Rebirth of the Viking King

In terms of size, this golden mask is not much larger than Sophie's cheek. She stretched out her chubby little hands and lifted the heavy piece of gold. Just when it was about to stick to her chubby little face, a large amount of black mist surged out of her mouth and nose, and the two Eyes of Horus on the mask lit up at the same time.

In the center of the eyebrow, an inconspicuous diamond-shaped gem was like a long river swallowing up all the black runes originating from Sophie's body.

Sophie didn't know what was happening in front of her, but she could feel that her originally chaotic brain seemed to be quickly becoming clearer. The thick black mist expanded rapidly, almost spreading to the entire room. Sophie's light dark skin is rapidly whitening and brightening, returning to its original light golden appearance.

The blazing sunlight that dispelled the darkness bloomed from the Eye of Horus, and at the same time, a soft female voice sounded in the room.

"It's been two thousand years! I never thought I could taste the sweet psychic breath again."

Sophie's bright eyes widened. In the blazing sunlight, she saw a slender female figure walking from the center of the light group. Her skin color is not as pale as her father's, but instead has a wheat color that sparkles with a faint golden light. She was wearing a long dress made of gold silk and gold leaves, revealing her petite and tall breasts and the shiny wheat-colored skin on her flat belly.

"I never expected that after two thousand years, I could still see the 'soul box' made by those lizard beasts of the Illuminati. Haha! By the name of Horus, Akhenaten's prophecy before his death turned out to be true. "

"I, Nefertiti, must experience the immersion in the River Styx and the darkness of the seal before I can be reborn!"

Sophie stretched out her white and tender hands to touch the warm skin of this mysterious elder sister, but as soon as her fingers touched her body, they penetrated her body.

"Little sister, I am a ray of soul sealed in the Eye of Horus by Pharaoh Akhenaten using the soul stone. When I died, my body was mummified by the Styx Priest. The soul fragments are stored in the soul stone."

Nefertiti had a slender figure. She squatted down and looked directly at the slightly flustered Sophie with a pair of charming eyes.

"Little sister, don't be afraid, sister, I have no ill intentions."

"Although I don't know why those bastards from the Illuminati let you roam around like an ownerless 'soul box', it is an indisputable fact that you are very useful to me now."

Gently opening her golden lips, Nefertiti blew a ball of blazing sunlight into her palm. Her palms immediately became material.

She reached out and gently held Sophie's cheek.

"All the soul boxes are bodies that have been wiped out of the desire to fight and resist. Those lizard beasts are still alive in the world until now. Perhaps this is the reason why my lord 'Horus' awakened me to this era."

"Little sister, how about we make a deal?

Lend me your body for a few years. When I return to Thebes and find the mummy that my dead husband made for me, I will return to my own body and put your body back into my body. Back to you.

During this period of time, I will do everything possible to erase the restrictions that the lizard bastards of the Illuminati have planted for you. When I leave, I will give you a healthy mind, and at the same time, you will also Learn all my skills.

I will also take good care of your family on your behalf. "

Sophie's big eyes flickered at the golden big sister in front of her. Her little brain could not understand most of the words Nefertiti said. If the restrictions on her body were not broken by the national jade seal, and the opportunity was accurately captured by a ray of Nefertiti's soul, her whole life would have been spent in this kind of chaos without desires.

But she understood the last sentence clearly.

(She will protect my family)

Even if it is a beast without intelligence, it knows who is good to it and who is not good to it. What's more, Sophie is a living person? She could feel the love and care given to her by Loki and the villagers of Hanshui Village around her.

She also knew that since she followed Grandpa Wenzov and lived in that dark place for a period of time last month, when she returned to Hanshui Village again, many familiar faces were missing.

She didn't like this feeling.

If given the chance, she also wants to protect everyone.

"In this case, we can temporarily reach an agreement~" Nefertiti's golden lips curved into a bright smile, "Little sister, let go of your consciousness, accept me and put on the mask at the same time. Get on it!”

Frankly speaking, what Nefertiti said was not false at all. Two thousand years ago, as the female pharaoh of ancient Egypt, she fought an epic war with the lizard people of the Illuminati. In that battle, she was seriously injured and was about to die.

Her adopted son, "The Cursed" Tutankhamen, made her corpse into an immortal mummy; while her husband, the pharaoh "Akhenaton" who believed in the alien god "Amon the Hidden", used the gifts of the alien god to His ancient power sealed Nefertiti's soul in the Soul Stone.

Nefertiti wore many hats during her lifetime. Not only was she in charge of the "Temple of Horus" among the four temples in ancient Egypt, and she controlled all sun sacrifices, but when Akhenaten went out to fight, she also needed someone to shoulder the responsibilities of the pharaoh. Deal with the undercurrents of pagans and ghosts and gods within the kingdom. As a female pharaoh who was loved by both gods and people, she really looked down upon Sophie's ordinary mortal body.

What she needs is her body of a princess buried in the old capital of Thebes.

The heavy gold mask covered Sophie's face, and Nefertiti's unfamiliar language was transmitted to her ears and turned into a code that she could understand. She knew what she was about to face, but as long as the father who always cared about her could be safe, it was completely worth taking a little risk.

The mask completely wrapped Sophie's little head in it. The sunlight pouring into the room was violently absorbed by the Eye of Horus, and the mask became scorching after rapidly heating up. Then it seemed to flow on Sophie's cheeks, perfectly fitting the contours of her face.

After a long period of time, "Sophie" stood up again.

She wore a solemn golden mask, and the excess parts of the mask turned into golden filaments, forming a shawl made of golden leaves.

"Little sister, are you still there?"

At this time, Sophie's voice was still soft, but it already contained a chilling majesty. The mysterious language from ancient Egypt came out of her mouth. After a while, "Sophie" returned to her original weak temperament and nodded slightly.

"very good!"

Nefertiti, who resides in Sophie's body, is not a cruel murderer. As a mother, the weak Sophie was naturally loved by her. After regaining control of her body, she reached out and held the scepter of Anubis. The spiritual energy belonging to the god Ra was poured into it. The statue of Anubis on the top of the scepter revealed two frightening red lights.

"Thanks to the Sun God Horus, when I woke up, the 'Scepter of Anubis' actually appeared in front of me. Could it be that at this time the Styx priests and the 'Wither Ones' in the Anubis Temple were all Already dead?"

"Forget it, it doesn't matter if they all die. As long as you have the scepter in your hand, it won't be difficult to get them back from the underworld."

The scepter made of pure gold was too heavy for a 5-year-old girl. Putting down the scepter, Nefertiti looked at the scorpion armband on the other side.

There were many complex emotions in her eyes.

This armband was very familiar to her. Because two thousand years ago, this was an armband made by her husband, Pharaoh Akhenaten himself.

After the armband was forged, she personally put it on the arm of her adopted son ‘Tutankhamun’ to wish him a healthy life.

If nothing else happens, even if Tutankhamun dies, this poisonous scorpion armband containing supreme magic should be mummified along with him.

But now this armband appeared alone in front of her.

This can only explain one problem: Tutankhamun must not have a good death.