Chapter 469： High Priest of Ancient Egypt

"There are people in the sand!"

Seeing someone flying in from a distance, the gunmen who were sitting on the top of the train all yelled in surprise.

They are all desperadoes loyal to Mr. Hafez, and most of them used to be rascals or black slaves.

Mr. Hafez is a hereditary knight and currently serves as the curator of the British Empire Museum. This position is considered leisure and wealth to others, but for the aspiring Hafez, he feels that he is at least a prime minister. What a curator doing here is definitely an overkill.

It’s just that regardless of his connections or seniority, he is destined to be absolutely impossible with the Prime Minister in this life, so Sir Hafez, who felt ignored, began to use his energy elsewhere.

As the world’s largest thieves exhibit center, Hafez used his authority to easily check the treasures of various countries. The treasures of countless ancient civilizations have all been plundered in the name of archaeology or research, and they have become the capital of the empire that never sets.

Originally, Hafez didn't believe in the things recorded in the ancient books, because if there were any evil gods, how could Britain become the world's first?

However, the strange events that occurred in Cairo eight years ago made Hafez suspect. Even a bunch of experts and scholars said that what happened at that time was actually an anomaly caused by abnormal weather, but Hafez itself is the most unusual phenomenon in the UK. An erudite expert, naturally knows that his colleagues are all talking nonsense!

So he immediately began to study the ancient Egyptian epic mythology. With the blessing of massive data and his own knowledge, Hafez quickly found a clue.

Three thousand years ago, the ancient Egyptian high priest Immortal was buried alive with scarabs. After a short resurrection, he was sealed again, and he only needs to find or resurrect him.

Of course, Hafez is not a good old man, of course he wouldn’t do anything without interest.

Is Immortal dead or alive, has half a dime relationship with him? What benefits can you bring to life by yourself?

So even if Hafez knew about it a few years ago, he didn't even think about going to dig out the other party.

Firstly, he didn't know where Immortal was sealed, and secondly, it was such a loss-making business that he wouldn't do it!

It wasn't until half a year ago that a woman who claimed to be the reincarnation of Anna Sui came to him, and Hafez made up his mind to resurrect Emerton.

Because the woman told him that as long as he was willing to help resurrect Emerton, then she could persuade Emerton to entrust him with the administration of Europe.

The temptation to become the emperor of Europe was really too great, so Hafez did not hesitate to agree to the request of the other party, and then used his power to recruit a group of mobs and began his feat of unifying the world.

Of course, Immortal alone cannot rule the world even if his mana is high, so some small help is necessary.

The guard of Anubis, the legendary Egyptian **** of death, is the best way to realize your wishes.

"Shoot! Shoot!"

Seeing the figure in the wind and sand getting closer, the rascals squatting on the roof immediately shouted in panic, and then started pulling the bolts, trying to kill the opponent before the opponent arrived.

After all, the sudden appearance of a guy floating in the air in this vast desert is really terrifying!

‘It seems that these people are not very friendly! Feeling the sparse bullets shooting at him, someone frowned and thought.

It is impossible for this kind of ordinary firearms to cause any harm to him. Not to mention the magic shield surrounding the body, even if they stand still and let them fight, with his current physique of 100 points, it is not a small rifle that can break the defense. of.

Even Barbara's fatal beating on him can only shatter his wrist, let alone these ordinary bullets!

It's just that although these attacks can't hurt him at all, but the behavior of these guys still makes him a little angry.

‘Wind Blade! ’

He gently waved his hand at those people, and an invisible wind blade immediately rolled over at the top of the train.

The people who were still aiming and shooting only felt their whole body light, and then all fell from the top of the car with a thump.

If it falls from the top of a speeding train, it is basically lifeless, but the speed of this train is very slow, about thirty or forty yards, and there is soft desert all around, so except for some unlucky ones His head fell on the ground and his neck was broken, but the others were still unscathed.

It’s just that no matter how slow the train is, it cannot be overtaken by humans. When they realized that they wanted to catch up with the train, they found that the train no longer knew where it was going!

In this vast desert, how can they survive without carrying any food or water is not a matter of concern to someone.

He dismissed the scum who dared to shoot himself, and then rushed into the train.

A group of guys with red headscarves in the carriage looked nervous. Many people took out their guns. Although everyone knows that guns may be useless for this kind of guy who appears out of thin air but there are guns. The hand always feels safer.

"Put down your guns! Put down!" Sir Hafez is much smarter than the mobs. After all, he is a man who dares to deal with the devil, so he immediately ordered his guns to be put away and bowed. .

"Great hermit, we have no intention of offending, we just pass by here, if you have any requirements, please let me know!"

I have to say that if he is qualified to be the curator of the British Museum, Hafez’s knowledge in the professional field is still quite strong. As long as he knows all the languages ​​and writings of the ancient civilization, this pure Beijing film sounds like someone’s. Surprised.

This guy's Beijing movie is actually better than what he said. If he didn't look at his appearance, maybe he really thought he was from the old capital!

"Where is your mage? Where is this place?" Someone walked into the car Shi Shiran, first shaken off the yellow sand on his body, and then directly picked up the kettle to wash his hands.

"Master Immortal is in the back compartment. This is Egypt, the Sahara Desert!" Hafez quickly replied.

"Immorton? Ancient Egyptian high priest Imorton?" Someone who was washing his hands was taken aback, and then asked in surprise.

"Yes, my lord, are you friends with Immortal?" Hafez looked at the strange man in front of him with curiosity.

"This great mage, welcome your arrival!" Before someone could speak, the door at the back of the carriage had been opened, and Immortal, wearing casual clothes, walked out directly accompanied by Anna Sui.