Christine was reluctantly persuaded to leave by Hussein. Hussein acted as if nothing had happened. Facing Weston's joking gaze, his expression did not change at all and he calmly took a sip of juice.
"You have really changed a lot." Weston smiled helplessly.
"The environment has changed, how can I stay the same?!" Hussein responded lazily, "Speaking of which, you have changed the most. But I heard that you seem to have done a lot of amazing things.
matter."
"It's just some little things!" Weston said calmly.
"Tsk tsk tsk, he is indeed a genius wizard in the magic world. His words are different and grand!" Hussein joked with a smile, "I wonder if I will have the opportunity to be so grand?"
"If you have anything to say, just say it!" Weston said angrily.
"Exciting!" Hussein laughed loudly, and then asked seriously, "Do you have any plans to establish a magic guild in Egypt?"
Weston glanced at him in surprise. When did this guy become so discerning? He seemed to have quite a lot of ambition!
"Do you want..." Weston asked tentatively.
"It's just what you think!" Hussein sneered, "When I brought my people out of the desert, the Egyptian Ministry of Magic took great care of me, and I want to return it to them properly."
"There's nothing wrong with me here, but are you sure you can withstand the pressure?" Weston raised his eyebrows, "It seems you don't have enough strength in your hands!"
Weston's words were very rude, and Hussein didn't mind. He took out something from his arms - it was a simple bracelet, which looked a bit like a gold-plated material, with a human head and a scorpion body on it.
of relief.
The most important thing is that Weston felt a familiar aura on it, which was exactly the same as his Feather of Fairness.
"Is this something belonging to the God of Death?" Weston glanced at Hussein in surprise, "It can't be the bracelet of the God of Death, right?"
"You know?" Hussein was also surprised, and then said easily, "Yes, this is the Bracelet of Death."
"Amazing." Weston gave a thumbs up, "This thing should be placed in the Scorpion Emperor's pyramid, right? You actually found it!"
"It seems you really know." Hussein nodded and sighed, "You are always so mysterious. It seems like nothing can be hidden from you."
If you have watched "The Mummy" and "The Mummy 2", you will be like this too. There is only a distance traveled between us. Weston thought to himself, but there was a look of curiosity on his face: "Can you say
Next, how did you find it?"
"There's nothing that can't be said." Hussein nodded slightly, "Speaking of which, this matter has something to do with that guy Dino."
"As you know, he has regained the blessing of the god Ra and has been preparing to regain the glory that belongs to the Seti family."
Weston nodded to show his understanding.
"That's how it started." Hussein continued, "One day, while praying, Dino received the oracle from La. The Scorpion Emperor was about to be resurrected. This was how he could spread the faith belonging to La.
, the best opportunity is for him to destroy the Scorpion Emperor."
"You know the level of that guy." After saying this, Hussein smiled, "So, he found me to help. At that time, I had just led my tribe out of the desert, and I didn't know what to do."
"So, you agreed?" Weston asked.
"I have no reason to refuse, do I?" Hussein asked rhetorically, "Besides, we also made it very clear that no matter what is harvested in it, it belongs to us. The reputation belongs to him, and we want the property."
Well, that’s not a loss. Weston nodded secretly.
"Although we repeatedly overestimated the strength of the Scorpion King, we almost failed in the end!" Hussein said this, with lingering fear and sadness in his eyes, "The Scorpion King is really too strong!
If my tribe hadn’t fought desperately, I might not have been able to come back.”
"In the end, more than twenty tribesmen died before we killed it again and put its soul into the Death Bracelet."
"Can it collect souls?" Weston looked at the Death Bracelet and said with some surprise, "I remember that in the records I saw in the library, it seemed that this thing could summon the army of Death, but it was
I didn’t expect that this thing has the effect of absorbing souls!”
"The army of the god of death?" Hussein sneered, "Where do you think the army of the god of death came from?"
Weston heard the implication of Hussein's words, thought about it for a moment, and suddenly thought of a possibility.
"It seems you have thought of it!" Hussein looked at Weston with a smile, "The Bracelet of Death can indeed summon Anubis' army, but there is one condition, and that is the soul. Without a soul,
How should the army be formed?"
"Speaking of which, when the Scorpion Emperor first obtained the Death Bracelet, it had no power at all. It was the Scorpion Emperor who killed three thousand slaves and filled the Death Bracelet with the first batch of souls.
Let the power of the Death Bracelet be truly demonstrated."
"In other words, the army of the God of Death is not immortal, but after killing it, it can be replaced with other souls, right?" Weston guessed.
"I knew I couldn't hide it from you!" Hussein smiled bitterly and shook his head, but he didn't seem to care much.
Weston thought for a moment and understood the reason. When the Scorpion Emperor was alive, he was a tyrant, and the number of people who died at his hands was not a small number. This also meant that the souls in the Bracelet of Death were definitely not
A small number.
The number of souls in reserve is sufficient. If used against the enemy, the enemy's souls can also be replenished. No wonder Hussein doesn't care, Weston guessed it.
Thinking of this, Weston showed a smirk on his lips and deliberately said to himself: "This thing is quite rogue. I don't know if the "Sun Golden Sutra" can take away all the souls in it, just like "The Undead"
The Black Sutra can also be used..."
Hussein suddenly stiffened and stopped drinking the juice leisurely. He stared at Weston nervously for a while, then realized that Weston was making fun of him. He breathed a sigh of relief and at the same time, he stared at Weston nervously for a while.
He gave Weston a resentful look.
"Old friend, isn't this a bad thing?" Hussein said quietly, "It seems that when you got these two magic books, I did a lot of work?"
"Yes, especially when moving the gold, you really put in a lot of effort!" Weston nodded in agreement.
Go to hell! Hussein glared at him angrily, resisted the urge to pour the juice on his head, and asked: "By the way, I haven't asked you yet, did you come back to Egypt this time?
What's the matter?"
"It's just a small thing!" Weston said lightly, "I just want to go to Hamna Tower again!"
Hussein looked at Weston doubtfully to confirm that he was not lying. He lowered his head and thought for a while, then suddenly raised his head: "You..."
"Hush - if you think of it, don't say it!" Weston interrupted Hussein, "Keep it a secret for me!"
Hussein's expression changed uncertainly and he nodded slowly.