On the one hand, it was Emoho's intuition that the news told by this powerful Eastern wizard should be very important to him. On the other hand, it was out of trust in this powerful man that he felt that the other party would not fool him with his words. In the end, he still
One thing was that he was worried that if he didn't agree, he would offend the other party. The old man standing behind the other party like a servant felt like he could drink a pot by himself without the other party taking action.
So, what if you don’t agree?
Just after Emoho nodded to agree to the deal, Xue Wusuan's mind moved, and the two scriptures hidden in a box broke open and flew into his hands, and then the so-called souls on them
The method of refining was immediately broken by the system, without harming the scriptures or affecting Emerho.
Emerho, who didn't know the whole story, was thankful that the other party was able to break the soul refining method he had set in the scriptures so gently, and his strength was higher than he had imagined before. He had no idea that all this was actually done by the "system"
.
After returning the two scriptures to the storage space of the system, Xue Wusuan laughed, and then clicked on a message that went directly into Emerho's mind.
The content is: "When you step into the core of the Scorpion Emperor's tomb, Anubis will take away all your mana and magic weapons, so that you can only use the power of an ordinary person to fight against the inhuman beings who have been born.
The duel between the transformed Scorpion Emperor. With your current physical strength, the possibility of defeating him is less than 30%."
With this news, Emerjo's heart skipped a beat when he heard it, and he almost jumped out of fright.
What kind of existence is the Scorpion Emperor? He was a famous super warrior in ancient Egypt. It may be a bit exaggerated to say that he is an enemy of a thousand people, but an enemy of a hundred people is real. Such a powerful warrior was defeated by Anu
Bisi used magic power to transform his physical body. What would it look like?
Before, I was full of confidence, all based on the fact that the Scorpion Emperor is a warrior, and he, Emerald, is a wizard. There is an essential power gap between the two. But now, I find that this is a naive idea. No wonder the Scorpion Emperor has been there for so many years.
His tomb is opened every year of the Scorpion, but no one has ever killed him to gain command of Anubis's army.
Holding the small green bottle tightly, Emerho didn't hesitate at all. He raised his head and drank it all. Almost the moment he entered his stomach, he immediately felt a feeling of evolutionary variation from the physical body that he had never experienced before.
Swept through his whole body.
Unlike ordinary people, as a wizard, Emerho can clearly feel the changes in his body. In his opinion, this is simply a miracle!
A moment later, after absorbing the effects of the genetic modification agent, Emerho picked up the knife and cut off the palm of his left hand without blinking. Then he gathered his magic power and quietly looked at his broken wrist.
Blood-red sprouts sprouted out from inside, and then quickly entangled together, and finally a palm that was exactly the same as before quickly regenerated.
Then he tried his physical strength and reaction speed. Emerjo was very satisfied and excited. His body was eight times stronger than before! Coupled with some martial arts he had learned, he is now, say
It is no exaggeration to say that he is a warrior far beyond ordinary people.
Even Emoho is still secretly wondering whether he is the only person in Egyptian history who is both a super warrior and a powerful wizard?
"Haha, how is it? The strengthening effect of the genetic medicine did not disappoint you, did it?" Xue Wusuan took a sip of the cold red wine and asked with a smile to Emerho, who had completed the test on his body.
"Thank you for your generosity. I am honored to be able to conclude this deal with you. The effect of this bottle of genetic medicine is nothing short of miraculous!"
"Well, as long as you're satisfied. Let's go, I also want to see your duel with the Scorpion Emperor, and I'm also curious about how strong Anubis's army is."
Hearing that Xue Wusuan wanted to follow him, Emohuo's heart trembled. He really didn't want to go with this terrifying oriental man. He couldn't control this person at all, and he didn't know what he would do to him.
Will it have any impact on my plan? But there was a lot of joy on his face, and he kept saying yes.
And just after Xue Wusuan led his servants to join Emoho's team, on the other side, after experiencing a malicious attack from the wizard, the Conrads and their entourage were already heading towards the tomb of the Scorpion Emperor in the distance.
Closer.
For the Conrads, killing the Scorpion Emperor and stopping Emoho was just incidental. Their main goal was to rescue their son. So when they arrived at a lush grassland as tall as one person, they stopped.
On the one hand, he was preparing to ambush Emoho's gang here and rescue his son. On the other hand, he also discovered that there was a fatal threat hidden in the huge grassland in front of him. He wanted to wait and see what would happen.
Where does the danger come from?
Near the edge of this vast deep grassland, countless human heads appeared, either tied to vines and hung in the forest like decorations, or placed in cages, or piled up into waist-high piles.
Small Jingguan. Moreover, these heads are not ordinary heads, but specially processed shrunken heads. Not only are their faces clear, but their shapes are also terrifying.
Such a weird and horrifying scene already explains the problem. Here, or in this vast grassland, lives a group of hunters who like to hunt and cut off human heads as ornamental objects.
The reincarnations led by Cheng Lin continued to remain silent, secretly strengthening their vigilance and igniting fighting spirit in their hearts. Of course, the seniors were like this, while the newcomers were holding the guns in their hands with extremely nervous expressions. Because they all knew that from here on,
From now on, their team battle is about to begin. Whether they live or die depends on their performance and luck.
Not long after, a group of people with red headscarves on their heads came over from a distance. It was Emoho's group. During this period, there was a man wearing a gentleman's hat who looked very eye-catching among the group of people. But the hat blocked the view and did not
People recognize who it is.
Seeing the target enter the deep grassland. Just like the original plot, Evelyn and her brother who came with her found a commanding height, holding up sniper rifles and acting as fire cover. Conard and the gravekeeper Adsby
Then he sneaked into the deep grass, waiting for opportunities to save people.
The difference from the original plot is that the reincarnations have joined. A veteran who is proficient in marksmanship is hiding on the commanding heights with Evelyn to act as fire support. The remaining four seniors and six newcomers follow Connor
De and Adsby entered the deep grass.
Soon, the hunters living in this vast grassland made everyone feel what it meant to be afraid.
They are less than a foot tall, have humanoid shapes, big heads, ferocious faces, quick movements, live in groups, have low intelligence, and have little magic power, but they are not short of weapons. Blow darts coated with poison and sharp bone knives are among their
They were simply harvesters of life in their hands. In addition, the surroundings were surrounded by tall grass, making it extremely difficult for people who entered the place to detect their existence. They were knocked down one by one and their heads cut off.
The panicked followers of Emerho were struggling to deal with these terrifying monsters, and the reincarnations hiding among them also found their opponents: the 101st Reincarnation Squad.
A fight began. People killed people, monsters killed people, people killed monsters. The screams were mixed with the roars of monsters, and a strong smell of blood spread out in a moment.
But the few people walking at the front of the team had no intention of looking back.
Emerho never cares about the life or death of his followers. In his opinion, those who die are trash and no longer qualified to be his followers.
And Xue Wusuan was even more confused. His purpose of coming here was not to save these insignificant people.