Chapter 622
“…rebirth, rebirth, rebirth!”
When Chen Ang chanted this manuscript, in his hall, there were countless vague and faint whispers, and countless whispers of the reincarnation of the squad seemed to be whispering in their ears, a kind of chicken skin. The smoldering wind blew in from the door, with the bitter cold energy, and Chen Ang lifted his eyes and stepped forward, stepping into the rune circle of gold casting.
The strong positive energy fluctuations from the gold rune under his feet quickly spread like all around, and when the yin wind hits Chen Ang, it dissipates.
Terence rushed in from the outside, and he whispered to Chen Ang: “Master, the negative energy response in the vicinity is very strong.”
Chen Ang didn’t care about him. His attention was all attracted by the slightly twitching mummy in the stone. Immon’s mummy still kept the last moment of his life and grievances. His mandible was distorted. Zhang, as if to make a silent roar towards this world, for three thousand years, this bone has not been completely decayed, his skeleton is covered with decaying tissue.
The traces left by the carnivorous scarab beetle are still vivid, from the remains of the hard skulls, and the struggles that Imorton still maintains at the moment, as well as the scratches on the inside of the stone, those nails. Especially the curse that was smashed by finger bone by the bloody, black purple edge.
All this makes the reincarnation shocked, the sorrowful poison in the engraved curse, the traces of the wear of the Immerton wreckage finger bone, all of which make people feel creepy from the bottom of their hearts.
However, the thousand-year-old love of Immorton and Ansuna has made Zhao Yingqi’s more emotionally touching new people’s tears.
Hong Fan’s expression was a bit weird. He whispered a low voice and said: “We are like a villain. It’s obvious that Immorton is the big villain who wants to destroy Cairo!”
Even Chen Ang couldn’t help but sigh: “Poor!”
Imorton slowly woke up, his skinny hoes slammed into the sky, feeling the aura of the living, Imorton snorted, and slammed out with a bone spear, this to Chen Ang, the person he felt the most threatening The throat, then Imorton body bomb, will fit out and face, facing Imorton, spears with a gray-green bone spear.
Chen Ang indifferently pulled the trigger, two blessing bullets interrupted the bone spear in the air, followed by Chen Ang’s unrelenting six-shot bullet, one after another wedged into Imorton’s chest, the huge kinetic energy carried by the bullet Morton’s constant retreat, Chen Ang put on the clip while he was able to hit the bullet into Immorton’s eyebrows, leg bones and other parts of the body, while analyzing.
“The strength and toughness of the bones are more than ten times that of ordinary people. It is suspected that the melee ability is good. When the bullets are knocked down, they can be unloaded with the pace and body posture. The lower plate is stable, and the target is practiced with martial arts. mummy Poor sex, no obvious key, physical attack is relatively poor…”
Seeing that the bullet hit the place slowly into the sand, the bullet fell from the wound, and Chen Ang paused for a moment, adding: “The target has the ability to quickly recover physical damage…” Observed for a while, then switched to Ordinary bullets, comparing the recovery speed of the two bullets, continue: “Blessing bullets can cause effective damage, while ordinary bullets have almost no effect. Restoring the wounds caused by blessing bullets is more burdensome on the target. His wound recovery speed is slower than the original. Twice.”
The reincarnation was so stunned that Chen Ang expressionless hit hundreds of bullets on Imorton, switching weapons all the time, pistols ordinary bullets, ordinary bullets of this era pistol, pistol blessing bullets, pistol of this era Blessing bullets…
Chen Ang kept picking up the weapons that the bloody people in the eyes of Horus were preparing for him. When he finally interrupted Imorton’s one leg with a machine gun, Zhang Ziqiang hesitated and persuaded him: “Dr. Chen, Look, Imorton is already bad enough, right! He has repented! Don’t torture him like this.”
Zhang Ziqiang pointed at a broken leg of a leg bone, and was unable to crawl on the ground.
Seeing that Chen Ang’s eyes turned again, Mummy blocked his hands in front of his body and shook his head like a little girl, and there was a voice shouting: No, no. Immorton shrank in the corner of the stone sarcophagus, blocking most of his body with stone scorpion, and the terrifying skull showed a trace of pity.
Chen Ang looked at the reluctant teammates who couldn’t bear the color and regretted putting down the weapon.
Hong Fan advised: “Why is Dr. Chen? Imorton is our enemy, but he is a man! For the woman I love, I have suffered so much, we stand as an enemy, you kill He has nothing to say, why bother to torture others? Give him a happy!”
Chen Ang shook his head and said: “Imorton can’t die yet. I just just tested Imorton’s resistance to modern firearms. You don’t think he is very embarrassed now, but in fact, I have not caused him for so long. Practical damage, blessing bullets can only weaken the negative energy of his dead spirit with positive energy, and can not cause substantial damage.”
“And the ordinary modern firearms have no effect on him. When he is weakest now, he can only delay his actions. With his slow and inconvenient characteristics, he can prevent him from advancing with the recoil of the bullet. But with As time goes by, he will become stronger and stronger, and he will take back his strength, and after Cairo’s coming to the Ten Disasters, physical attacks will have no effect on him.”
“I suspect that by then, he will be able to turn into sand at any time, immune to physical attacks.”
Chen Ang pointed to Immortton, who had returned to his original state: “Now he is weak because we have used various conditions to weaken him to the extreme. Now it is daytime, and positive energy makes Imorton itself weak. The Holy Light, which is the congregation of the deceased capital, is filled with the shelter of the gods, which makes him recover.”
“And I sealed some of his strength in advance to those animals that symbolize the gods, and in the body, to the greatest extent, inhibiting his power, but even then, his power is constantly accelerating recovery, insects The punishment, and his curse of corruption before his death, made his power more powerful than before, and it has an undead character.”
“Except for the Sun Golden Sutra, Immort was immortal before completing the ten-day curse of Cairo. With Time Elapses, his power will eventually return to him little by little, and my actions are just procrastinating. This process is all right,” explains Chen Ang.
Li Ming said: “Then we have the Sun Jinjing, hurry to kill him before he recovers!”
This time, not to mention Chen Ang, that is, Hong Fan and Zhang Ziqiang both looked at him with a quirky expression, or Zhao Yingqi said with good intentions: “Previously Dr. Chen did so much work, not to get back to Lord in order to complete the task. God Space In that ghost place, we need to stay in time, we can only let Imorton restore power, and maybe even help him to restore strength.”
The logo of Sun God, the circle of gold casting, Chen Ang and Imorton are silent in each other. To be precise, Imorton has been using those two empty eye sockets to ‘gaze’ at Chen Ang. The two books in the hand, the air between the two was exceptionally silent until Chen Ang was impatient.
He read a syllable, and with the help of the Sun Jinjing, the light reflected from the obelisk was condensed on his hand, like a long whip flowing yellow golden light, and he waved it out, and he splashed the ashes of Immorton. Imorton struggled while hiding behind the sarcophagus.
The sun’s long whip in the hands of Chen Ang is more flexible. No matter how Imorton avoids it, it can’t flash the whip of the sun.
Looking at Imorton’s wound, there was a burning trace. The whole mummy’s body was dying. Except for Hong Fan, who also feared the ray of light. Other reincarnations rushed to block Chen Ang. Zhang Ziqiang held Chen Ang. The hand that wielded the long whip pleaded: “Don’t fight! You can’t ask if you hit it again! He doesn’t have a tongue now, you can’t say anything if you want to ask!”
Zhang Ziqiang told the people below: “Go and find Dr. Chen’s experimental waste!”