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Mu Nai tried hard to resist the breeze, and the joints on his legs were instantly shattered, and he staggered, leaning against the wall of the cave.

He is too weak.

It was hard to even stand up.

A group of worshipers looked at each other, at a loss.

No one dared to step forward.

Mubarak wondered.

According to ancient books, Tutankhamun in the coffin was a king of Northern Egypt with supernatural powers.

He was brutally murdered during his lifetime.

After his death, he was mummified and slept in the underworld.

But every 1000 years, it will be awakened under the Sunshine Ritual.

He woke up to find clues to enter the Amon God Realm.

But at the same time, he will also bring a powerful force, enough to assist Northern Egypt in rebuilding its great historical glory.

Dominate the world, or rule the world!

But there is no record in the ancient books, what kind of scene will appear after he wakes up.

and how to do it!

Chapter 676 The truth about the mummy

"My people."

The mummy's dry throat made a sound.

He stretched out his withered arm and grabbed everyone outside the tunnel.

No abnormalities occurred.

No one moved either.

The mummy stood up, seemingly exhausted all her strength, stepped out of the coffin with difficulty, and walked out along the tunnel extremely slowly.

The white cloth strips on his body continued to shatter and fall off.

A dark and thin body was revealed.

Mubarak winked at a big man beside him, "Go, help Pharaoh."

The big man squeezed the sweat from his eyes, gritted his teeth and stood up, timidly crawling into the tunnel.

"Ha ha."

The mummy laughed twice, and stretched out a palm like a chicken claw.

But see.

The moment the two palms touch.

A black mist suddenly burst out from the mummy's fingertips, and climbed to the whole body of the big man in an instant!

The big man then let out a scream!

He immediately fell to the ground and kept rolling!

The mummy squatted down and continued to rest its palms on the big man's forehead.

Immediately afterwards, black mist continued to transfer from his body to the surface of the big man's body.

And the skin of the big man began to turn black rapidly, shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye!

moment.

The big man turned into a black as carbon mummy.

And the mummy was still emaciated.

But the surface of the wrinkled skin has regained a tinge of flesh color!

Everyone in the distance felt chills down their spines!

Mubarak squinted his eyes and looked hard, but found that the black mist gushing out of the mummy was a very small beetle.

It is recorded in ancient books.

This kind of beetle is called the scorpion.

A form of torture from the imperial power in the Ancient North Egypt period.

It can corrode a living person into a mummy!

For an instant.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Mubarak's forehead.

Is it.

This so-called Tutankhamun mummy is a mummy that has been parasitized with ghosts?

And now.

He transferred the ghost to someone else's body? !

"Ha ha..."

"Finally get rid of these little bugs."

I saw the mummy walking at a slightly faster speed, slowly walking from the dark tunnel into the sunny area.

This scene, like a black skeleton, keeps approaching everyone.

The next scene.

Let everyone be shocked again.

I saw that the mummy's body was illuminated by the sun, and it began to glow with vitality. The skin gradually stretched, and the black and purple slowly receded.

With walking.

Under his skin, muscles began to appear as if inflated.

He walked faster and faster.

When completely walking out of the pyramid corridor, it is already completely new.

From a shriveled mummy to a sixty-seventy-year-old man with a half-foot-long black beard and gloomy eyes!

Really Tutankhamun!

Mubarak was extremely shocked!

He had seen this face in ancient books!

It can really be resurrected after sleeping for a thousand years!

"Ha ha."

I saw Tutankhamun tearing off the rotten white cloth strips from his body, with an evil smile at the corner of his mouth, scanning the people in front of him.

"My people, now you can worship the real Pharaoh!"

Everyone was shocked patiently.

Kowtow again.

"The pharaoh is powerful!"

immediately.

Mubarak motioned to his subordinates, and presented Tutankhamun with the crown of the ancient king of Egypt, which was also robbed, and a golden embroidered robe.

Tutankhamun put on his clothes and stood under the pyramid.

The old pharaoh's style reappeared.

He smiled proudly: "This pious citizen, who are you?"

Mubarak said respectfully: "I am the 136th supporter of the ancient Pharaoh, I have always believed in your existence, and I am also the current Visil."

Pharaoh Tutankhamun frowned, "136 supporters? Since you are a Vizier, why aren't thousands of people flocking around?"

Mubarak lowered his head and said: "My lord, the glorious period of Beiye has passed, and we, as the people of God, have become lonely, and we have even lost the right to rule the country."

"The current Beiye is in the hands of a group of high-sounding villains."

"Only me and my men have been waiting for you to wake up."

"You have been asleep for 1000 years, which is too long."

Pharaoh Tutankhamun narrowed his eyes.

"Year 1000?"

He took a few steps forward, staring back at the huge pyramid, and then at the sun in the sky.

Stretch out your hands, twirling your index fingers.

Suddenly, he looked up to the sky and laughed.

"What 1000 years?!"

"I have been asleep for 2600 years!"

"It's a good thing time destroys everything."

"very good!"

"Those villains with a heart like a poisonous scorpion are really not worthy of controlling the great Beiai!"

Pharaoh Tutankhamun suddenly went crazy.

Obviously the country is down and down, but it seems to have heard a great happy event.

Mubarak was puzzled, "My lord, it is said in ancient books that you wake up every 1000 years."

Pharaoh Tutankhamun turned his head, the flash of light in his eyes made people feel chills and unpredictable.

He laughed and said, "An ancient book, is it the Miluo Sutra?"

Mubarak nodded blankly.

"Ha ha."

Pharaoh Tutankhamun sneered again, "For you, that is indeed an ancient book, because it was made by me!"

As he said, his eyes lit up with rage, "2600 years ago, I was the Pharaoh of Northern Egypt, but I was murdered by my younger brother. He couldn't kill me, so he sucked me into a mummy with ghosts, and then locked me up. In that golden coffin, it was announced to the outside world that I was seriously ill and died."

"Then, he usurped my throne."

Speaking of this, Tutankhamun suddenly turned his head, looked at Mubarak firmly, and gritted his teeth: "All this is just because I want to kill 6 humble slaves."

"You said, is he as vicious as a poisonous snake?"

Mubarak took three steps back abruptly.

This.

It is completely different from the history he knows!

Pharaoh Tutankhamun said again: "The mummies you think of are not burials at all, and they are not treated by emperors at all. They are actually a kind of cage!"

"They restricted me for 2600 years!"

Mubarak's heart trembled again.

These remarks subverted the whole world's perception of Northern Egyptian culture!

"Ha ha."

"As for the Miluo Sutra, it's just a story I made up."

"I look forward to some descendant who will put me under the sun again."

"Fortunately, I have been blessed by God."

Pharaoh looked at the man in front of him with a strange smile.

Mubarak felt a bit of his faith shattered.