Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

This is? It’s a fake corpse!

Thanks to the fact that more than half of the duration of [Flash Explosion] has passed, some American soldiers with outstanding physiques can already vaguely see the scene in front of them clearly.

So they vaguely saw an Asian with a big nose that they had never seen before. Taking advantage of the chaos, he suddenly appeared in front of the huge sarcophagus.

That was what they dug out from under the statue of Anubis after untold hardships. Just for this, two of their brothers accidentally died in a high-pressure hydrochloric acid trap, and their whole bodies were turned into a pool of blood. .

But at this moment, the big-nosed Asian suddenly emerged from the air, and then pressed a strange polyhedral metal box in his hand into the hole in the sarcophagus cover.

Along with the rotation of the metal box in his hand, a clicking sound also sounded inside the sarcophagus, and then the next moment, the huge sarcophagus that was originally placed vertically against the wall, under the action of a powerful force, moved from the inside to the inside. The outside cover was blown off.

Then, a mummy with only a skeleton and a little bit of shriveled flesh left staggered out of the sarcophagus.

Looking at this "old bacon" from three thousand years ago, even the American soldier with outstanding psychological quality could not help but feel his stomach juice rising and almost vomited acidic water.

Without him, this guy's appearance is really disgusting and terrifying.

For three thousand years, this corpse has not completely decayed. His skeleton is still covered with decayed muscle tissue.

The wizened face retained the ferocity and resentment of the last moment of his life, as if time had permanently stopped at the moment of his death.

The pale bones were casually exposed, and the crooked jaws were wide open, as if they were still roaring silently at the world. Carnivorous scarabs crawled across his skeleton's features one after another, and the traces left by the bites were still vivid in his mind.

All this shocked everyone present.

But now he seems to be used to it. Occasionally, a beetle crawls into his mouth, with pale teeth interlaced, and serous fluid splashing everywhere.

However, this newly resurrected undead didn't seem to care much about the attention of everyone. He slowly woke up from his deep sleep, and with just a gesture of his hand, one of the American soldiers walked out involuntarily.

If these American soldiers still have memories, they will find that this person was the person who was killed after the coffin was dug out.

Open the guy next to the coffin, which contains five jars and has a strong ancient Egyptian style wooden box.

But what he didn't know was that the wooden box itself was also part of the Insect Eater Penal Code. The five jars in the box were none other than the holy urns that sealed Immorton's internal organs.

On the lid of the box, there was also a rune engraved with the content "Whoever opens this box will suffer a violent death!"

Anyone who opens this box will gain the vitality of Imogen's internal organs, and at the same time his internal organs will be replaced with part of Imogen's internal organs. In other words... the person who opens this box will become Imogen. Carrier and mortal enemy of viscera.

Unfortunately, even if he knew it now, it was already too late.

Immorton waved his hand to summon the soldier in front of him. The skinny skull lowered his head, put his face against the soldier's face, and sucked in hard.

A whirlwind spurted out from his leaky chest. At the same time, a stream of blood spurted out from the mouth of the American soldier, and all of it went into Immorton's mouth.

"Ah~"

The American soldier was trembling in pain, but could not move. Under the horrified eyes of everyone, his body shrank and shriveled, and eventually turned into a mummy.

And Immorton, who had regained the power of his own internal organs, flesh and blood, began to fill and swell with flesh and blood, and fine blood lines grew on his bones, wrapping his terrifying corpse.

Just like that, when Immorton also plundered the eyeballs and tongue, what appeared in front of Clark and the others was a normal human being with skin shining with a healthy bronze luster, a tough face, and outstanding facial features.

However, the first words he spoke after regaining his tongue shocked everyone present.

"You are finally here, my father!"

A hoarse voice came out of Immorton's mouth, like two rough rocks rubbing against each other.

Father?

Whose father?

Everyone was blinded, but they followed Immorton's gaze and soon noticed that the people Imogen was looking at were none other than Clark and his group.

However, Laura and Hermione were women, and Hu Jianjun and Fatty Wang were Asian, so everyone's eyes fell on the voodoo wizard.

Well, although his skin is a bit darker, ancient Egyptians can also be considered Africans.

But before they could react, Dr. Doom, who was knocked down by the sarcophagus cover not far away, had already controlled the magic mecha, lifted the cover and stood up.

Doom didn't say a word when he got up. He kicked his steel legs hard, crushing the ground under his feet, and rushed towards the newly resurrected Immorton.

Sensing the strange murderous intent carried by the oncoming big guy, Immorton pointed his finger casually, and two sand spears shot out from the ground, stabbing into the green eyes of the steel armor.

It wasn't over yet, he himself even jumped out and jumped out, followed behind the sand spear, and faced the steel armor.

So brave!

This was Victor von Doom's first reaction when he saw the enemy rushing up.

Even Dr. Jekyll, who was famous for his physical strength, did not dare to confront him head-on. This old guy who had been dead for three thousand years actually dared to face him with his bare hands.

The steel mecha waved away the incoming sand spears, stood firm with its legs, and shattered the ground beneath its feet. At the same time, its knees bent down, and its waist and hips sank. It was obviously a high-tech mecha, but it actually performed a Siping pose in martial arts. Horse posture.

At the same time, he stretched his steel left palm forward and pushed it flat, pointing like a shield. His right palm retreated and clenched into a fist. The entire steel mecha's posture was at a standstill. Everyone who was paying attention to this battle had expressions on their faces. Everything has changed.

Clark suddenly felt that he couldn't see anyone's presence.

What filled his field of vision at this moment was no magic steel mecha. There was only a combination of metal and wires measured in tons and painted with green paint. It was a cold and ruthless killing machine.

That is, in modern warfare, a terrifying cannon that can suppress all dissent and has a caliber of justice!

While seeing this giant cannon, Clark even heard the roar of gunpowder explosions in his ears, stimulating the metal parts and making a buzzing buzzing sound.

Even if you are just watching, you already have such power, let alone facing Immorton in the steel mecha.

Although they have been sealed for three thousand years and do not know what the so-called artillery is, the ways of fighting are basically the same.

Just from Immorton's running pace and body posture, as well as his stable lower body, it can be seen that he must have practiced ancient Egyptian martial arts during his lifetime.

So following the warrior's intuition, Immorton was almost caught in the flash of lightning, as if he was caught by something, and he instantly jumped forward and fell to the ground.

boom!!!

The sound of muzzle bombardment instantly covered up the sound of him falling to the ground.

The hard iron fist hammered forward, and the air at the tip of the fist didn't even have time to react before it was pushed forward by the fist containing majestic power.

Unfortunately, facing Immorton who was knocked down one step ahead, the surging compressed air could only roll away a straight white mark, grazing Imogen's back and hitting him behind him by a hair's breadth. of an American soldier.

A strong man of 1.8 meters, hit by the air shock wave, rose into the air, flew four to five meters away, and hit the wall of the room hard.

The air wave shook, and even the rock wall could not withstand it. Amidst the crash, gravel fell like rain, and the American soldier clung to the depression of the wall, with all the bones on his chest It broke, and after a while, it fell down with a bang.

This punch is not a cannon, but it is better than a cannon.

The place where the magic mecha stood was at least three or four meters away from the American soldier. However, the iron fist hitting the air could still cause such powerful damage.

This kind of power has to be surprising.

Everyone was frightened by his iron fist, no matter whether they were enemies or friends, they scattered in all directions, fearing that his next blow would affect them.

Immorton, who was lying on the ground, had a large piece of skin scraped off his back due to the airflow just now, and his entire back was dripping with blood.

However, soon, those scars turned into sand, and when the yellow sand fell, what appeared in front of everyone was still the smooth bronze skin.

Not only that, he slapped his hands on the ground beside him, and his whole body suddenly jumped up. Like a lizard running in the desert, his upper body moved extremely quickly towards the waist and abdomen of the magic mecha, leaning towards it and pressing it.

In the process, the ground beneath him was like a tamed wave, pushing upwards and providing him with a boost of strength.

At the same time, Immorton pulled out a hard stone spear from the ground smoothly and aimed at the gap in the mecha's belly.

As for the magic mecha, it seemed that when the right fist was punched out, all the momentum in its body was released. At this moment, white steam came out of the entire right wrist, and it no longer had the intimidating power it had just now.

However, when Victor von Doom originally designed this magical mecha, he seemed to have considered the situation where a hit would miss and the need to retreat to accumulate power.

Therefore, the mecha's left fist was pressed against the waist, waiting for the moment when the opponent took advantage of the situation and attacked.

The illusion of the muzzle of the gun appeared again. Steel retracted his right arm and punched out with his left fist.

This punch still has 70% of the power of the previous punch.

But this time, Immorton turned sideways the moment before the magic mecha punched.

It seemed that even though he had an immortal body due to the curse, Immorton also judged that even if he could receive the punch, his injured body would probably be caught in the opponent's continuous blows like a storm.

Besides, there is never any reason to fight forcefully.

Martial arts have been invented since ancient times, and at least 70% of the reasons are to maximize the flexibility of human beings and avoid simply confronting those huge beasts head-on.

Therefore, Immorton's avoidance was premeditated. The rapid deflection of his body's center of gravity and the smooth and flawless coordination of his skin and bones made his whole body from top to bottom, like a soft poisonous snake, grazing the edge of the punch. , bypassing the side of the magic mecha.

The flexible and powerful arms grasped the hard stone spear, and as he rotated like a top, he stabbed it out and pierced the crotch of the magic mecha. At the same time, the rocky ground suddenly bulged upwards, pressing against the middle of the stone spear. .

As the tail of the stone spear pressed down, Immorton actually used the strength of one person and the power of the lever to overturn the entire magic mecha weighing several tons into the ground.

It all sounds like a long time, but it’s so fast that it’s overwhelming.

Victor von Doom controlled the magic mecha. After all, his reaction was a beat too slow. His huge body was unbalanced and turned over, with his head downwards and smashed against the hard floor.

Fortunately, at the last second, the magic mecha stretched forward its huge palm and sprayed out a green magic beam from its chest, helping him to stabilize his decline and at the same time help him avoid what suddenly turned into a quicksand whirlpool. Ground trap.

Not only that, the magic mecha also shot out magic beams from the soles of its feet, hitting Immorton's chest and knocking him back four or five steps.

The magic mecha's body remained suspended for half a second, then turned over, stood up again, and continued to assume the same punching posture just now.

Only this time, green runes and lines flickered on the entire body of steel, concentrating all the magical energy on the right fist zoomed around the waist.

Facing this charged blow, even though he was immortal, Immortun suddenly felt goosebumps all over his body, the hair on the back of his neck stood up, and a chill penetrated into his heart.

He felt deeply the image of the ferocious weapon emerging from behind the steel armor.

This time, the feeling was stronger and more real than the first punch before.

Even the smell of sulfur that escaped from the burning gunpowder, which was not there the previous two times, seemed to be able to be smelled by the tip of the nose.

Immorton felt the heavy pressure and couldn't help but admired:

"Although you are relying on external force, you can achieve martial arts and connect with the gods. You are strong enough to be a bodyguard of the Pharaoh."

Being able to use martial arts to communicate the principles, scenes, and even objects between the natural world and the earth, keeping the spirit in the heart, and thus using the power of "god", this is the martial arts to communicate with the spirit, which is also the so-called boxing intention in Chinese martial arts.

Facing such an enemy, the arrogant Immortun finally became serious. With a grab of his right hand, a stone spear rose from the ground, and then, under the infusion of the cursed power in his body, it turned into a dark crystal spear. spear.

The power of the curse pulled the Pharaoh's curse on the entire Hamna Tower itself, as if at this moment, he was not holding a crystal spear, but the entire Hamna Tower.

The next moment, black light flashed and the spear was thrown away.

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