Chapter 210

coming?

What's coming?

From the appearance of the locusts to the appearance of the mysterious boy, everything revealed something strange that could not be described in words.

Ancient tombs, mummies buried alive, black scriptures of the dead, curses

Evelyn, they feel that their brains are not enough. The three outlooks that have been established for decades seem to be suddenly broken into pieces!

"Da, Da, Da."

Just then, a dull noise came from the end of the tomb.

Not loud

But somehow, the heavy footsteps seemed to step on everyone's heart.

Evelyn held her breath unconsciously, holding the mysterious "magic box" of unknown origin tightly in her hand, and looked at the boy not far away.

The other party still had the same expression, and didn't even frown.

"Generally speaking, mummies are a very common dark creature in Egypt. They can manipulate certain earth magic and have the power to curse and drive insects."

Feeling someone looking at him, Klein smiled and casually explained.

"But what you released this time is a" top-grade goods "integrating curse power, resentment power and death power, which is different from ordinary mummies."

“？？？”

It's better not to explain.

Evelyn and the four were confused.

Where and where?

But they didn't wonder for too long. What happened next completely put their brains down.

At the end of the tomb, suddenly walked into a greasy horror skeleton and stared at them with a pair of bloody eyes!

"Slave, give your life for my resurrection."

The bones opened their mouths and exposed half their tongues, commanding them from above.

"Cough."

Evelyn, they were stunned, but Klein didn't seem to feel the horror of each other at all. He coughed and replied in the same ancient Egyptian language.

"Dog, who are you talking to?"

This is the ancient Thebes dialect three thousand years ago. The vulgar one can no longer be vulgar. Most people don't even know if they have mastered it.

But Klein said it like a chat.

Have you been scolded?

The resurrected mummy was stunned.

And Ke continued to play his gentle and easy-going nature.

"It's 1993. No one really thinks it's great to be resurrected. No, No.

Yes, I've never been out in the remote place of Thebes. It's normal to have a smaller vision.

Hehe, it's not good to show Osiris the gate. SETI's men killed him alive. I don't know what to be proud of.

Imoden, how dare you dare to be presumptuous in front of me with your little magic power? "

He smiled and talked like a machine gun.

In Evelyn's eyes, the mysterious boy seemed to communicate with the active bones in a very peaceful and friendly way. But somehow, the expression of the skeleton became more and more ugly, and the dry flesh that was not normal changed and distorted.

"Die!"

The high priest also has a temper, okay.

Where did the resurrected imorton get such ridicule. He exaggerated his mouth, spit out countless black insects from his mouth, and flashed bloodthirsty madness in his eyes.

Arrogant people will pay a price!

"You get angry when you're poked to the pain. You're just a loser."

With a single finger stroke, Klein seemed to open an invisible barrier in front of him. No matter how fierce those poisonous insects are, they are blocked out of the barrier and can't go any further.

"Ah!"

The scene of mummy spraying poisonous insects was terrible enough, but unexpectedly, the mysterious boy had the means to stop it.

Evelyn screamed subconsciously, and a light flashed in her mind.

This

This can't be a legendary magic!

"Come on, go on."

Spreading his hands in the barrier, Klein had an expression of "you're too weak".

With a roar of anger, the whole mausoleum began to shake.

"You're in a hurry."

Klein smiled and stepped forward gently.

The tomb was restored to calm in an instant.

“？”

Imorton was stunned.

As a high priest, he suffered thousands of years in the underworld.

The accumulated resentment greatly enhanced his mana, but why

Why is this man so strong!

Divine descent?

Imoden looked warily at Klein with his eyes.

Blonde hair and blue eyes.

No, how can the descendants of those gods be the appearance of foreigners!

"What are you thinking, imorton? Go on."

"The black Scripture of the dead" is a treasure, but the mummy of 3000 years is not a treasure?

Klein looked at the high priest of death with great interest, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

It's like an antique. The older it is, the more valuable it becomes.

You can't ask for it~

Imorton did not speak and fell into a strange silence like a real body.

Even if he didn't want to admit it, he had to admit it. He was afraid.

The mysterious "mage" suspected of divine descent is too powerful. The newly resurrected himself is not the opponent of the other party at all.

"Roar!"

With a roar, the cunning imorton decided not to be with Klein, and rushed out of the tomb directly into a burst of flying sand.

Klein blinked and didn't catch up, but it was a pity to disperse the magic and gently shook his head.

"Forget it, this is not the best time."

The holy urn is still in the hands of those American expeditions. Imorton didn't get back the full mana. It's not so valuable. After he is completely resurrected, it's not too late to do it yourself.

As for the lives of the explorers

There was a curse on the stone box. In order to get rich, those people don't care about anything. What can Klein do?

Even if not killed by imorton, under the influence of the spell, the greedy expedition members will not survive this year.

"Excuse me..."

Everton escaped and Evelyn was relieved.

But it was not over, because the mysterious boy who was far more terrible than imorton was still there.

After thinking about it, she summoned up the courage to speak.

"Excuse me, who are you? Are you a magician?"

"Oh? You can see that."

Without emphasizing the difference between wizards and mages, Klein smiled, put his hands in his pockets and turned around.

"Introduce yourself, green clay, a wandering mage all over the world."

Those blue eyes sent out an unspeakable fluctuation, and Evelyn's memory and perception changed to a certain extent. In order to avoid minimal trouble, Klein deliberately used a false name.

New vest after Sauron~

"Dear Mr. clay."

Although the mage looks young, who knows how many years he has lived.

Jonathan, hiding behind the crowd, thought and pleaded respectfully.

"Please help us if necessary!"

"This is easy to say."

Klein scratched the tip of his brow.

"But it's not free. What can you pay?"