In that instant, what he had seen in the video, what he had seen at the scene, and the reality before his eyes flashed across the Mummy's mind. He was certain that he had fallen into a well-designed trap.
He was best at mental attacks. Against the Chinese Inhumans who had yet to undergo qualitative changes, he had an overwhelming advantage. Even if he was pincered by two or three of them, he was confident of winning quickly. However, once he encountered a Demigod, even if his opponent's level hadn't stabilized, the effects would be greatly reduced. He might be able to win in the end, but it would definitely be a tough battle.
And in a tough battle, his opponent would have the advantage in numbers. If Siris or his companions displayed decent strength, the outcome would be rather dangerous. Besides, the Mummy had expended a lot of energy chasing after him. Even if he fought alone, he might not be able to win against the enemy who was resting in the car!
More importantly, who knew if there were other Demigods!
Retreat!
I have to retreat!
I have to retreat as soon as possible!
With a quick thought, the mummy made up his mind.
However, in a battle of the same level, it would be more dangerous to retreat without a care. It was equivalent to leaving the clash of auras and the space behind him to the enemy.
If he wanted to retreat, he had to advance first!
He had to break the enemy's momentum and create an opportunity!
In a flash, the Mummy covered a distance of more than twenty meters and threw a punch at Lou Cheng's face. Behind him, there were remnants of images, some fading slowly, some appearing clearly. They overlapped one another, forming a long tape of negatives.
These images were like the wake of a jet, pushing one another forward. In the end, they gave the Mummy the momentum to charge forward. In the blink of an eye, he had closed in on his opponent. The aura of the Mansion of the Dead enveloped him in an attempt to intimidate him. His fist was also reflected in Lou Cheng's starry eyes.
The Mummy's fist was wrapped in white bandages. Corpse oil seeped out from the inside, dyeing it a disgusting yellowish-brown color. A nauseating and dizzying stench filled the air.
Whoosh!
A gust of wind blew around him. Black gas gathered and turned into tiny worms. As the Mummy's fist struck, they drilled into various parts of Lou Cheng's body, especially his eyes, nostrils, ears, temples, and other areas.
The Black Scripture of the Undead and the Fist of the Dead were both poisonous and strange!
Lou Cheng seemed to have been shaken by the terrifying and eerie pressure of the Mansion of the Dead. His reaction was delayed by half a beat. He only regained his senses when the fist was about to hit him and the black worm drilled into his body. He hurriedly raised his right arm to block in front of him.
Bang!
As soon as the Mummy's fist touched his sleeve, his arm moved back at the same speed as the Mummy's. He did not bear too much force, as if they had agreed to do such a difficult performance in advance.
As Lou Cheng retracted his arm, his Qi, blood, spirit, force, and even the black worm that had entered his body collapsed into his Dantian. Inside the vast starry sky, under the control of his will and the guidance of his mind, which were many times more powerful than before, dazzling lights flashed and formed the ancient word "Fighting" that would never admit defeat!
Zzz zzz zzz! In that instant, the rest of the black worms seemed to have drilled into the lifeless body of a dead person. Having lost their target, they could only scatter helplessly. The former was compressed by the millstone and melted like snow when it was burned by the Fire Force.
Just as Lou Cheng's arm was about to hit his chest, the muscles on his arm suddenly bulged and thickened by more than three times. Bruises appeared on his arm as his large tendons protruded, filled with pure strength.
Boom!
Lou Cheng bent his elbow and swung his arm back, colliding head-on with the Mummy's fist, which had lost its momentum. Due to the distortion of his muscles and fascia, an explosive sound rang out.
The yellowish-brown bandage trembled slightly. The Mummy seemed to have heard the strange sound of his own bones.
He quickly moved his shoulder and used the force to pull back his fist. He floated back more than ten meters, like a kite that had its string cut and regained its freedom.
Lou Cheng took a step forward with his right foot and shifted his body horizontally. As he retracted and released his Dantian force, his left fist was covered in thick and heavy white flames. He struck the air between the two of them.
Whoosh!
The air within a radius of more than ten meters was ignited, turning into countless Flame Fairies. Summoned by Lou Cheng's fist, they pounced on the Mummy from all directions.
Moths!
Fire Sect's 116th Style, Moths!
After making the great leap and connecting heaven and earth, Lou Cheng didn't need to do any prelude and could use it directly!
As long as it was something evil, there was no mistake in using "fire"!
In the Mummy's eyes, the densely packed Moths were pouncing on him with no regard for their own safety. The high temperature curled up the frayed edges of his clothes. The yellowish-white bandage also became moist, as though some kind of oil was melting.
Anger flashed in his eyes. He raised both his arms and let out a terrifying roar.
Black smoke rose, and a dark hurricane suddenly appeared around the mummy. It connected to the top and spun wildly, expanding in all directions and swallowing all the moths.
In the distance, Wang Dong and Siris, who were about to get out of the car to help, felt dizzy. It was as though they had seen a wolf-headed Grim Reaper with a giant scythe. Their minds went blank and they stood rooted to the ground, almost driving the MPV off the road.
Dark Scripture of the Dead, Anubis's Call!
Lou Cheng quickly outlined the Forwarding Formula in his mind and suppressed all his fear. His right fist condensed a blazing white fireball with hints of purple. He threw it at the Mummy in the middle of the hurricane.
Fire Sect's 36th Style, Devour!
At this moment, the Mummy suddenly stomped forward. It seemed like he was exerting force, but he landed silently on the surface of the road.
Whoosh!
The sound of the wind intensified to the extreme. The dark hurricane collapsed and enveloped Lou Cheng. At the same time, the yellow sand at the edge of the desert turned into "hidden weapons" that whizzed towards Lou Cheng. They were denser and more dangerous than the Moths.
Dark Scripture of the Dead, Sandstorm!
Boom!
The fireball, which had been condensed to the maximum, exploded. A blazing white light flashed past, almost blinding the Mummy's eyes. The subsequent shockwave swept away a lot of sand and crashed into the Mummy's body. Within the shockwave, the red light surged and swallowed everything.
The Mummy closed his eyes and raised his arms to block in front of his body. A dim light shone.
As the shockwave came crashing, he retreated and used the momentum to turn around. In an instant, he had entered the desert and was running towards Khukhang in the north.
This was the first time Lou Cheng encountered such a decisive Mighty One. He couldn't help but reflect on his choice of moves. As thoughts flashed through his mind, he was already chasing after the Mummy in the remaining sand.
He couldn't let the Mummy escape so easily. If he returned to Khukhang and called for help, with his tracking ability, things would become very troublesome.
Even though it was difficult to kill a Physical Invulnerability expert, and he might not be able to stop this Mighty One dressed as a Mummy, he had to chase him in another direction and buy enough time for Siris and his family to evacuate.
Bam, bam, bam!
Lou Cheng moved forward. Between turns, he stepped forward with the Walk of Yu. Strong winds blew, blowing the sand away. Thump!
Thump! Thump!
With large strides, he cut through the yellow sand and chased after the Mummy.
With one fleeing and one chasing, the two quickly disappeared from the eyes of Wang Dong and Siris, leaving behind a long yellow sand dragon that hadn't settled down yet.
"Let's go!" Wang Dong was experienced. He understood Lou Cheng's intentions in an instant. He decisively started the MPV and drove as fast as he could.
"Aren't we going to help?" Siris was stunned.
"No, we might not be able to catch up. Even if we could, we might not be able to stop that Physical Invulnerability expert, uh, Demigod. If we keep pestering him like this, we won't be able to leave when his helpers arrive!" Wang Dong explained as he drove. "Lou Cheng is alone. He can fight and leave as he pleases. This makes him more agile and safer. We need to reach Fartouat as soon as possible and leave Nile. This is the biggest help we can give him!"
Siris was also a person who had seen blood on the tip of his blade. After some thought, he understood the crux of the matter and didn't say anything else.
…
Two Sandstorm Dragons appeared in the desert. The distance between the head and tail increased and decreased at times.
With a turn, they went around a sand dune. Lou Cheng saw the bright moon and quiet sand. There was no trace of the Mummy.
A thought flashed through his mind. He expanded the range of the Ice Mirror. It was as though he could hear the subtle movements of insects in the depths of the yellow sand.
The gentle undulations under his feet disappeared in an instant. Lou Cheng's eyes shone. He retracted his Qi and Force and brought out the Human Body Big Dan that looked like a miniature universe.
This time, he didn't need to rely on external forces. Using his own willpower and spirit, he gathered the stars and created the absolute darkness and coldness at the edge of the universe.
Bam!
Lou Cheng stepped out with his right foot and stomped down, sinking into the yellow sand.
In an instant, with his feet as the center, the sand froze. Crystals appeared and spread in all directions, drilling deeper.
Self-created unique skill, Lament of the Ice Queen, complete version!
Crack!
More than ten meters away, the yellow sand and ice crumbled, turning into bullets that shot towards Lou Cheng. They covered the sky and covered the earth.
The Mummy leaped out and fled again.
With a Swallowing Punch, Lou Cheng dispersed the hidden weapons and continued his pursuit.
Three hours later, at the edge of the desert outside Khukhang City.
He stopped at the same spot, frowning slightly. He had completely lost track of the Mummy.
"A Physical Invulnerability Mighty One sure isn't easy to kill …" Lou Cheng's thoughts turned into a sigh.
Along the way, he had blocked the Mummy's path and occasionally exchanged blows. He had forced the Mummy to change directions more than a dozen times. It took him a long time to return to Khukhang. At this time, as long as Wang Dong and the rest hadn't gotten into a car accident, they should be near Fartouat.
Even if the Mummy found help and crossed the desert, it would be too late to stop them. Once they arrived, the military would arrange for them to leave the port on a night boat and bid farewell to Nile.
Of course, since this arrangement wasn't communicated beforehand, it might take some time. That would be the chance for the Mummy and his help.
"Hmm, I'll hide in the east of Khukhang City. If the Mummy really does find help and cross the desert to Fartouat, I'll harass them along the way and try my best to buy time." Lou Cheng quickly made up his mind.
He circled to the east of the city, adjusted his breathing, and circulated his Ice Force. Following the train of thought of the Cultivation Techniques, he hid his presence and blended into the darkness. He rested and recovered while monitoring the edge of the desert.
Back then, Ge Hui could even fool his sense of danger. After obtaining the complete set of Cultivation Techniques, Lou Cheng studied the content diligently and turned it into his own use.
…
In a building near the military base.
Constantine held a glass of red wine and looked at the disheveled Mummy in astonishment. He said in amusement, "That's right.
"You met a giant reptile?"
"Lou Cheng from China. He has become a Demigod, although it's not stable yet," replied the Mummy gloomily.
Fortunately, his face was bandaged. Otherwise, Constantine would have seen his face turn red from embarrassment and anger.
In the three-hour tug-of-war, he had exhausted a lot of energy and almost died at Lou Cheng's hands.
If Khukhang had been a few dozen kilometers away, he probably wouldn't have made it back.
"Lou Cheng is at the Terror Grade too?" Constantine's eyes lit up.
"Are you interested?" asked the Mummy sharply.
Constantine took a sip of red wine and laughed maniacally.
"Of course. I've wanted his ability to foresee danger for a long time. If it weren't for Ji and Shi from China informing the Great Teacher and Kontsev, I would have used his girlfriend to make a move. Alright, I'll admit it. When I first noticed him, he was already a little stronger than me."
"As for now, I believe the taste of his blood will be even better!"
"Both of you are at the Terror Grade. Both of you have just reached the Terror Grade," reminded the Mummy coldly. "You might not be able to defeat him."
Constantine wasn't annoyed. Instead, he laughed and spread his arms.
"The blood of the Savior flows in my body. There's already a qualitative difference between us!"
The Mummy was about to say something when he sensed something.
"Our helper is here."
PS: When I went to the hospital previously, the doctor suggested I get an IV drip. I was a little hesitant at the time because I felt it wasn't good for my body. Then, I continued to take medicine and apply it. Today, I'm obviously getting better. Although it's still growing, it's not much longer. The more serious areas have also improved. I'll go for a follow-up tomorrow and see what the doctor says. If it's quick, I'll be back to normal the day after tomorrow.
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