Night gradually fell, and in the desert, Hamna Tower, known as the City of the Dead, was dyed with a layer of blurred night, adding a mysterious atmosphere.
When Evelin woke up from her coma, she was horrified to find that she was lying on a stone bed in the Hamnata Tomb, and her wrists and ankles were covered with tape.
He was shackled, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free. The lights and candles swayed around him, as if reflecting many gloomy ghosts.
The five jars placed on the right side of her body also looked very familiar. They were the five sacred urns containing Ansuna's organs that Henderson and others took out from the stone niche box.
The images carved on the five sacred urns are the descendants of Horus, the patron saint of the Pharaoh. They are the vulture, goat, bull, jackal and macaque.
In Egyptian beliefs about funerals, his five sons were responsible for managing the five jars of the deceased, which contained the heart, liver, lungs, intestines, and stomach respectively.
When she turned her face to the left, she discovered that there was also a mummy with her eyes covered with bandages lying on her left side. She couldn't help but screamed with pale face: "Help, someone come and save me."
Get out!"
If her guess was correct, this mummy should undoubtedly be that of Ansuna.
Then, a person came from the depths of the tomb passage, which confirmed his suspicion. He saw Immorton, who was completely resurrected and restored to his human form. He had a shiny forehead and was wearing a black robe, with his clothes open.
Showing strong muscles, a golden necklace symbolizing the identity of the high priest hangs around his neck, and a treasure bag marked with the sigil of Anubis, the god of death, hangs around his waist. It is evil yet sacred, with a dual identity attached.
There is an indescribable weird feeling in one place!
Finally, it was time to resurrect his lover, and Immorton looked nervous and excited at the same time.
Holding the Black Book of the Dead in his hand, he stepped to the stone bed used for sacrifice. He gently touched Ansuna's face with his right hand, and his eyes showed rare love: "Ansuna, I
Dear lover, today I will use the power of death to let you return from the underworld. From now on, no one can stop our sincere and precious love and live a happy life. From now on, the whole world will be our garden palace!"
At the same time, around the stone bed altar, a dense black air suddenly rose up, transforming into twelve monk mummies. Although they were ugly, decayed and dilapidated, they were all kneeling on the ground.
When meeting Immorton, they all showed a respectful look in a very anthropomorphic manner.
When they were alive, these mummies were also the escorting monks under the high priest Imogen. Their duty was to guard the high priest. Even when Imogen and Naansuna had an affair, they were also in the pharaoh's palace.
The guard can be said to be loyal. Even after death, they are the high priests who will unswervingly support them in the underworld!
At this time, these twelve monks were distributed around the altar, escorting Immortun's soul-calling ceremony.
At this time, Immorton was even more excited. He slowly opened the Black Book of the Dead in his hand. With his lips moving, he followed the contents of the book and silently recited some obscure Egyptian incantations.
The mana flows faintly.
At the same time, in a soul-calling pool not far from the altar, the dark black water from hell was rolling, misty, and flowing. The magic power of the god of death formed a vortex in the pool, spinning rapidly and whining.
The miserable and beautiful wail of the wronged soul is like the whisper of a ghost, whimpering and hoarse, eerie and eerie.
Immorton pressed his hands firmly on the Black Book of the Dead, sped up the chanting of the incantations in his mouth, and the soul power of faith in the God of Death was once again aroused. At this time, in the rapidly rotating soul-calling pool, a wisp of black water suddenly separated,
It turned into a vague soul shadow, and as time passed, it gradually turned into a clear human-shaped shadow, like black cotton wool, floating slowly, slowly flying towards Ansuna's mummy body.
After hovering above her body, he suddenly submerged into it.
"hiss!"
When the black water completely submerged into Ansuna's body, and even the last ghostly energy was contained in it, Ansuna, who had been lying still, suddenly started to move, and her withered and wrinkled hands couldn't help but cover her throat.
, take a breath of relief!
"Welcome the Queen to return to this world!"
Seeing this, the twelve monk mummies seemed to be twelve babies connected into one body. They knelt down in unison and worshiped respectfully.
"Because of your sacrifice, Ansuna will be resurrected!"
At this time, it was also the most critical moment of the entire soul-calling ceremony. Immorton took a deep breath and raised a sharp golden dagger in his hand with a somewhat fanatical look in his eyes.
Now, as long as the dagger is pierced into Evelin's body, the blood of the creatures in her body is absorbed, and then injected into Ansuna's body, the former lover can be resurrected.
Just when Evelin looked fearfully, the dagger in Immorton's hand was about to fall.
At the entrance of the underground palace mausoleum, a figure flashed out. The figure was tall and tall, wearing a pure white robe, fluttering in the wind, and the muscles on his body were bulging in rows, making him look powerful.
Unpredictable.
After appearing for a moment, the man in white moved and disappeared at the entrance of the cave.
"It's you?"
Although he was wearing a black hat, Immorton could clearly tell from his clothes that this was the man who knocked him back with a palm after he resurrected from the sarcophagus.
mysterious oriental man.
"You don't know how high the heaven and earth are, you dare to come to our door. Outsiders, you should die!"
Immorton, who deeply loves Ansuna, naturally does not allow anyone to disturb the ceremony of his resurrected lover. Moreover, he and Li Xiao still have an old debt to settle. After hesitating for a moment, he temporarily put down the golden hand in his hand.
With the dagger, he flicked his black robe, and his body was carried by the dark wind, and he quickly fled in the direction where Li Xiaoyin disappeared!
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Under the dark night sky, above the Arabian Desert.
A masked man in white and a bald man in black were chasing each other one after another.
"I had just come back to life that day and was in a weak state, so my strength was weak. At this time, the power of the curse had been fully applied to me. Why, you were so scared too."
Immorton sneered, and dense ancient Egyptian runes appeared on the pendant on his chest. He activated his soaring technique with all his strength. After a few blurs, he quickly closed the distance to the man in white and stretched out his hand.
He grabbed his right hand, and a broad palm grasped the opponent's shoulder tightly like a vise. The tremendous force came down and crushed his shoulder blades with a crack.
Just when Immorton was overjoyed, the man in white under his palm's fleeing figure stagnated slightly, and then he endured the severe pain in his shoulder, and his body spun strangely like a top, flashing with dark light. Glossy iron claws shot out from under his ribs and pierced straight into his chest.
The iron claw stirred fiercely inside his body, but what flowed out of Immorton's body was not bright red blood, but an unknown ink-colored viscous juice.
"You...are not that outsider?! Who on earth are you!" Under the dim silvery moonlight, when he saw the face of the man in front of him clearly, Immorton couldn't help but look surprised and shouted in surprise.
He saw the monster in front of him with a bruised face, a surface as full of potholes as the surface of the moon, and turbid and empty pupils. Two long fangs protruded from the bloodless lips. It was not the monster he had seen before. Judging from his appearance, the Eastern man he fought was somewhat similar to himself before his complete resurrection. However, this monster was also decayed, but the cells, flesh and blood tissue covering the surface of its bones were obviously more mature than that of the mummy. exuberant.
Moreover, the mummy's facial features were removed and the blood in its meridians was cut off. But the strange thing was that Immorton could clearly feel the blood flowing and beating under the skin from the other party's corpse, but the blood was very rare and had a high temperature. It’s also freezing cold!
Xiaoqiang slowly withdrew the iron claw from Immorton's chest, but when he saw that the wounds on the opponent's body were healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, his expression became horrified.
"The healing speed is so fast. We zombies also need to rely on blood to heal after being injured, but you are almost immortal and your wounds can heal automatically. Could this be the power of the curse given to you by the God of Death?"
"Zombie? Could it be that you, a foreigner, are also a type of mummy?"
"Hmph, stop playing around with your superficial ignorance! Although your mummies have amazing healing powers, they are still puppet bodies controlled by the God of Death. However, we still have a breath of evil spirit left when we die. As long as we continue to absorb the energy from heaven and earth, The energy of Yin evil can increase the strength, continuously evolve, and become the god of drought, which can turn rivers and seas and cover thousands of miles. How can it be compared to you, the walking dead in the desert?"
Xiaoqiang and Immorton. One was a zombie that had been promoted to the level of jumping, and the other was a fully resurrected mummy. At this time, each looked at the other with a look of surprise, and they were stunned for several seconds.
"Oops, I fell into your despicable scheme."
At this time, Immorton, who had come back to his senses, suddenly realized something and suddenly turned around and flew towards the underground tomb of the City of the Dead.
There was Ansuna's soul-calling ritual waiting for him to perform there. It took a thousand years to finally get this opportunity. Immorton did not allow any mistakes in the soul-calling ritual. At this time, he thought about the soul-calling ritual he had rashly pursued. The move was really very reckless.
"Mummy kid, don't try to show off, I'll see where you run away."
"Corpse wave!"
How could Xiaoqiang give him a chance to escape? He raised his sharp fingertips and pointed at the back of Immorton's heart. He saw a wave of evil energy condensed into a sharp black wave. Pi Lian, with the sound of friction and explosion with the air, whipped towards the back of Immorton's heart.
When he was in Taohua Village, Xiaoqiang absorbed all the evil energy accumulated in the seven-star coffin of the Millennium Corpse Evil, like a giant python that swallowed a crocodile. When he first absorbed this evil energy, Xiaoqiang's strength did not improve.
Obviously. But with the passage of time in the system space, when Xiaoqiang refined all the zombie evil energy, it directly jumped to the jumping zombie level, and even approached the flying zombie state!
The corpse energy wave used by Xiaoqiang is no less than the energy whip used by a late-stage Xiantian realm. It contains powerful whipping and piercing power and should not be underestimated!
Immorton frowned slightly and spread his hands like an eagle spreading its wings.
At the same time, a strong wind suddenly rose behind him, and the yellow sand on the ground condensed and gathered into two thick salon rolls. With the two wind eyes as the center, they rotated rapidly and pushed forward rapidly amidst the whistling sound.
In just a fleeting moment, the powerful tearing force wiped out Xiao Qiang's Corpse Qi Wave. After that, it did not stop. Instead, with even more powerful power, it turned into a black sand storm covering the sky and swept forward.
Come, the terrifying power seems to annihilate the world connected to both ends.
"Is this the power of natural disaster controlled by the God of Death?"
Looking at the shocking natural disaster that destroyed half of the world, the solemn look on Xiaoqiang's face disappeared briefly, and he closed his eyes slightly. Then he bit his finger, and then directed the oozing black blood towards his forehead.
There was a heavy touch in his heart, and then, along with his two turbid pupils, there was a third ghostly eye that shone with a dark green color on his forehead!
When the third eye slowly opened, Xiaoqiang suddenly became erratic and illusive, resisting the erosion of the two salon rolls in a ghostly manner.
In the plane of "Mr. Zombie", Xiaoqiang's corpse before the second refining swallowed the ghost beads dropped after the ghost queen's soul was destroyed, and opened the third ghost eye on his forehead, thus mastering
The power of the ghost's wandering soul has become a ghost zombie with two forms: ghost and zombie, so at a specific moment, Xiaoqiang can switch into the illusory form of a ghost!
Because of this illusory form, the two roaring and raging Salon Scrolls were able to withstand a lot less impact. After about half a cup of tea, the Salon Scrolls finally lost their power and seemed to be deflated.
The balloon turned invisible.
After the salon volume was completely gone, Xiaoqiang's figure became solid again. Although the strong storm also had an impact on the soul, this kind of trauma can be gradually eliminated through subsequent practice.
Without the slightest pause, Xiaoqiang was able to move a few feet away without even taking a step. Not long after, he caught up with Immorton again.
"What a difficult guy!"
Hearing the shouts coming from behind him again, Immorton's relaxed expression was no longer there, and he couldn't help but frowned in anger. He took out a clay pot from the treasure bag at his waist and poured some finely divided pottery into his palm.
silver powder, and then blow it into the air with your mouth.
I saw these silver powders, after being contaminated by the sand and dust in the wind, suddenly doubled and magnified in the air, turning into dozens of jackal-headed and giant-bodied ghost soldiers. In their hands, they held long, three-pointed and two-edged swords.
The halberd shone with a soul-stirring cold light under the desolate moonlight.
Amidst the fierce screams of killing, the Nether soldiers held on to their halberds and gathered into a fan-shaped military formation to intercept Xiaoqiang who was following behind.
"Come out!"
Unexpectedly, Xiaoqiang made a move with his hand with a calm expression. Suddenly, countless stiff arms stretched out from the desert where the surrounding salons were raging. Then, no less than a hundred people crawled out of the desert.
A zombie turned into a vast sea of corpses, like a turtle caught in a urn, and moved towards Immorton and the Netherworld soldiers to encircle and suppress them!