Rebirth of the Viking King

Feeling the man in front of him clasping his wrist with trembling hands, the "fish in the abyss" brain quickly regained its composure.

This old guy should be a traitor!

But just when I drew my sword and wanted to kill him, his scepter suddenly bit him! Knowing that he was going to die, he handed me a roll of paper and told me the name of the Archbishop of Susa.

This person must have something to do with my "Vulcan Cult"!

Although he didn't know exactly what was happening in front of him, there was one thing he felt that what the "Herald of Fire" said was true.

If you are forced to stay, you will die. You must find a way to escape!

Stuffing the roll of papyrus into his arms, "Fish in the Deep" no longer hesitated. Using his psychic energy, he once again exploded into a ball of flying fire bugs with a bang. However, this time, his goal was not to burn the golden beetles on the ground, but to break free and run away towards the four exits of the fire priest!

"Big sister, he is going to run away."

"Haha, don't worry. If the Anubis warriors we put so much effort into making can't even deal with a Chosen One, then they are too useless."

Climbing down from the top of the keel lightly, the female pharaoh walked past a group of fire-passing members who were wailing in pain and came to Gurez's side. With a slight snap of his fingers, his chest opened, and a golden scorpion emerged from his chest. It jumped lightly onto the golden armband on her left arm and solidified into a golden poisonous scorpion.

Reaching out to wipe away the blood on the poisonous scorpion, Nefertiti squatted down and inserted her hand into Gurez's chest. The lizard man's heart was now completely eroded by the poison, like a swollen eggplant. Clenching tightly, the heart no longer beats at this time.

The 3,000-year lifespan of the lizard man Gurez finally came to an end in this dark basement.

"Little sister, take one last look at your senior brother." The female pharaoh said coldly.

"Actually, he was a good apprentice and a good scholar. Even at the end of his life, he was still trying to pass back the information he had in his mind to the tribe.

Although his body is different from that of humans, he still learned 20% of my skills through diligent study and practice. If we were not different races, if this contradiction could be reconciled

Alas, it's too late to say anything.

Pity! "

When Nefertiti stopped to regret the passing of Gurez, more than 200 fireflies decomposed by the "fish in the abyss" were flying outwards with all their strength along the four escape routes in the cave.

There was even a solitary seedling that he hid in the narrow ceiling pipe! This was originally a smoke exhaust pipe built by the giant clan for ventilation when they built the cave. It is impossible for ordinary humans to get into it. Because the size of this pipe is only the size of an adult’s palm!

However, it was the three fireflies flying in this secret pipe that were first attacked by the mummy!

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At this time, Nefertiti is no longer what she used to be! When she first leaned into Sophie's body, she was just a lonely soul. But now, after a barbarian invasion, she already has an army under her command!

Among them are not only the powerful undead warriors of Anubis, but also more than thirty mummies wrapped in bandages! Although these mummies are not powerful in combat, they can transform themselves into yellow sand at any time, whether flowing on the ground or floating in the air.

They are all quite difficult opponents for mortals.

Although the Chosen One of the Firefly Sequence integrates offense and defense, one unavoidable fact is that these little bugs flying in the air do not fly very fast.

So as soon as they entered the pipe, the three little bugs were trapped in the thick yellow sand!

"Fish in the Abyss" immediately felt a sharp pain like acupuncture coming from his sea of ​​consciousness. He knew that part of the fireflies he had transformed into were dead.

(It doesn’t matter if your cultivation level or even your realm drops! For me now, the most important thing is to fly out of this damn trap!)

It doesn’t take much, as long as a moth can escape this damn hell, I can get the chance to use the notes handed to me by the mysterious man to make a comeback!

However, the dream only lasted for a few seconds, and the illusion of "fish in the abyss" was suddenly shattered. He discovered that a slender, dark figure was guarding the exit of each passage! His whole body was shining with a mysterious light like obsidian, and yellow sand was flying all over his body.

From the swirling yellow sand, there are several dry heads with bandaged faces looming!

What are these things?

How come I never knew there was such a terrifying necromancer among the Vikings?

The concern about "fish in the abyss" is not unreasonable.

Although he is a respected fire priest in the fire ceremony, his true identity on the ground is just an ordinary pot cleaner in the hotel.

Being a low-class Viking. In this medieval world where almost no books existed, his methods of acquiring knowledge were extremely limited.

Not to mention the ancient Egyptians in 2000, even the people in England on the other side of the ocean at this time had never seen the "fish in the abyss" with their own eyes.

Because he had never left Storm's End in his life.

He knew that the dark dog-headed monster in front of him was not easy to mess with, but when things got to this point, he could only fly over and try to use his "flying skills" to break through.

But such little skills are simply not enough for the Anubis warriors made with "Golden Core Sword Cultivator" as the "raw material". Slightly opening his wide mouth, Anubis faced a group of flying fireflies, and spat out a large pile of pitch-black Rot Bees!

This undead magic item called Rotted Bee Swarm may not be very effective in daily use, but it is a perfect match for this kind of flying fireflies! The dozens of black bees in the sky were actually dead, without any spiritual energy attached to them. The fireflies could not ignite them at all, so they could only watch the Rot Bees several times their own size rushing in front of them. , ruthlessly devouring the thin wings and soft body.

Dozens of weak flames died instantly as if a basin of cold black water was poured on them.

When all the fireflies in the four passages died, the last one fell to the ground and returned to its "fish in the abyss" appearance.

At this time, his face was gray, and from the outside, his life span seemed to have changed from a teenager to a decrepit old man.

"Sure enough, the world is no different than it was 2,000 years ago."

"The more powerful the gods give you, the more price you have to pay. These flying fireflies seem to be a combination of offense and defense, but every time one of them dies, it consumes its own lifespan."

Nefertiti shook her head slightly and took out the scroll of paper that the lizard man Gurez finally handed him from his arms.