As soon as the locust swarm arrived, the succulent had already rushed into the entrance of the underground mausoleum riding the dog-shaped puppet "Erha". At this moment, it was leaning out most of its body and waving desperately to "O'Connor" and others.
The latter woke up from the shock and ran towards the entrance of the underground mausoleum before the locust swarm at the rear could fill up.
At the same time, several Americans headed by "Danny" and some local workers who survived also took the opportunity to escape into the mausoleum in embarrassment.
The passages in the tomb were criss-crossed, and the locust swarms were not targeting humans. After running through more than a dozen intersections, the group finally left the vast majority of the locusts behind.
"What the hell! Why are there so many locusts this season?"
Cousin "Jonathan" kept swatting the bugs that landed on him and stomping on them with his feet like he was angry until the juices splashed out.
"It's all because of you!" The Egyptology professor "Alan" who had woken up at some point suddenly jumped up and pointed angrily at the innocent-looking "Evelin", "Because you read the "Black Book of the Dead"
The resurrection spell on the book! According to what is said on the wooden box containing this scripture, a sinner who has been punished by "worm bites" is sealed in the Hamna Tower. Once this person is resurrected, he will bring terrible disasters to Egypt!
This unseasonable locust plague is a sign!"
Several Americans are doubtful. In their conscience, they have always scorned remarks like curses or resurrection of the dead, but what is happening now cannot be explained...
"O'Connor" calmly blocked the frightened "Evelyn" behind him, put on a relaxed tone, and said with a smile: "Hey, guys, relax, they're just some bugs eating crops.
You don’t really believe that there is any curse from the Pharaoh, do you? And compared to these bugs, shouldn’t we pay more attention to another thing – what do you think? Mr. Magician from the East?”
"O'Connor" said this, everyone suddenly recalled the terrifying sky-burning fire before, and all of them turned their attention to Luo Jie, who was leaning against the wall in silence at the back of the team.
"What Professor "Allen" said is true. "Evelyn" did release a terrifying thousand-year-old undead."
The two teams couldn't help but burst into an uproar. The American team leader "Dandy", who had lost his suit and was only wearing a shirt, said in disbelief: "Shouldn't we be talking about science? How could there be any spells and curses?"
"Evelin" was the quickest to accept this fact, and said with a wry smile: "For the ancient Egyptians, magic was their science - a high-end science in the hands of a very small number of nobles."
The cowboy "Henderson" pulled the bolt of the gun, spat, and cursed: "It doesn't matter what undead or ***, as long as it dares to appear, I will make it understand that times have changed."
The succulent fiddled with "Erha"'s mane and sneered: "If you had a 75mm artillery, there might be hope. Just go to sleep with this fire stick in your hand."
Egyptology professor "Alan" thought more rationally. He pondered for a moment and suddenly said: "This friend from the East, you have such a powerful power, but you deliberately concealed it from us all the way. I find it hard to believe what you did.
It has nothing to do with this incident."
After "Alan" said this, others immediately noticed various doubts in Luo Jie's behavior.
Now that there was no need to hide the matter, Luo Jie smiled and admitted frankly: "Yes, the purpose of my coming to Hamna Tower is to eliminate this undead spirit."
"Then why didn't you stop this woman when she read out the incantation in the Black Book of the Dead?" "Alan" accused Luo Jie angrily and loudly.
"Because I can't kill a corpse. If I want to deal with this undead once and for all, I have to resurrect him first."
Egyptology professor "Alan" was furious. Although he felt that this explanation was simply ridiculous, there seemed to be nothing wrong with the literal meaning.
"Friends, now is not the time to quarrel." "O'Connor" didn't want to have internal strife within the team in the face of foreign enemies, so he took the initiative to stand up and make peace. "Professor, what happened has happened, and there is no point in pursuing the responsibility anymore.
...Mr. Ye, since your purpose is for this undead, that means you can kill it, right?"
Luo Jie shook his head regretfully: "I can't guarantee this."
In fact, this is an understatement. In fact, the BOSS "Imerton" is very difficult to deal with. When fully resurrected, he has extremely powerful magical abilities. He can freely control the yellow sand and is completely immune to all physical attacks. Once the battle goes against him, he will
Turn into a sandstorm and escape.
The only way to completely eliminate him is the "Sun Golden Sutra" which has a 100% instant death effect on undead creatures.
"There's no guarantee you'll resurrect it?"
"If I don't do this, there will always be someone who does. At that time, those people's purpose may be to use the power of this thousand-year undead to rule the world."
There are always lunatics who want to rule the world in this world. "O'Connor" and others knew that there was indeed such a possibility as what Luo Jie said, and fell into a brief silence for a while.
"Of course, we don't have no chance at all - as long as we can find another "Sun Golden Sutra", we can send it back to the underworld."
"The Golden Book of the Sun?" "Evelin"'s eyes lit up when she heard this, and then her expression became slumped again, "There is an error in the book records. What is buried under the statue of Anubis, the God of Death, is the Black Book of the Dead, not the Black Book of the Dead.
"Sun Golden Sutra".
"Of course we know that the Golden Sutra of the Sun is buried under the Sun God Statue, but the problem now is that we don't know where the Sun God Statue is in Hamna Tower." Succulent plant interrupted.
"I understand!" The American "Danny" suddenly shouted, pointing at Luo Jie and "O'Connor", with a twisted face: "What about the "Black Book of the Dead" and "The Golden Book of the Sun", what are the resurrected ones?"
Thousand-year-old undead, you guys have colluded to scare us away with such lame stories so that you can monopolize the Pharaoh's treasure, right? I will never fall for your deception! - Henderson, Bernsch,
Let’s go! I want to see if there is anything moving in this tomb!”
The other two Americans were obviously hesitant about Luo Jie's words. When they heard the call of their companion "Danny", they hesitated for a moment and followed him with guns and oil lamps.
"They are dead...Brother Night Dire, won't we stop them?" "Succulents" looked at Luo Jie inquiringly.
Luo Jie glanced at the Egyptology professor "Alan" who remained motionless, and lowered his voice: "Don't worry about them. If the plot has inertia, at least two of them can escape back to Cairo alive... Even if
They all died here. As long as this Egyptology professor is still here, "Imerton" will not become complete for the time being, and the situation is still under our control."
Just when Luo Jie was preparing to arrange for "Evelin" to go to the Cairo Museum to look for clues about the Sun God Statue, suddenly a scream and continuous gunshots came from deep in the passage, followed by "Danny" and "Han" who had left before.
The three Americans, "Desen" and "Bernsch", ran out of the depths of the tomb with extremely frightened expressions.
"***! There really is a moving ***!"
Luo Jie and the succulents passed by several Americans who were screaming and running away, and faced the dark corridor in a fighting posture.
However, what they didn't expect was that the mummy that came towards them was even more embarrassed than the three American guys before. It was covered with foot-long ice picks all over its body. It opened its mouth wide and wanted to let out an angry roar, but because its tongue had already been
After being unplugged, it can only open and close repeatedly silently.
Luo Jie and Succulent looked at each other speechlessly.