The holy city of Egypt in northeastern Africa was known as Cairo before the Cataclysm.
At that time, Cairo was already the largest city in Africa, with more than 20 million people living in an area of more than 3,000 square kilometers.
The Nile River, one of the three major rivers in Africa, spreads out after arriving near Cairo.
Sparkling rivers meander through the city. To the east of the city is the Arabian Desert, to the west is the Sahara Desert, and to the south is the fertile valley.
If you look down from a high altitude, you can see that the entire city and the surrounding terrain form a complex and magnificent landform.
The power of man-made and the power of nature form a strange blend in this city.
After the Catastrophic Era, the power of artificial intelligence increased dramatically here.
There are more than 800 pyramid-shaped buildings inside and outside the city.
That is not the tomb of the pharaoh, but the arena of the new era.
Day and night, people were fighting in the pyramid, causing countless cheers.
The selection of warriors in the pyramid is not fixed, and spectators may jump down at any time and join the battle after a brief application.
Such a high-intensity battle, such a fanatical audience.
It is conceivable that a pyramid will be destroyed every month, and then it will not be rebuilt on the original site, but the ruins will be left as a glorious proof of a fierce battle.
The people of the Holy City will continue to build new pyramids in other places, so now there are more than 800 fighting pyramids inside and outside the city that are well preserved, but there are two that exist as ruins. More than a thousand seats.
The tall priest Huomenes with red hair and yellow eyes, wearing a sacrificial-style black cloth and gold thread robe, stood on the top of a pyramid, looking up at the sun.
In the past two years, three great priests have descended from the Kingdom of God. After knowing the current situation on the earth, they built many totem poles of divine grace.
They led the priests who came from the kingdom of God to circulate the divine grace in the Totem Stonehenge and accumulate the divine wind, so that they could blow the divine grace all over the world.
Homenis is extremely enthusiastic about the process of accumulating divine wind.
Even the three great priests had to take turns to take a break every once in a while while executing this plan. This shows how much burden there was and what superb skills were used in this process.
With Huomenis's cultivation, he is certainly qualified to participate, but unfortunately, although he has magical talismans, there is still a clear difference between his basic skills and the skills of the priests who have descended from the Kingdom of God.
The Totem Stonehenge echoes up and down. When operating as a whole, he will have some extra consumption. The time he can participate in each time is shorter than other priests, and he must come out to practice.
Originally, there were some opponents in the holy city of Egypt, so they didn’t have to worry about being bored during their breaks.
But now, except for those who are also priests, there is no one he likes in the Holy City.
My only habit during rest is to empty my mind, look at the sun, and bask in the sun.
“Huh?”
Firemenis suddenly felt a sonic object approaching him. He slightly turned his gaze, raised his hand and grabbed a crocodile the size of a palm.
Due to the totem Stonehenge in the Holy City of Egypt, many communication methods cannot be used, and only relatively primitive methods can be used.
Like this little crocodile, it is the nameless trick of the priest Sai. It can continuously receive heat energy in high temperature climates and pursue the corresponding target with the help of the user's breath.
In most places in Africa, this small crocodile can take advantage of the hot climate to increase its speed to the speed of sound.
Homenis exerted a little force and twisted his hand, and the crocodile's body shriveled up, his head tilted, he rolled his eyes and died.
Its body was unfolded like a parchment roll, and its interior was dry and clean, with plenty of writings on it.
The above shows that when Sai Wuming checked the abnormal deaths of some of the Chosen Ones in South Africa, he discovered traces of priests under the command of Lord Zhiguang in the Asia-Pacific region. However, he was not sure, so he did not alert the snake. Please ask Firemenis Go over and help.
“A priest from the Asia-Pacific region?!”
Huomenis’s cheeks tensed up, her eyes widened, and her eyes became excited.
“You still think of me after such a good thing, this old man is still very smart!”
He still had a lot of rest time anyway, so he stamped his feet without thinking and shot out from the top of the pyramid, his figure rubbing a fiery red light in the air.
A few minutes after flying out, he remembered to roll up the leather on his hand again and turned it into the shape of a small crocodile.
Sai Wuming is meticulous in his work. When the little crocodile returns, its head will naturally point in Sai Wuming’s direction.
Comenes checked it carefully and accelerated his body again in mid-air.
However, during this turning point, he noticed that two other auras were chasing him nearby.
The two scents were very distinct, and he knew who it was without looking back.
They are the Master of Heavy Rain and Prince Poisonous Scorpion, who are both local priests.
The emcee of the storm is a man with short blond hair. He wears gold jewelry on his forehead. He has a fair complexion and is tall and thin. He hardly looks like someone living in Africa. His arms are covered with bandages from the elbow down. There is no sound of wind when flying, and it will leave a damp and cool feeling after flying over.
The Scorpion Prince has black hair and brown eyes. He is dressed in the classic ancient Egyptian attire. He only has a loincloth all over his body. He uses linen to press fine pleats and is dotted with various gems. A rough belt is wrapped around his right forearm. black rope.
“The old man actually found the two of them?”
Firemenis thought, "It seems that that person is very powerful. I have never seen a priest from the Asia-Pacific region before. There must be something different in fighting."
"I must be better than the two of them. Arrive at the destination first and enjoy it first! "
Firemenis accelerated with all his strength, but the other two priests seemed to have the same idea and pursued him without giving up.
Three rays of red, blue and black light flew rapidly in the sky and soon reached the Orange River Basin.
On the prairie, wide streams of water rush away, groups of zebras are drinking water, and female lions are lurking in the tall and lush grass.
In the nearby river beach, there is a crocodile lurking, as calm as a dead tree.
Sai Wuming stood on the bank of the river, looking up at the three rays of light with a helpless expression.
The three priests, under the guidance of the little crocodile, quickly discovered the specific location of Sai Wuming and landed one after another.
Big craters were made under the feet of Firemenis and Rainstorm Master, making a roaring sound.
When the Scorpion Prince landed, there was no sound. He was the first to speak: "Didn't you say that the target is in a South African city? Why are you waiting for us here? You are too cautious. ”
"Hahaha, among the few of us, he is the only one who has not even met the standards for participating in accumulating divine wind. It is probably because of his timid character that he is completely unworthy of walking on the path of the Beast-Suppressing Lord."
< br>Huomenis laughed and said, "Since we have already arrived, you don't want to It’s too late, take us there immediately.”
“You bastard!”
Sai Wuming sighed, “After seeing you, I don’t feel so sorry anymore.”
Homenis frowned: "What are you talking about?"
He seemed to still be confused, but his body suddenly tensed, his posture adjusted, his hands were slightly raised, his feet showed a slight tendency to retreat, and the talismans in his body were running at full strength.
The reactions of the Rainstorm Master of Ceremonies and the Scorpion Prince were no slower than his. They were still scrambling before, like three people trying to grab food. The tacit understanding at this moment was amazing.
Three completely different methods, because they all have magical runes in their bodies, create a harmonious realm.
No matter what kind of attack, entering the range where their auras coexist, it will cause a simultaneous bombardment of the three forces.
“Although the reckless and aggressive side has been amplified a lot at this stage because of catering to the divine runes and flesh spores, the intuition about combat has also become sharper, beyond the level of the same situation.”< br>
Along with this serious comment, Su Hanshan's figure appeared behind Sai Wuming. His right hand was still on Sai Wuming's left shoulder, but until he made a move, the three priests did not notice his presence clearly.
Even when he appeared on his own initiative, the man seemed a little blurry in the vision of the three priests.
Everything around is clear to the three gods, but also slow.
When a zebra drinks water, the water enters the stomach. Because the stomach is under a greater burden, the blood around the body accelerates and is slightly concentrated toward the stomach.
The lion was preparing to pounce in the grass, the muscle fibers inside its paws tightened, and its heart began to prepare for the blood to accelerate.
The leaves of the wild grass are blown by the wind and sway slightly, and the hairs on the back of the leaves sway gently.
In the perception of the three priests, all movements are like puppets placed on the table. If you are willing, you can intervene and control them at any time.
Even if all the animals within a two-kilometer radius were played with in turn, these animals would not have time to react.
However, when Su Hanshan's body started to move, the three priests felt that they were the ones being slowed down.
The man took a simple step in front of Firemenis and reached out to grab the head of Firemenis.
The aura created by the three people together is like an old clock that has been used for hundreds of years. It has just been stimulated and has not had time to transmit it back, let alone react in the end.
Only Firemenis himself barely had time to combine his already raised hands.
Between his palms, red turned green, green turned white, and white turned gold suddenly erupted. The extremely violent light exploded directly at Su Hanshan.
Huomenis, who worships the Sun God among the nine pillar gods as his ancestor, practices "Sun Body Golden Wheel Explosive Flame" and has mastered the essence.
The golden wheel flames that erupted in his palms can actually be said to be "ion blasting light waves."
Atom is said to be the smallest unit that allows matter to retain specific properties.
Atoms are composed of a nucleus and an electron layer. If the electron layer loses or gains a certain number of electrons, the atom will become charged and is called an ion.
If you want to use your own thoughts to interfere with the atomic structure at will, this kind of thing is definitely not what these three priests can do at their current state.
However, in addition to the interference of thoughts, the natural movement of heaven and earth also produces many ions all the time.
Even the most ordinary human body is a natural place for complex chemical reactions. There are always various ions such as sodium and potassium in the body, but the amounts are too small.
The method of practicing Firemenis is to gradually change the chemical reaction conditions in the body through long-term training, so that the body can store deep and huge metal ions for a long time.
When fighting, he slaps his palms or other parts with objects to create vibrations in the biomagnetic field, which can drive ions and form ultra-high temperature explosions.
In the era before the cataclysm, grapes easily exploded when heated in a microwave oven. This was because the electromagnetic wavelength of the microwave oven reacted with the shape of the grapes and the potassium ions contained in the grapes.
The current method of Firemenis is actually similar to the microwave grape explosion, but it is tens of millions of times more powerful.
This power, with the help of the talisman, condensed into a plasma lightsaber and stabbed towards Su Hanshan's chest, and the temperature continued to double and increase dramatically.
Even a fifth-level powerhouse will suffer severe physical damage if he is suddenly hit by such an attack.
But in the face of such an offensive, Su Hanshan's palm just dented inward.
Nine circles of white halo appeared around his palm. If someone stood behind Su Hanshan's palm at this time and looked at the thing on the opposite side through the white halo, he would find that the thing on the opposite side was When magnified to the extreme, you can't see the whole thing at all, only the atomic structure.
This is a space lens created by Su Hanshan using the Nine-tailed Light Token to simulate Jinchang's Sky-stealing Hand.
After denting the palm of his hand, he spat it out slightly, and a large number of telepathy needles passed through the space lens. After transformation, they accurately hit the power node of the ion lightsaber.
Then the landing point of the magic needle extended from the lightsaber to the nodes of Firemenis's body until it hit the magic rune.
It is difficult for outsiders to accurately observe the magical needle of telepathy that has been transformed by the space lens.
This scene is like Su Hanshan raising his right hand, grabbing a nine-wheeled mirror, and shaking it at Huomenis.
Wherever the mirror light hits, the ion lightsaber collapses and disappears.
The aura of Firemenis was also completely sealed, the talisman was silent, and the mind and body were stiff.
At this time, the Poisonous Scorpion Prince threw out the black rope in his right hand and turned it into a long whip.
His attack was actually launched before Firemenis was hit, but by the time the attack actually arrived, it was already too late.
When this whip is waved, it exerts a great attraction on the souls of all surrounding creatures.
There was a time when scorpions were regarded as the patron saint of the Egyptian pharaohs.
They believe that although scorpions are small in size, if you look closely, they are very powerful and can easily kill people. They also like to travel between sandy caves.
So I feel that scorpions are messengers that can connect the human world and the Netherworld. Every time they come to the human world, they are meant to take away people's souls and go to the Netherworld.
The name of the Scorpion Prince, as well as the "Sutra of the Scorpion King of the Kingdom of Death" he practiced, are all coincident with mythology, a subtle expression of their family, enshrined in the Egyptian nine-pillar god, Osiris, who controls the underworld. Ancestor.
His whip naturally has the ability to target souls, but in Su Hanshan's eyes, his whip is actually a special macromolecular structure.
Before the sixth level, souls were mostly expressed in the form of electromagnetic waves, and electromagnetic waves can actually be absorbed by certain porous materials.
The macromolecular structure of this whip has a strong ability to absorb electromagnetic waves in a specific range, so that it can cause targeted damage to the soul of living things.
If a person of the same fourth level is hit by this whip, he may feel as if his soul has been directly wiped out.
In terms of attack alone, this is also a power that has a slight possibility of threatening the fifth level.
This performance is much better than Wuming’s.
Although Sai Wuming accepted the magic talisman from another dimension, deep down in his heart, he has a deep resistance to this magic talisman. When he usually practices, he is very wary and only feeds some essence. Qi has not achieved deep integration.
But these three priests are different.
The power of the talisman has long been inseparable from their souls. At least from the perspective of current combat power, they have indeed received more gifts.
Unfortunately, facing Su Hanshan, the nine-wheel mirror light flickered again, and the Poisonous Scorpion Prince followed in the footsteps of Firemenis.
The next moment, his mirror light did not shine on the Rainstorm Master. Instead, it turned inward, changing the effect of the space lens to space folding.
The Poisonous Scorpion Prince and Firemenis were all taken away, turned into villains, fell into the nine-wheel mirror, and disappeared.
A palm with a complexion like yellow wax and jade grabbed a handful of the poisonous scorpion prince, missing it by just a hair.
The other hand swept across the chest of the Rainstorm Master, shaking him away.
A middle-aged man with short beard and white hair in robes and a gold belt appeared on the spot. His facial features were sharp, giving people a cold feeling. Only his red pupils were glowing, showing a combative spirit. Passion and hostility.
"Are you really a subordinate of Lord Zhiguang? This behavior is a bit like deliberately giving them a chance to observe their abilities."
He smiled, "But these even have spore instincts. Those who cannot be convinced have weak hearts and weak strength, so what’s the point of observing them? ”
"Fortunately, I know how to use the method of heavy rain, so I'll give you... some compensation!!"
The white-haired priest pointed like a sword and stabbed suddenly.
This thorn has no independent and outstanding flavor at all, only a premonition of chaos like the collapse of the biosphere.
(End of this chapter)