Chapter 218: Khufu cuts off his tail to survive
"Who is that?!" A young city defender stared blankly at the figure in the sky.
"Him." A hoarse but proud voice came from the corner of the city wall.
Everyone turned around and saw Zhao Manyan walking towards them, dragging his wounded body.
His signature golden hair was already disheveled, his luxurious clothes had become tattered rags, his face was covered in blood, but his eyes were surprisingly bright:
"He is the captain of our Huaxia National Team and one of the most powerful people in the world!"
The defenders on the city wall gasped.
Someone recognized Zhao Manyan, the son of the Zhao family chaebol, who now looked as miserable as a beggar.
But when he said this, the enthusiasm in his voice shocked everyone.
In the center of the battlefield, Wang Feng lightly dusted off his fist.
"It's quite hard."
Rumble——
Under the shadow of the Great Pyramid of Khufu, rubble continued to roll down.
The Sphinx, half of its body shattered into powder, staggered to its feet again.
Every time its broken body moved, large chunks of stone fell off, as if it would completely collapse at any moment.
"Who is it?!" A faint voice, as if coming from the depths of the underworld, echoed throughout the battlefield, causing pain in everyone's eardrums: "How dare you harm my Netherworld Beast!"
"Khufu, come out and die!"
When the last word fell, the world suddenly changed!
A wave of undead energy, deeper than the darkness of night, erupted from his palm, instantly sweeping across a thousand miles.
Mountains collapsed, plains cracked, and the loess land turned into scorched earth under the erosion of death energy.
The dark light that originally enveloped the battlefield was torn apart, and in its place was a chaotic vortex that swallowed up the world.
Rumble——
The sky seemed to be torn apart by giant claws, revealing a terrifying hole several kilometers in diameter.
The black hole continued to expand and gradually turned into a chaotic vortex, stirring and tearing the surrounding space, as if it wanted to swallow everything.
Ghosts cried, corpses howled! Countless shrill howls emanated from the vortex, the screams of hundreds of thousands of evil spirits uttered simultaneously.
With despair, resentment and deep pain, it was as if the gates of hell were completely opened and endless souls were about to pour out!
Sha Yuan has descended upon Beiyuan!
Roar!!!!
Under the bony wings of the Skeleton Dragon that covered the sky, the army of white skeletons flooded across the Yellowstone Mountains like a tide.
Countless bone knives reflected blood, staining the sky and earth a pale white. The ground continued to collapse under the trampling of countless bone claws, and the sound of cracking rock layers continued.
At the same time, a creepy sound of movement came from deep in the earth.
The army of crazy zombies led by the Mountain Zombie broke out of the ground, and the stench of corpses instantly filled the battlefield.
The rotting corpses in the front row filled every gap like black asphalt, and thousands of corpse generals stood in the back.
In the center of the sea of corpses, more than twenty tumorous corpses were frantically devouring their own kind, and in a blink of an eye they had swallowed up tens of thousands of corpse soldiers.
The Mountain Corpse grabbed the tumorous corpse filled with undead souls and threw it towards the Pyramid of Khufu like a catapult.
"boom!"
Wherever the flesh mound shells landed, the underworld creatures instantly turned into bloody paste.
One of them hit the pyramid accurately. Although it failed to shake the building, it made the dark light noticeably dim.
After the corpse minister split open, more than two thousand undead souls poured out like a flood, frantically gnawing at the surface of the pyramid.
Ten dark sword masters immediately jumped onto the pyramid, with black swords flying in their hands.
These monarch-level warriors quickly wiped out the invaders, but in the blink of an eye, several more flesh-hill corpses came rushing over.
In a short period of time, more than thirty flesh-hill corpses were thrown near the pyramid, and fifty thousand undead souls swarmed like locusts.
Although the Dark Sword Master was powerful, he was powerless against such a large number of enemies.
Hades had to urgently recall the troops to the front line.
The Underworld Legion, which had just arrived at the border of the plain, hurried back to defend, causing the front-line offensive to suddenly stagnate.
The Undead Empire's army of evil spirits only truly displayed its terror at this moment—these flying ghosts transformed into a black storm, easily swept across the ground battlefield, and headed straight for the enemy's vital points!
“Woo woo woo—
Amidst the shrill cries of ghosts, countless evil spirits formed dark clouds that covered the sky.
They are far more difficult to deal with than physical undead, and ordinary attacks cannot hurt these spirits at all.
The Egyptian army's hastily constructed defense line collapsed instantly under the attack of evil spirits, and many Egyptian underworld warriors had their blood drained before they could even raise their weapons.
The once powerful army of the underworld was caught in a dilemma of being unable to take care of both ends, while the offensive of the Undead Empire became more and more fierce.
The Skeleton Dragon led the skeleton army to break through the flank and collided head-on with the underworld army that was returning to defend.
The Mountain Corpse kept throwing out new Flesh Mound Corpses, forcing the Dark Sword Master to run around in a hurry.
The army of evil spirits reaped the harvest indiscriminately over the battlefield, spreading death to every corner.
“That’s enough!”
Khufu's furious voice came from deep within the pyramid, and in an instant, the entire battlefield came to a standstill.
In front of the pyramid, the ten dark sword masters suddenly changed their formation and turned into chariot drivers, dragging an ancient golden boat into the air.
The golden boat hung in the sky, and the Lord of the Dark Sword walked in the air, towering above the army of the underworld, with a magnificent momentum.
And on the golden boat, a figure stood tall and majestic—Pharaoh Khufu!
He was dressed in a pure white ancient pharaoh's corpse robe, holding a desert scepter, and surrounded by a dark blue light. From a distance, he looked like a saint who had transcended the mortal world, sacred and inviolable.
"Are you finally willing to come out?" Wang Feng crossed his arms across his chest, staring at Khufu coldly, his tone full of sarcasm.
Khufu stared at Wang Feng, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
He could feel the breath of a living person on Wang Feng, mixed with a pressure that was enough to rival that of the God of the Underworld.
"Are you an angel or the Chinese god of the underworld?" Khufu asked in a deep voice.
"It doesn't matter who I am." Wang Feng's eyes were like knives, his voice icy cold. "What's important is that you shouldn't have come to China!"
Before he finished speaking, the shadow of the angel behind him suddenly shrank and transformed into a dazzling sword of chaos, falling into his palm.
"Those who offend China——"
Wang Feng spoke each word clearly, and the aura around him rose wildly. The energy between heaven and earth seemed to be sucked out in an instant and all gathered on the sword in his hand.
“Kill without mercy!”
As the last word fell, he raised the Chaos Sword high up, and wherever the sword pointed, the space collapsed inch by inch!
Khufu's pupils suddenly shrank, and an unprecedented sense of death crisis swept over his body!
"The dawn ends!
Wang Feng's roar shook the sky, and the Chaos Sword slashed down with the power of destruction!
At this moment, the sky and the earth lost their color and everything fell silent.
The world was stripped of all color, leaving only a pure interweaving of black and white. Wherever the sword pointed, even time froze.
Pharaoh Khufu's skinny face suddenly twisted, and the desert scepter in his hand trembled wildly.
Dark blue light gushed out, constructing twelve layers of ancient barriers in the void, each layer engraved with runes of the dead.
Snap——
The sword light descended like a punishment from heaven, and the dark light barrier shattered!
Khufu's golden underworld boat trembled violently, and the ten dark sword masters let out shrill howls, their bodies crumbling in the aftermath of the sword power.
The towering pyramid phantom collapsed with a loud bang, turning into a sky full of dark fire and dissipating into nothingness.
When the sword light faded, only a cracked desert scepter remained in the center of the battlefield.
"Even the magical weapon of the God of the Underworld has been abandoned?" Wang Feng sneered and glanced at the remaining Egyptian God of the Underworld on the battlefield.
These are all excellent nutrients, enough for the eight deceased kings to collectively break through to the realm of supreme monarch.
"Jiuyou, clean up the battlefield."
"Your command is respected, my king!" The graceful figure of Queen Jiuyou emerged from the shadows.
"Khufu, do you think you're safe just by hiding in your lair?"
(End of this chapter)
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