Without any warning, the footprints stepped toward the space where Ling Ling was …
The wings on Ling Ling's back beat like a flaming butterfly, allowing her to float into the dark sky.
The space under Ling Ling was shattered by the black footprints. It felt like the whole desert was going to be devoured by the collapsing space, and it was still expanding.
She raised her hand. A Forbidden Fire Curse appeared in her mind.
Her finger quickly touched the sky in front of her, and one after another, magnificent Star Palaces appeared in the sky. These Star Palaces eventually formed a huge and shocking constellation.
Mysterious, peaceful, and tranquil, the red constellation was reflected in the sky of Cairo. At the same time, it was like a mirage of a real constellation in the universe, appearing in this small world.
The Star Mansion Fire!
Even though the Red Star was gorgeous and fascinating, it was hiding a great danger. When the Fire of Constellation fell like a meteor shower, it devoured the sand and dunes outside of Cairo. The remaining Valiant Warriors and the Tower of Heroes were obliterated, too!
The Forbidden Fire had a destructive aura, but it was only targeting the undead that were supposed to be buried in the ground.
The Forbidden Undead Magician, Huo Bai, was still immersed in his great magic, as if the whole world was not enough for him to step on. However, when he raised his head and saw the girl destroying everything he had learned with her Forbidden Magic, he felt like he had fallen into an abyss.
"Why, why are you all stopping me …"
"I'm just trying to get rid of this goddamned Curse!"
Huo Bai was on the verge of losing his mind in the Star Mansion Fire. His scorched face contorted.
He fled to a place where the Star Mansion Fire was sparser. He suddenly raised a prism in his hand!
The prism drove away the strong flames in the surroundings. A terrifying icy aura of death spread from the icy prism. It did not freeze the ground nearby, but it made everything lifeless!
"Just a little bit more, just a little bit more, my God of the Underworld, please help me!" Huo Bai had completely turned into a maniac who had made a deal with the devil. He was determined to get rid of the Curse at all costs.
Huo Bai had seen other people with the Curse …
Even after they had gone to Hell, they still could not rest in peace.
He only wanted to die without suffering any torture. As an Undead Magician, he knew death was the beginning. He did not want to go to Hell with the Curse. He should go to the Sacred Heavens instead!
A person whose life was about to come to an end …
He was capable of anything.
He even wanted the God of Death of the Underworld to descend upon Egypt!
The prism was complete, but it was covered in cracks. A terrifying deathly glow like a pale sun shone down on Cairo's land.
A Pharaoh walked out from the prism.
The moment he stepped into the human world, the soil of Egypt began to boil. Countless cracks appeared on the sand, land, wilderness, and wetlands. Hordes of creatures were about to break out of the soil of Egypt.
Those who had been mourned by people had all come back to life!
"Little girl!"
"You, you're not qualified!"
The Pharaoh said in the language of the ancient Egyptians!
"Khufu!"
Professor Tong Zhouzheng and the rest of the Egyptian Magicians had regrouped. However, when they saw the Pharaoh walking out from the prism, they felt like a bucket of cold water had been poured on them, even though they were surrounded by flames!
The bone-chilling aura could even penetrate a person's soul!
He was the God of the Underworld, the ruler of the land in the past!
His tomb was still standing on the sacred land. Countless people had gone to pay their respects to him for thousands of years, yet no one had managed to decipher the secrets inside!
King of the Underworld, Khufu, had stepped into the human world with the help of the deathly glow emitted by the prism.
He reached out an old finger.
He lightly flicked his finger towards Lingling, who had transformed into the Flame God Concubine in the sky, and a grey-colored energy suddenly flew out and hit the forbidden spell constellation in the sky.
The brilliant, fiery Constellation dimmed and disappeared. Pale white and gray took over the sky. An icy aura of death loomed over the land.
"Creak, creak!"
The Calamity Fire on Ling Ling's body began to extinguish.
Gray frost began to appear on her arm.
The powerful flames quickly disappeared, and Lingling could even feel the boundless power in her body dissipating at an astonishing speed!
"Ling ~"
Little Flame Belle uttered a long cry.
On the Mountain of Parthenon's Mountain of Praise, the cry seemed to reach the Goddess' mind.
Ye Xinxia stared in the direction of Egypt. She crossed her hands in front of her chest and began to chant a blessing.
The wind from the ocean fluttered her white robe and her hair. Her face was pure and beautiful ….
With the heart as the medium, the blessing was transmitted to Ling Ling.
However, even though they were ten thousand li apart, the Goddess was only chanting to protect Ling Ling and Little Flame Belle from being killed by the icy aura of death.
In terms of strength, Ling Ling and Little Flame Belle were still significantly weaker than Khufu.
Ling Ling's eyes lost their luster when she saw Khufu's arrival.
The millions of people in Cairo were most likely doomed. Khufu was the God of Death. He needed death to replenish his army of undead. He was asking for more Pharaoh power from the human world. He was powerful and intelligent. Not only was he going to reclaim Egypt, he was going to turn the whole world into his Undead Paradise!
"Hehe," Khufu chuckled.
He finally understood why some ancient demons liked to make deals with humans.
A little charity in exchange for unexpected benefits. Never underestimate the potential of a person who was forced into a corner.
Therefore, he should never be in a rush to collect the interest. After a long time, he might be a great gift that could decide the life and death of a country!
"I've never mistreated my people, as long as you cut your own neck," Khufu said calmly and proudly to the people of his country.
As long as they cut their own necks …
If they died, they would become his people!
It was the only way to pledge their loyalty to Khufu.
However, they could either commit suicide or be killed by Khufu.
According to Khufu, those who were brave enough to commit suicide to prove their loyalty would be rewarded by him. They would also earn the respect of the undead in the Underworld!
"Such a demon!" Ling Ling clenched her teeth at Khufu.
On the horizon, a chaotic space appeared like a whirlpool, and a figure appeared there.
The figure paused in the whirlpool space for a moment, then suddenly turned into a powerful ray of light, heading straight for the area of absolute death that was frozen by the Frost of Death!
Lingling looked at the blurry figure that was moving so fast that it was almost blurred. Her face gradually lit up, and her beautiful eyes flashed with joy and excitement. However, her little mouth could not help but pout. Clearly, there was still a trace of resentment in her heart.
Why did he take so long!?
The man went up to the God of the Underworld, Khufu. The Vermilion Bird Divine Flames engulfing him instantly evaporated the frost around him. At the same time, Little Flame Belle, who was Possessing Lingling, turned into a fiery soul and floated toward the man like a fiery butterfly. She quickly merged with the man, allowing the Calamity Fire and the Vermilion Bird Divine Flames to emit a brilliant, sacred glow!
"Khufu, did you ask for my permission before entering the human world!?"
Mo Fan did not use any fancy Celestial Phenomenon, nor did he make any unnecessary movements. He came down from the sky like a meteor and threw a punch at Khufu's pale face!
There's still something I haven't settled with you!
Mo Fan's fist was blazing red. It was so huge that even the sky could not contain it. The power of the two godly flames behind it surged into the world behind the prism with a terrifying destructive force …
Behind the prism was the Underworld.
Khufu was using the prism to travel between the Underworld and the human world, but not only did the punch send him flying into the Underworld, it even turned into a giant fiery disaster …
A bunch of Mummy were lying on the sand, basking in the comfortable deathlight. Behind them was an enormous kingdom of the Underworld, inhabited by noble Mummy and countless Yoked serving them.
However, the deathlight suddenly disappeared. A giant fist looming over the Underworld appeared in the sky. It was fiery-red, bigger than a celestial body!
"BANG!"
Nether King Khufu fell heavily onto the bone sand beach. The mummies all widened their empty eye sockets.
Soon, the celestial fist pressed down, and the Voodoo Eagles, Death Vultures, and Black Crows flying in the sky above the Underworld were all turned into ashes. The noble Mummy Kingdom was evaporating at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The Mummy women who were basking in the deathlight in the afternoon never thought the Underworld would have a sudden calamity. They could not escape from the fear of death!
"Mo Fan!"
"You and I will never forgive each other!"
Khufu was imprinted on the bone sand. His shattered face faced the sky, facing the Two World Prism that had just shattered. He roared hysterically!
"BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG!"
The next moment, the Mummy Kingdom of the Underworld was destroyed by the fist from the human world. Khufu was undying, so he managed to escape the calamity, but the Mummy were wiped out!
It was unknown how many powerful mummies were burned to ashes. The Ashlands of the Mummy Kingdom had completely collapsed. The Mummy Kingdom that they had painstakingly gathered seemed to have been annihilated in an instant!
Khufu lay in the destructive force. His body rapidly regenerated after being destroyed, and was burned to ashes again after being regenerated.
He remembered the human.
Back in China's Beijiang, he was the one who had stopped him.
However, back then, he was insignificant, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. The person who had ruined his plan was the Ancient King of China.
Now, the human was as strong as a God. Even the Sixteen-Winged Seraphim was not as terrifying as him!
…
This human world …
How many years would it take to rule?
Why not wait another hundred years?
Although there would definitely be experts in the next century …
The people of this century were too strong.
Mo Fan was not old.
He could not afford to offend the human world.
…
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