"Don't worry, Paradise Lost is one." The Fallen Angel sat in his chair, his eyes as if they were never focused, "Any clues?" ”

The bald guy raised his head when he heard this, but found that the Fallen Angel's gaze was looking backwards, and he saw that there was nothing there before he said, "The mechanism at Tomb Seven was activated, not long ago, so if we go now, we should be able to stop that tomb robber." ”

"Tomb No. 7 is Shepsuth's resting place, right?" At this time, the crocodile head said aloud.

"Well, it's Amon and Queen II's daughter." The bald guy turned around and replied subconsciously.

"The one who controls lightning and sandstorms?" The crocodile head asked again.

"Sandstorms are Pharaoh's instinct, but lightning is not recorded... Well, you also have research on these ancient civilizations? The bald guy was surprised, and his gaze began to become ambiguous, like a dead house meeting a brother who could discuss the figure.

"It was caused by the sandstorm sweeping the clouds in the sky." The crocodile looked at the bald guy and turned his head slightly, and after a while, he turned back and said, "There shouldn't be anyone to rob her tomb, Shepsut has cheated the corpse." ”

The elders were shocked when they heard this, "The joke is not a joke, are you sure Shepsut is resurrected?" ”

"The surface was stirred like the end, and the witch had just returned from outside." The crocodile head looked at the witch on the second floor and said.

So the witch stood up and told her what was going on.

"It's troublesome, Shepsut will have divine power when he returns from the kingdom of God, and the sandstorm and lightning are proof of this." The bald guy covered his head and collapsed when he heard this, and said, "Mummy beauty! That's my treasure! The wrapping is pure new spirit pattern, each nail is finished, and the color is well thought out..."

"No one is talking to you about it." The crocodile head looked at the bald guy rolling all over the ground and said, "I mean she's a demon on it now, so you better take it back." ”

"It's useless, no one can restrain her without breaking away from the Soul Temple." The bald man shook his head and said, "None of us can resist Shepsut's divine power, the pharaoh has descended." ”

"She hasn't left yet, and someone is watching from above, so I'll ask you if there's a way!" The crocodile head contracted its nostrils and said, then looked at the fallen angel, "If there is no way to solve it, I suggest opening the magic array and concealing Paradise Lost." ”

"There is a way, there is a way, I can use the scepter of the pharaoh to seal the passage between the kingdom of God and the surface of the earth, so that she will lose her divine power." Hearing this, the bald man hurriedly said, "As long as she doesn't go too far from the ground, believe me, this is the profession of the pharaoh's priest." ”

At this time, on the surface, the high platform in the pit had risen to parallel to the ground, and a huge bronze coffin was placed on it, and he silently looked at the coffin wall engraved with hieroglyphs and patterns, and silently recited the incantation.

The bronze coffin began to tremble, and the sandstorm in the sky pulled out a strong wind and smashed down, and with a loud bang, the heavy coffin lid was overturned, and in an instant, the purple magic array under the feet of the coffin also extended to the coffin.

"Soul Drain!" As a corpse collector in a previous life, I also watched movies when I was a child, and this kind of thing that can stir up visions is a monstrous existence after being resurrected, so we must start first.

However, the magic circle stretched out without even absorbing a single hair, and it felt like you wanted to drink Coke but couldn't unscrew the lid.

Feeling that the magic was fruitless, he withdrew his magic array, watched a withered arm stretch out of the mercury, and then grabbed the edge of the coffin, and the half-mummy sat up.

"Soul Hammer!" Ting Se cast the spell a second time, but it still didn't stop it from standing up, watching the moment the magic was released, the spirit cloth wrapped around the mummy shone a little, and Tser understood that this kind of magic that faced the spirit was not suitable.

The mummy did not care about the spell cast, and stepped out of the coffin, and when she looked up and stretched out her hands to embrace the sandstorm in the sky, she saw five balls of light rushing towards her.

"Whew!" The mummy roared at the sandstorm as he was about to gain strength.

"Bang!"

A giant hand of blue pulsing dark red energy appeared in the hand of Tuseyan, and crumpled the mummy into pieces.

Five black rays of light swept across the ground, flew into the air and flew into the sky again, and when he saw this, he released the grip of death and pinched them, but those lights slid out of his fingertips like an illusion.

On the ground, the fragments of the mummy gathered in the invisible force, and the mummy was put back together in an instant, and the slap saw this and took half a step back vigilantly, this thing is immortal.

The mummy looked at Tuser and opened his arms again, five black lights instantly merged into its body, its cavity began to be full, and in an instant, Tuser heard the sound of his heartbeat.

In the midst of the vigilance, the sandstorm in the sky began to gradually disappear, a large number of stones, trees, tiles, people and animals fell from the sky, looking at a large number of things smashed and hurriedly dodged, and finally saw a shadow smashed over He caught it directly, it was a person.

"Are you alright?" He looked at the pale-faced man and asked, the man was not dead yet, he snorted hard, and then his eyes widened and he began to scream.

"What's the matter?" He watched as the human body he caught began to decompose, and hurriedly threw it to the ground and took two steps back, only to find that all the people around him who had fallen to the ground began to decompose, turning into particles and rushing to the mummy with open arms.

"Help me!" The man who was thrown on the ground reached for the man, who released the Death Grip again, but a layer of sand suddenly rose from the mummy's feet, and a lion was instantly piled up on its body.

"Bang!" The Grip of Death popped Lionface's head, and in an instant a large amount of sand was filled, and it was restored in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, he didn't do it again, his magic power was running out.

After a few seconds, the lion-face unraveled automatically, revealing the mummy inside, it was now very full, the body under the strip of cloth was no different from a human, the long straight black hair fluttered without wind, and a pair of ruby eyes were exposed in the gap of the strip of cloth, bewitching and beautiful.

He hesitated for a second, staggered his gaze and released the Death Grip again, only to see that the huge demonic hand pinched its body, but it could not be crushed, but rattled against the glass.

Eventually, the magic effect of the Death Grip ends, and it dissolves into nothingness.

"Humble ant, I am Pharaoh Shepsut, daughter of the great sun god." The mummy stood there and said in that crisp, seductive voice, "I give you a chance to surrender, now kneel on the ground and crawl over and kiss my feet." ”

"Isn't the Daughter of God amazing?" Hearing this, he said with a look of disgust, "You are an indigenous. ”

"Since you dare to despise me?"

Shepsut looked at him in disbelief when he heard this, in its time, its name alone had an irresistible magic, and officials took pride in kissing Pharaoh's feet, how could times have changed, and people had ended their mad worship of Pharaoh?

Shepsut shook her head and stopped thinking about the anomaly, getting acquainted with the world was a thing of the past, and all she needed to do now was kill the ants that offended her in front of her.

A voice with magical power came from its mouth, and the corpses around it swayed and crawled up, their eyes locked on it, and then rushed towards him with a snort.

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