American comics: Starting from the Dimensional Demon

“Heh... you saw through me.”

Having absorbed Ammit's divine power, Imhotep's appearance transformed into Ammit's likeness, a mocking smile hanging on the crocodile's face as he regarded Khonsu like prey.

“Moon God Khonsu, you're next!”

He could now see Khonsu's appearance, and he had also learned about Khonsu through Arthur. It could be said that he was almost certain to win this battle.

That look of having him completely figured out really annoyed Khonsu, who raised the Khonshu's Scepter high.

“Blasphemer, you are guilty!”

Then, his figure flashed as he rapidly attacked Imhotep.

Imhotep didn't use any magic; he simply raised his arm to block the scepter's attack, and with his other hand, he sent Khonsu flying.

Bang—

“Khonsu... how long has it been since you personally fought!”

The moment they exchanged blows, Imhotep deeply felt the power of this body. He must have had a considerable amount of luck to kill Ammit.

“……”

Being sent flying made Khonsu lose face. He twirled the Khonshu's Scepter in his hand, stomped his foot, and began to flicker around Imhotep at high speed.

“Imhotep, you simply don't know what you're dealing with!”

Relying on his high-speed movement, Khonsu occasionally struck Imhotep with the scepter, all the while using words to disturb his mind.

“Heh heh, I don't understand?”

Imhotep's sharp claws reached for Khonsu, his words filled with extreme hatred.

“Because of Anck-su-namun, I suffered the Hom-Dai, cursed by the gods to become a zombie, and was sealed alive for 3000 years!”

“I hate it every moment, my pain and resentment cannot be released...”

“I begged the gods for forgiveness, but the gods couldn't hear my voice...”

“Reviving Anck-su-namun has become my only obsession, and slaughtering the gods is my greatest dream in this life!”

Bang!

Stomping a large pit into the ground, Imhotep leaped into the air with red eyes. His killing intent stirred the air, and his descending claws were filled with death.

“Khonsu, you say I... don't understand?!”

Dong—!

The moment the scepter and claws collided, the air rippled outward like a shockwave. The ground beneath them first sank, then suddenly burst apart, the rising dust swirling upward, and the flying stones pierced through the surrounding god statues.

Bang bang bang......

Not good!

[Emotional value from Moon God Khonsu +3444]

Khonsu was shocked and instantly disappeared.

The force resisting the claws suddenly vanished, and the giant claw mark slammed heavily into the ground.

Bang!

[Emotional value from Arthur Harrow +1799]

As Ammit's avatar, Imhotep deliberately left him with a small life. He carefully hid behind an Anubis statue, the stones piercing the statue almost passing through his head.

He watched the beginning of the battle, the progress of the battle, and the end of the battle. Until the dust cleared, Imhotep walked out with a cold face, and Arthur trotted over, clasping his hands, his face full of traitorous intent.

“Too... uh, Lord, you are so brave, even the Moon God Khonsu is no match for you, and could only flee in panic!”

Yes, at the end of the battle, Khonsu oiled his feet and fled.

“Hmph, he can't escape!”

Waving his hand to disperse the dust, Imhotep let out a cold laugh.

Now that he had obtained Ammit's power, the plan to revive Anck-su-namun could be put on the agenda.

......

Tap tap tap......

Marc Spector, transformed into Moon Knight, traveled along the street.

The chaos on the street made him anxious. Even in this attire, the fleeing crowd wouldn't give him a second glance.

Bang!

A gunshot suddenly came from the front, and the running crowd let out short screams, quickening their pace.

Marc's eyes narrowed as he quickly rushed towards the direction of the sound.

There, a man wearing a domed leather hat was slowly putting away his gun. At his feet, a large number of corpses were scattered... mummies!

“Yan Shuangying, is that you?”

“It is I.”

Yan Shuangying calmly replied, slightly raising his eyes. The aftermath of the battle still lingered in his eyes, with the taste of iron and fire.

After the previous battle, not to mention a wound, he hadn't even shed a drop of sweat.

He was simply standing there, like a living gun. No matter from which angle you looked, you would feel like you were being aimed at.

He was clearly just one person, but he exuded a powerful presence, making it impossible to take your eyes off him.

This person... is very strong!

[Emotional value from Marc Spector +1769]

[Emotional value from Steven Grant +1769]

“Coulson, Natasha, where are they? Aren't they with you?”

After being stunned for a while, Marc remembered to ask about their whereabouts. After all, the Book of the Dead was still with them.

“Phew...”

Exhaling a long breath, the sharp aura on Yan Shuangying's body dissipated. He took out a communication device, said a few words, and then turned around and walked forward without hesitation.

“Let's go, I know their location.”

Thus, 15 minutes later, the two turned left and right and arrived at a civilian house.

Here, Coulson and Natasha were smiling as they came in.

“Yan Shuangying, Steven, welcome back.” x2

“Mm.”

Yan Shuangying nodded slightly, considering it a greeting.

“Uh... please call me Marc Spector or Moon Knight, I'm not Steven Grant right now, thank you.”

The white knight suit changed for a while, magically changing into the style of a white suit. Marc walked in and reminded them.

“Alright, Mr. Spector.”

Coulson changed very naturally, smiling and noting Marc's information, then inquiring about what happened after they left.

“It's like this......”

[Emotional value from Phil Coulson +1769]

[Emotional value from Natasha Romanoff +1767]

Marc and Yan Shuangying answered separately, telling the experiences of the battle. From Marc's words, the others learned that the guy who resurrected from Hamunaptra was named Imhotep, and he had a strong hatred for the gods!

Hearing this important information, Natasha immediately took out her phone, connected to the SHIELD intelligence database, and uploaded Imhotep's information.

Soon, she made a discovery in the database, squinting her eyes and reading softly.

“1719 BC, Thebes, Egypt, High Priest Imhotep and Pharaoh's wife Anck-su-namun's underground affair was exposed, and they joined forces to kill Pharaoh Seti I.”

“Pharaoh's guards chased the two under the orders of Egyptian Princess Nefertiti. During this process, Anck-su-namun chose to commit suicide.”

“In order to revive his lover, Imhotep did not hesitate to violate the laws of heaven, taking the Book of the Dead from the shrine and stealing Anck-su-namun's body. This act blasphemed the gods!”

“Just as Imhotep chose to perform a soul-calling ceremony in the city of Hamunaptra, the Pharaoh's pursuers arrived and interrupted the soul-calling ceremony.”

“The monks who assisted Imhotep were made into mummies alive, and Imhotep was sentenced to the 'Hom-Dai', and thus he was cursed by the gods to become a zombie, never to die.”

The crowd gathered around, Natasha's voice paused, and continued.

“Only when his rotten body disappears will he be relieved, and the Pharaoh's guards and successors guarded Imhotep's sealed location......”

“Hamunaptra!”