Chapter 642

In a temple ruins tens of miles away from Luo, mottled stone marks engrave the traces of time on the ruins of the temple. In the yellow desert, the heaven and earth are vast and vast. The remnant walls of the temple stand quietly in the sunset, emitting a trace of desert desolation.

A line of Westerners with white robes and blond hair and blue eyes dragged down supplies from the camel team and set up tents in the ruins of the temple. Even reincarnation people are just more hungry and thirsty than ordinary people. If they want to survive in this desert of hundreds of square kilometers, diet, especially water resources, is still very important.

Hans, the captain of the rose and knight gun team, looked at the underground palace that had been dug up and said to a plump and charming woman behind him, "Dai Shan, are you sure the Scorpion King's gold bracelet is here?"

The woman Dai Shan was charming. She smiled and said: "Captain, although we are far away from the center of trouble - Cairo, haven't the archaeologists we found later verified them? They are all capable people. According to our investigation of nearby tribes, there are temples related to the Scorpion King and anubis myths and legends. This is the only one."

Hans looked into the distance, took a deep breath and sighed: "the situation of this mission is very bad. The situation can be said to be steep. If we are not careful enough, mass destruction is not an unexpected thing..."

Dai Shan's eyes flashed a trace of disbelief. She hesitated: "Although the ninth regiment war is dangerous, our mutual tasks are not absolutely opposite. According to the practice of space, the whole situation should be relatively balanced. Even if someone wants to mess around, the tacit understanding between our teams can let us unite to deal with the one who poses the greatest threat to us. The whole situation should be balanced!"

"The situation should not be so bad as that!"

Hans sneered: "if there was no danger to that extent, the dusk team would not be killed as soon as it came up, and the ghost cutting team would not be killed at the first time when it came into contact with the Kyushu team. There was only one alive... Dai Shan, the danger I said was not just the battle of the nine regiments, but the plot that was out of control before we came."

"You mean Kyushu team?" Dai Shan said in surprise: "Kyushu team has indeed worked deeply in this plot world and accumulated a strong 'potential', but I'm afraid they forget that such a strong strength will only be the way to death when their own strength becomes a weakness!"

"Now they have aroused all the teams, hidden hostility, and we have a tacit understanding to get them out first!"

Hans shook his head and said, "I always think things are not so simple. The reason why I want to bypass the main line of the first mummy and directly master the plot of the second one is because I am afraid! I am afraid. Now there is a terrible shadow lurking in the center of the vortex." Hans sighed a little for a while and stopped the topic.

"Stop talking!" Hans heard a noise coming from the front, put out his cigarette end and said, "there should be results ahead! Go and see with me!" as soon as he came to the entrance of the underground palace, he heard someone shouting in front: "Captain, we found it!"

Hans was as like as two peas, but the reincarnation's strong vigilance led him to command around him to step up his vigilance. Then he watched the box that was lifted out of Palace of the Earth, which was almost the same as the box in the original, which was carrying the bracelet of death. It made the rose and the Knights of the knight's squad breathe quickly.

Hans put his hand on the box and slightly opened a gap.

Through the dim golden light, Hans saw the strange gold bracelet inside, like a scorpion lying horizontally in the box. He quickly closed the cover of the box and told the left and right: "we'll go quickly when we get the things!"

The group hurried to the location of the Locke team, ready to ride on the camel and leave here. Hans was very urgent for some reason. It was like a big stone pressing there. When they got outside the temple, they felt a strong wind sweeping the sand and rushed straight to the people's faces. At this time, someone shouted: "Captain, the wind is blowing! It may be a sign of a sandstorm. Shall we hide in the temple for a night?"

Hans cut off the railway: "no, it's not safe here now. Everybody, get out of here!"

It was already dark. The dusk sun quickly pulled away from the earth, and the shadow shrouded everyone in a moment. In the darkness, Hans's mental power was radiated and carefully detected the movement around. The camel had been pulled out. Just as everyone was ready to leave, a sad roar like thunder sounded in Hans's mental power scanning.

Hans was so shocked that he almost fell off his horse.

Then a pair of blood red eyes flashed out in the dark heaven and earth. The feelings contained in the eyes were cold, sinister, ferocious, ruthless and cold. It looked at everyone. A line of reincarnation was like being thrown into an ice hole all over, with a deep cold facing the deepest fear in the heart.

A hoarse voice came from the darkness: "the bracelet of death is in your hand?"

Hans answered calmly, bearing the uneasiness in his heart: "we are archaeologists from Germany. We come here to excavate monuments and protect Egyptian cultural relics. If the bracelet of the God of death refers to a golden bracelet similar to a scorpion excavated at the bottom of the underground palace, it is indeed in our hands."

Those eyes stared for a moment, and then a pure black shadow came out slowly from the setting direction of the sun. His whole person was shrouded in the shadow. He seemed to have no real black robe. He was exposed on his face outside the cloak, wearing a black mask. Only the empty eyes of the mask showed a blood shimmer.

His appearance seems to span space and come to a position very close to the reincarnation.

"I know who you are and what you want to do to deceive the thieves of Anubis' divine power. What makes me curious is that there is no spear of judgment. What do you take to deal with the test of anubis and kill the Scorpion King?" in the black robed man's voice, even a trace of sarcasm is lacking, and it is as cold as ice from beginning to end.

Hans said in a deep voice, "who is your excellency? It seems that you know where the spear of judgment is?"

I don't know that sentence touched the black robed man. He fell into a long silence. When the rose and the knight gun team were impatient, the voice suddenly said, "I used to be the high priest of anubis. The will of the gods is conveyed. Now I'm just a traitor who has betrayed the gods and a wandering soul burning the flame of revenge!"

He took off the mask on his face and revealed his terrible face crisscross, half plump and half withered. The lower half of his face was like the cheekbones of a skeleton, and the upper half was like the ancient Egyptian Prince walking out of history. In his eyes, his wisdom was as deep as the sea, and his soul was as dark as the abyss.

The crowd took a breath. The most mysterious thing is that the transition zone between the dry skull and the normal face also gave birth to many fine reddish blood vessels, nerves and other things like roots, from the forehead and eyes like strangers, to the crisscross nasal bone with blood vessels, and finally to the empty mouth of a white bone, which gave the most shocking impact to the crowd.

Someone blurted out his name - "imorton!"

Emerton's exposed teeth opened and closed, and said the hoarse voice from his white bone voice: "Emerton! What a familiar and strange name! The person who called it last time has turned into white bone in my arms. Everything carried by this name, honor, love, betrayal and suffering, has rotted, leaving only an empty soul... And hatred."

"Hatred turns me into a soul of revenge, wandering on the earth!"

Hans didn't feel good. He didn't know what had happened to imorton, but he felt that the madness, hatred and loneliness in the shadow in front of him were not the imorton in his impression. Although the magic power of the original plot was strong, his weakness was too obvious. He was restrained by the two scriptures, and his IQ was not high, The most important thing is that he deeply loves a woman 3000 years ago, which makes him clear-cut, easy to be used and restrained.

Hans's strategy did not list this theoretical big boss as the key target. He attached importance to Horus's eye, Kyushu team and other reincarnation teams, but he would never think of what kind of threat such a harmless villain could pose to reincarnation?

He carefully tested the relevant information, his eyes flickered slightly, and asked: "high priest imoden, are you here for the bracelet of the God of death in our hands? We are not Egyptians, and we cannot be recognized by anubis. You have many secrets of ancient Egypt, and you are thirsty for the power of the bracelet of the God of death, and you seem to know the whereabouts of the spear of judgment..."

"Maybe we can cooperate!"

"Cooperation?" asked imorton faintly.

Hans breathed a sigh of relief, raised his self-confidence and said, "what we need is not in conflict. We can't get the power of the bracelet of death or the recognition of death. You, high priest, come for this power. We can help you get the power of death and lead the army of death to rule the whole Egypt."

"And we only ask for a little power to help us deal with our enemies."

Emodon's eyes did not fluctuate, which made Hans sweat behind his back. He was crazy and wondered, 'how could it be? How could Everton be so calm? What happened to him? "

"Your enemy, not including the man with the spear of judgment?" imorton's voice sank.

Hans's eyes wandered. He said tentatively, "maybe they too!"

Emerton suddenly laughed. His laughter was very sad: "enemy? You said he was your enemy? Ha ha! Ignorant and fearless mole ants!" Emerton's voice was suddenly low: "you don't know what your enemy is!"