Fantasy World Transmigration - 618. Chapter 618

“…Rebirth, rebirth, rebirth!”

When Chen Ang finished reciting this mantra, in the hall where he was, countless long and murmurs sounded, and countless sounds that made everyone in the Samsara team horrified, seemed to whisper in their ears, a kind of whispers that made people feel like chicken skin. A knotty yin wind blew in from the door, with a biting cold energy, Chen Ang raised his eyes, stepped forward, and stepped into the gold-forged rune circle.

The strong positive energy fluctuations spread quickly from the golden runes under his feet like the surroundings, dispelling the yin wind before Chen Ang.

Terence hurried in from the outside, and he whispered to Chen Ang, “Master, the negative energy reaction nearby is very strong.”

Chen Ang didn’t pay attention to what he said. His attention was all attracted by the slightly trembling mummy in the sarcophagus. The mummy immortalized still maintained the ferocity and resentment at the last moment of his life. His jaw was distorted. Zhang Zhang, as if making a silent roar at the world. For three thousand years, this corpse has not been completely decayed, and his skeleton is still covered with decayed tissue.

The traces left by the carnivorous scarab beetles are still vivid, from the remaining traces of the insects on the hard skull, and the struggling posture that Imodun still maintains at the moment, as well as the scratches left by the nails on the inside of the sarcophagus. Especially the curse that was dug out from the bones of the phalanx that was soaked by blood and had a dark purple edge.

All this shocked the reincarnations. The spite contained in the engraved curse, and the wear marks on the finger bones of Immortal’s remains, all made people feel creepy from the bottom of their hearts.

But the thousand-year love between Imerton and Ansuna has moved a newcomer like Zhao Yingqi to tears.

Hong Fan’s expression was also a little weird. He cursed in a low voice and said, “We are acting like a villain. It’s clear that Immortal is the villain who wants to destroy Cairo City, OK!”

Even Chen Ang couldn’t help sighing, “Poor!”

Immortal slowly regained consciousness, his skinny skull snarled up to the sky, feeling the breath of strangers, Immortal roared, and a bone spear was ejected with a finger to Chen Ang, the person he felt the most threatening. Immortal shot his throat, and then he was about to fit in and threw out a spear with a gray-green bone spear.

Chen Ang indifferently squeezed the trigger, and two blessed bullets interrupted the bone spear in the air. Then Chen Ang relentlessly wedge six bullets into Immortal’s chest. As he kept backing away, Chen Ang changed into a magazine, and shot bullets into Imodun’s eyebrows, leg bones and other parts of his body while casually analyzing.

“The strength and toughness of the bones are more than ten times that of ordinary people. I suspect that the melee ability is good. When being knocked down by the kinetic energy of a bullet, he can use his steps and body posture to unload his strength. Poor sex, there is no obvious key point, and the effect of physical attacks is relatively poor…”

Seeing the place where the bullet hit before slowly turning into sand, and the bullet falling from the wound, Chen Ang paused for a while, adding: “The target has the ability to quickly recover physical damage…” After observing for a while, he switched to Ordinary bullets, compare the recovery speed of the two bullets, and continue: “Blessed bullets can cause effective damage, while ordinary bullets have almost no effect. The wound caused by the recovery of blessed bullets is more burdensome on the target, and the recovery speed of his wounds is slower than the original. Doubled.”

The reincarnations just watched Chen Ang blankly shot hundreds of bullets on Imodun, switching weapons all the way, ordinary pistol bullets, ordinary pistol bullets of this era, pistol blessing bullets, this The blessing bullet of the era pistol…

Chen Ang kept picking up the weapons prepared for him by the kinsmen in the Eye of Horus beside him, and finally when he broke one of Imodun’s leg with a machine gun, Zhang Ziqiang hesitated to persuade him: “Dr. Chen, Look! Immortal is miserable enough, right! He has repented! Don’t torture him like this.”

Zhang Ziqiang pointed to the skeleton mummy that had broken a leg bone and was crawling weakly on the ground.

Seeing Chen Ang’s eyes turned around again, the mummy was blocking the bones of both hands in front of him, waving his hands and shaking his head like a little girl, only to have a voice shouting: No, no more. Immortal shrank in the corner of the sarcophagus and used the sarcophagus to block most of his body. The hideous and terrifying skull revealed a trace of pitifulness.

Chen Ang looked at the unbearable Samsara teammates, and regretfully put down their weapons.

Hong Fan advised: “Why should Dr. Chen? Immortal is our enemy, yes, but he is a man! For his beloved woman, he has been tortured so much, we stand as an enemy, you kill He, I have nothing to say, why bother torturing people like this? Give him a good time!”

Chen Ang shook his head and said, “Immorton can’t die yet. I was just testing Immortal’s resistance to modern firearms. Don’t think he is embarrassed now, but in fact, I haven’t caused him any damage for so long. For practical damage, Blessing Bullet can only use positive energy to weaken his necromantic negative energy, and cannot cause substantial damage.”

“And ordinary modern firearms have no effect on him. When he is weakest now, he can only delay his actions, using his slow and inconvenient characteristics to prevent him from moving forward with the recoil of bullets. But with As time goes by, he will become stronger and stronger, and when he regains his power, and after the Ten Plagues in Cairo, physical attacks will have no effect on him.”

“I suspect he will be able to turn into sand at any time, immune to physical attacks.”

Chen Ang pointed to Immortal who had returned to his original state and said: “The reason why he is weak now is that we have used various conditions to weaken him to the extreme. It is daytime, and the positive energy makes Immortal himself weak. And the holy light gathered by the Obelisk of the Capital of the Dead floods the sanctuary of Rashen, making it even more difficult for him to recover.”

“And I sealed part of his power in the animal bodies that symbolize the gods in advance, and it restrained his power to the greatest extent, but even so, his power is constantly accelerating its recovery. , And the spiteful curse before his death, made him countless stronger than before his death, and has the characteristics of immortality.”

“Except for the Golden Sun Sutra, Immortal is immortal until he completes the curse of the Ten Scourges on Cairo. As time goes by, his power will eventually return to his hands little by little. My various practices are just delaying. This process is just that.” Chen Ang explained.

Li Ming said, “Then we have the Sun Jinjing, so hurry up and kill him before he recovers!”

Not to mention Chen Ang this time, it was Hong Fan and Zhang Ziqiang who both looked at him with weird expressions, or Zhao Yingqi kindly explained: “Dr. Chen did so much work before, but he didn’t want to complete the task and quickly return to the Lord God. The time we need to stay in that ghost place in the space, we can only let Immortal regain his strength, and may even help him regain his strength.”

The symbol of the sun god, the circle made of gold, Chen Ang and Immortal looked at each other silently from outside and inside. To be precise, Immortal kept looking at Chen Ang with those two hollow eye sockets. With the two books in hand, the air between the two was exceptionally silent, until Chen Ang became a little impatient.

He recites a syllable, and with the help of the sun’s golden sutra, he condenses the divine light reflected by the obelisk on his hand, like a long whip flowing with golden luster. Morton struggled and hid behind the sarcophagus.

The sun whip in Chen Ang’s hand wielded more agilely. No matter how Immortal dodges, he can’t escape the sun whip.

Seeing the burning traces of Immortal’s wound, the entire body of the mummy was dying. Except for Hong Fan who was also afraid of this light whip, the other reincarnations hurriedly went up to block Chen Ang, Zhang Ziqiang held Chen Ang and swung long. The hand of the whip pleaded: “Stop hitting! You can’t ask if you hit it again! He doesn’t have a tongue now, and he can’t say anything you want to ask!”

Zhang Ziqiang said to the people below: “Hurry up and find a Dr. Chen’s experimental waste!”