Be a real hero for 3 minutes in the infinite death game

The high priest put aside the redundant emotions in his heart for the time being, became serious again, and put his consciousness on the distant battlefield. Damn it, why is this eagle made of gold so difficult to deal with?How many times has my face been shattered by those wings for beating people but not in the face!

In the warehouse corridor of the museum, knights riding steeds kept stepping on the dry and decayed mummies, reassembled their bodies, and broke them up again and again. When the high priest was dragged, these mummies It does not have the previous flexibility and rapid recovery speed.

At the door of the warehouse, Mark kept shooting at the young pharaoh. The young pharaoh should have been a brave man in his lifetime, but unfortunately he died before he established his fame. Using the weapon in his hand and his instinct, he dodged one or two bullets.

The distance between the young pharaoh and Mark is also constantly shortening.

"Phoenix Temple!!"

After hearing Mark's call, the Phoenix Temple saw that the mummies that were about to move had gradually regained their calm under the singing of the nightingale, so they separated out a few prayer beads and flew towards the young pharaoh. Because the golden scimitar The runes on the beads, the suppression power of these prayer beads on the pharaoh has been much reduced, but even so, the pharaoh's limbs seem to be carrying a weight.

Coupled with Ha Yi's restraint, the confrontation between the two sides for a while, the scene gradually returned to the original point.

The middle-aged pharaoh who was locked by dawn finally gave up struggling gradually under the constant attacks, his eyes became dim, his body strength became weaker and weaker, his movements became more and more stiff, his skin began to dry up, and finally turned into a A disembowelled mummy curled up in Dawn's arms.

Liming suppressed the discomfort in his heart, pushed the pharaoh's mummy aside, stretched out his right hand, the golden scorpion returned to the decoration on Liming's wrist, and at the same time, the black jackal rushed towards the young pharaoh.

Although the pharaoh's movements were restricted, he was still afraid of being young. Compared with the middle-aged pharaoh's behavior, the young pharaoh's behavior was much bolder. He directly raised one of his arms as a bait to lure Hu After the wolf bit it, he attached the machete with the inscription on it with his hand, and chopped it off with one blow.

Because of the materials used to make it, the jackal failed to block the attack of the scimitar. Half of its body was shattered and fell backwards. The sacred characters on its head flickered, and it had already lost the ability to fight.

It's just that correspondingly, the pharaoh's arm must not be as flexible as before, and the soul of his arm has been damaged by the jackal's bite.

The young pharaoh looked at the people staying in the warehouse, shook his injured hand, raised his blade again, stared at all the players, and was ready to fight to the death.

Chapter 36: Funeral of the Undead

As the atmosphere became more and more tense, Professor Lancer let out a joyful cheer. He finally translated all the inscriptions of the location of the new temple engraved on the stele, and recorded them in his notebook, that is, It was only at this time that he noticed the difference around him. The sky was dim, and besides his own flashlight, there was only Buddha light in this warehouse.

Turning his eyes to the warehouse entrance, looking at the pharaoh and the scimitar in his hand, the old professor pushed his glasses, put away his notebook, and then took out the Book of the Dead from his pocket. His eyes instantly became serious, no one can stop him from going to the land where the sun sleeps, not even the former king of this land!

The little assistant behind the old professor swallowed a mouthful of saliva after seeing the professor come back to his senses, and hurried to the old professor's side. Although he had seen some supernatural phenomena with the old professor before, it was far less shocking than what he saw today. Fear.

"Professor...now..."

The old professor raised his hand and looked calmly at the scene where the players were fighting the pharaoh and the mummies, "This scene is normal now, and the guardians hidden behind the scenes must have sensed our determination, but this is not enough. Well, all gains are directly proportional to the crisis, the more dangerous the current situation is, the greater our gains will be in the future!"

With persistent madness in the corner of the old professor's mouth, he gently took out the book of the dead from his arms, and opened it again. After deciphering some inscriptions about the new temple, the old professor can now affirm that in that desert unknown In the depths, in that brand new temple, there must be this guardian!

As for the remaining two guardians, there are not many clues, but according to the inscriptions, it can be determined that the only one who can call back the souls of the dead is the high priest who is passed down in the temple, which is the clearest guardian on the surface. By!

All of this was done by the guardian, and the body of the guardian should still be in the remote desert. To deal with the current situation, the Book of the Dead is enough!

"I see your beautiful form in the sky.

You, living Aten, the beginning of life.

When you rise from the edge of the east

Brightened the earth with dazzling light.

......"

Professor Lancer breathed a sigh of relief and began to chant the blessings in the Book of the Dead. Along with his chant, the fragrance of reeds seemed to float from the depths of the void, and the shadow of the Egyptian holy heron flew across the space. It seems that there is a boat slowly coming from the far shore, and the song that makes people feel peaceful in the soul is reminded from the other side.

The young pharaoh's movements became slower and slower, and a look of resistance appeared on his face!

No, it is not yet possible to return to that eternal peace! !

The young pharaoh directly raised the scimitar in his hand, stabbed blood directly at the arm that had damaged the soul, the golden sand spread out, and the blade with special power, for this body that had lost the pain Sensational, extremely numb body brought a somewhat strange feeling, and it was this strange feeling that made the young Pharaoh's consciousness a little clearer.

The young pharaoh cast aside Li Ming and the others in an instant, and his eyes locked on the old professor!Twice, two full times, the night before, this old guy used the Book of the Dead to temporarily stop their attack, and now this old guy is planning to use the same method to send him back to Hades!

Even if you can't kill this old guy, you must destroy that book of the dead as soon as possible!

In fact, the young Pharaoh was still a little bit upset. The Book of the Dead, which had such a huge effect, must be unique to the royal family. With the desolation of the imperial power, those tomb robbers who were originally suppressed by the imperial power became more and more rampant. , like my own body has been stolen, not to mention dead things like the Book of the Dead.

If the pharaoh's kingship could last until this age...wouldn't all of this happen?

Naturally, the old professor also saw this situation, and he couldn't help but speed up his chanting. Li Ming quickly raised his pistol and came to the path that the pharaoh must pass. He aimed at the pharaoh's face and kept shooting. , the direction of the sand eagle in the hand of Mark standing aside was also changed to the feet of the young pharaoh!

Although this is a death game, just like what the woman who gave her information said before: There is no certain death in the game, no matter how small the possibility is, there must be a chance!

And the lower the level of the copy, the greater the chance of survival. From the current point of view, this Professor Lancer is the greatest chance of survival!

The eyes of the young pharaoh were damaged by the bullets under the shooting at dawn. Although they were recovering constantly, the speed of progress had stalled. At the same time, the pharaoh's knees were pierced by sand eagle bullets from time to time.

The unwillingness in the eyes of the young pharaoh became more and more obvious.

The little assistant who was following behind the old professor once again shrank back to the cultural relic shelf in fear, but was startled by the shaking of a small jar on the cultural relic shelf.

"The person who recites this mantra must be pure and flawless, wear linen clothes, white shoes, light myrrh, and accept sacrifices of animals, poultry, incense, bread, beer, and vegetables. After that, you should be together without pigs or other small animals. Copy this text on the trodden ground.

Whoever accepts this article, he and his descendants will be prosperous and free from greed, because he will become the favorite of kings and ministers.

He will share bread, wine jars, and pieces of meat from the altar of the gods. He will not be barred from any door leading to the west. He will be summoned with the king of upper and lower Egypt. He will be one of the followers of Osiris. member.

It is correct and has worked thousands of times——! ! "

After the long narrative poem, finally comes the warning to go to the underworld, which is also the last paragraph of this book of the dead!

With the end of the last eight characters of the last paragraph, the book of the dead radiated a dazzling light, and this room seemed to have undergone a huge change, the shelves of goods gradually disappeared, and everyone seemed to have come to a white place reflected in the setting sun. Down the reeds, white feathers dropped a boat from the air, and slowly came here along the river.

Those mummies that were constantly being destroyed and restored finally gained eternal tranquility, and their souls entered the ship as light spots.

The young Pharaoh's expression became ferocious, and a blue and white figure on his body seemed to be drawn by some force and was about to leave the body.

Obviously it was only a little bit close! !

"Ahhh-!!!"

The young pharaoh let out a roar. After all, his soul was taken away by the ship that pulled the undead. It was reported that the moment before the soul left the body, he made his last move, and he threw the golden scimitar out. !

Chapter 37: The End of the Fight

The golden scimitar drew a bright trace in the air, and the sharp cold light seemed to be able to pierce everything. At the last moment of this life, he threw the blade with all his strength and flew straight towards the old professor, as if the next moment would It can penetrate the old professor's body, giving the golden color of this scimitar a killing atmosphere.

Although the old professor's assistant was also afraid of the current scene, he still mustered up the courage to stand up and rushed to the old professor. The old professor's body fell sideways, and the golden machete pierced through the book of the dead in the old professor's hand. , and then the sharp blade left a deep gash on the little assistant's shoulder, from which blood continued to flow out, staining the white shirt dark red.

After the golden scimitar pierced through the book of the dead and injured the little assistant, it was firmly nailed to a decayed wooden cultural relic, and then turned into golden sand, gradually drifting away.

The soul of the young pharaoh also disappeared into the illusory reeds along the ferry boat that guided the soul, leaving only the mummy that was gradually drying up and curled up, lying quietly on the ground.

Even the gunshot wounds on the mummy were completely exposed because of the loss of resilience. The limbs and head of the mummy, which were still intact, were completely broken, like residue and powder, and there was no possibility of repair. sex.

With the departure of the extradition boat, the space gradually returned to calm, and all the objects in the museum also became quiet. Phoenix Temple took a deep breath and knelt down on the ground, and the surrounding Buddhist beads gradually dissipated. The bracelet returned to Fenghuang Temple's hand, and his clothes were already wet with sweat.

Ah Yi on the side lay directly on the ground, closed his eyes, and he didn't even have the strength to sit up.

Li Ming walked up to the statue of the jackal, looked at the damaged statue of the jackal, and the faint light on it, Li Ming sighed heavily, reached out and touched the statue's forehead, the golden fingertips caressed the jackal. The sacred characters on the forehead of the statue, the brilliance of the sacred characters gradually dimmed, and the light on the statue gradually went out.

"rest in peace...."

Outside the museum, the cloudy sky gradually cleared up, and the sun once again shone on the land. The Gravel Eagle, who was fighting the Golden Eagle in the sky, saw the raindrops sprinkled on the sky. After the sunshine, I also instantly realized that my action this time might have failed. In the museum, those awakened existences should all return to Hades...

In the temple deep in the desert, the last remaining priest sighed softly, clenched his fists with both hands, and then slowly released them. This time, he lost the collision. Next time When we meet again, it must be outside the temple in the depths of the desert. The eagle mask formed by the golden sand on the high priest's face slowly spread away.

Scattered together with this eagle mask, there is also the gravel eagle flying outside the museum.

The high priest stood up, picked up his staff from the side, walked out of the temple slowly, looked at the desert in front of him, tapped the stone floor with his staff, closed his eyes, and felt the power buried under the desert. There was a smile on the face of the high priest, as long as he was with the people sleeping in this desert, he would be fearless.

The High Priest squeezed his staff tightly. As the last priest of the temple in the desert, he will stick to his mission no matter what, even if the end of this road is death! !

In the warehouse of the museum, the tome of the dead in the old professor's hand gradually lost its light. The tome of the dead, which looked brand new, instantly showed signs of time. Now this book of the undead has no way to continue to save the undead.

The old professor widened his eyes. Among all the protective items, this book of the dead was the most useful item that accompanied him for the longest time. He didn't expect it to be destroyed now. I'm afraid the road ahead will be difficult. But no matter how difficult it is, it can't stop him from exploring the place where the great pharaohs sleep!No one can stop him!God can't!

After all, after several years of hard work to find many clues, it finally came to this critical moment, how could he be willing to let him give up now!

Li Ming quickly ran to the little assistant, pulled his shirt straight away, looked at the wound on his shoulder, opened the first aid kit he carried with him, took out the hemostatic medicine and bandage, and began to bandage it urgently, although it could be Quick hemostasis and disinfection, but if you want to restore the wound to its original state, you still need to go to the hospital for more detailed treatment.

The old professor put away the damaged book of the dead, and then sighed softly, "In short, send my little assistant to the hospital first, and then return to the hotel. I may need a day or two to record it down. Although I did not directly find the location of the valley, I did find an indirect clue, and I will trouble you again in a few days."

Mark looked at Liming and wanted to open his mouth to say something, then closed his mouth, and finally said nothing. Everyone has their own secrets, not to mention that he is hiding his backhand, isn't he?Just like he would abandon them and leave this dungeon at a critical moment, it was normal for Li Ming to hide his life-saving means.

But I'm still a little upset. Mark originally thought that the ability he had acquired was already rare and powerful, and the only one who could rival him was the Phoenix Temple. But now it seems that the puppet ability possessed by the newcomer in front of him... has developed It is definitely not weaker than his Phoenix Temple. To be honest, he probably understands now why the old players in the guild suggested that they directly play D-level games.

On the one hand, it is to tell myself that this game is definitely not as simple as I imagined, and on the other hand, it is also to tell myself that more people are hiding in the city.

Mark pursed his lips, put this matter behind him for the time being, shook his hands, and carried Phoenix Temple on his back. Even if Liming had a backup, the only teammate he identified from the beginning to the end was Phoenix Temple.

Liming is not clear about Mark's thoughts. Even if he knows, he won't have too many thoughts. After all, Liming and Mark are not the same, and they are different from the perspective of acting style. However, the current situation makes Alice a little excited. She She was looking forward to seeing a good story in this dungeon, whether it was the main line of the dungeon or what the players did.

Chapter 38: Going to the Temple

Soon another three days passed, and these three days were the most relaxing three days for Li Ming and the others. Apart from recovering their physical strength, there was nothing to do. Since the old professor returned to this hotel, , locked himself in the room, looked at the huge map, took out a lot of materials and notes, and began to decrypt and translate the inscription.

Most of these pointers to the new address of the temple use a more imagery description, and time has passed. With the passage of time, many iconic buildings have disappeared into the yellow sand. In order to reduce unnecessary losses , the old professor also needs to list all the guessed lines, and then temporarily exclude the unlikely lines.

Although I have been searching and waiting for so many years, it is okay to wait for a while. Even if I go the wrong way, it is normal to turn back and reorganize and continue to search, but Professor Lancer can't help it!He wants to find the new temple hidden deep in the desert at once!

Before he came to this country, before he discovered those treasures, Lancer had always been an unknown university professor. Apart from being respected by some students, it seemed that this was the peak of his life in this life, until he came to When I arrived in this country, and by a coincidence, I found a lost mausoleum according to my hobbies.

Treasure hunter, great adventurer, and pioneer of Egypt, such titles have been successfully given to an ordinary old man. For a while, the life of the old man has changed, and everything that he could not imagine has appeared in his life. In his life, the old man attributed all the changes to the arrangement of fate.

It was fate that gave me the status of adventurer and treasure hunter, so I must do my best!

However, this old man did not seem to be favored by the gods. As a pioneer, he certainly found many treasures with his own ability and memory before that, but he was soon caught by those rising treasure hunters generations beyond.

His name began to be gradually forgotten. For the old professor, this was simply a denial of his life. If he could not exist as an adventurer, everything about him would be meaningless. This was more unacceptable to him than death. .

So the old professor accidentally learned of the legend of the Royal Valley, and at the same time determined that the legend was very likely to be true, so he pinned all his hopes on this sleeping place of the great king, day after day, year after year Year after year, his persistence and madness have not calmed down because of the passage of time, but have become more intense and restrained.

Now the old man seemed to have walked through a long desert and finally saw an oasis vaguely. The restrained emotions in his heart were like a flood that opened the gate, and no one could stop it! !

After three days of analysis, when the old professor opened the door, although his face was haggard, he looked extremely excited, "Let everyone get ready and pack everything up. We Let's go immediately after lunch!!"

The originally peaceful hotel suddenly became boiling because of the old professor's words, and all the staff began to pack their things, ready to follow the old professor to the depths of the desert to find a new sacrificial palace.

Even the little assistant who was injured to protect the old professor dragged his still injured body, ready to go to the depths of the desert together, regardless of whether the priest temple had any clues leading to the Royal Valley, he could find the brand new temple It is a great moment enough to leave your name!At such a great moment, the little assistant didn't want to give up.

Hanging the water and dry food that had been prepared long ago on the saddle of the horse, the little assistant of the old professor watched the people who sorted things out and gave them special amulets one by one. The power of this amulet, although there is no Book of the Dead So powerful, but it should still be able to save the life of an ordinary person at a critical moment.

Even Dawn and the others received this amulet, which looked like an alien cross, and Dawn knew that this pattern belonged to Egypt for protection and new life.

After putting away the amulets, everyone headed towards the depths of the desert. If they want to follow the inscriptions on the carvings and go to the new temple together, they need to reach the ruins of the old temple first.

When Liming set off again, he let the golden eagle fly to make it vigilant about the surrounding situation. Liming held the Eye of Horus tightly in his arms. Now that the Eye of Horus had absorbed enough sunlight, it could form A powerful shield or a powerful attack, after which the pendant needs to absorb sunlight again.

Although this dungeon looks simple now, it is actually not the case. After the Book of the Dead will be destroyed, it will not be a simple matter to face those beings who have been resurrected from the underworld. People like the Eye of Horus The big killer must be used in key places.

Horses and camels walked together, so the forward speed was not too fast. At dusk, everyone came to the ruins of the old temple, and then waited for the night to come, followed the direction pointed by the Big Dipper, and went to the mysterious place. shrine.

The direction pointed by the Big Dipper will vary with time. Fortunately, what the inscription points to, along with the development of the times, many locations are clearly marked on the map, and there are even notes on which locations will follow. According to the professor's inference, when the temple was relocated that year, the time should be no more than two months from the time they set off.

Moreover, it is not easy to see the Big Dipper in this land of Egypt. Even if the scope of this land is much larger than that in the real world, it is still born out of reality after all.

At the intersection of the distant sky and the horizon of the desert, stars like spoons are looming. As long as it takes a while, these seven stars may be swallowed by the horizon of the desert and disappear without a trace.

"Light the torch! Follow me!!"

Holding the torch, the old professor held his notes in the other hand, and spoke loudly to the people around him. However, at this moment, the golden eagle above the sky uttered a cry, and the endless depths of the desert were also heard. There was a wolf howling.

These howls made everyone turn their eyes to the direction of the sound. The dry body and bare bones were dead. Now their confrontation with the guardian of the temple will begin again!

Chapter 39: The Sphinx

Liming also pulled out a pistol from his waist. Because a large number of tomb robbers died during this period, all the tomb robbers panicked. Without purchasing suitable raw materials for making props, we can only make sacred blessings and inscriptions on each bullet.

Compared with the previous mummies, these dead wild wolves did not seem to have such a strong resilience and sense of mystery. The bodyguards raised their guns and shot at these wild wolves, and these dead beings also shot at these wild wolves. Everyone launched a charge. Faced with the situation in front of them, the expression of the old professor did not change much.

Visible to the naked eye, these existences are much weaker than the obstacles encountered before. It will consume people's minds.

The gunshots broke the tranquility of the night and shredded the skins of these dead creatures. As everyone had judged before, once the body was destroyed, it would be peaceful forever.

Professor Lancer shook the torch in his hand with a calm expression. The flames and light drew a regular pattern in the night. This is a simple communication method that their team had discussed before. The whole adventure team began to follow the direction indicated by the Big Dipper. Going forward in the direction to go deeper into the endless and mysterious desert.

The temperature of the desert continued to decrease with the arrival of night, and everyone unconsciously put on heavy coats. This journey is not short. They will cross countless ruins, dry rivers and quicksands to continue forward.

This journey is not all smooth sailing, there will always be people in the entourage who are injured, or even die in the depths of the desert, those who have already died are constantly harassing them, even the companions who died on the way will appear here to harass them In the team, there will always be someone who can't do it, and thus suffers the bitter fruit.

The priest hiding in the temple deep in the desert had a sad face on his face. If it was hundreds of years ago, he would not bother to use the flesh of those suspected sinners, but now only the uninfluential self is left, so please invite those Revenant, forgive yourself for being so cruel to the pharaohs.

As long as you can keep the existence of the Royal Valley, keep this last temple!So what if I do some excessive things?

The priest sighed, and gently opened the door to the underground of the temple. There is still one of the only trump cards here. If this trump card fails to stop the enemy, it can only be done by him and the people who sleep here. Together for the final resistance.

Accumulated dust slowly flew up along with the door that had not been opened for a long time, and a smell of decay spread out. The braziers on both sides of the wall were automatically lit as the priest entered, illuminating the underground space.

A huge golden mask shone under the firelight. The golden mask looked like the majesty of a pharaoh. The eyes of the mask were made of huge rubies. The owner of this mask was not a pharaoh, but a huge beast The existence of the body, there is a pair of huge wings on the back of the beast's body, this is the Sphinx!