"Beep! The evaluation of the world's danger level has been completed, and the plot and tasks promulgated by the Lord God have been completed simultaneously. The world's danger level here is level 9. Please be careful, the host."
Level nine can be said to be quite dangerous. But for Xue Wusuan's inner plan, this danger level seems to be quite suitable.
Moreover, the plots and tasks arranged by the Lord God were also synchronized, and combined with some details that the previous system had discovered in advance, this saved Xue Wusuan a lot of effort.
After thinking for a moment, a newly instilled memory from the system came to Xue Wusuan's mind. He also knew what the name of this world was in the eyes of the Lord God.
"The Mummy Returns".
This is a story about ghosts and ghosts that happened in 1933. A strange family of three made a living by robbing tombs and archeology, and lived a prosperous life. By chance, they discovered a history of ghosts and ghosts that had been deliberately concealed by the ancients.
This history tells that there once was a powerful emperor in ancient Egypt, nicknamed the Scorpion King. In order to establish the huge Scorpion Empire, the emperor personally conquered and launched invasions from all directions. But in the end he was defeated by powerful enemies and the empire collapsed.
While fleeing, his followers died one after another, and only the Scorpion King survived to the end.
But no matter how powerful the Scorpion King is, he is only a mortal. Facing the vast desert, there is only one way to die.
Before he died, the Scorpion King was unwilling to give up. He prayed to "Anubis", the god of death in this world, saying that he was willing to use his soul in exchange, hoping that Anubis would help him defeat the powerful empire that defeated him.
I don’t know if he had nothing to do or if there was something fishy about the Scorpion King’s soul. Anubis agreed to the deal. Not only did Anubis let the Scorpion King walk out of the desert alive, but he also handed over his army to the Scorpion King.
command.
The army of the underworld, it doesn’t take much thinking to know that it will never be able to be dealt with by mortals. Therefore, the Scorpion King easily destroyed the empire that had defeated him. After that, the deal was completed, and the Scorpion King’s soul was
After being taken away by Anubis, the army of the underworld returned to the underworld.
The plots and tasks assigned by the Lord God to the reincarnators all revolve around the Scorpion King and the army of Anubis.
Xue Wusuan rubbed the ghost head on his cane and smiled to himself: I didn't expect that the God of Death in this world also likes to make deals, but why does it want the souls of living people? As a God of Death, aren't all souls under its jurisdiction?
Or maybe the God of Death in this world is different from what I understand. It is not a god at all, and it cannot control the life and death of living beings at all?
His mind was a little confused. The system was not able to figure out these things directly. Xue Wusuan could not guess such a guess. He shook his head and thought, Xue Wusuan floated down quietly without hiding his body.
Shaped, it fell straight into the shed built next to the excavation site below.
"Who are you?!"
Xue Wusuan's sudden appearance was extremely sudden and silent. It was as if he appeared out of thin air. The people in the shed were startled. Those who drew their swords and those who drew their guns pointed at them in unison.
passed.
When Xue Wusuan came to the shed, he naturally wanted to understand the two strange books and the jar that he had just sensed and detected. As for the woman who was looking at him in surprise, he didn't have much interest anymore.
Is it just a special soul body that has restored the memory of its previous life? It’s not like I’ve never seen it before.
"Bah!" Xue Wusuan lit a cigarette, took a puff, exhaled a cloud of smoke, then pointed to the two huge books on the table with a smile, and said: "Can you show me these two books?"
see?"
"Who are you? If you don't tell me, you will die!"
The person who said this was a strong black man. His muscles were packed together, and a foot-long scimitar shone coldly in his hand. He was also filled with murderous intent, and it was obvious that this man had a lot of blood on his hands.
"Well, I'm actually a businessman. I came here to see if there is any suitable business I can do. For example, those two books are good business. Of course, the lives of all of you can also be traded."
"Shoot!" The black man instinctively felt that an extremely dangerous aura was emanating from the sudden appearance of the Oriental in front of him. Faced with the danger, he instinctively chose the safest way: strike first.
powerful.
"Da da da..." Gunfire erupted, and the space in the small shed was almost filled with bullets, which converged towards Xue Wusuan.
After all the bullets in a magazine were fired, Xue Wusuan smoked less than half of the cigarette in his mouth, and the smile on his face did not change at all. He stretched out two fingers, shook them, and said: "Two choices. One
, use your life to make up for the offending you just did to me; 2, use the two books on the table in exchange for half of your life. You choose."
"Are you a wizard from the East?!"
After all, this world can be regarded as a world of gods and ghosts. These people are not ordinary people who know nothing. After seeing that Xue Wusuan can ignore bullets and let bullets pass directly through his body without any damage, even his clothes are intact.
, the first reaction is not "this is impossible", but to conclude that he is a wizard from the East. And wizard is synonymous with people with extraordinary power in this world.
"I said, I am a businessman. Now that I have proposed a transaction plan, you should be more concerned about how to choose, rather than anything else. I am very impatient. If you don't choose, I will default to you choosing the first one.
strip."
To Xue Wusuan's surprise, the people who attacked him all looked determined, and none of them asked for mercy. Their eyes were filled with resentment. Especially the black man, who even mocked him and said, "Bold Oriental."
, these two books belong to Emerho, and you actually want to get your hands on them, you are asking for death!"
Okay, Xue Wusuan understood that these people are not afraid of death. There is nothing to say. What he is not afraid of the most is killing people.
"Bang bang bang..."
As soon as the black man's voice fell, heads exploded like fireworks. Blood and bone fragments flew everywhere in the shed. All the people who had shot at Xue Wusuan had their heads exploded at the same time, including that man.
black people.
And something strange happened at this moment.
Xue Wusuan saw that the souls of the dozens of dead people had just emerged from their bodies and were immediately sucked into the formation underground. They were quickly pulled down. He was curious and his senses immediately followed him. He was surprised.
It was discovered that these newly dead souls were like fodder. After being pulled down by the formation, they were immediately eaten by the old ghosts below who had been trapped for who knows how long. In the blink of an eye, no residue was left.
"Did I guess wrong? The formation below is not to imprison them, but to raise them? Why?"
Xue Wusuan thought as he thought, and stopped the woman who was about to escape with two books in her arms. Then he raised his hand and sucked the two books into his own hand.
"Beep! Found the Bible of the Undead, a compilation of fifth- to sixth-grade ghost arts. Found the Golden Sutra of the Sun, a compilation of fifth-grade to sixth-grade evil arts. Special reminder, this item belongs to the owner and cannot be recycled."
Does it have an owner? So, the owner of this thing is not the people who died just now? Is it really like the nigger said, the owner of this thing is the person named "Emoho"?
But according to the system and the main god's plot information, this Emoho has long been dead and is still waiting to be resurrected by his followers. Can a dead person also enjoy ownership? Can he also have control over these two books? The system
What the hell is going on?
Out of curiosity, Xue Wusuan opened two books. It turned out that there was only a spell written in ancient Egyptian characters, and there was no other word. It seemed that there was a force that covered up all the words except this spell. I thought.
I want to break it open, but I am worried about damaging the words covering the underneath.
The spell seems to be used to enchant souls and has a very magical power. But this is of little significance to Xue Wusuan. What is more useful are the hidden ghosts and evil arts.
"System, what's going on?"
"Beep! This object is a soul-forged object. Unless the original owner or the soul of the original owner is scattered, it is impossible to investigate the contents of this object and forcibly unlock it. The host's current strength cannot guarantee the integrity of this object."
Xue Wusuan cursed in his mind, then turned to look at the woman he was holding and asked: "I know you have recovered the memory of your previous life. So can you tell me where Emerho is now?"