Chapter 146: The Infinite Scenery of the Night, Chinese Undead VS Egyptian Undead
As the night deepened, Wang Feng's figure quietly blended into the darkness and sneaked into the Parthenon's residence silently.
Soon, he brought Ye Xinxia out of the heavily guarded area and sneaked all the way to the top of the tallest building in Puccini City.
A cool breeze blew by, and the view from the rooftop was unobstructed.
Wang Feng gently embraced Ye Xinxia and gazed into the distance at the dark red glow cast by the shadow of the Habo Pyramid. The eerie light enveloped the entire city, reflecting the undead surging like a tide outside the city.
"Brother Wang Feng, this isn't a good place, is it? We'll be seen." Ye Xinxia's ears felt hot, and her voice was as thin as a mosquito's hum.
Wang Feng chuckled and stroked the white lips with his fingertips.
"Don't worry, no one will find us."
He had already set up a chaos array around them, hiding their figures in the darkness.
Even if someone comes here, they will not be able to detect them as long as they don't get within three meters of them.
Ye Xinxia's eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes reflecting the distant dark light: "Is it true?"
"Of course~ Or rather." He paused deliberately, his breath brushing against the blushing side of her neck. "Are you actually expecting to be discovered?"
"Brother Wang Feng, you, you are always like this."
Ye Xinxia grabbed Wang Feng's arm that was resting on her lower abdomen, her eyelashes trembling and drooping, her voice becoming increasingly quiet, "Bully!"
The dark red glow cast a flickering shadow on her cheek. Wang Feng chuckled and tightened his arms, pulling her closer to him: "So, do you want to bully me back?"
Ye Xinxia buried her burning face in her chest, her voice muffled and filled with unconscious grumbling: "That's too much."
Wang Feng chuckled softly, his thin lips almost touching her hot earlobe: "You still owe me what you promised me last time."
Ye Xinxia's body trembled, and after a long while, she squeezed out a barely audible sound from her throat:
".Um."
Then her movements and expressions were exactly the same as Ye Chang's!
It's really worthy of being
(Omitted 5,000 words)
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Two hours later.
The night was deep, and Wang Feng's fingertips were shining with a bright blue light as he gently cleaned the remaining marks on Ye Xinxia's snow-white skin.
Xinxia leaned sleepily in his arms, tears still stained her eyelashes.
Wang Feng carefully tidied Ye Xinxia's clothes before quietly carrying her back to the Parthenon.
"That Kulun." He whispered before leaving, "Change it when you go back." Although his tone was light, it carried an unquestionable meaning.
Ye Xinxia nodded obediently, her hair still carrying the faint fragrance from their earlier lovemaking.
Since Brother Wang Feng doesn’t like it, then just change it.
Wang Feng leaned over and placed a gentle kiss on her lips, then his figure flashed and disappeared into the night as a shadow.
…
Wang Feng's figure appeared at the edge of the battlefield like a ghost.
On the battlefield late at night, the sounds of fighting and the howling of the undead were intertwined.
He scanned the battlefield with cold eyes, noting the significant differences between the Egyptian undead and the Chinese undead.
The former can only move under the dark red glow, while the latter is restricted by the darkness.
Only a very small number of special beings can break this limitation.
The shadow of the Haab Pyramid hangs high in the sky, and the dark light it casts covers the earth like a blood-red curtain.
The city of Puccini happens to be located on the edge of this strange light. The Egyptian undead regard this city as a heretic invading their territory and are launching a crazy attack.
Wang Feng stood on the edge of the cliff, staring at the shadow of the Habo Pyramid in the distance, a sharp light flashing in his eyes.
"To unify the underworld, we must conquer all the underworlds," he whispered to himself. "The Egyptian underworld. Let's use this pyramid phantom to test its depth."
He flashed and quietly bypassed the main battlefield, coming to a valley shrouded in poisonous fog.
Hundreds of poisonous gold mummies roam the valley, and dark green poisonous gas constantly seeps out from their rotten bandages, turning the entire area into a forbidden zone of death.
The air was filled with a pungent stench of decay, and even the rocks were corroded and pitted.
"Red Skull, come out!"
Wang Feng raised his hand and drew a line in the air, instantly tearing open a dark and evil portal.
Accompanied by the crackling sound of bones rubbing against each other, a skeleton with a blood-red body stepped out, with a blood-red sword in its hand shining with a cold light.
"Great King, may I know what orders you have for your subordinates?" The Red Skull Demon Lord knelt on one knee, with blood-colored soul fire beating in his skull.
Wang Feng stood with his hands behind his back, pointing at the looming pyramid phantom in the distance: "I want you to lead the Skeleton Army and completely destroy the phantom of the Habo Pyramid."
Wang Feng raised his lips slightly, "Just think of it as an appetizer before the official attack on the Egyptian underworld."
The Red Skull Lord followed the instructions and looked, the blood flames in his eyes suddenly swelled: "I will definitely complete the task assigned by my king!"
It hesitated for a moment, then said, "King, it seems there's a deceased king lurking beneath the pyramid. Do you need me to capture him alive?"
Wang Feng raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the Red Skull Demon Lord with a little surprise.
I didn't expect that it could sense the presence of the Dark Sword Master from such a long distance.
"No need." Wang Feng shook his head indifferently, "We can just deal with it as the army advances."
The Dark Sword Master's true form is just a worm, but his strength has been there all his life.
He was too disdainful to conquer a mere sub-monarch, a deceased king who had no room for improvement!
"Yes, sir!" The Red Skull Demon Lord swung the blood sword in his hand suddenly, and the ground suddenly shook violently.
One after another, the dark white skeletons broke out of the ground, and in a blink of an eye, they gathered into an endless army of bones, crushing towards the area where the poisonous gold mummy was entrenched like a tide.
…
Wang Feng stood quietly by the side, his eyes fixed on this cross-civilization battlefield.
The Red Skull Lord waved the red sword in his hand, commanding the skeleton army in an orderly manner, and fighting fiercely with the Egyptian mummies wrapped in linen bandages.
Wang Feng did not break into the Pyramid Phantom alone and dismantle it with his bare hands, because he wanted to find out what the difference was between the Egyptian undead and the Chinese undead, apart from the restrictions on their movements.
As the two sides fought, the answer gradually became clear.
Although they are all undead, their origins are completely different.
The attributes of Chinese undead are more inclined towards shadow, while the attributes of Egyptian undead are more inclined towards curse.
…
Suddenly, a strange look flashed in Wang Feng's eyes.
He noticed that the Red Skull Lord's skeleton army was growing stronger and stronger.
Those fallen Egyptian mummies were forcibly transformed into new skeleton warriors.
According to common sense, the undead should be immortal.
Even if the body is destroyed, the soul will return to its respective underworld.
However, the Red Skull Lord's methods broke this rule. It directly blocked the Egyptian undead's way back, imprisoned their souls in their skeletons, and forcibly transformed them into members of the Chinese undead.
"Interesting." Wang Feng raised the corner of his mouth slightly.
He originally estimated that the Skeleton Legion alone would not be able to break through the illusion of the Habo Pyramid tonight, and that the Red Skull Lord would have to take action himself in the end.
But the scene before him changed his mind - the methods of this undead commander were much more sophisticated than he had expected.
Devour the enemy and strengthen yourself.
Looking at the Egyptian undead who kept turning against their side on the battlefield, Wang Feng finally understood: This is the real undead war!
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at the same time.
Nan Rongni, who had already settled in Venice, received news from his family.
The Holy City Court of Justice dispatched the Court of Justice to the Feiniao City in China to capture Qin Yuer.
"The opportunity has come!" Nan Rongni murmured.
(End of this chapter)
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