When the sunset of the new day spread throughout Cairo, Chen Ang appeared on the streets of Cairo with the Vampire Guard. Yesterday, Imoton's fire burning city had not had a serious impact on Cairo. Even the most affected port area had already put out the fire and restored peace under the organization of the Eye of Horus. Although the flying fire meteors and hail could still be seen in the city, Cairo had restored order.

Chen Ang finally successfully dragged the task of this world into a long-term line. Before Imoton lost, they could all stay in this world. Of course, Imoton's strength is rising every moment, but this is Chen Ang's purpose.

He needs a pawn to destroy the current world order and create chaos that will affect the whole world.

In Chen Ang's plan for the two undead empires in the east and west, Imoton does not have enough strength to challenge the Western powers, so Chen Ang must increase his investment. On the one hand, the Egyptian gods support Imoton, and on the other hand, Imoton also needs to make Imoton realize the terror of modern technology. Chen Ang does not think that a group of undead spirits who pick up cold weapons can threaten British and French imperialism.

The rune power mastered by Imoton definitely has the potential to create an unprecedented magical civilization. Chen Ang also expects him to lead the army of Death, drive the magic mecha and engineering machinery troops to attack London, and turn Great Britain into a country of necromancer.

"It's a pity that there is no team among the Reincarnationists that strengthen the magic system related to World of Warcraft, otherwise I would have wanted to forge the Frost Sadness again and send Imodon to the Ice Throne!" Chen Ang said to Zhang Ziqiang with a smile.

"Again?" Zhang Ziqiang was stunned: "Did you say you have forged it once before?"

Chen Ang smiled and did not answer. Before they had arrived at the largest temple of Truth Cult in Cairo, the Truth Cult warriors in front of the temple saw Chen Ang's black-clothed guards wearing the Eye of Horus on their bodies, and suddenly became nervous. They pressed their hands on the scimitar. At this time, it was the morning ceremony of the five worshipers of the Truth Cult, and the temple was full of believers of the Truth Cult.

Those believers, devoutly heading towards the east Mecca, raised their butts, bowed their heads, and Chen Ang broke into the temple directly. The two gatekeepers looked at the solemn and capable black-clothed blood clan behind him, and did not dare to stop him.

The boots Chen Ang were wearing contact with the marble slabs in the temple, making clear footsteps. The believers who bowed their heads and worshiped looked up one after another, wanting to see who was so bold and dared to disturb the worship of the Holy Spirit! Isn’t he afraid of Allah’s guilt or the priests’ self-destruction?

Chen Ang stood in the direction of their bowing and looked down at the believers who were kneeling in front of him.

The believers who worshipped on the earth were turmoiling, and Chen Ang said to them in Arabic: "No one is allowed to stand up. As the local lord, the holy sultan, your master and ruler, I have something to say to you!"

A priest in a white robe led everyone to worship stood up angrily and shouted: "The pagans are not worthy of being our lords! Without our recognition, it is illegal for the Sultan of Egypt to be unable to receive the recognition of the teachings!"

Chen Ang didn't say a word, but clicked at him: "He!" Then his fingers pointed at those who stood up with the priests, and said: "He, he and him, don't let any of these people who stood up." The blood clan beside him did not take a gun, but picked up the arrows to aim at it. The blood clan's arrows were as accurate as sniper rifles.

Soon a rough wooden sword iron arrow passed through the priest's chest, flew his body backwards, and fell on the mat in the crowd. The sound of the bowstrings was not delayed at all, as orderly as the strings of the musical instruments collapsed. The dull bowstrings sounded in the air, like a prelude, accompanied by the sound of arrows sinking into the human body and the groans and screams of worshippers on the ground, and a tragic song by the believers of the Truth Church.

In Chen Ang's eyes, their lives have no value at all. Even as spell materials, they will depreciate due to the inevitable purge. There will be no shortage of human test materials on the land of Egypt, and human lives will become the cheapest things in Chen Ang's hands. They will become the blood clans that have come down from the production line and become cheap consumables in spell experiments and scientific research.

"Do your week five times a day, one and a half hours each time!" Chen Ang waved his finger in front of the believers of the Truth Church and said, "The ghosts have time to wait for you! In addition to scriptures, there are dogmas in their minds, and they also need this and that. If you don't eat this or that, you don't live with people from this nation, you will always grin. Did I invite the uncle to work?"

"The undead are more adaptable to industrialization than you!"

"I came to Egypt to start a business to bring you happiness. Why don't you understand? Isn't it happier to be a worker than to be a slave? I created a miracle in the history of human industry, and within three years, to turn Egypt into an industrialized country. Can't you maintain a dedication, dedicate your life, dignity, soul, etc., anything I think is valuable?"

"The purpose of my stay is because you are individuals, have brains, and can complete some work that the undead and machinery cannot do, but how do you repay me? I delay the progress of the assembly line for five weeks a day, refuse to study, and even refuse to use toilet paper. If I ask women to work, you will be strong and strangle them to death."

"You are a group of industrial maggots that are not even as good as the undead. If this continues, my only choice is to turn you all into the undead!"

"Is it true that we capitalists are vegetarians? Let me tell you, I am a capitalist carrying a knife and a gun, a slave supervisor who speaks with a whip and a chain. The inefficiency is something we don't want to be a labor force. But if you really don't want to be a labor force, you will all use it as a raw material for industrial use, and use your soul as fuel and flesh as materials to create mummies, skeletons, golems and puppets!"

Seeing the black-clothed blood clan dragging the eyesless corpses in front of him, Chen Ang sneered: "I've had enough of you!"

Chen Ang ordered Ying Long next to him, "Prepare to start a large-scale purge! Use all the population that is not suitable for industrialization in this country. To make Egypt quickly become a civilized country, quickly expand the population of the blood clan, and strengthen our control capabilities. At present, we can only control those cities in Egypt. Locally, the elders and chiefs of the tribe have been unwilling to cooperate with our one-year development plan."

"Since that's the case, don't leave them behind. We must build strong grassroots organizations and don't worry about consuming the population. Aren't there many black countries and white immigrants nearby? When Egypt is cleared, we will go there to plunder the population."

Ying Long replied: "Imoton seems to have left Egypt recently. Satellites show that the nearby black tribes are showing signs of mass murder of blood sacrifice... Are we going to stop him?"

Chen Ang pondered for a moment, shook his head and said, "No need, do our business first and clear the Egyptian places. Imodon knew that blood sacrifice resurrected the army under his command was not the most important thing. He knew that if he did not kill the Scorpion Emperor, he would have to survive forever. With Imodon's wisdom, it is not difficult to see that only by establishing a large army of death with hot weapons can he compete with us, and he will not stay for a long time."

"We will eventually fight on the oasis where the Scorpion Emperor died. Now he needs to understand the world in depth. We must prepare to attack the Suez area. Imoton will definitely come and join in. If he doesn't come, the reincarnation team that surrenders to him will also remind him to come."

"Now the Egyptian region cleans up those worms of the Truth Church and then reorganizes the organization. This process makes full use of the reincarnation teams that defect to us. Now they are shareholders, so it is time to be on the side!" Chen Ang turned his attention to the vast territory of Egypt that runs through the Suez Canal. Only by mastering this golden channel can he take advantage of his transportation advantages and quickly expand the influence of his blood clans in the world. Raw materials, machinery and technology from all over the world will take root and sprout in Egypt.

Come as a necessary fertilizer for the germination of seeds in the Republic.

The blood-sucking creepings have dived into the Mediterranean through the Nile River. As a single consciousness civilization, their potential has been greatly weakened, but as a foreshadowing, it is already powerful enough.

By the time the Far East region, the manpower in China is arranged and the organization is established initially, Chen Ang’s planning can officially begin.
Chapter completed!