Chapter 621 (2/2)

At the bottom of the altar, thousands of mummies moved slowly as they sang. They woke up from their sleep, listened to the orders of the black Scripture of the dead and got up from the ground. Chen ang easily gained control of them with his superb spell casting skills and the black Scripture of the dead in his hands. He watched the guards of the black blood clan who kept clearing the mummies trying to climb to the camp, Chen ang gave an order to the thousands of mummies to drive them to kill the newborn ones.

Many of these mummies were guards of the Pharaoh. They were armed and powerful. They were more powerful than the slaves who built the capital of the dead. They broke the skeleton mummies who wanted to get up from the quicksand with machetes. Together with the guards of the blood clan in black, they protected this seemingly precarious camp in the surging tide of curse.

The mummy's betrayal made emmerton roar angrily.

But the Egyptian high priest who had worked for several decades in woodlouse and then slept for three thousand years, of course could not compete with the eight major Austrian masters and the consciousness of a crown to match the skills and control skills. Although Kyushu's teammates thought that Chen was a great scientist on the side of science and technology, he could not erase the fact that he was also a mysterious Austrian master.

Morton has reason to be angry. Chen ang uses his power to wake up the sleeping mummy, but seizes the control authority of the mummy, which is equivalent to stealing his power. Without the source of power, even Chen ang can't make something out of nothing and drive so many mummies.

But with imorton, the source of power is different. Like deceiving anubis, Chen ang took away the curse power accumulated for 3000 years from imorton. How can this obvious practice of using imorton as a battery not irritate the proud high priest? At this time, imorton felt the shame of trampling on his dignity.

But let him roar angrily, Chen ang ignored the loser, and he slowly came to Hong Fan.

A dagger made of obsidian was put in his hand. Terence and Zhao Yingqi held two scriptures for him. They spread out the golden Scripture of the sun and the black Scripture of the dead in front of Chen ang. A dragged Pharaoh's remains were placed on the altar. Chen ang picked up the sacrificial knife, cut his right palm and sprinkled blood on the Pharaoh's remains.

He put his bloody palm print on the sun golden Sutra in front of him and sang, ”dust to dust, earth to earth, those who are nostalgic should suffer! Dead soul, Lord of the underworld, follow my will and detain this Lord.” with the end of the spell, countless ferocious heads occupied in a black pool beside the altar and roared silently.

Chen ang awakened the souls of all the people buried in the capital of the dead from the underworld by the power of the black Scripture of the dead.

Chen ang would never have done such a terrible thing if he had not had the battery of imorton. He locked his soul with the help of Pharaoh's bones, so as to find the souls of ten other pharaohs, find these ”divine blood people” who intermarried with their close relatives, and use various secrets recorded in the sun gold Sutra to cruelly torture their souls and awaken their strength.

In the camp, Evelyn felt a breath that frightened her. She said to O'Connor, ”I seem to feel something. Those people, they do some terrible things in the altar room over there, and the city is angry!”

O'Connor looked at the people in black who guarded them, but said, ”but we can't do anything at all!”

The curse power of the capital of the dead seems to be angered by Chen ang. The surging dark tide, with the anger of the eleven pharaohs, gushes out of the ground, but is firmly controlled by the black Sutra of the dead. Chen ang wantonly lashes the souls of the Pharaohs with the power of the sun golden Sutra, provoking them to awaken all the curse power of the capital of the dead in anger.

Countless illusory souls and ferocious dead spirits struggled in the black fog, roared and cursed at Chen ang. Chen ang shook the Pharaoh's bones into ashes, covered Hong Fan's whole body, and asked Hong Fan to split his two palms and put them on the two scriptures. Chen ang gave Hong Fan his breath and restrained his existence. He stabbed the sacrificial knife into Hong Fan's heart, Take out the most important core of blood clan.

As soon as the dark red heart left Hong Fan's body, he was exposed to the crowd of countless dead souls in the capital of the dead.

The Pharaoh's souls felt the breath on Hong Fan, which made them extremely disgusted, so they drove the army of dead spirits to rush into Hong Fan's body, but the blood clan had no soul. Chen ang waved his right hand, and the black blood clan waiting nearby worshipped like their ancestors, so they waved a knife to cut the throat of the sacrifice they pressed, and also on their wrists, Cut open.

Countless blood flows towards Hong Fan. The powerful curse of countless dead spirits distorts Hong Fan's power and brings him endless pain.

But he could get a steady stream of strength from the blood. All the blood families present were giving their strength to him. They began to attack the ordinary people in the camp wantonly, biting their throats with their teeth and swallowing their blood. The members of Horus's eye did not resist, and those who resisted were so powerless and drowned in the sea of people.