"I don't know if there will be an artifact here."

Paying for a ticket, Mark disguised himself as a tourist to enter the museum, but his eyes were blank.

There are too many artifacts here, and Mark doesn't know if there will be an artifact at all.

If you want to find the artifact from countless collections, you can only go around blindly like a big luck.

Unlike other tourists, Mark is in the museum, completely just a spectacle.

It took more than half an hour for Mark to finish the first floor.

Unfortunately, there are no artifacts on the first floor.

"There's no soul sense, and I don't even react to touch."

"If there's no upstairs, then you have to give up for the time being."

Mark's expression was not very good-looking, and there was a little reason for the disappointment.

Although he had known for a long time that the artifact was not so easy to obtain, such a result still made Mark feel lost.

"Let's go to the second floor again, if the second floor isn't already there, I'll go somewhere else tomorrow."

"Anyway, the police haven't locked me up yet, and I still have enough time to move."

Mark shook his head and sighed, then walked to the second floor in a coping manner, but there was no hope in his heart.

"This is..."

Not long after walking around the second floor, a kind of induction made Mark freeze there.

His body trembled a little, staring at the display case not far away, his heart beating violently.

"I feel it! I really felt it! ”

"Divine aura from the god Yura!"

"It's an artifact!"

A flash of ecstasy flashed in Mark's eyes, and his mood was as exciting as riding a roller coaster.

Just like buying a lottery ticket, Mark came with the mood of buying a lottery ticket.

Although I knew that it was impossible to win the lottery, I couldn't help but fantasize about it.

And after finding nothing on the first floor, Mark accepted the facts he had known for a long time as if he didn't win five dollars in the lottery.

But now?

Nima Lotto 1st Prize!

I don't know what is in the showcase, but I can't be wrong with that divine aura.

"An artifact given to the Sun Knight by the god Ra in the Age of Mythology!"

Mark, whose mind was full of artifacts, walked straight towards the display case.

In the face of the tourists in front of him, Mark didn't bother to avoid them, and easily pushed them away.

"!"

"What are you going to do?"

"Who is so unqualified?"

Mark is the Knight of the Sun after all, and his sheer strength is big enough to make ordinary people lose their balance.

But all those who were pulled away by Mark were all scolded after being shocked.

But as if he couldn't hear it, Mark went straight to the display case and looked down at the mummy in the display case.

"Ramses II?"

"Yes... The greatest pharaoh of Egypt qualified to be the spokesman of the god Ra. ”

Looking at the label next to the display case, a flash of surprise flashed in Mark's eyes.

With the exploits of Ramses II in Egyptian history, he was lucky enough to be noticed by the gods.

"Offended, my ancestors."

"The Sun Knight of the younger generation, I need the strength you left behind."

Facing the mummy in the display case, Mark took a deep breath and whispered to him.

Ignoring the angry gazes of those behind him, Mark slowly raised his fist.

"What is he going to do?"

"Is it a madman?"

"Tell the security guards, there's a madman here."

"It's really unlucky, I was pushed by a madman, and I will never come to Egypt again."

The group of people who were originally angry at each other, because of Mark's crazy actions, lost their original anger.

Who would be a normal person to deal with a madman?

Boom!

Before a few people could find the security guard, Mark slammed his fist on the display case, and a loud muffled bang erupted.

In the end, it is Egypt, and almost everyone's first reaction is to squat down with their heads in their hands.

It was only after confirming that there were no follow-up attacks that the people began to look for the source of the sound.

Soon they saw Mark standing in front of the display case.

Mark's face showed a pained expression, and his clenched fists were swollen.

"Shhhhh

Secretly gasping, Mark's old face turned red:

"Carelessly, this Nima is bulletproof glass."

The brilliance flowed through his blood, allowing Mark's fist to recover quickly.

But even if he recovered, Mark wouldn't be smashing the display case with his fists.

"You still have to use tools."

Mark turned, his gaze scanning for a week, finally froze on a chair.

Ignoring everyone's gaze, Mark directly picked up the chair and slammed it down.

With a click, the explosion-proof glass instantly shattered.

Bell bell bell!

As the blast-proof glass was smashed, a screeching siren sounded.

The scene suddenly became chaotic.

"What are you doing!"

"Don't move!"

"Squat down with your head in your hands, or we'll shoot!"

"All visitors, please back as soon as possible!"

The security guards of the museum rushed to the scene as soon as possible.

Looking at Mark standing in front of the display case, these security guards were notified by their superiors and took out their weapons as soon as possible.

Riot batons, blast shields, and even pistols!

More than a dozen security guards surrounded Mark, and the rest of the security guards began to evacuate the crowd.

But people like to watch the excitement after all.

Seeing that Mark was unarmed, these people were reluctant to leave.

But in the face of strong security guards, they can only be dispersed to the back and stopped by a human wall formed by security guards.

But even so, many people still took out their mobile phones and began to record this scene.

"It's a bit too big to think about it?"

Seeing that he was surrounded by a group, and some people even began to shoot himself, Mark subconsciously touched his mask.

The mask is worn very tightly, and his face should not be exposed.

"Squat! Otherwise, we'll shoot! ”

"Damn it! Do you know how precious that artifact is! ”

The security guard with an explosion-proof shield slowly approached, and in the middle of the explosion-proof shield, several pistols were aimed at Mark.

As they slowly approached, the security guards were trying to get Mark to give up his resistance.

It's not that they're afraid of Mark, it's that Mark is afraid of destroying artifacts.

That's the mummy of Ramses II!

Put it in the ancient East, it is almost equivalent to Li Er's corpse, how precious is this Nima?

Faced with the tension, Mark slowly stepped back next to the mummy and placed his hand on his arm.

Airplanes!

The resonance of his soul made Mark shiver subconsciously, and he could feel the bandages wrapped around the mummy reviving.

"Damn! Don't let him touch the artifacts! ”

"Shoot! If you don't shoot, you're going to have an accident! ”

Seeing that Mark touched the artifact, and even shivered as if he had finished urinating, the boss of the security department gritted his teeth and gave the order to shoot.

Bang bang bang!

With a screeching sound, bullets burst out.