The Natural Disaster Mixed In Marvel

Chapter 280 Borrowing from your ancestors

"Little Jiali, why don't you look at these two things and replace them with something else?" With a forced smile on his face, Angelo picked up a golden cup from the ground, "Why don't I look at this cup as well?" good……"

Little Jiali shook her head resolutely, and tightened her grip on the two objects in her little hands, fearing that her father would forcefully take them away, she stared pitifully at An Qiluo, "No, Dad, don't you think this is Is the big knife very handsome? And this one, I think it smells very fragrant."

As she spoke, Little Jiali shook the wristband on her hand at Angelo. "Dad, this is a gift I picked for you!"

Facing Xiao Jiali's pitiful gaze, An Qiluo was quickly defeated, and waved his hands in despair, "Okay, okay, thank you, little Jiali..."

But while talking, Angelo suddenly recalled, "Wait, little Jiali, you said it smells good?"

Angelo suddenly realized that what little Jiali said was delicious, it should not be about taste or smell, but about energy. According to Xiao Jiali's evaluation of food in the past, the food with higher energy will get a higher evaluation from Xiao Jiali.

So, this gold wristband shouldn't be an ordinary gold jewelry?

An Qiluo's expression became a little more serious, and he took the gold wristband over, looked at it carefully, and at the same time exuded his own mental power to scan continuously.

Finally, he finally found clues on the scorpion carved on the wristband, it was the eyes of those two black gemstones!

They are exuding "weak" energy fluctuations!

And not only that, when Angelo's spiritual power touched them, the spiritual power was actually absorbed into these two black gemstones!

Of course, this absorbed mental power was just a drop in the bucket for An Qiluo, and he recovered before even taking a breath.

However, the energy fluctuations from these two gemstones became more intense afterwards.

An Qiluo was very curious about what it was, and continued to infuse spiritual power into it. The two black gemstones would always come, and no matter how An Qiluo increased his spiritual power, he would absorb them all.

However, apart from the energy fluctuations caused by the two gemstones getting bigger and bigger, there was no movement.

In the end, until the energy triggered by the two gemstones even caused a whole whirlwind in the room, blowing the sand and dust in the space everywhere.

An Qiluo quickly stopped pouring his mental power, and put the two gems into the space backpack, he didn't want to be buried in the sand.

The dust whirlwind in the underground space slowly stopped.

I don't know what the materials of these two black gems are, but putting them into the space backpack did not cause any reaction from the Horadric Cube.

There was too much movement on An Qiluo's side, which naturally attracted everyone's attention.

After the sandstorm ended, everyone held the treasures they had picked out and looked in Angelo's direction.

"Man, are you okay?" Stark walked up and asked Angelo worriedly.

An Qiluo's mental power glanced at the two gems that were quiet again in the space backpack, and shook his head, "I'm fine, buddy, don't worry."

Only then did Stark shrug his shoulders and relax, and Frank also silently put the three thousand of your life back on his back.

No wonder they are so cautious, but this time they came to the City of the Dead, there are too many weird things in this ghostly place, if they are not careful, they may really plan to roll over.

An Qiluo also temporarily put down the matter of the two gemstones, and it would not be too late to study them when he went back.

There are more important things to do now.

Seeing that everyone had finished picking out the treasures and had all kinds of gold products in their hands, An Qiluo covered all the remaining treasures in the entire space with his mental power, and then put them all into the space backpack.

After the treasure was taken away, the entire palace suddenly became empty.

In the empty space, echoes can even be heard.

Angelo's move made Natasha secretly startled.

It's not that she doesn't know that An Qiluo has space ability, but she didn't expect that An Qiluo's space ability has such a wide range.

When she saw this scene, her first reaction was that if An Qiluo's ability was used to steal information or items, it would definitely be very convenient.

"Oh, buddy, you're rich!" Stark sighed, and then asked, "Dude, shall I go now? Oh, I'm already missing the hot tub in Cairo!"

Angelo looked at the empty hall, rubbed his chin, and always felt that something was missing.

"No! Stark." Angelo smiled and shook his head, "Wait for me a little longer, buddy."

After finishing speaking, An Qiluo said to everyone in the guardian clan, "Everyone, can your ancestors lend me a loan?"

Ardesby: ? ? ? ?

Members of the Guardian Clan:? ?

Everyone is full of question marks.

"Don't worry, I just borrowed it for a while, put it down, and return it to you later." Angelo didn't explain much, but directly took over the control of the mummies carried on the backs of the Guardians.

They carried the mummies on their backs, thinking that after going out, they would find a place to bury their ancestors properly.

But unexpectedly, the mummies on his back began to move one after another, breaking free from the ropes that tied them.

He jumped directly onto the walls around the palace from where he was, and stretched out his hand bones to fix himself on the wall, even starting to pry up the closed murals on the palace!

Angelo nodded in satisfaction. Last time he went to Stark's mansion and saw so many antiques, he was very envious.

Now I let these mummies pry off the murals, take them back and hang them in the church. There are antiques in my church, and they are genuine antiques thousands of years ago. There is no possibility of fakes.

It is said that this thing can also represent cultural heritage or something, these An Qiluo don't understand, but it must be there!

"Hey! That! It's you, you should move slowly, don't let me break it..." Angelo directed the mummy on the wall.

Seeing this scene, Adesby opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know what he should say.

It is impossible to say that An Qiluo desecrated the corpses of his ancestors. After all, if it were not for An Qiluo, the ancestors of his family would not know that they were buried under that piece of sand. They really have no position to accuse An Qiluo.

But if he just watched An Qiluo directing the ancestors of his own clan like this, he still felt strange in his heart.

Finally, Adsby glanced at Imerton, who was staring at his side with an unfriendly expression, and compared the strength of the two sides.

Silently stopped a few dissatisfied subordinates.

Since you can't just watch it, you can just close your eyes... Anyway, the other party said that it was a loan, and I will return it to myself and others later.

Imerton looked at these descendants of the Pharaoh's guards with a bad expression, and when he saw Adsby stop his men, he blinked his eyes with some regret.

Although due to An Qiluo's order, he couldn't take the initiative to trouble the descendants of those enemies back then, but if the other party took the initiative to seek death, then he couldn't be blamed.

The only enemies in Imerton's heart now may be the descendants of these Pharaoh's guards.

"Hey! By the way, I'll finish prying the murals later, and remove the two gates. I'll go back and install them on the church. I think the size is just right..."