Infinite Horror: The Strongest Zhongzhou Team

(ps: Happy National Day holiday, I hope everyone is healthy, happy and joyful.)
Because of this hexagonal metal key.

It was the key that once opened the Golden Scripture of Resurrection and the Black Scripture of the Dead.

It’s just that ten years ago, these two books were taken away by Zheng Zha and his friends, but the key to open the books was left behind.

Evelyn has always worn it like a talisman.

But now it seems that this "key" can open more than just those two scriptures.

And there is this super-sized safe in front of you.

Evelin was like a demon at this moment.

After pressing the key.

He grasped a protrusion on the door and started turning it.

Accompanied by the sounds of clicks and clicks.

Evelyn twisted in six different positions without stopping.

The door also opened simultaneously.

Only then did Evelin come back to her senses.

He turned to look at O'Connor, whose eyes widened:

"Oh dear, do you think a psychiatrist could look at this?"

O'Connor looked shocked, and finally stammered:

"This, this may really be unwatchable."

"But now I am more and more convinced that this is a prank by Zheng Zha and Li Xiao."

Watching the "safe" slowly opening its door, O'Connor finally became serious and asked:

"Anything else? Who else appeared in your dream?"

"And my cousin."

"Your cousin?"

"Isn't Jonathan your brother?"

"The cousin I'm talking about is the relative you just introduced to me, Imhotep!!!"

“When I started having the dream, I thought there was something wrong with my mind.

After all, I did have a few nightmares when it just ended ten years ago.”

"Imorton is inside."

"But now it seems that the two Imhotep here are different."

"It's like the Imhotep in my dream seems a little younger?"

After Evelin said this uncertainly, the expressions of the old couple became serious.

After all, the idea of ​​dreams coming true is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

Since it is beyond the scope, the two of them naturally have countermeasures that are beyond the scope.

O'Connor looked at the half-open door of the "safe".

He took out something wrapped in layers from his arms and handed it to Evelin.

Evelin hesitated for a moment before taking it.

Then the two of them walked in.

O'Connor was at the forefront:

"To be honest, honey, I'm frightened by you."

"Well, actually I was scared by myself too."

Evelyn followed up.

"So can we send Eric to his uncle's house?"

O'Connor, who was serious in the previous second, turned back to the previous question in the next second.

Evelin’s breasts, which were more well-developed than ten years ago, couldn’t help but tremble.

Of course I was angry.

Then there was a rustling sound, which seemed to be the sound of taking off clothes.

Of course, it was accompanied by rapid applause.

Although children are the fruit of love, sometimes they can be very troublesome.

Just like that, ten minutes of friendly family education.

The two well-dressed and experienced adventurers came online again.

The pile of utensils, around the mummy, and where the scorpions had just gathered.

After they searched around with torches, they confirmed that there was no mechanism in the "safe" and they breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, the tombs of the Egyptian pharaohs do not welcome visitors.

Of course, this phenomenon is universal.

This is true whether in the East, the West, or Egypt.

Evelyn swept away the thick spider web in front of her, revealing a golden circular mark under the torch.

Evelin seemed to be reminiscing, stroking the pattern on it and saying:
"This should be the emblem of the Scorpion King. I should have thought of it when I saw those scorpions outside."

"After all, in ancient Egyptian culture, this person is the only one who has a relationship with scorpions."

"but!"

O'Connor looked at Evelyn, who was full of doubts:

"But what?"

Evelyn shook her head and said:
"But shouldn't the Scorpion King be just a fictional character?"

"Because there has never been any record of him. There are no prehistoric artifacts, no literature, no written records, only a vague story passed down by word of mouth."

O'Connor approached and seemed to have thought of something and said with a smile:

"If he is really a fictional character in the legend, then how did your dream come about?"

"Obviously, someone doesn't want the Scorpion King to be found."

“That’s why all relevant records were destroyed.”

“But there are also people who want him to be found.”

"And the people who want him to be found, for some reason, have now come to us two."

Evelyn also nodded:
"It seems so. I have a feeling O'Connell, the two of us might be involved in something terrible again!"

O'Connor looked up at the place where the scorpion was carved:
"My dear, is this badge gold?"

"After all, we have spent almost all our gold in the past ten years."

When Evelyn heard this, she elbowed O'Connor without hesitation, and his face suddenly turned bitter.

"O'Connell, you should go to Jonathan less often in the future."

"If Eric is led astray, believe me, you two will regret it."

Done.

Under Evelyn's hand, just below the badge, a wooden box suddenly popped up.

Evelyn jumped back instantly.

The two of them hugged each other directly.

O'Connor felt something and lowered his head:
"Honey, why don't you just say this back home in bed? Don't open the box to threaten me."

"I said it wasn't me who opened it, do you believe me?"

Evelyn had just finished speaking when O'Connell pointed to a groove in the front of the wooden box.

And in this key-like groove, there was a necklace with a sun logo pressed on it.

It is the “key” just now.

Evelin then looked down at her hands:

"Well, I don't know what happened to my hand just now, I just pressed it."

"It's all your fault. If you hadn't distracted me, I wouldn't be like this."

After saying that, he punched me.

O'Connor rubbed his chest and missed his wife from ten years ago very much.

Because at that time Evelyn was just a scholar who loved archaeological literature.

A standard lady.

And now, for some reason, the military strength can be said to be increasing year by year.

Especially during this period of time, as the number of dreams increases.

The domestic violence that she and her son suffer every day is increasing day by day.

It can be said to be extremely painful.

Otherwise, the whole family would not have traveled across mountains and rivers to come here to dig up a dilapidated ancient tomb.

Speaking of now.

Looking at the opened wooden box.

What was inside the wooden box also caught their eyes.

"This. Is the Death Bracelet?"

O'Connor came to his senses.

When he heard Evelin’s voice, he realized that his wife in his arms had been gone for a long time.

The existence of it has been taken out.

O'Connor suddenly felt that the world was no longer wonderful, and quickly shook his head and said:
"Fake..."

O'Connor hadn't finished his sentence yet.

The entire "underground mausoleum" began to crack and shake. The "experienced" couple had been getting along for many years and naturally had a tacit understanding.

O'Connor took a quick look at the golden bracelet and rushed forward.

Put the bracelet into the box, then close the lid, hug it and run.

But before he could get up, he was grabbed by Evelin.

"Wait, O'Connell, there's writing on it!"

Under the box was a dust-free slab of stone.

There are clear traces on it, which is a piece of ancient Egyptian text carved on the stone slab.

O'Connor looked at the falling dust and cracked walls around him:
"Fuck, I want you to hurry up honey!"

"What's written on it?"

"In front is the legend of the Scorpion King, and behind!"

"What's behind?"

"Don't tell me it's a motto?"

"The same old thing is a curse!"

Evelin took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down. She lowered her head and began to interpret the last sentence:
"Whoever disturbs the bracelet must drink from the water of the Nile."

"Oh, sounds fine, just drinking water."

O'Connell listened with wide eyes and shook his head:
"NO, NO, NO, I remember the nearby map, the Nile River is right next to it!"

Perhaps to confirm what O'Connor said.

next moment.

In this underground mausoleum, there was an inexplicable sound of sea waves.

Then the two of them were shocked to see white river water pouring back in from outside the inverted trapezoidal door.

At the last moment, Evelyn asked hurriedly:

"How many chances do we have left?"

"If I remember correctly, there should be three more times!"

After saying that, the two of them sandwiched the box in the middle, then hugged each other tightly facing each other.

Then he said in annoyance:
"This is bad Evelyn."

"We've met before."

"But this time I feel worse!"

Subsequently.

The water from the Nile River rushed in.

The entire mausoleum collapsed in an instant, and the river water washed the contents inside to a higher place above the ground.

at the same time.

On the cemetery grounds, in a ruined palace temple, Eric looked at the stone pillars that he had "accidentally" pushed down, and they began to fall like dominoes.

They fell down one after another.

The last thick stone pillar directly knocked down the largest wall in the hall, leaving a big hole.

In the dust, Eric looked stunned, as if he knew that his butt was going to be in trouble:

"Ooh!"

"Dad, Mom, I seem to be in trouble again!"

Eric as a little boy just finished speaking.

Then I saw a ball of light emitting a pale yellow light.

The surging river water rushed out from the hole that was smashed open.

Eric, who saw this exaggerated scene, didn't have time to run away.

The elliptical light shield was caught up by the impact of the river water.

Then Eric was about to shout:
"My life is over!"

He was grabbed by a strong arm that stretched out from the light shield the moment he touched it.

Eric didn't have time to shout out loud.

One hand twisted her face, with that familiar touch and precise angle.

Although Eric was full of doubts, he still spoke at the first opportunity.

Begging to awaken the little maternal and paternal love in both of them.

"Dad, Mom, please listen to my explanation..."

Before he could finish the second half of the sentence, the other side of his face also fell into the devil's clutches.

Eric, who felt "reased", was in a trance and could only see his father and mother clearly. Then, he felt dizzy.

Just as the three were swept into the rapids of the Nile River.

The city of the dead thousands of miles away.

That is Hamunatta.

There was a group of people digging something day and night.

Each of them wore thick red cloth to protect themselves from the scorching sun.

In a simple tent.

Looking at the white ancient book that had just been unearthed.

Among them, the old man wearing a red headscarf could not hide his excitement.

"Black Scripture of the Dead, bring the dead back to life!"

"The Golden Sutra of the Sun, rebirth into death."

"Compared to those two books."

"This is the Deathly Codex, although there is very little information about it."

“But after all these years, we have succeeded.”

"This book is really under Hamunatta."

After saying this, the old man knelt down respectfully.

And the beautiful woman holding this mysterious and classical book in both hands.

The aura of his body became stronger at a speed visible to the naked eye.

She raised her head high, and countless past scenes flickered vaguely in her blank eyes.

The ancient Egyptian language with inexplicable words suddenly sounded:

"The words that can give mortals magical powers are written by Lord Anubis, the god of death and the guidance of the dead."

"It is rumored that those who can read these words will become the messenger favored by the god of death."

The beautiful woman's words made the men in red clothes beside her extremely excited, and their eyes exuded fanatical faith.

The old man stood up and put his hands behind his back.

At this time, the beautiful woman suddenly asked:
"What about those damned invaders?"

"What's going on now?"

The fanatical faith in the red-clothed old man's pupils quickly faded, and was replaced by deep fear and dread.

Because the beautiful woman's words reminded him of some not-so-good memories.

Said in a low voice:

"That group of demons that returned from hell have been silent for a year since the international treaty was signed again."

"But the group of soldiers stationed at the border all possess extraordinary powers."

"We have completely lost all sources of information in the East."

Although it was bad news, the beautiful woman with deep facial features couldn't help but feel relieved after hearing this.

No news is the best news.

"Don't worry, resurrect Imhotep and let him wear the Bracelet of Death. As long as we have the Army of Death, those devils from the East will not be our opponents."

"By then we will have hundreds of thousands of soldiers who are not afraid of death, and we will have the capital to negotiate!"

And just then.

The woman who had just finished speaking, holding the Holy Book of Death, seemed to look in a certain direction of the "construction site" with some feeling.

The next moment.

The entire ruined city of the undead began to vibrate.

At the same time, a shocking sound, like the roar of a monster, came from underground.

Wait until it's quiet again.

The workers in the center began to shout.

Because they only saw the center of the entire huge construction site, as if it had come alive, with yellow sand surging, as if something was about to roll underground and move upwards.

This magical scene made the surrounding workers subconsciously move closer.

However, at the end of the surging yellow sand, black scarabs appeared again.

They were like the tide in the sea of ​​sand, biting at the workers who did not escape.

The men in red around the construction site seemed to be prepared.

The flamethrowers, emitting high orange-red heat, showed no regard for the workers who were climbing to escape.

Both the man and the insect were pushed closer to the flames.

In ancient Egypt before the Christian era, the scarab represented absolute sanctions, but today it is clearly unable to keep up with the times.

Lit gasoline is the best weapon.

For a moment. (End of this chapter)