Ahem, ahem!

The old man coughed violently, and soon spat out a mouthful of black blood.

As a mouthful of black blood spat out, the old man's expression also withered, but the rain was still raging.

"It's a pity..."

"I'm not a real rain sacrifice after all, just a blood descendant of the rain sacrifice."

"Forcibly squeezing the power of the bloodline, it can only go so far."

The old man sighed with emotion, and there was no fear or regret in his tone, but full of relief.

The old man's eyes looked at Mark, and some of the rain naturally poured on his body, moistening his dying body.

"I'm very satisfied to witness the rise of the Sun Knight before I die."

"Originally, I thought that my life would end up as a waste picker, and I would die in a garbage heap."

"But Tephnut is on top, and in this special era, the sacrificial bloodline in my body has actually revived."

"Although the recovery is a little late, it is not late after all."

"Young man... You're the one chosen by the god of Ra, aren't you? ”

The old man looked at Mark softly, which made Mark feel an inexplicable warmth in his heart.

It feels like rain moistens the earth, and small herbs instinctively depend on rain.

"Yes..."

Mark replied to the old man with difficulty.

The old man nodded, and his body began to shake, and finally he fell into the lion's head in the rain:

"Yes... It's fine..."

"My ancestor was once a lucky man like you, he was valued by the great Tephnut, endowed with powers and artifacts, and eventually became the great rain sacrifice."

"But... My ancestors lived in the best of times. ”

"In those days, the gods looked down on the world, and the gods-givers of the world had the power to make mortals fearful."

"Maybe that era was a nightmare for mortals, but it was the best time for the transcendent."

"And my ancestors also succeeded in fully mastering the power of the rain sacrifice in that era, and even incorporated it into their own bloodline."

"So... You can see who I am today. ”

The nameless old man incarnated by Qin Ran told the origin of himself and his strength in a weak and yearning voice.

I'm a scavenger, not a registered one at all.

But even so, the identity of this scavenger can be investigated.

Because... This scavenger really exists, but he has long since died under the devouring of the scarab, and he has only borrowed his identity.

Although it is not registered, there are absolutely no flaws under the visit.

As for the power of the scavengers, the power called the rain sacrifice was also given by the Egyptian gods.

However, Qin Ran still revealed more things.

The power that God has given to mortals can be completely mastered by mortals, even inherited through blood.

It is precisely because of this that the scavengers who awakened the bloodline in the revival of the aura can exert the power of the rain sacrifice.

"But it's a pity... I'm not a rain sacrifice after all, I'm too old, time doesn't allow me to develop the power of the bloodline at all, I can only squeeze the legacy of my ancestors at one time, and there is only so much I can do. ”

Qin Ran added a limit to the power of the bloodline, so that the power of the bloodline was no longer strong and invincible, but also needed to be developed step by step.

Otherwise, what about it?

It's all set up in Greece!

The descendants of the gods, although they were born with the blood of the gods, not to mention the affinity aura and rules, also have some innate divine power.

But even such an existence needs to use the greatness of the gods to develop its own bloodline.

With just a god-given sacrifice to the offspring, there is no need to develop the power of the bloodline?

What's the trouble?

You must know that in Qin Ran's possession, all transcendence and greatness come from the gods.

Even the own sons of the gods, such as Yang Jian, the god of Erlang, and Hercules, the god Hercules, need to go through countless trials and tribulations, and then use the right and correct methods to develop the power in their own bloodline.

Of course, whether it is Yang Jian or Heraclath, they are the most special kind of people among the descendants of the gods.

They are the descendants of God, but through their own efforts, they have become new gods.

After becoming gods, the power also belongs to them.

And for those non-god existences, even if it is a second generation of gods or something, it is only more affinity for the aura and rules, and at most they are born with incredible powers.

But this advantage, after all, is not the unique power of the gods comes from itself, and even the power of heaven and earth is the gods.

Under such a basic setting, even if the rain sacrifice was 999, the descendants will have to rely on their own efforts after all.

At most, their starting point is much higher than others, and that's it.

"New Sun Knight, ......"

"You're probably the luckiest young man in Egypt."

"You are favored by the god of pulling, you have the power of the sun, and you are qualified to use artifacts."

"Try to master this power, when this power is refined into your bloodline, you can become the most powerful warrior under the command of the god of Ra."

"The angels of the West still need people like you to resist."

"It's a pity... The old man can't see it, but the old man can help you again before he dies. ”

"One of the six artifacts of the Sun Knight is the Kebley amulet."

The old man turned to look at Diel.

Although Dill had buried the Kebley Talisman in his flesh, the old man could still feel its presence.

"The god Kableli, a symbol of hope and new life, is what the god Ra looks like when he is in the rising sun."

"When his amulet rises, it will turn into a crown of the god of pulling, giving the owner the power of the sun."

A sarcastic smile appeared on the old man's face:

"Stupid mortal, you know?"

"This is the real Kebley amulet, and when the morning sun rises and turns into the sun, this is what it really looks like."

"And you... It simply doesn't deserve to be truly revived. ”

"Maybe you have a trace of divine blood in you, or something else, but you are not the one chosen by the gods after all."

"No!"

"It can't be like this!"

Deere's mentality is about to collapse!

He was like a crazy gambler, hysterically using his power to attack Mark frantically.

"Dead dead dead!"

"As long as you die, the god of la will choose me, and I am the darling of the god of pull!"

In the face of Diere's power, Mark, who is still recovering, is simply powerless to resist.

But fortunately, at this moment, the old man's voice sounded again:

"Just let me help you one last time."

"Let the descendants of the rain sacrifice witness the rise of the Sun Knight."

"Tephnut, great rain god, please give me strength!"

With the old man's voice, the lion's head transformed into rain shattered violently, turning into a torrent that swept up Mark.

Mark was in the middle of the torrent, flying against the swarm towards Diel.

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