Chapter 625
Zhang Ziqiang had to ask for a seal to print some of the power of Imorton, swallowing the four animals that he had placed in the sacred sacred, cats, scarabs and crocodiles, cockroaches, let Imorton face them, Imorton struggled It’s even more mad, and he’s turned into a group of detached quicksands, and his faces are constantly appearing in sandstorms, with extra pain.
With the roar of Imorton, more dark and evil forces woke up from the capital of the dead.
The people in the camp found that there were many sunken bunkers in the surrounding sand. They were vigilantly away from these bunkers and retreated to the steel plate that Horus had already prepared. The car that stopped outside the steel plate did not have time. Transfer, quietly caught in the quicksand, just as the sand fell into the shackles of the chest, the cockroach struggled like a mad scream.
Outside the capital of the deceased is like a sea of quicksand, and the sand is rolling like a flowing water.
Then there are countless dry bones sticking out of the sandpit. Hamnata is called the capital of the dead. Naturally, there will be no less ‘dead’. In fact, there are countless buried underground in the capital of the dead. The corpse, the pharaoh with the wealth, the power and the funerary burial, the loyal guards with the funeral, the slave that declares the rights of the pharaoh, and some that are not made by mummy, is the process of building this huge city. Dead slave and worker.
Now that they are awakened, Immorton’s own power is not enough to drive so many ‘dead’, but the charm of the spell is that it can use the least power to incite the greatest miracle of the universe, accompanied by Immorton’s tragic death. The curse, after three thousand years, saved a huge dark force that could subvert Egypt.
Now with the recovery of this power, Immort is inevitably strong.
Every moment, his mana is rising, even though the loss of the five holy shrines has greatly dragged down the recovery of his mana, but it can not hinder, Imorton used this force to awaken the curse of the deceased capital itself. The identity of Imorton’s high priest gave him this privilege, and Chen Ang wanted to destroy him positively and seize this authority.
The strength of the two is entangled in Hamnata. The strength of Chen Ang lies in two mysterious scriptures, and the power of Immort is derived from this curse that spans three thousand years.
The power of the curse spread in the camp, and a large number of scarabs were sealed in the stone chamber, which made Zhang Ziqiang have to remove the gemstone beetle that sealed some of Imorton’s strength, and then removed it from Immortton and sent it to control the incitement. Scarab.
Losing the scarab that represents rebirth, and preventing the power of Immorton from appearing a huge gap, part of Imorton lost its threat and grew sharply. His power rose with the rise of the dark tide, if not Chen Ang The two books suppressed him, and he was almost able to break free from the golden circle that bound him.
There was no suppression of the Holy Light power from the obelisk reflecting the sun, and the darkness provided a blessing to Immort, allowing him to breathe.
The curse of the deceased capital gradually wraps around everyone in the camp, making them weak and weak. The rotten sores appear on their faces with hard-to-heal wounds. O’Connor sees people growing up. The thick blisters, and Evelyn also became weak, and gradually some people lost even and recited the name of Imorton, trying to hit the line of the eyes of Horus.
But not all of them here, there is a creature that grows stronger as the sun disappears.
The eyes of Horus, those who are wearing black clothed mysterious people, clearly feel the dark power of this curse, but in the moonlight, this power can only bring them pain, but can not hurt and control them.
These hundreds of mysterious people dressed in black clothed, while maintaining the basic order, easily knocked down the people controlled by Imorton to the ground, they are endless, and their resilience is amazing, but with the strengthening of the curse, The gods are getting out of control.
Chen Ang stood on the altar and used the Necromantic black to quietly steal a part of the rising darkness. Imorton was cursed for three thousand years. A large part of it was beyond his control, and the deceased power of the deceased was originally cursed. It was impossible for Immorton to influence, but Chen Ang used the Undead Black Sutra and the Sun Golden Sutra to mobilize the power of some of the deceased capitals, which in turn affected the cursing power that Immorton could not fully control, and stole the curse of this part. power.
He whispered the mantra on the Undead Holy Bible, as if there were countless voices, like men and women, like the old man and the child, like the saints and sinners, overlapping the mysterious language used by the ancient Egyptian priests.
Imorton heard these low-pitched voices in his ear. He naturally understood what these mantras were saying. He also sang the language of ancient Egypt in anger. The voices of the two men went from low to high and echoed in the camp. In the ear of the man, Chen Ang flipped through the black me, while holding the sun, and chanting two different spells while he was behind him.
Thousands of mummy under the altar, along with the singing, slowly moved up, they woke up from the slumber, listened to the command of the Necromancer, climbed up from the ground, and Chen Ang relied on his superb spellcasting skills and hands. The Undead Blacks easily gained control of them, watching the black clothed blood Guards who were trying to climb the mummy trying to climb the camp. Chen Ang gave the thousands of mummy an order to drive them to kill the new ones. .
Many of these mummy were Pharaoh’s bodyguards. They were powerful and powerful. They were stronger than the slaves that built the deceased. They used a machete to smash the 骷髅mummy that they wanted to climb from the quicksand. Together with the black clothed bloodline guards, this seemingly precarious camp is protected in the surging cursing tides.
Mummy’s betrayal made Immort’s angry roar.
However, Egypt has been a bandit for decades and then slept for three thousand years of high priest. Of course, it is impossible to compete with the eight-line arcicist and a subordinate consciousness to control the technique and control ability, although the teammates of the Nine Provinces team thought Chen. Ang is a big scientist on the tech side, but this does not obliterate the fact that he is also a big arcanist on the mysterious side.
Immort had reason to be angry. Chen Ang borrowed his power to wake up the sleeping mummy, but seized the control of mummy, which is equivalent to stealing his power, no source of power, even Chen Ang can not be born out of nothing, Drive so much mummy.
But the source of this power of Immort is different. Chen Ang, like deceiving Anubis, took this ruined power that has accumulated 3,000 years from Immorton. This obviously takes Immonton as a battery, how can it not anger the proud high priest, At this time, Imorton felt the shame of being trampled on.
But let him know how angry he is, Chen Ang has ignored the loser, and he slowly came to Hong Fan.
A dagger made of obsidian was placed at his hand. Terence and Zhao Yingqi held two books for him, spreading the Sun Jinjing and the Necronomic Blacks, and placed them in front of Chen Ang. Pharaoh’s remains were placed on the altar, and Chen Ang took the knives and cut his right palm, spilling blood on Pharaoh’s remains.
He will carry the blood of the palm print, printed on the Sun Jinjing in front of him, sings: “Dust is dust, earth returns to the earth, nostalgia, when suffering! Dead soul, the Hades, follow my wishes, detain this Lord.” “With the end of the incantation, in the pool of black liquid next to the altar, countless sly heads occupies, making a silent roar.
Chen Ang awakens the soul of all the people buried in the dead by the power of the Undead Black Sutra.
If it wasn’t for the Imorton battery, Chen Ang was absolutely unable to do this terrifying thing. He used Pharaoh’s remains to lock his soul and find the souls of the other ten Pharaohs to find these. The “blood-blooded” who are close to each other and use the secrets recorded in the Sun Jinjing, cruelly torment their souls and awaken their power.
In the camp, Evelyn felt aura that made her feel awkward. She said to O’Connor: “I seem to feel something. Those people, they do some terrifying things in the altar room over there, the city. Angry!”
O’Connor looked at the black-clothed person who watched their guards, helplessly said: “But we can’t do anything at all!”
The cursed power of the deceased capital seems to be irritated by Chen Ang. The turbulent dark tide is with the anger of eleven pharaohs, pouring from the ground, but being firmly controlled by the undead black jing, Chen Ang Power, arbitrarily whipping the souls of the Pharaohs, angering their anger and awakening all the cursing power of the capital of the deceased.
Countless illusory souls and awkward dead spirits struggled in the dark fog, moved towards Chen Ang roaring and cursing, Chen Ang shook Pharaoh’s remains into ashes, painted Hong Fan’s body, and let Hong Fan put two With only one palm open and placed on two books, Chen Ang gave his aura to Hong Fan and converged his existence. He pierced the knife into the heart of Hong Fan and took out the most important core of the blood family. .
As soon as the heart of the dark red leaves Hong Fan’s body, he is exposed to the clusters of countless dead spirits in the capital of the deceased.
Pharaoh’s souls felt that Hong Fan’s aura, which made them extremely disgusted, drove the army of the dead spirits into the body of Hong Fan, but the blood family had no soul. Chen Ang right hand waved Waiting for the black clothed blood family, like their ancestors respectfully worshipped, they slashed the throat of the sacrifice they had, and also cut a knife on their wrists.
Numerous blood flows swarmed toward Hong Fan, and the powerful curse of countless dead spirits distorted the power of Hong Fan and brought him endless pain.
But he can get the power from the blood, and all the blood races in the field are giving their strength to them. They start to attack the ordinary people in the camp, bite their throats with their teeth, and swallow them. The blood, the members of the Eye of Horus did not resist, and those who resisted were so powerless and drowned in the sea.