Chapter 245: Sha Yuan rides on Khufu’s face and starts fighting!

The morning light streamed into the suite at the Victoria Hotel through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Heidi was standing by the window, holding a coffee cup, while Zhao Manyan and Mo Fan were enjoying breakfast at the dining table.

When Wang Feng pushed the door open with Apas, the three of them looked over at the same time.

"Wow! Captain, where did you kidnap this top-notch loli?" Zhao Manyan's eyes lit up, and the fork in his hand fell to the plate with a clang.

He wiped the corner of his mouth exaggeratedly, "Such beauty, such temperament."

A dangerous glint flashed in Apas's eyes, and a playful smile curved the corners of her lips. Just as she was about to speak, Wang Feng's voice suddenly rang in her ears:

(If you dare to speak nonsense, I will let you know what regret is tonight!)

Apas's expression froze instantly. She pursed her lips in grievance and swallowed back the words that were about to come out of her mouth.

"Her name is Apas." Wang Feng naturally stood between the two of them. "She was rescued at the Sunset Temple last night."

He fluently made up the story: the girl chosen as a sacrifice, her parents who rebelled but were brutally killed, and her tragic experience of fleeing alone in the temple.

When he got to the key point, he even glanced at Apas deliberately.

(Cooperation points.)

Apas lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes casting shadows on her face.

She didn't expect that Wang Feng would give her such an identity - not a slave, not a trophy, but a victim worthy of sympathy.

"That's too much!" Heidi rushed over with red eyes and hugged Apas into her arms. "From now on, I will be your sister!"

Suddenly falling into the soft embrace, Apas' whole body stiffened.

She subconsciously looked at Wang Feng, but saw that he was looking at her with a half-smile and mouthing:

(Call me sister.)

"Sister, sister." Apas squeezed out the word stiffly.

"That's great, Old Wang. You just went out and found such a cute little sister." Mo Fan joked with a playful smile.

Wang Feng glanced at him coldly and said, "I'm almost done with my work. Get ready and leave in three days."

Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan's expressions changed immediately after hearing this.

"Captain, we're only at a high level of cultivation. Aren't we just going to die?" Zhao Manyan said with a bitter face.

"Not necessarily." Wang Feng's eyes were deep. "I need you to sneak into the pyramid and open the door to the underworld for me."

It's not that he doesn't have the ability to connect directly to the Egyptian underworld, but if he wants to start a war, he must launch an attack in the real world, just like when Khufu's army invaded the northern border.

But this was extremely disadvantageous to him - Egypt was Khufu's home turf, and only the Pyramid of Khufu participated in the last battle, while the other pyramids remained motionless.

If a war breaks out in the real world, and Khufu hides in his shell, he will be completely helpless.

The best plan is for him to attract Khufu's attention from the outside, and let Mo Fan and others sneak into the pyramid, find Khufu's palace, and open the door to the Abyss, so that the Egyptian underworld and the Chinese underworld are directly connected, and Khufu's lair will be wiped out in one fell swoop!

Apas, who was in Heidi's arms, couldn't help but widen her eyes when she heard Wang Feng's words.

Although she was still young, she was well aware of Khufu's strength as the third daughter of Queen Medusa and the owner of the Temple of Sunset.

And her master actually wanted to declare war on Khufu. What's the difference between this and a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth!

…

Three days later

Wang Feng completed a "friendly negotiation" with the Cairo military chief and successfully obtained the support of the military.

At the same time, the team welcomed a pyramid expert - Shreve.

Mo Fan was also busy, and he dragged Mu Bai and Zhang Xiaohou into the team.

Finally, the members who sneaked into the Pyramid of Khufu and were responsible for opening the door to the underworld were determined to be:

Mo Fan, Zhao Manyan, Mu Bai, Zhang Xiaohou, Shi Ruifu, Heidi - a team of six, plus a female ghost hiding in the dark - Queen Jiuyou.

"My king, please leave the matter of opening the portal to the underworld to me." The Queen of Nine Netherworlds came floating over, and her cold voice echoed in the air.

Mo Fan's face froze. "Since the Nine Nether Queen is here, why do we have to risk entering the pyramid?"

Wang Feng's expression was indifferent. "The Queen of the Nine Netherworlds cannot act lightly. If you encounter any obstacles, you will have to rely on yourselves to resolve them." He paused, his tone unquestionable. "Wait until I start a war, and then you will take advantage of the chaos to sneak into the pyramid."

Before he finished speaking, he turned and left, not giving Mo Fan and the others any chance to argue.

However, just as the Nine Nether Queen was about to disappear into darkness, Wang Feng's voice rang out again, deep and solemn: "Protect Heidi for me. Even if the mission fails, nothing can happen to her."

The corners of Queen Jiuyou's lips curled up slightly, and she replied through voice transmission: "Please rest assured, Your Majesty. Jiuyou will definitely protect the Princess."

…

Wang Feng stood in the air, his black robe rustling, and a suffocating aura of death lingered around him.

The Egyptian ghosts wandering around the Pyramid of Khufu seemed to sense something. They all looked up, with ghostly green fire burning in their empty eye sockets and roaring one after another.

The sound was like the friction of thousands of rusty blades, which was creepy.

Wang Feng slowly raised his right hand, and a dark red magic star palace suddenly appeared behind him.

The star palace was outlined by countless blood-red stars, and each star seemed to be dripping with sticky blood plasma, emitting a sickening fishy-sweet smell.

"Shayuan is here!"

As his cold voice fell, dark red starlight swept across the entire Pyramid of Khufu like a wave of blood.

Suddenly, there was a crisp "crack" sound in the sky, and a huge black hole was torn out.

The hole continued to expand and twist, eventually turning into a chaotic vortex, madly stirring up the surrounding space.

An ominous blood-red lightning flashed at the edge of the vortex, devouring even the light wherever it passed.

The wailing of ghosts and the howling of corpses suddenly erupted! The screams of hundreds of thousands of evil spirits poured out from the vortex, and the sound contained the most extreme despair and resentment in the world.

Each sound wave is like a barbed hook, piercing into the eardrum of a living person.

Deep within the vortex, countless withered arms could be vaguely seen frantically scratching, as if the undead from the deepest reaches of hell were scrambling to climb out.

The Pyramid of Khufu suddenly shook violently, and strange dark red lines appeared on the surface of the entire building.

These lines spread across the surface of the pyramid like blood vessels, eventually converging into a massive dark red glow that dyed the sky within a radius of several miles into the color of blood.

"It's you!"

An angry roar came from the depths of the pyramid. The sound seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell, echoing with the harsh sound of metallic friction.

Wang Feng stood in the void, his figure looking particularly eerie and cold under the dark red light.

He slowly raised his right hand, a cold arc appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Khufu, China is a country of etiquette, and it is very particular about reciprocity. Since you have brought the army of undead to 'visit' China, today..."

Suddenly, a faint blue light burst out from the vortex of the evil abyss, forming a sharp contrast with the dark red glow of the pyramid.

Two completely different energies collided violently in the air, and dazzling purple-black lightning burst out from the intersection of dark blue and dark red.

".I will bring my soldiers with me to return the favor."

Wang Feng's voice suddenly turned cold. When the last word fell, the vortex of the evil abyss suddenly expanded several times, and countless undead souls entangled in dark blue ghost fire poured out like a tide.

(End of this chapter)