"… Be reborn, be reborn, be reborn!"
When Chen Ang finished reciting the incantation, countless vague and deep murmurs rang out in the hall he was in. Countless voices that made the Reincarnation team's hair stand on end seemed to be whispering in their ears. A chilly wind that gave people goosebumps blew in from the door, bringing with it a bone-piercing cold energy. Chen Ang raised his eyes and took a step forward, stepping into the rune circle forged from gold.
Powerful positive energy ripples quickly spread out from the golden rune under his feet, forcibly dispersing the chilly wind that was about to blow in front of Chen Ang.
Terence hurried in from outside and said to Chen Ang in a low voice, "Master, the negative energy nearby is very strong."
Chen Ang did not pay attention to his words. His attention was completely attracted by the faintly trembling mummy in the stone coffin. The mummy that Imoden had turned into still retained the malevolence and resentment of the last moment of his life. His lower jaw was wide open in a crooked manner, as if he was letting out a soundless roar towards the world. Over the past three thousand years, this corpse had not completely decayed. His skeleton was still covered in decaying tissue.
The traces left behind by the carnivorous scarabs were still vivid in everyone's eyes. From the traces left behind by the insects on the hard skull, to the struggling posture that Imoden maintained at this moment, to the scratches left behind by nails on the inside of the stone coffin, especially the curse that was soaked in blood and had a blackish-purple edge.
All of this shocked the Reincarnators. The hatred contained within the engraved curse and the wear and tear marks on Imoden's finger bones all made their hairs stand on end.
However, the thousand-year love between Imoden and Ansuna moved the more emotional newcomer like Zhao Yingqi to tears.
Hong Fan's expression was also somewhat strange. He cursed in a low voice and said, "You're making it seem like we're the antagonists. It's clearly Imoden who wants to destroy Cairo City!"
Even Chen Ang could not help but sigh. "How pitiful!"
Imhotep slowly woke up. His skinny skull roared towards the sky. Sensing the presence of a living person, Imhotep let out a roar and pointed a finger at Chen Ang. A bone spear shot out towards the throat of Chen Ang, who he felt was the greatest threat to him. Imhotep then leapt forward and prepared to face Imhotep's attack with a greyish-green bone spear.
Chen Ang indifferently pulled the trigger. Two bullets of blessing broke the bone spear in midair. Immediately after, Chen Ang mercilessly fired six bullets one by one into Imoden's chest. The enormous kinetic energy of the bullets forced Imoden to continuously retreat. Chen Ang casually analyzed as he reloaded the bullets and fired them into the space between Imoden's eyebrows, leg bones, and various other parts of his body.
"The strength and toughness of the bones are over ten times that of a normal person. Suspected to have outstanding close combat ability. When knocked down by the kinetic energy of the bullets, he was able to use his footwork and posture to reduce the force. Suspected to have practiced martial arts when he was alive. Mummies have poor agility, no obvious weak points, and the effect of physical attacks is relatively poor … "
Seeing that the place where the bullets hit slowly turned into sand and the bullets fell from the wound, Chen Ang paused for a moment and added, "The target has the ability to quickly recover from physical damage …" After observing for a moment, he switched to ordinary bullets and compared the recovery speed of the two types of bullets. He continued, "Blessed bullets can cause effective damage, while ordinary bullets are almost completely useless. Healing the wounds caused by the blessed bullets is a relatively large burden on the target. His wound recovery speed is twice as slow as before."
The Samsara travelers were dumbfounded as they watched Chen Ang shoot hundreds of bullets at Imoden's body without any expression. He kept switching weapons along the way. Ordinary bullets from pistols, ordinary bullets from pistols of this era, blessed bullets from pistols of this era, blessed bullets from pistols of this era, blessed bullets from pistols of this era …
Chen Ang kept picking up the weapons that the Eye of Horus vampires had prepared for him. Finally, when he used a machine gun to break one of Imoden's leg bones, Zhang Ziqiang hesitantly came forward to persuade him, "Professor Chen, look! Imhotep is miserable enough, isn't he? He has already repented! Don't torture him like this. "
Zhang Ziqiang pointed at the Skeleton Mummy, who had a broken leg bone and was crawling on the ground powerlessly.
Seeing that Chen Ang's gaze had turned to him again, the Mummy used both hands to block his body. He kept waving his hands and shaking his head like a little girl. The only thing missing was a voice shouting: No, no, no. Imoden shrank into a corner of the sarcophagus, using the sarcophagus to block most of his body. His hideous and terrifying skull actually revealed a trace of pitifulness.
Chen Ang looked at his Samsara travelers who had expressions of pity on their faces and regretfully put down his weapon.
Hong Fan advised, "Professor Chen, why do you have to do this? It's true that Imoden is our enemy, but he is a man! For the sake of his beloved woman, he suffered such great torture. As enemies, I have no objections if you kill him. Why do you have to torture him like this? Just give him a quick death! "
Chen Ang shook his head and said, "Imoden can't die yet. I was just testing Imoden's resistance to modern firearms. Don't be fooled by his current state. In fact, I haven't caused any actual damage to him after so long. The blessed bullets can only use positive energy to weaken his undead negative energy. They can't cause any substantial damage."
"And ordinary modern firearms have no effect on him. When he is at his weakest, they can only delay his movements. Taking advantage of his slow and inconvenient nature, I can use the recoil of the bullets to stop him from moving forward. But as time goes by, he will become stronger and stronger. When he regains his strength and the ten disasters descend on Cairo, physical attacks will be useless against him. "
"I suspect that when that time comes, he will be able to turn into sand at any time and become immune to physical attacks."
Chen Ang pointed at Imoden, who had already returned to his original state, and said, "The reason why he is weak now is because we have used various conditions to weaken him to the extreme. It is daytime now, and the positive energy has weakened Imoden's body. The holy light gathered by the obelisk of the city of the dead has filled this secret chamber of Ra's protection, making it even more difficult for him to recover."
"And I sealed a portion of his power in the bodies of the animals that symbolize the Gods in advance, suppressing his power to the greatest extent. But even so, his power is constantly recovering at an accelerated rate. The punishment of the Insect Devouring and the Resentful Curse he cast before his death have made his power many times greater than when he was alive, and he has the characteristic of immortality."
"Other than the Golden Sun Scripture, Imoden will not die before he completes the ten disasters curse on Cairo. As time passes, his power will eventually return to him bit by bit. What I have done is just to delay the process, "Chen Ang explained.
Li Mingyi said, "Then we have the Golden Sun Scripture. Let's kill him before he recovers!"
This time, not to mention Chen Ang, even Hong Fan and Zhang Ziqiang looked at him with a strange expression. Zhao Yingqi kindly explained, "Professor Chen did so much work earlier, but it was not to complete the mission and return to that godforsaken place. We need to stay here, so we can only let Imoden recover his power. We might even have to help him recover his power."
The symbol of the Sun God, the circle made of gold. Chen Ang and Imoden looked at each other in silence. More accurately, it was Imoden who had been "staring" at the two scriptures in Chen Ang's hands with his empty eye sockets. The air between the two of them was exceptionally silent until Chen Ang started to get a little impatient.
He chanted a syllable, and with the help of the Golden Sun Scripture, he gathered the divine light reflected from the obelisk into his hand. It was like a long whip flowing with a golden luster. He swung it casually and whipped Imoden into ashes. Imoden struggled as he hid behind the stone coffin.
But the Sun Whip in Chen Ang's hand was waved more agilely. No matter how hard Imoden tried to dodge, he could not avoid the Sun Whip's attack.
Looking at the burn marks on Imoden's wounds, and the mummy's body seemed to be on the verge of death. Other than Hong Fan, who was also afraid of the light whip, the other Samsara travelers hurried to stop Chen Ang. Zhang Ziqiang pressed down Chen Ang's hand that was waving the whip and pleaded, "Stop! You won't get any answers even if you beat him! He has no tongue now, so he won't be able to answer anything you want to ask! "
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