, so that they could survive thousands of years, but in any case they could not stop Napoleon.

The passage for the soul could be climbed, and of course it might have some magical defenses of its own, but Napoleon was confident that he could overcome those obstacles.

On the ground, the French army was still in control, and Napoleon was quite confident in this, and he was so impressed by Wu Xin's arrangement that he already attached great importance to this opponent.

Although it was his clone that was killed by Wu Xin, he was able to have those memories, and Wu Xin's "Fireball Technique" was so decisive that his clone was not able to kill even a single enemy.

But he believed that his other subordinates, Wu Xin, could give the Egyptians an advantage underground, but they would never be able to defeat fifteen hundred French.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't do that, and he didn't have enough time and resources.

Of course, there were more negative factors, and the bigger problem that Napoleon faced was the loss of weapons.

He also had a dagger in his boots, which could also be considered an elite-level item, but without that thin stabbing sword, his strength had definitely dropped by more than thirty percent.

In comparison, his physical condition is okay, and the extra life provided by the "Doom Swarm" allows him not to lose his mobility due to this injury, and he can endure the pain and pull out the spear on his body.

He drank another bottle of the "Minor Injury" potion, which had once been a Pasha's belongings.

This is the last bottle.

On this plane fragment, all laws are decaying.

The upper limit of the mage is lower, all kinds of supermagic techniques are almost non-existent, and the processing of strange objects is extremely crude.

For example, the Rosetta Stone in his hand has been unable to be activated in a short period of time, and may not even be able to be activated again, this thing has been tested and polished by time, it is already a natural curiosity, and Napoleon has found the best mage here, and it can only stimulate the power it contains.

If Sazastan is here, the treasures that can be crafted are likely to be close to the "legend".

But the most declining of them is crafting potions, which is especially difficult to craft, and it is already rare to be able to have these healing potions.

Napoleon assessed his condition, but at the same time did not let his guard down, of course, to the staircase.

But at this moment, he suddenly heard a slight sound behind him, which seemed to be the sound of a wooden plank opening and closing? (To be continued.) )