My right eye is a god-level computer

"My people."

The mummy's dry throat made a sound.

He stretched out his withered arms and grabbed the people outside the tunnel.

No abnormalities occurred.

No one took action either.

The mummy stood up, seemed to have exhausted all its strength, stepped out of the coffin with difficulty, and walked out along the tunnel extremely slowly.

The white cloth strips on his body kept breaking and falling off.

Revealing a dark and thin body.

Mubarak winked at a big man next to him and said, "Go and help the Pharaoh."

The big man squeezed the sweat from his eyes, gritted his teeth and stood up, timidly getting into the tunnel.

"hehe."

The mummy laughed twice and extended its palms like chicken claws.

But see.

The moment the two palms touch.

A black mist suddenly burst out from the mummy's fingertips and climbed all over the big man's body in an instant!

The big man then let out a scream!

He immediately fell to the ground and kept rolling!

The mummy squatted down and continued to place her palm on the big man's forehead.

Immediately afterwards, black mist continued to transfer from his body to the surface of the big man's body.

And the big man's skin began to turn black quickly, deflating at a speed visible to the naked eye!

moment.

The big man turned into a mummy as black as carbon.

But the mummy is still thin.

But the wrinkled skin surface has regained a trace of flesh color!

Everyone in the distance felt chills running down their spines!

Mubarak squinted his eyes and looked hard, but found that the black mist coming out of the mummy was a very small beetle.

It is recorded in ancient books.

This beetle is called the underworld beetle.

A kind of torture from the imperial power in the ancient Northern Egypt.

Can corrode living people into mummies!

A moment.

Mubarak broke out in a cold sweat.

Could it be.

Is this so-called Tutankhamun mummy a mummy that has always been parasitized by Hades?

And now.

Did he transfer the underworld to someone else's body? !

"hehe"

"Finally rid of these little buggers."

I saw the mummy walking slightly faster, slowly walking from the dark tunnel into the sunny area.

This scene is like a black skeleton, constantly approaching everyone.

The next scene.

Let everyone be shocked again.

I saw that the mummy's body was illuminated by the sun and began to glow with vitality. The skin gradually stretched and the black and purple colors slowly receded.

With walking.

Under his skin, muscles began to appear as if they were inflated.

He walked faster and faster.

When you completely walk out of the pyramid corridor, you have a completely new look.

From a shriveled mummy, he turned into a sixty or seventy-year-old man with a half-foot-long black beard and gloomy eyes!

It’s really Tutankhamun!

Mubarak was extremely shocked!

He has seen this face in ancient books!

You can really resurrect after sleeping the year before last!

"hehe."

I saw Tutankhamun tearing off the tattered white cloth strips on his body, smiling evilly, and looking at the people in front of him.

"People, now you can worship the real Pharaoh!"

Everyone was patiently shocked.

Kowtow again.

"The Pharaoh has great power!"

immediately.

Mubarak signaled to his men to present to Tutankhamun the crown of the king of Gubei, which was also looted, and a golden embroidered robe.

Tutankhamun put on his clothes and stood under the pyramid.

The pharaoh's style of the past is restored.

He smiled arrogantly and said: "This devout citizen, who are you?"

Mubarak said respectfully: "I am the 136th supporter of the ancient Pharaoh. I have always believed in your existence. I am also the current Visil."

Pharaoh Tutankhamun frowned, "136 supporters? Since you are Visil, why don't you have tens of thousands of people supporting you?"

Mubarak lowered his head and said: "Sir, the glorious period of Northern Egypt has passed. As the people of God, we have become lonely. We have even lost the right to rule the country."

"Now Northern Egypt is in the hands of a group of high-sounding villains."

"It's just me and my men, waiting for you to wake up."

"You have been sleeping for a thousand years, which is too long."

Pharaoh Tutankhamun narrowed his eyes.

"A thousand years?"

He took a few steps forward, looked back and stared at the huge pyramid, and then at the sun in the sky.

Stretch out your hands and twist your index fingers.

Suddenly, he looked up to the sky and laughed.

"What a thousand years?!"

"I have been sleeping for 2,600 years!"

"Fortunately time destroys everything."

"very good!"

"Those villains with hearts as poisonous as scorpions are indeed unworthy of controlling the great Bei Ai!"

Pharaoh Tutankhamun suddenly went crazy.

The country is obviously in dire straits, but it seems like it has heard great news.

Mubarak was puzzled and said, "Sir, the ancient books say that you wake up once every thousand years."

Pharaoh Tutankhamun turned back, and the light flashing in his eyes made people feel chilly and unpredictable.

He smiled and said: "The ancient book, is it the Miluo Sutra?"

Mubarak nodded blankly.

"hehe."

Pharaoh Tutankhamun smiled sinisterly again, "For you, that is indeed an ancient book, because it was written by me!"

As he spoke, his eyes burned with rage, "2,600 years ago, I was the Pharaoh of Northern Egypt, but I was murdered by my brother. He couldn't kill me, so he used the underworld beetle to suck me into a mummy, and then locked me in the golden coffin, and announced to the public that I was seriously ill and could not be cured."

"Then, he seized my throne."

At this point, Tutankhamun suddenly turned around, stared at Mubarak, gritted his teeth and said: "All this is just because I want to kill 60,000 humble slaves."

"Do you think he is as vicious as a venomous snake?"

Mubarak suddenly took three steps back.

This.

It is completely different from the history he knew!

Pharaoh Tutankhamun said again: "What you think of as a mummy is not a lavish burial, not an imperial treatment at all, but actually a cage!"

"They have restricted me for 2,600 years!"

Mubarak's heart was shocked again.

This remark overturned the world's understanding of Northern Egyptian culture!

"Hehe."

"As for the Miluo Sutra, it's just a story I made up."

"I hope that one of my descendants will put me under the sun again."

"Fortunately, I have been blessed by God."

The Pharaoh looked at the man in front of him with a strange smile.

Mubarak felt some of his faith collapse.

He said in horror: "Don't you convey God's mission to us every thousand years? Can't you bring us strength?"

"God's mission?"

The Pharaoh looked up, his face full of hideousness, "I am God."

"As for you, you just want to make Northern Egypt strong again, hold a high position, and enjoy the right to rule the world."

"Don't worry, it's easy."

"The rulers of Northern Egypt are all dead, and now is the time for me to re-establish my royal power!"

"Once, I was drained of power and imprisoned underground. No one obeyed my call, and no one was willing to lend a hand."

"Now, I will no longer have a trace of mercy."

"All those who disobey me must die!"

Pharaoh Tutankhamun gritted his teeth, and a surging look broke out in his eyes.

He looked at Mubarak, "Since you have read the Miluo Sutra, you should know that I need my Hanse Scepter."

Mubarak's body trembled.

He took the narrow wooden box from his subordinates and presented it to the Pharaoh.

Pharaoh Tutankhamun's face trembled with excitement and he stroked it slowly.

Suddenly, his expression changed, "Where is my Pharaoh's Eye?!"

"It"

Mubarak stuttered, "It has flowed into the world and has not been found yet. Don't worry, this diamond is very precious. It must be in the safe of a rich man. With my strength, it is only a matter of time to find it!"

Pharaoh Tutankhamun suddenly smiled, grabbed the scepter and pointed it at the scarred man kneeling not far away.

He said: "It must be your dereliction of duty that you didn't find the gem. This citizen, I feel your guilt."

"My Lord Pharaoh, 3 days, oh no! 2 days."

"I will definitely find the golden Pharaoh's Eye!"

The scarred man kowtowed repeatedly.

Pharaoh Tutankhamun looked calm, "Stand up and attack me."

The scarred man was stunned, "This..."

Pharaoh Tutankhamun showed a gloomy smile at the corner of his mouth, "If you can make me feel threatened, I will spare your life."

The scarred man's face turned pale in an instant.

He looked at Mubarak for help, but saw that Mubarak frowned and had no mercy.

At the same time.

Mubarak also looked at the Pharaoh with suspicion. Even if he was a mummy resurrected, he looked like a skinny old man. It was rumored that he had divine power, so he just took this opportunity to test it!

Gurgle.

The scarred man swallowed nervously, but his hand secretly reached for the Desert Eagle pistol on his waist.

He knew that his chance of survival was to kill the Pharaoh directly!

Bang!

The scarred man suddenly fired.

He himself was a top mercenary, and his method was weird and unpredictable!

But the Pharaoh was faster.

He instantly extended his scepter, and a brilliant golden beam burst out. When it met the bullet, it vaporized the bullet at high temperature and melted it into a pile of ashes.

Then, the light penetrated the scarred man's forehead!

A handful of blood mist instantly burst out from behind his head!

The scarred man's expression was still frozen in the joy of the successful sneak attack.

He fell backwards with a plop.

The corner of the Pharaoh's mouth twitched slightly, "It's been 2,600 years, and the power of the current era is still so weak?!"