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"This is Egypt's oldest secret."

The blood of the alien race fuses into the golden mask, releasing a distant, mysterious force from the past, affecting the eyes of the truth, presenting a different world for him.

"What did you see?" The elf clenched his hands in front of his chest.

"What I saw us is not...the future of mankind!"

The words of truth make everyone confused.

He raised his bloody right hand and slapped forward with force.

Bang-

A bloody handprint was taken from the air of nothingness, and the blood spread along countless lines, gradually forming patterns: gods, pharaohs, sacrifices, golden masks...

The ancient and mysterious patterns were outlined by blood, spreading from blur to clarity, and seemed to have no end at all, while Truth's hands began to become thin and dry.

"Truth! Let go of your hand and you will die!" The elf wanted to go over and pull him away.

"Don't come here!" Zhenli pressed his right hand tightly against the invisible wall, and pointed his left index finger straight at the elf, his tone as fierce as ever.

The elf was frightened. After a few seconds, Truth softened his tone and said, "Don't come here, it's very dangerous. If you get closer, these patterns will attack you."

Four companions stood behind. Even as superpowers, they were still shocked by what they saw and heard in front of them. A sense of historical heaviness came.

The blood continues to spread, and more and more pictures appear before them.

“My God.”

The champion uncle took off his sunglasses. As an elderly person, he had some research on history. He saw that these murals were telling the true history of ancient Egypt.

The history of human ruled by the alien race.

Suddenly, the mural emitted a bloody light, and all the blood began to flow. Truth also patted his left hand on the wall, and a wound was automatically cracked in the palm of his palm.

The blood of truth flows out of the right hand, wanders around in the pattern, turns into ink black, and returns from the left hand to the body, forming a closed loop.

This is an unimaginable pain for people who have never experienced it. Truth feels that the soul is torn by countless hands. He roars unconsciously, his voice is like a dying beast, and black blood flows out from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose under the mask.

The whites of Truth's eyes gradually turned into pure black.

"truth!"

The elf couldn't continue to let her companions suffer, so she rushed over and wanted to pull the truth away from that damn pattern.

But as soon as she ran a step, a powerful dark force surged out of the pattern!

Except for the truth, everyone else was knocked away by the power of darkness, and the elves were at the forefront and were also hit the most intensely.

She spit out a large mouthful of blood and hit the ground at an extremely fast speed under the impact. The champion uncle rushed over and caught the elf, and used his back to the ground, avoiding her secondary damage.

"what happened……"

The youngest tracer rolled on the ground for more than a dozen times, muttering, shaking his head and getting up. But when he looked up, he was like a downtime machine, opening his mouth wide and froze there motionlessly.

Not only him, but several other abilities also responded exactly the same.

The bright sunshine disappeared, and huge shadows fell on their faces.

"This...this is..." The tracer was so scared that his legs were weak and he sat on the ground. He forgot the pain in his butt, and all his attention was attracted by the behemoth in front of him.

pyramid!

A tall pyramid appeared out of thin air!

Looking left and right, there is almost no end to it.

Looking upward, the pyramid seems to be able to connect hell and heaven.

And unlike any known pyramid, this one in front of you looks like it was just completed yesterday, and thousands of years of history have left no trace on it.

"Is this true?" The champion uncle walked under the pyramid and touched the stone half-human high, feeling cold.

Dang!

The dull sound of the golden mask being thrown on the ground attracted everyone's attention.

In just a moment, the golden mask had lost its original golden color. Once it fell to the ground, it became rusty and dilapidated.

Gold will not rust, but after releasing its full power, it becomes a piece of mortal iron.

"If you like it, we can open a tourist attraction here when the action is over." Shinri patted the champion uncle on the shoulder, "Now, move on, guys."

"Truth, your eyes... aren't it?" said the elf worriedly, looking at the dark eyes of Truth.

"It's okay? Of course." Shinri said with a smile: "I feel good, never before!"

Truth walked under the pyramid, and after the blood had just changed from red to black, he had some connection with the pyramid. He raised his right hand, and the stones at the bottom of the pyramid slowly rose, and a three-meter-high door appeared.

The group walked into the pyramid and, under the guidance of truth, searched for the secret treasure left by Tutkamon.

...

At the same time, Zhang Ming and Dior just completed the interrogation of collapse.

This guy used to be an addict, but I have to say that he is now a tough guy.

Before leaving, Zhang Ming took a puff of real medicine to consider that he would encounter an enemy, but he brought a real medicine to the point of collapse, and tried his best to help conceal the truth.

Later, the real agent and Dior's blood control were still on, which disturbed the collapsed brain and forced him to tell all the information.

"Cairo is about 150 kilometers away from the unmanned land. After struggling for so long, I finally see the final boss."

Dior said as he pulled his hand out of his collapsed chest. He threw out a snow-white handkerchief, wiped the blood on his hands, and then covered the collapsed face, blocking his frozen vision.

Zhang Ming stood by the wall, holding a small notebook in his hand. He recited the names of the remaining enemies one by one: "Elf, tracer, disaster star, champion uncle and truth."

Among these five people, only Zhang Ming had a rough understanding of the elves' abilities, and the abilities of the other four people were still fascinated.

Especially the leader of the Truth, after the collapse and cutting of information, the power of the Truth is omnipotent and a truly invincible person in their eyes.

Invincible?

Zhang Ming didn't believe in invincibility.

However, after fighting with the members of the organization, Zhang Ming became more and more alert to these people.

The people who gathered together in the truth are like Zhang Ming's various skills and prop cards. They are pitiful to take out, but in certain specific occasions or through recombination, they can exert power beyond imagination.

Compared to those with the ability of the flame and lightning natural system, the ability of the turtle is like a turtle, which ignores defense as long as the conditions meet the conditions, and is unreasonable to impose it on the body is the most terrifying.

Zhang Ming fed back the information on this post to Colson who was rushing to come.

"Say hello to the Avengers in advance." Zhang Ming said.

Colson raised his eyebrows and swallowed, "Is the situation so bad?"

Everyone knows the truth that there are many people and great power, but if the Avengers take action every time, they will be too busy at all. The earth is bigger than expected, and each Avengers has their own affairs.

So, they made an agreement that the Avengers would gather only in a truly global crisis.

"Just in case." Zhang Ming glanced at the collapsed corpse on the ground, "This small town pastor is even smarter and more ruthless than we thought."

In the collapsed confession, the truth deliberately left the travel notes.

Truth believes that with SHIELD's intelligence capabilities, even if he does not leave a trace, as long as he operates in Cairo, he will sooner or later discover anomalies. With the elves, he knew that Zhang Ming could borrow the power of the Rainbow Bridge and could reach any position in the world in an instant.

Instead of facing Zhang Ming's sudden attack during the operation, it is better to set up a trap and kill Zhang Ming in advance. Even if you can't kill it, you can delay the time.

In the collapsed information, the truth did not tell them the plan to kill Zhang Minghou.

Collapse, the guy who was filled with the truth, didn't think anything, but Zhang Ming could hear it-

This is the truth that they are useless.

"Gather subordinates by using lies and throw them out and sacrifice them when they are useless. It's really a bit of courage to be a 'big figure'." Dior spitted on the ground disdainfully.

"Zhang Ming, I checked the location you mentioned through the satellite." Colson said in the communication channel: "That place was surrounded by a strange magnetic field, and the satellite could only capture a black shadow."

It seems that the truth has begun to act.

"Heimdal!"

The light of the Rainbow Bridge flashed, and Zhang Ming and Dior disappeared in Cairo.