Infinite Horror: The Strongest Zhongzhou Team

The appearance of golden light in the square made the Lord's voice stop abruptly.

Then the tone suddenly changed.

[Zhongzhou team captain Zheng Zha, use the plot prop Spear of Judgment to change the transfer target to Mummy 2. Are you sure? ]

Zheng Zha looked at the choice in his mind and said quickly:
"Sure!"

Compared to before.

After receiving the reminder from the Lord God this time, no one was in a hurry.

After taking two deep breaths, they walked to their respective light pillars.

Li Xiao put the shield behind his back and patted it with a smile:
"Brother Jie, see you later."

As Zheng Zha finally stepped in.

Thirty seconds passed in a flash.

The seven people in the light column only felt a darkness before their eyes, and instantly entered a world of half sleep and half wakefulness.

However, this disorienting state did not last long.

It seemed like just a blink of an eye.

The seven members of the Zhongzhou team appeared in a dark square space.
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Five thousand years ago, that is, in 3067 BC.

Thebes, Egypt.

A strong and brave warrior calls himself the Scorpion King.

He led his tribe with the scorpion as its totem, and after becoming the leader, he led an army of plunderers in an attempt to conquer the entire world.

In the following time.

A brutal war of conquest began in the endless desert.

But his ambitions were thwarted in seven years of brutal fighting.

The Scorpion King led the remaining warriors and retreated all the way to the sacred desert, Amshe.

Only then did he escape the pursuit.

Because there is an ancient legend in Egypt, that is the Amshe Desert.

It is a secret place that you can never leave once you enter it.

The harsh environment of the Amshe Desert caused heavy casualties to the once brave and battle-hardened army.

The Scorpion Emperor watched as the soldiers behind him fell one after another.

Until the end there was no one there.

Only the ambitious Scorpion Emperor is left.

Alone before his death, he made a vow to Anubis, the god of death in hell.

He was willing to give up his soul if Anubis would spare his life and allow him to conquer his enemies.

Anubis agreed to this fair deal.

Then a black scorpion crawled out of the Amshe Desert.

Came in front of the Scorpion Emperor.

The Scorpion King, who was on the verge of death, knew that Anubis, the god of death, had agreed to his request and spared him from death.

He raised his head, reached out to take the scorpion in front of him, chewed it, and swallowed it.

At the same time the Scorpion King swallowed it.

The terrifying green vitality began to spread outward madly with the Scorpion Emperor as its center.

Tall trees with lush branches and leaves sprouted out of the desert.

Vines, thorns, bushes, trees and even water sources appeared out of thin air.

Since then, the sacred Amshe Desert has become a vibrant oasis.

A desert oasis that no one can find.

And the Scorpion King, leading Anubis's army of death, walked out.

In the years that followed, the Scorpion Emperor was invincible.

The undead army destroyed everything like a flood.

But with victory comes the end.

After the Scorpion King achieved his goal, Anubis took away his soul and the power to summon the army of death as agreed.

Only the golden bracelet that once was was left, still retaining a trace of its divinity.

The victorious Death Army returned to the desert and fell asleep again.

They waited patiently underground, waiting to return to the human world again.

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Egypt, 1933.

O'Connor, who just turned thirty, pushed aside the dense spider webs in front of him and looked around carefully.

The revolver in his right hand was ready to fire at any time.

In the dim environment, only the torch in the left hand can bring a little light.

The long-lost stimulation in the darkness caused O'Connor's adrenaline to begin to be secreted unconsciously.

The feeling of his accelerated heartbeat made him feel as if he had returned to ten years ago.

To be more precise, it was in Hamunaptra ten years ago.

His opponents are a mummy that comes to life and the legendary Sphinx.

"Crack!"

A slight sound made O'Connor tremble all over and he was forced to interrupt his thoughts.

The steps became slower.

The next turn.

end.

Just at this time.

A small black figure bumped into O'Connor's thigh.

The two people who were caught off guard screamed "Ahhhhhhh" at the same time and fell backwards.

O'Connor forced himself to control the trigger and did not shoot.

"Eric???"

O'Connor's voice changed from confusion, to questioning, to anger.

Of course.

In the end, all emotions turned into helplessness.

What else could he do? The person in front of him was his own son.

Six-year-old Eric sat on the ground and laughed dryly twice:

"Oh, Daddy, you are screaming so loudly, do you think the mummy has come back to life?"

After hearing the annoying answer, O'Connor put the gun back into his waist.

"Why are you coming down here? Didn't I tell you to stay up there?"

"But……"

"Stop, don't tell me anything, it's very dangerous down there."

Eric shook his head and tried to look serious:
"No, no, no, Father, but I saw your tattoo on it, the one on your right wrist."

O'Connor was about to say something when he was stunned:
"What about my tattoo?"

Eric was relieved to see his father listening:

"It's on a side door. There's a spiral pattern there."

"There are pyramids, eyes, and emperors, exactly like yours."

Eric said as he stood up and took off the wrist guard on O'Connor's right hand, pointing at the tattoo on it.

"Really?"

"real!!"

"OK, even if it's true, now, immediately, you must return the way you came!"

"I'll go up and take a look later, OK?"

Eric then nodded obediently and talked as he walked.

"Oh, father, what should I do?"

"Still sitting there?"

"You can set up two good mousetraps. Anyway, your mother is digging someone else's grave now, and no one will bother you."

The young Eric sighed helplessly.

Forced to accept this cruel reality.

Ok.

A tomb-robbing mother, an adventurous father, a neglected son, and a broken home.

What can he do living here?

Eric mourned for himself for a while before going out.

And the other side of this mysterious cemetery.

"Fuck, get out of here!"

Evelin finished speaking and kicked in the air with her right foot, and the red and black snake, which looked extremely poisonous, was kicked away.

As soon as O'Connor came in, he saw the poisonous snake flying towards him and jumped forward with a start.

Looking at the poisonous snake being killed by a shovel.

The old couple looked at each other in tacit understanding.

"Honey, it's poisonous."

Evelyn retracted her high-kick and shrugged.

"Of course, but that's in the case of being bitten."

"Can I say you're going to murder your husband?"

"Of course, so what happened just now?" "I heard you scream."

O'Connor quickly waved his hand and betrayed his son without hesitation.

"Nothing, Eric came over. He found some patterns and wanted to show them to us."

"I swear, this brat is becoming more and more like you."

Evelin turned around and carefully used a brush to scrape off the loose dirt on the wall, saying:

"Do you mean more attractive, more lovely, or more charming?"

O'Connor smiled bitterly and hugged Evelyn from behind.

Close to the ear:

"No, I mean he's driving me crazy."

"So when will it be sent to his uncle?"

"It's been a long time since we've had some time alone together!"

Evelyn rolled her eyes and slapped away O'Connor's hands that were climbing to the top.

Pointing to a gap ahead.

O'Connor looked.

Just above the gap were two women wearing ancient Egyptian decorations.

To be precise, it was two women fighting for life and death.

Evelyn pointed to a crack in the wall:
"Come on, dear, business is at hand."

O'Connor looked at the crowbar his wife handed him:

"Well, you think of me at times like this."

With the crowbar's powerful power, the mechanism was dismantled.

Looking at the open stone door, O'Connor relit a torch.

Both of them stood still and looked at each other cautiously.

Because behind the mechanism are rotten and dried corpses.

They were neatly placed in the caves on the wall.

But for these two people, these are nothing.

What really made the two men stop was the densely packed black scorpions on the floor of the secret room.

Accompanied by the orange-red flames of torches.

The scorpions that had been living in darkness all year round began to flee and soon went deeper into the darkness.

"Scorpion?"

"Same as the painting on the wall just now."

O'Connor turned around and asked:

"Evelyn, is there a race in Egypt that believes in scorpions?"

Evelin carefully stretched out her foot and jumped down.

"The ancient Egyptian civilization before the Common Era was synonymous with too many creatures, including scorpions, lions, cows, vultures, and eagles."

"These creatures in nature were once worshipped as messengers of God."

As Evelin spoke, she dug up the bones on the ground and continued:
"I've been tracking down the history of this place ever since I started having dreams about it."

"Of course there are also some words about scorpions."

"So there's definitely something wrong here."

O'Connor followed in and curled his lips:

"Honestly, ever since you started dreaming, I've been the victim."

"Because I never had a full night's sleep."

"But, dear, is it really not Zheng Zha, Li Xiao and the others who did this?"

"After disappearing for ten years, maybe they want to hold a welcome party in this way."

Compared to the cautious Evelyn, O'Connor jumped directly down, looked at the crushed skull, said sorry casually, and followed.

Evelyn ignored O'Connor's words because she had come across a new mural.

Compared to the ones outside that were badly damaged, this one was much more complete.

As the two of them approached.

The murals that had been hidden in the mausoleum for thousands of years also reappeared in the world.

Evelin was standing in front of the mural, completely stunned.

He stroked the lines on it and murmured:
"I, I feel like I've been here before, no, I'm sure I have been here."

O'Connor shook his head:
"My dear, don't joke around. The stone I just pried open is at least three thousand years old."

"Or, in fact, you have always been Imhotep's cousin?"

"A beautiful mummy who lived for more than 3,000 years"

"Hide your identity from me?"

As O'Connor finished speaking, he saw Evelyn groping for a candlestick pattern on the mural and pulling it down skillfully.

Then one side of the wall of the secret room was opened again.

An inverted trapezoidal entrance appeared above.

Evelyn saw this scene and murmured:

"So why do I know the open path?"

O'Connor: "Uh..."

"Okay, Evelyn, maybe it's a coincidence?"

"Promise me that you will go back and see a psychiatrist, okay?"

Evelin raised her foot and walked in.

The moment she entered, Evelyn saw the light of the torch in her hand suddenly become stronger and shine in all directions.

When Evelyn looked again, all the spider webs and mummies on the ground had disappeared.

The ground became clean and tidy.

The murals on the wall, which had decayed over the years, became colorful again.

"Boom!"

Evelyn looked forward following the sound.

I saw a golden door in front of me suddenly open.

A woman with a charming figure and bronze complexion came out.

Twist the mechanism on the golden door back into place.

Just as the bronze-skinned beauty turned around, Evelin was about to see her face.

O'Connor, who was also holding a torch, just walked over casually.

The yellow light changed instantly.

The panicked Evelin looked again and found that everything that had just happened had disappeared.

Only my husband, who only knows how to irritate people and can't take care of children at all, is left, smiling at me in a way that looks like he deserves a beating.

O'Connor saw his wife suddenly start to grind her teeth, and quickly swallowed what he was about to say.

Then he looked around seriously.

"Well, yes, it is a secret room."

"The remains here are very intact, and dear, it seems that there should be a space inside."

"But the agency hasn't found it yet."

"But it doesn't matter. This crowbar in my hand, which is 90% new, is also good!"

After saying that, perhaps to show off, O'Connor found a gap and inserted the crowbar into it.

"1...2...Hmm???"

"So strong?"

"It's okay, honey, I'll do it again!"

“Hmm~~~~~!!!”

five minutes later.

"Keep going, why did you stop?"

O'Connor looked at the crowbar in his hand that was almost tilted at a 90-degree angle and chuckled dryly.

"Honey, is it possible that your nearly new crowbar is no longer usable?"

"I think that violent destruction is not good. We should be civilized when doing archaeology."

Evelyn handed over the torch unhappily.

"Now you know that violence and destruction are bad?"

The skilled eye roll rose to the sky again at this moment.

Evelyn turned around and felt the mural and said:

"Combined with the layout and paintings outside, this room should be a place where a certain generation of ancient Egyptian civilization stored important items."

"And what we have in front of us is equivalent to a safe."

"As for the method of opening it..."

As Evelin spoke, she used the brush in her hand to sweep away the dust on the door in front of her.

An extremely familiar presence then appeared before the two of them.

Look at the symbol in front of you.

Evelin subconsciously took out a hexagonal metal key from her arms.

Then he pressed it on tightly.

Evelyn and O'Connor widened their eyes when they saw this scene.

(ps: I have a day off tomorrow, dear readers, happy National Day on October 1st, celebrate the birthday of our motherland!)
(Seventy-fifth anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China, the mountains and rivers of the motherland are magnificent and picturesque.

May our motherland prosper and be glorious forever! )(End of this chapter)