In the interior of the pyramid, Xiao Lan is in a foreign land that they can't feel, and an earth-shattering huge vision is happening instantly.

The violent trembling of the earth and the air was staggering enough, but it was only a prelude to the storm.

A black scorpion-like shadow suddenly appeared on the surface of the pyramid, rapidly growing from a point to a behemoth, like a cloud rolling in when a storm came, and quickly swept over Amshei, the oasis of death, and everywhere the earth sank into darkness, and all the light became dim.

However, when the scorpion's shadow quickly faded away, and finally disappeared into the endless desert depths, the earth-shattering vision quickly calmed down again.

Seemingly, that's all there is to it......

That's weird.

"The power of the pagan god of death, the holy relic is actually in the center of that thing...... It was our mistake that we made a mistake. ”

On a high ground dozens of kilometers away from Amsei, Anderson, who had taken off his helmet, looked into the distance and muttered secretly.

Teleportation is not yet magical enough to send a large group of people directly back to headquarters, and the consumption is far from as simple as it seems, otherwise who else would be going to do the train and ship?

Unleashing all the power of faith that had been spent almost a whole year on the hand-copied Bible, he teleported a group of people to this higher position with the coordinates of Silas, who had left first, and then quickly rescued several dying rangers with some of the power of faith that had not yet been exhausted.

Maxim has a doctorate in medicine, Anderson has a part-time surgeon, several Rangers have comminuted fractures caused by continuous strafing from submachine gun fire, and after performing an improvised surgery to deal with the fatal broken bones, Anderson ends the immediate treatment with a healing operation that a doctor can't do.

Life is saved. But they probably won't be able to take care of their own lives for the rest of their lives, and Silas, who was beaten to pieces in the shoulder, can't continue to fight......

But. If one is willing to give up human dignity for the sake of noble convictions, then there is an alternative path.

A unique department among the agents that most people don't want to mention.

- The Witcher.

Infused with the blood of heretics to gain greater power than ordinary people, so endure the extreme hunger and thirst of inhuman blood, and participate in battle while bearing the strange gaze of others.

Fight the demons with the power of the demons, but ...... Eventually, he will become a demon himself.

If their will can no longer suppress the impulses of the bloodline, they will become the heretics they have been killing in the past, and then they will have the only fate of killing their companions or being killed by their companions.

Lamentable.

Cry.

Wretched.

There is no hope of returning to the peaceful life of the past, and all that is longed in my heart is to pursue demons and fight them.

Once you become a witcher. All they have is a never-ending war. And the demons that are enemies, and the demons that are even more terrifying in their hearts.

But despite all the criticisms, the power that the witchers get from being hybrid is really extraordinary.

Even if it is an ordinary person, fused with the bloodlines of werewolves, vampires, or demons, their combat power before falling out of control is comparable to the usual years of hard training. Once out of control, it is directly comparable to a knight.

Because of the inevitable instability, witchers rarely engage in battles other than purges, and are generally only joined by those who lack talent but for some reason crave power.

Now that seven incredibly talented and determined Rangers could join this special division of the Agent, Anderson suddenly had some anticipation for what they would do.

At the same time, there are circumstances that are enough to make them firm in this choice.

The huge scorpion shadow, the breath of death in Hades, and the oppression that can also be felt here, is the army of the Scorpion King Death who will destroy the world in Egyptian legends, and this should be the so-called sacred oasis Amshe......

But. That's not the point.

The person who opened the seal, the person who carried the holy relics, and the person who was chased by another evil, such three identities are superimposed, and it is obvious that there is a conspiracy!

Whether it's planning to use the power of the god of death to contaminate the holy artifact, or use the power of the holy artifact to obtain the Scorpion King treasure. Or, more likely, both, the outcome is almost certain.

The demon standing behind the scenes, that's the real winner in this competition!

-- This is also the real reason for Anderson's retreat.

Although the Death Legion is strong, it is not enough for him to flee without a fight, but a person who has planned this conspiracy should definitely not fight with incomplete strength!

However, things seem to be uncertain.

"What are those cavalrymen going to do? There were 10,000 of them, but did they think that they could stop the theoretically endless Anubis legion? ”

With his keen eyes like a goshawk, he looked at the dark front gathered in the distance, and Maxim, who also knew this Egyptian legend, directly said the doubts in his mind.

"You can't resist it, if you can't kill the summoners, it's useless to double their number." Shaking his head slightly, Anderson sighed slightly, "But if I'm not mistaken, they should have died voluntarily." ”

"Die by yourself!" Hearing this, Maxim was instantly moved, "Why? ”

Although these black-clad cavalry were out-and-out heretics to the church, this did not stop him from being amazed by them.

Anderson gave a direct answer, his eyes shining with an indescribable light, which was full of admiration.

"No power is truly endless, especially the army that bears the name of Anubis, as an ancient god of Egypt, the source of Anubis' power should be the world's awe of him and the fear of death, when the dead fall under the butcher's knife of the Death Legion with fear, when the living kneel and pray for Anubis's forgiveness, his power will continue to grow, so the Reaper Legion will be endless......"

“…… And when they are fearless and go to their deaths, their death will not make Anubis's power grow in any way, but will truly consume the foundation of the Death Legion. Even if their lives and blood can only cause a little loss of Anubis's divine power, even if they are all killed, it can only slightly stop the progress of the Anubis legion. They stepped forward without flinching. The same analysis rang out at Immorton's side at the same time, looking at the Pharaoh's Guardians who had ignored himself and the others. Chu Xuan's voice was still faint as if it was mechanically synthesized, "It's really boring enough, this kind of dedication that has nothing to do with reason at all." ”

However, at the same time as this almost caustic "rational" evaluation, Chu Xuan had also made another judgment that was closer to the truth.

Immorton was in front of him, and the guardian actually chose to ignore it, but lined up to prevent the attack of the Death Legion, whether it was heroic sacrifice or not for the time being, but absolutely no one would do worthless things, could it be ......

"Even if you sacrifice your life, you have to delay time, someone will definitely go to Amshai, and ...... They have the Spear of Judgment! ”

This last word was heard shouted in the ancient Tibes. Immorton's expression on the side instantly became exciting.

The most effective weapon to kill the Scorpion King. On the way to the Amshei Pyramids?

I thought that there would be no hope for the Death Legion to be revealed, after all, the strength of the two people who arrived was not weak at all, and even if he rushed over, it would be difficult for him to grab the chance to kill the Scorpion King.

However, if there is a one-hit Spear of Judgment......

Thinking about it, Immorton could no longer suppress the impulse in his heart. In an instant, it turned into a touch of yellow sand and flew away.

But there was only one person who was taken away by him...... Ansuna.

As for Chu Xuan, they were simply abandoned.

But on second thought, it seems like a no-brainer.

The werewolf is half-crippled, the sniper has collapsed, the Muay Thai fighter and the druid are basically useless, Chu Xuan's resourcefulness is no longer so necessary in front of the end, after the battle just now, the use value of these people is less than the burden generated.

Since the fewer people you carry, the faster you fly. Why did Immorton still carry these burdens with them?

And watching the sand and dust of Immorton's incarnation fly forward at a rapid pace, some of the guardians who could not stop and were powerless to stop questioned them.

“…… Bastard! The monster is on its way to Amshe, will the Pharaoh's Guardians be in time? ”

Looking at the gray-haired curator beside him, Adebe on horseback looked worried.

He is not afraid of death, but he is afraid that death is worthless, and if he sacrifices, he will only fail in exchange. His faith was expected to crumble at the start.

Fortunately, there is no need to be so pessimistic.

"It's time, it's definitely time, they will be unhindered with the spear of judgment, and the speed of monsters will definitely not be comparable to them."

The curator said with a look of conviction, but the slight frown showed that he didn't really think so.

The Pharaoh's Guardian will definitely be faster than Immorton, but they have more than one competitor, the one who really targets the Scorpion King's treasure...... That's the key!

But he didn't have time to think about it anymore......

"Here we are."

Adebe's gaze suddenly became extremely sharp, like two unsheathed swords looking ahead, as a warrior who had worked hard to sharpen his spirit, he already felt an extremely terrifying and powerful dark force rapidly approaching his direction!

Between heaven and earth, a black tide of anger could be faintly seen surging over, and the sunny sky seemed to fall into a haze little by little as the black tide approached.

From light to heavy, from slow to fast, with the continuous trembling of the earth, from the uplifted desert hills not far away, countless huge wolf-headed people with a height of three meters in their hands wielding a sword shining with cold light suddenly poured out, and the terrifying roar from the huge mouth that showed its sharp teeth converged into a huge wave of deafening and dizzying sound, echoing the trampling of the earth, and the dust raised in the sky made people feel an incomparably murderous aura in the distance before they got close.

Anything that stands in their way will be trampled to dirt, and anything that stands in their way will be ruthlessly destroyed.

- Anubis's Legion of the Reaper! (To be continued......) rq

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