Game Across the World

Because of the huge reward, Shen Chen and Brighton's hearts were temporarily dissipated. At this time, they were still near the Sobek trial site.

"It's not safe here!" The two knew that since the black hand behind the scenes had already gone back, the chasing soldiers would come soon and left the place immediately.

What they didn't know was that the man behind the scenes, that is, the master, did not return to his identity as a pharaoh, he stayed in the mysterious temple.

"How is this possible! No, it's impossible!"

Seeing Sobek's supernatural power in front of him, the master wailed in pain. He couldn't believe everything in front of him, his plans for countless years, all turned into shadows at this moment!

He was angrily trying to throw the incomparably heavy theocratic stele on the ground that represented Sobek's power.

The master hesitated, even if he was unwilling and resentful, but when he was slightly awake, he knew that even this strength in front of him would not come easily, and it would bring his strength to the next level.

Looking deeply at the stele, looking at every familiar pattern on it, that kind of suspicion resurfaced again, "Is the legend of the gods true? If it is true, why did Sobek's power turn into nothing in the end? !"

"It is true, everything will be true." It was only a momentary shake, and the master raised his head again, looking at this magnificent temple.

He firmly grasped the stele, his fingers and the hard divine power stone creaked, and he was cruel, and he began to absorb the magic power in the stele.

"Everything here is not fake! The guards who are extremely close to the gods are not fake! The power sleeping in the yellow sand is not fake! The terrible existence that occupy Sobek's trial is not fake either! Therefore, the gods themselves are absolutely impossible to be. fake!

The inheritance of Sobek may only be the inheritance of trials. This divine power is only a reward for candidates. When I absorb this power and eliminate the remaining resistance, I will still have enough time and opportunity to go. Find my way to God! "

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Because of the collapse of the kingdom of God, Shen Chen did not get a clue to the next trial.

However, through data analysis, Minerva has locked in the space and magic trend of this world, and she can already see the magic network and theocratic laws hidden under the world.

Under such circumstances, she found a hub of data and magic!

The province of Memphis, the shining jewel left over from the last great glory and great glory of the dynasty, in people's mouths, the gods also left trials and disappeared in the legend during that period.

At this time, this province has long been decayed and dilapidated in the dust of history, leaving only the glorious relics, covering a side of the sky, showing all the efforts of the pharaohs at that time eager to ascend to the gods.

"This is the smell of the plague."

At the periphery of the brick and stone temple, Shen Chen immediately smelled the extremely stale smell here, not an ordinary plague, a kind of corruption that penetrated into the body and mind, spreading throughout the city.

"Are you sure it's here, it's not like there are ruins of the forerunners in this city!" Shen Chen was puzzled. According to the scale of the ground breaking, if there are any ruins, they should be dug out.

"Not necessarily." Brighton was not sure, but he shook his head. "The integration of the world may be directly under the city. This is not the core area of ​​the dynasty. Not so many people pay attention to what is happening here. everything."

Minerva also explained: "Brighton is right. Because of the world fusion, the location of the ruins, including Uldum's Temple of Origin, has also undergone drastic changes. I can only rely on the collection of magic. There is a problem here!"

"Maybe it's a trial." Shen Chen took a suit from a wooden frame next to someone's house, "Now that the master already knows our existence, it's better to disguise it!"

Together with the magical potion, the two were promoted to two sacrificial priests in a blink of an eye. The more brilliant tester mark on Shen Chen's head made the guards here dare not ask his true identity.

When we came to the central square, a ritual ceremony was being held here, and a large number of citizens gathered to pray that the plague would not continue to spread.

On the other side of the square, this place has become a huge burning pit. Corpses contaminated with the plague were moved by several lawmakers who wrapped themselves tightly and were thrown into this place. Inside a huge pit full of dead gray-black corpses and ashes.

Cyan smoke was lingering, mourning and crying could be heard vaguely in the air, and almost no one came to bury them, because most of their relatives, friends and family members had already died in this terrifying plague.

"Did you smell it?" Brighton looked solemnly at the huge burning pit, where the flames jumped.

Shen Chen nodded, "There is a devil's stench here! More than a little!"

In the brilliance of Laurent’s eye, the sky covered by smoke has a vague face of hell. It roars, grinning and opens its mouth of blood, and removes the souls of countless people who have died from the plague from the realm of death. It tore out of it, and then swallowed it in one bite.

Around that face, there are thick **** clouds, countless **** ghosts, spewing out from the huge mouth, surrounded by soaring flames and flying ashes, floating around.

"It seems that this place has been controlled by the power of the Fallen Demon. He spreads the plague, spreads fear and death, and restores his own power."

Brighton had learned about the stolen soul stone fragments and the news of the fallen demon Azmodan from Shen Chen. He judged like this: "Look at those who worship, and the towns are like walking corpses. Expressionless and lively people.

They are probably dead long ago, awakened by the power of hell, and still maintaining the appearance they had before they were alive, but they are serving the revival of the devil. "

Shen Chen also thinks that the situation in Memphis is very bad. In the town, there are many merchants who travel through the place by boat. Although there is the influence of the plague, the crowds on the street and the hawkers who go out safely provide them with one. This is misleading, the plague is only a small scale, and it does not affect them.

Under such circumstances, the lurking blood spirit, with the power of the spreading plague, was also taken out of this city to influence more and greater cities and provinces that were not within the sphere of influence of the Demon King.

"As for the lawful, and the local guards, have they all switched camps and took refuge in the Demon King?" Shen Chen is not sure, at least to be sure of this, Minerva needs time to collect and analyze some data. But for Shen Chen only, what is lacking is time ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ like this. "Shen Chen thought for a while and suggested, "We scattered to gather information, the road of trial, the situation of the plague, and the local nobles and priests are still meeting here tonight. "

"No problem." Brighton thought for a while and added: "But in order to prevent accidents, if there is no one here at night, or if there is any accident, we need another meeting point."

"Did you see the biggest pyramid in the distance? How about there?" Shen Chen thought for a while and said.

"Will it be too conspicuous there?" Brighton was a little worried, "it's too empty in the desert."

Shen Chen smiled and explained: "It's not like that. Don't forget, those mausoleums are the sleeping tombs of the pharaohs. To protect their masters from being disturbed, the guardians of the mausoleum have quite complete phantom sceneries near the pyramids. , The general public and the guards will not get close.

It's just that after so many years, the guardians of these tombs have long been slack. If we don't really break in, they won't interfere with our two strangers. "

Shen Chen still didn't say that these guardians would not be in the same camp as the master or the **** demon.

The two were careful about each other and then dispersed. Shen Chen naturally followed his habit and went to the tavern first.

Before entering the tavern, Shen Chen crossed a few blocks and saw a familiar figure, "Why is he here?" Shen Chen paused, hesitated for a moment, and chose to follow.

Shen Chen moved quickly, and before that figure was about to merge into the chaotic crowd, he touched behind the opponent.

A coat made of white wool, with an orange cloth bag tied around the waist and abdomen, and a long wooden stick hung; Shen Chen stepped forward and patted the opponent's shoulder, turning his head with brilliant starry eyes. Looking behind him with a bit of doubt, his voice was pure, "What's the matter?"