Chapter 247 My beloved, watch me chop down the Egyptian underworld!
Deep in the abyss, dark red mist slowly flows like blood, and a bloody throne stands on the altar.
Wang Feng sat leaning on it with his eyes closed, tapping the armrests rhythmically with his slender fingers, as if listening to the sounds of fighting on a distant battlefield.
Apas, dressed in a black and white maid outfit, knelt beside the throne, her slender fingers carefully massaging his thighs.
A complex light flashed in her golden eyes, and her former arrogance had long since turned into deep awe - the man in front of her was a terrifying existence that even Khufu did not dare to face directly.
"Master, don't you need to supervise the battle yourself?" Apas's voice was soft and tentative.
She thought of the sword that cut through the sky and couldn't help but shudder - even her noble mother would probably not have the qualifications to resist this sword.
Wang Feng didn't even raise his eyelids. "It's just a waste of time." His voice was like a cold wind blowing from the depths of the underworld. "Khufu refuses to show himself, so killing as many undead souls as possible is futile."
This protracted war has lasted for more than a month.
The casualties of the undead armies on both sides have already exceeded tens of millions, but to the two masters of the underworld, these losses are just numbers - after the low-level undead die in battle, their souls will return to the underworld, and they only need to consume a little undead breath to be reborn.
As long as no monarch-level fighters fall, this consumption is as natural as breathing for them.
"Oh," Apas responded obediently and picked up a crystal grape from the crystal plate.
She hesitated for a moment and handed the fruit to Wang Feng's lips: "Master, please have it."
Wang Feng suddenly opened his eyes, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes: "That's it?"
"Then how do I feed it? I don't understand."
Wang Feng's thumb gently rolled over her moist lips, with a dark gleam in his eyes.
Apas' pupils suddenly shrank, and the tips of her ears instantly burned red.
She picked up a grape tremblingly, hesitated for a moment, and finally closed her eyes and put it between her lips.
When she came closer tremblingly, Wang Feng could even see the tiny tears on her trembling eyelashes.
"Hmm"
The moment the grapes entered her mouth, Apas tried to retreat like a frightened animal, but was grabbed by the back of her head.
Wang Feng let go of her reluctantly until she was almost out of breath.
"That's more like it." His thumb brushed the corner of her moist lips, and Wang Feng glanced at the gilded wine jug. "Continue."
Apas trembled, but did not dare to disobey.
The amber wine flowed between her lips and teeth. When the fruity nectar entered Wang Feng's mouth, a few drops of wine slid down her snow-white neckline into her collar.
Wang Feng chuckled and suddenly pulled the man onto the throne.
"Master, it's about war." Apas pressed against his chest in panic.
"What's the rush?" Wang Feng casually untied the bow at the back of her neck. "Let that coward Hufu hide for a while."
Just as the ribbon of the maid costume was about to fall off, the entire Shayuan suddenly trembled violently, and a strange energy wave spread out like ripples.
Wang Feng's movements suddenly stopped, and a hint of impatience flashed in his eyes.
"Tsk, what a bummer." He let go of Apas. "The gate to the underworld opened just in time."
Apas hurriedly gathered her loose clothes, and a faint blush appeared on her snow-white skin.
Wang Feng glanced at her and frowned, "Change into this outfit and prepare to go to the underworld battlefield."
"Yes," Apas replied with her head down, but couldn't help biting her lower lip.
She felt a little aggrieved - it was him who had forced her to wear the maid outfit, and now it was him who was touching her, and in the end he was disgusted with her disheveled clothes.
But when she stole a glance at Wang Feng's tall and straight back, that little emotion instantly disappeared.
Thinking of the sword that created the world and his arrogant attitude when facing Khufu, Apas unconsciously shrank his neck.
"Forget it." She sighed silently in her heart, "This master is really not to be trifled with."
…
The gate to the Abyss of Evil opened, and Wang Feng, holding Apas, stepped into this desolate land of eternal slavery.
Looking around, countless skinny undead trackers were carrying huge stones under the whip of their supervisors, and their wailing sounds echoed under the dim sky.
At the end of the desert, a giant golden pyramid stands tall, with its top emitting dark red light, demonstrating Khufu's supreme authority.
"Oh, you do know how to enjoy yourself." Wang Feng sneered, his left hand wrapped around Apas's slender waist, and his right hand slowly drew out the Tai'a sword, "My beloved, watch me chop down this Egyptian underworld!"
"My beloved?" Apas shuddered, and her golden snake pupils suddenly shrank.
This name made her heart skip a beat, and even the feeling of being held in his arms became particularly clear.
But Wang Feng didn't care about her distraction.
The Taia Sword burst out with brilliant divine light in his hand, and twenty series of fused magic energy gathered madly. The sword body continued to extend and finally turned into a giant blade that spanned the sky and the earth!
Wherever the sword pointed, even space began to distort and crack.
"Damn it! How did you get into my underworld!" Khufu finally rushed out of the pyramid, his pale face distorted with rage.
When he saw the devastating sword light, his pupils suddenly constricted: "No! Stop it--!!"
He frantically urged the power of the underworld, and the entire pyramid burst into an unprecedented dark red light, and the entire Egyptian underworld trembled.
Countless undead souls turned into a torrent of energy while wailing, trying to block the sword.
However--
"The End, Creation of Heaven!"
Wang Feng's sword fell.
The moment the sword light passed through the underworld, a crack as thin as a hair quietly emerged.
Then——
Snap!
The cracks spread wildly, and the sky, the earth, the pyramids, and the entire Egyptian underworld were like broken glass, split in two with a deafening cracking sound!
The ethereal darkness gushed out from the cracks, greedily devouring everything.
Amidst Khufu's desperate roar, the underworld kingdom he had painstakingly built for thousands of years collapsed.
…
Present World: Egyptian Battlefield
The world suddenly fell silent.
The Egyptian army of the dead, which had been surging like a tide, all froze in place the moment the underworld was shattered.
The dark red glow of dozens of pyramids went out one after another like candles in the wind.
Countless undead souls raised their heads, the ghostly fire in their empty eye sockets jumped violently, and they let out shrill wails.
Wow——
It was as if an invisible hand was sweeping across the battlefield, and the bodies of millions of undead began to weather.
Their dried limbs crumbled piece by piece, their rotten armor turned into iron filings, and finally, along with their white bones, they all scattered into the yellow sand.
The thick, inky breath of the undead rose from the sand and dust, rolling and surging under the scorching sun like a black ocean.
The Red Skull Lord raised his skeletal hand and let the breath of the undead flow between his fingers.
The scarlet soul fire in its eye sockets flickered, and its hoarse voice was filled with emotion:
"The king succeeded."
The Mist Ghost Commander suddenly raised his sword high, and green will-o'-the-wisp flames burst out around him: "This battle—"
"Huaxia wins big!"
In an instant, the entire battlefield was boiling!
The Lord of the Underworld roared to the sky, and his bone wings stirred up a death storm; the corpse of the mountain beat his chest, and the roar shattered the sand dunes for hundreds of miles; all the intelligent undead generals roared together, shaking the world.
They were once wandering ghosts in the world and battlefield debris buried in a foreign land.
And today, the new king led them to break through the foreign underworld and planted the flag of the Chinese undead on this ancient land!
(End of this chapter)
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