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Chapter 59 The Bracelet of Death

In a temple ruin dozens of miles away from Cairo, mottled stone marks are engraved with traces of time on the remains of the temple. In the dim desert, the world is vast and vast. The ruins of the temple stand quietly in the sunset, exuding a trace of desolate atmosphere of the desert.

A group of Westerners wearing white robes, blonde hair and blue eyes dragged down supplies from camel caravans and set up tents in the ruins of the temple. Even the reincarnation people were only more hungry and thirsty than ordinary people. They wanted to survive in this desert that cost hundreds of square kilometers. Diet, especially water resources, were still very important.

Hans, the captain of the Rose and Knights Gun Squad, looked at the underground palace that had been dug out, and said to a plump and charming woman behind her, "Dai Shan, are you sure the Scorpion King's golden bracelet is here?"

The woman Dai Shan was charming and charming. She smiled and said, "Captain, although we have been away from the center of trouble when we listen to you, Cairo, have the archaeologists we found later verified it? They are all capable people. According to our investigations in nearby tribes, the ruins they have identified are related to the Scorpion King, and there are only one temple related to Anubis's myths and legends."

Hans looked into the distance, took a deep breath, and sighed: "The situation of this mission is very bad, and the situation can be said to be steep. If we are not careful enough, it is not an unexpected thing to destroy the group..."

Dai Shan's eyes flashed with disbelief, and she hesitated: "Although the Ninth Regiment Battle is sinister, our mutual tasks are not absolutely opposite. According to the practice of space, the entire situation should be relatively balanced. Even if someone wants to mess around, the tacit understanding between our teams can allow us to unite and deal with the one that poses the greatest threat to us. The entire situation should be checks and balances between each other!"

"The situation should not be so bad!"

Hans sneered: "If there was no danger to that level, the Dusk Team would not have been destroyed as soon as they came up, and the Ghost Che Team would not have been killed in the first time they contacted the Jiuzhou Team... Dai Shan, the danger I was talking about was not just the battle of the Ninth Regiment, but the plot that had already lost control before we arrived."

"You mean Jiuzhou Team?" Dai Shan said in surprise: "Jiuzhou Team has indeed worked deeply in this plot world and has accumulated a strong 'power', but they probably forgot that such strength will only be a way to die if their own strength becomes a shortcoming!"

"Now they have aroused all the teams, with a faint hostility, and we have the tacit understanding to get them the first to be eliminated!"

Hans shook his head and said, "I always feel that things are not that simple. The key to bypassing the main line of the Mummy's first part and directly mastering the plot of the second part is because I am scared! I am afraid. Now there is a terrible shadow in the center of the vortex, lurking." Hans sighed for a moment and ended the topic.

"Let's stop talking!" Hans heard a noise in front of him, and pressed out the cigarette butt and said, "There should be a result in front of him! Come and see!" As soon as he walked to the entrance of the underground palace, he heard someone shouting in front of him: "Captain! We have found it!"

Hans was overjoyed, but the strong vigilance of the Reincarnator asked him to instruct the surroundings to strengthen his vigilance, and then he excitedly looked at the box brought out of the underground palace. This box box that was almost exactly the same as the one in the original work, which made the Reincarnator of the Rose and Knight's Gun Team breathe rapidly.

Hans pressed his hand on the box and slightly opened a gap.

Through the dim golden light, Hans saw the strange shape inside, like a scorpion lying horizontally in the box. He quickly closed the lid of the box and ordered to the left and right: "Get the things, let's go!"

The group rushed to the place where Team Luo was about to ride a camel and leave here quickly. Hans was very anxious for some reason, as if a big stone was pressing there. When they arrived outside the temple, they felt a strong wind sweeping over the wind and sand, pounced on everyone's faces. At this time, someone shouted: "Captain, the wind is rising! It may be a sign of a sandstorm. Should we hide in the temple for one night?"

Hans insisted on the railway: "No, it's not safe now. Everyone, leave here quickly!"

The sky was already dark, and the dusk sunlight quickly pulled away from the earth, and the shadows enveloped everyone in an instant. In the darkness, Hans's mental power emitted, carefully detecting the movements around him. The camel had been pulled out. Just as everyone was about to leave, a shrill roar like thunder sounded in Hans' mental power scan.

Hans' whole body was shocked and almost fell off his horse.

Immediately afterwards, a pair of blood-red eyes flashed between the dim sky and the earth. The emotions contained in the eyes were cold, sinister, ferocious, ruthless and cold. It stared at everyone. A line of reincarnation seemed to have been thrown into an ice hole, and had a kind of cold facing the deepest fear in her heart.

A hoarse voice came from the darkness: "The Bracelet of Death, is in your hands?"

Hans calmly replied: "We are archaeologists from Germany. We are here to dig up ancient monuments and protect Egyptian cultural relics. If the Bracelet of Death refers to a golden bracelet similar to a scorpion that we dug out on the bottom of the underground palace, then it is indeed in our hands."

The eyes stared for a moment, and then a pure black shadow slowly walked out from the direction of the sun set. He was shrouded in shadows, as if there was no substance in black robe, and his face was exposed outside the cloak, with a black mask, and only a blood-colored glimmer appeared in the empty eyes of the mask.

His appearance seemed to have crossed space and arrived at a very close position to the reincarnation.

"I know who you are, and what you want to do. The thief who tries to deceive Anubis's divine power. What makes me curious is that without the Spear of Judgment, what do you use to deal with Anubis's test and kill the Scorpion King?" The man in the black robe lacked even a trace of mockery. From beginning to end, he was as cold as ice.

Hans said in a deep voice: "Who is your Excellency? It seems that he knows where the spear of judgment is?"

I don’t know that the words touched the man in black robe. He fell into silence for a long time. When Rose and the Knights’ Gun Squad were both impatient, the voice suddenly said: “I? I used to be the high priest of Anubis, conveying the will of the gods, and now I am just a traitor who has betrayed the gods, a wandering soul burning the flame of revenge!”

He took off the mask on his face and showed his terrifying face that was crisscrossed, half plump and half withered. His lower half was like a skeleton cheek bone, the upper half was like an ancient Egyptian prince walking out of history. His eyes were as deep as the sea, and his soul was as dark as the abyss.

Everyone took a breath of cold air. The most mysterious thing was that the excessive area between the dry skeleton and the normal face of the man had a lot of fine red blood vessels and nerves, like a tree root, from the forehead and eyes of a stranger to the nose bones that were intertwined, and finally to the empty mouth of a bone, giving everyone the most shocking impact.

Someone shouted his name out of nowhere—"Imoton!"

Imoton's exposed teeth opened and closed, and he spoke the hoarse voice from his ossified throat: "Imoton! What a familiar and unfamiliar name! The person who called it last time had turned into bones in my arms. Everything that this name carries, honor, love, betrayal and suffering, has been decayed, leaving only an empty soul...and hatred."

"Hate turned me into a soul of revenge and wandered on the earth!"

Hans felt something was wrong. He didn't know what had happened to make Emoton change like this, but he felt that the madness, hatred and loneliness that came from the shadow in front of him were no longer the Imoton he remembered. Although Emoton in the original plot had strong magic power, his weakness was too obvious. He was restrained by two scriptures, his IQ was not high, and the most important thing was that he deeply loved a woman three thousand years ago. All of this made him clear in purpose and easy to be exploited and restrained.

In Hans' strategy, this theoretical boss was not listed as a key target. He attached importance to the Eye of Horus, the Jiuzhou Team, and other reincarnation teams, but he would never have thought of what kind of threat could such a harmless villain pose to the reincarnation?

He carefully tempted the relevant information, his eyes flashed slightly, and he asked, "High Priest Imodon, are you here for the sake of the Bracelet of Death in our hands? We are not Egyptians, and we cannot be recognized by Anubis. You have many secrets in ancient Egypt and long for the power of the Bracelet of Death, and you seem to know the whereabouts of the Spear of Judgment..."

"Maybe we can work together!"

"Cooperate?" Imodon asked lightly.

Hans breathed a sigh of relief and raised his confidence: "What we need is not conflicting. We cannot obtain the power of the God of Death Bracelet, nor can we obtain the recognition of the God of Death. High Priest, you are here for this power. We can help you, obtain the power of the God of Death, and lead the army of Death to rule the entire Egypt."

"And we only ask for a little power to facilitate our efforts to deal with our enemies."

Imoton's eyes were not fluctuating, which made Hans's back seep from cold sweat. He was confused in his heart, "How is it possible? How could Imoton be so calm? What exactly happened to him?"

"Your enemy, don't include the one holding the Spear of Judgment?" Emoton's voice fell.

Hans's eyes were unstable, and he tentatively said, "Maybe they are included!"
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