1410 Kill Without Mercy (1/2)
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
Mo Fan rose to his feet.
When he finally stood up, with someone holding his shoulder, he realized that the pressure from the Pyramid was not as heavy as he thought. It was just that he had lost his will and strength.
He looked around. He was still in the debris of the fortress. The undead army did not disappear like scattering ashes, as if he had just woken up from a nightmare.
The Pyramid was still emitting its deathlight in the distance. Its army was trampling everywhere the deathlight could reach.
Behind him was a range of mountains. Feihuang City was within reach once the army crossed the mountains.
”Undead from Egypt?” the King of the Undead asked.
”That's the Great Pyramid of Giza, Khufu's mausoleum. Khufu is still alive; he's the Lord of the Underworld now,” Mo Fan confirmed.
The King of Undead turned around and looked at Mo Fan.
Mo Fan had no idea what he had said wrong, to make the man glare at him so...
”He dares to call himself the Lord of Underworld with such nonsense...” the King of Undead snapped disdainfully.
Mo Fan's face went blank. He had no clue how the rulers of the undead divided up their territories...
BANG!
The King of Undead stomped the ground heavily. A black wave surged forward in a cone, heading straight for the magnificent Pyramid.
The Pyramid's deathlight suddenly became unstable. There were now holes the deathlight was no longer shining upon.
The undead from Egypt could only move within the deathlight. When the holes appeared, the undead within them evaporated in just a breath or two...
The Undead Ripple the Ancient King had produced was a direct provocation to the Pyramid. It had severely restrained the pyramid's Deathlight!
”Who dares disrupt my sacred light!?” the thunderous voice in the Pyramid demanded.
Mo Fan shivered every time he heard the voice. He was sure that the person that was talking had greatly surpassed the strongest level he was aware of. He felt a distinct urge to drop to his knees and end his own life under its enormous pressure!
”You have half a day to move your grave and your undead out of my land,” the King of Undead responded in a similarly powerful voice. It echoed across the land.
The voices were talking in two different languages, but the language used did not really matter in their conversation; it was the idea that mattered!
”Sphinx, tell him whose territory this land is going to be!” Osiris' voice came from the Pyramid once again.
The Sphinx was lying on the ground, and finally rose to his feet. His enormous body moved forward like a formidable mountain. His eyes, now engulfed by ghastly flames, were staring at Mo Fan and the King of Undead.
The Sphinx started running. He was even quicker than before. His strength had improved significantly after he was supported by Osiris. He was emitting a golden light as he charged ferociously at his enemy!