“My people.”

The mummy's dry throat made a sound.

He stretched out his dry arms and grabbed the people outside the tunnel through the air.

No abnormality occurred.

No one took action.

The mummy stood up, seemed to have used up all his strength, stepped out of the coffin with difficulty, and walked out along the tunnel extremely slowly.

The white cloth strips on his body kept breaking and falling off.

Revealing a dark and skinny body.

Mubarak winked at a big man beside him and said, "Go, help the Pharaoh."

The big man squeezed the sweat from his eyes, gritted his teeth, stood up, and timidly went into the tunnel.

"hehe."

The mummy laughed dryly twice and stretched out his chicken claw-like palm.

But see.

The moment the two palms touch.

A black mist suddenly burst out from the mummy's fingertips and climbed all over the big man's body in an instant! The big man then screamed! He immediately fell to the ground and kept rolling! The mummy squatted down and continued to put his palm on the big man's forehead.

Then the black mist continued to transfer from his body to the big man's body.

The big man's skin began to turn black rapidly and shrunk at a speed visible to the naked eye!

moment.

The big man turned into a mummy as black as charcoal.

The mummy was still thin.

But the wrinkled skin had regained a hint of flesh color! People in the distance felt a chill down their spines! Mubarak squinted his eyes and watched hard, only to find that the black mist coming out of the mummy was a very tiny beetle.

It is recorded in ancient books.

This beetle is called the dark beetle.

A form of torture from the imperial power of ancient Northern Egypt.

It can corrode a living person into a mummy in an instant.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Mubarak's forehead.

No way.

This so-called Tutankhamun mummy is a dried corpse that has been parasitized by the underworld beetles? And now.

He transferred the Netherworm to someone else's body? ! "Hehe."

"Finally getting rid of these little bugs."

The mummy's walking speed increased slightly, and it slowly walked out of the dark tunnel into the sunny area.

This scene was like a black skeleton, constantly approaching everyone.

The next scene.

Let everyone be shocked again.

The mummy's body was illuminated by the sunlight and began to come alive. The skin gradually relaxed and the black and purple color slowly faded away.

As you walk.

Muscles began to appear beneath his skin as if they were inflated.

He walked faster and faster.

When you walk out of the pyramid corridor completely, you will see a brand new look.

From a shriveled mummy, he turned into an old man in his sixties or seventies with a half-foot long black beard and gloomy eyes!

It's really Tutankhamun! Mubarak was extremely shocked!

He had seen this face in ancient books! It could really sleep for a thousand years and then be resurrected! "Hehe."

Tutankhamun tore off a few tattered white strips of cloth from his body, smiled evilly, and glanced at the people in front of him.

"My people, now you can worship the real Pharaoh!"

Everyone was shocked in their patience.

Bow again.

"The Pharaoh has great power!"

immediately.

Mubarak signaled his men to present Tutankhamun with the crown of the ancient northern Egyptian king, which was also looted, and a golden embroidered robe.

Tutankhamun put on his clothes and stood under the pyramid.

The Pharaoh's style has reappeared.

He smiled proudly and said, "Who are you, my pious subject?"

Mubarak said respectfully: "I am the 136th supporter of the ancient Pharaoh. I have always believed in your existence. I am also the current vizier."

Pharaoh Tutankhamun frowned, "136 supporters? If you are a vizier, why don't you have thousands of people supporting you?"

Mubarak bowed his head and said, "My Lord, the glory days of Northern Egypt have passed. As God's people, we have fallen into decline. We have even lost the right to rule our country."

"Northern Egypt is now in the hands of a group of low-sounding villains."

"It's just me and my men who have been waiting for you to wake up."

"You have been sleeping for a thousand years. It is too long."

Pharaoh Tutankhamun narrowed his eyes.

"A thousand years?"

He took a few steps forward, looked back at the huge pyramid, and then at the sun in the sky.

Stretch out your hands and twist your index fingers continuously.

Suddenly, he laughed out loud towards the sky.

"What a thousand years?!"

"I have been sleeping for 2600 years!"

"Fortunately, time destroys everything."

"very good!"

"Those villains with hearts as vicious as scorpions are indeed unworthy of controlling the great Northern Egypt!"

Pharaoh Tutankhamun suddenly became a little crazy.

Although the country is in a state of decline, it seems as if we have heard of great good news.

Mubarak was puzzled. "Sir, the ancient books say that you wake up once every thousand years."

Pharaoh Tutankhamun turned around, and the light in his eyes was so chilling and unpredictable that it made one's body spin.

He smiled and said, "Ancient book, is it the Miluo Sutra?"

Mubarak nodded blankly.

"hehe."

Pharaoh Tutankhamun laughed sinisterly again, "To you, that is indeed an ancient book, because it was written by me!"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

As he spoke, his eyes burned with rage. "2,600 years ago, I was the Pharaoh of Northern Egypt, but I was murdered by my brother. He couldn't kill me, so he used the underworld beetle to suck me into a mummy, and then locked me in that golden coffin, and announced to the public that I was seriously ill and incurable."

"Then he took my throne."

At this point, Tutankhamun suddenly turned around, stared at Mubarak, gritted his teeth and said: "All this is just because I want to kill 60,000 humble slaves."

"Tell me, is he as vicious as a venomous snake?"

Mubarak suddenly took three steps back.

this.

It was completely different from the history he knew! Pharaoh Tutankhamun added: "What you think of as mummies is not a lavish burial, nor is it an imperial treatment. It is actually a cage!"

"They restricted me for 2,600 years!"

Mubarak's heart was shaking again.

These remarks overturned the world's understanding of Northern Egyptian culture!

"hehe."

"As for the Miluo Sutra, it's just a story I made up."

"I hope that some of my descendants will put me under the sun again."

"Fortunately, I was blessed by God."

The Pharaoh looked at the man in front of him with a strange smile.

Mubarak felt some of his faith was broken.

He said in horror: "Don't you pass on God's mission to us every thousand years? Can't you bring us strength?"

“God’s mission?”

The Pharaoh raised his head, his face grim, and said, "I am God."

"As for you, you just want to make Northern Egypt strong again, occupy a high position, and enjoy the right to rule the world."

"Don't worry, it's easy."

"All the rulers of Northern Egypt are dead. Now is the time for me to re-establish my kingship!"

"Once, my strength was drained away and I was imprisoned underground. No one listened to my call, and no one was willing to lend a helping hand."

"Now, I won't have any mercy anymore."

"Anyone who disobeys me must die!"

Pharaoh Tutankhamun gritted his teeth, and a turbulent look broke out in his eyes.

He looked at Mubarak, "Since you have read the Miluo Sutra, you should know that I need my Hanse Scepter."

Mubarak shuddered.

He took the long and narrow wooden box from his subordinates and presented it to the Pharaoh.

Pharaoh Tutankhamun's face trembled with excitement as he stroked it slowly.

Suddenly his expression turned fierce, "Where is my Eye of Pharaoh?!"

"it"

Mubarak stuttered, "It has flowed into the world and has not been found yet. Don't worry, this diamond is very precious. It must be in the safe of a rich man. With my strength, it is only a matter of time to find it!"

Pharaoh Tutankhamun suddenly smiled, grabbed the scepter and pointed it at the scarred man kneeling not far away.

He said, "You must have failed to find the gemstone, my fellow citizen. I feel your guilt."

"My Lord Pharaoh, 3 days, oh no! 2 days."

"I will definitely find the Golden Pharaoh's Eye!"

The scarred man kowtowed repeatedly.

Pharaoh Tutankhamun said calmly, "Stand up and attack me."

The scarred man was stunned. "This..."

Pharaoh Tutankhamun showed a sinister smile, "If you can make me feel threatened, I will spare your life."

The scarred man turned pale in an instant.

He looked at Mubarak for help, but saw that Mubarak had a frown on his face and showed no mercy.

at the same time.

Mubarak also looked at the Pharaoh with suspicion. Even if he was a resurrected mummy, he looked like a skinny old man. It was rumored that he had supernatural powers, so he took this opportunity to test it out! Gulu.

The scarred man swallowed nervously, but his hand secretly reached for the Desert Eagle pistol at his waist.

He knew that his only chance of survival was to kill the Pharaoh outright!

Bang! The scarred man suddenly fired a gun.

He is a top mercenary himself, and his methods are strange and unpredictable!

But Pharaoh was faster.

He instantly stretched out his scepter, and a brilliant golden beam of light burst out, hitting the bullet and instantly vaporizing the bullet at high temperature, melting it into a pile of ashes.

Immediately afterwards, the light penetrated directly into the scarred man's forehead!

A handful of blood mist instantly burst out from behind his head! The scarred man's expression was still frozen in the joy of a successful sneak attack.

He fell on his back with a thud.

The corner of Pharaoh's mouth twitched slightly, "It's been 2600 years, and the power of the current era is still so weak?!"