Versatile Mage: Get the Desert Emperor clone at the start

Chapter 295 Khufu, your fate is sealed, I'm here to take you!
They might appear on the wrinkled back of the hand of an elderly person lying in a hospital bed, nearing the end of their life.

It might appear on the forehead of a demon, severely wounded and dying deep in the forest, barely clinging to life;

It might be flashing onto a mage who is about to be devoured by magic and whose life force is rapidly fading away;

It might even appear on the decaying trunk of an ancient, giant tree that is about to wither and completely lose its vitality...

These marks appeared silently.

Kindred's hunt, or rather, his "exile," has already begun.

The souls of these "dying" lives will be subjected to Kindred's normal "exile"!
The two emperor-level demons marked by Kindred were targeted as prey by Kindred.

The Eternal Hunters, by hunting these marked prey, can infinitely enhance Kindred's power.

Then, while Mu Nujiao, Mu Ningxue, and Lan Xi were still in shock and uncertainty, Qian Jue made his move.

He simply leaped forward as naturally as if he were part of the background painting!
The black and white figure, which was solid and present just a moment ago, vanished without a trace the next, as if it had never existed.

All that remained was the gradually calming breakthrough aura emanating from Qin Xiaonan.

Meanwhile, in the underworld, at the core of the Great Pyramid of Giza.

Pharaoh Khufu was filled with shock and rage because of the black and white thousand-jade mark. A vast aura of death and vengeance raged against the pyramids, attempting to obliterate the eerie symbol.

However, that mark was like a brand imprinted on fate itself, remaining as firm as ever no matter how tyrannical his imperial aura was.

It even became clearer, more...closer.

Then an unprecedented, bone-chilling tremor stirred his soul!

This feeling... is not an energy surge, but an irresistible warning!

It was as if, in the darkness, the sword of Damocles, hanging overhead and about to fall at any moment, had already touched his scalp!

"Who?!" Khufu roared, his eerie green soul flames flickering wildly on his throne, his voice carrying for the first time an undisguised...fear!
His immense spiritual awareness swept across every corner of the pyramid in an instant, even penetrating the thick walls, trying to find the source of this deadly threat!
However, nothing was found! Everything was normal except for that damned mark!
In that instant when his mind was shaken to its core!

A strange voice rang out from the black and white mark, directly imprinting itself into his consciousness:
"Khufu..."

"...Your fate is sealed."

"I've come to reap the harvest."

This double whisper, neither male nor female, intertwined with compassion and cruelty, resonated clearly in Khufu's spiritual world!

"presumptuous!!!"

Khufu was like a venomous snake whose tail had been stepped on, and he instantly flew into a rage!
He suddenly stood up, and a ghostly green soul fire shot into the sky, illuminating the entire core of the pyramid as if it were a realm of demons and monsters!

"I am the Emperor of the Dead! I rule the Underworld, transcending the cycle of life and death! Standing atop countless bones, my soul is immortal!" His roar was filled with imperial pride.

"This cowardly coward dares to sentence me to death?! Who dares to claim my life?!"

Saying such things at this time seems a bit like bluster and no substance.

Before Khufu's roar had even faded, a ripple silently spread across the space in front of him, which was filled with the deathly aura of the undead.

Immediately following, a figure shrouded in black and white, exuding the aura of "death"—the Eternal Hunter Twins, Kindred—strolled over!
The sanctity of the sheep spirit instantly dispelled the viscous death energy around it, creating a pure space.

The wolf spirit's deep shadow greedily absorbed the resentment and fear permeating the pyramid, feeling a slight excitement, as if this were its home turf.

Khufu's pupils suddenly contracted!

Despite his utter terror, his imperial dignity wouldn't allow him to back down. "Playing tricks!" Khufu forcefully suppressed the instinctive fear deep within his soul, his voice hoarse and filled with murderous intent.

"No matter who you are, if you dare to trespass into my underworld and blaspheme the Pharaoh, you will pay the price of your soul being scattered!"

Before he finished speaking, Khufu suddenly pointed his scepter forward!
Om-!
A beam of deathly light erupted instantly!
This light contains the death laws, curse power, and the resentment of billions of dead souls at the level of Emperor Khufu!

Hu Fu, enraged, attacked without holding back, intending to annihilate this strange being in one blow!
Faced with this devastating Dark Radiance, Kindred's main body—the Spirit Lamb—made no move.

His face, hidden behind the halo, remained calm and compassionate, as if what was coming at him was not a destructive attack, but a wisp of insignificant dust.

However, the wolf spirits surrounding him, the deep shadows suddenly boiled over!

Ouch——!
A deep wolf howl, seemingly piercing through the endless river of time, resounded directly in the depths of the consciousness of Khufu and all the souls within the pyramid!

With that howl, the wolf's eyes in the shadows of the wolf spirit suddenly lit up!
A dark light, purely representing "the end," spread out from the wolf spirit like an invisible domain in an instant!
The terrifying, deathly light of the underworld struck this area of ​​dark light the instant it touched it—

No explosion!

No offset!

There was no roar of energy collision!
It was as if they had been plunged into an abyss of absolute nothingness and were assimilated by a higher-level power!

"what?!"

How is this possible?! His attack contained his law of death! And yet... it was neutralized so easily? Not even a ripple was stirred?!

At this moment, Kindred spoke up again.

This time, it was no longer the intertwined whispers, but the wolf spirit's pure, wild, and arrogant voice:

"Insignificant undead!!" The wolf spirit's voice was filled with undisguised contempt and violence. "Stealing the power of death, attempting immortality? How laughable! Your very existence is already filthy and rotten to the core!"

"My presence here is your greatest honor!" The wild voice rose, carrying an absolute arrogance as if looking down upon ants. "Why don't you offer your neck for slaughter?!"

Every word from Wolf Spirit was like a heavy hammer, striking Khufu's defenses hard.

That blatant contempt and arrogant declaration of death instilled in this once-arrogant pharaoh an unprecedented sense of humiliation and... a chill that seeped into his very bones.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Ling's ethereal and gentle voice rang out:
"Khufu..."

"Resistance will only increase suffering."

"This is the end of your path, and also the destination of your destiny." Yang Ling raised his hand and pointed at Hu Fu.

"Accept it, this is the end I've set for you."

The sheep spirit's words lacked the wolf spirit's arrogance, but carried a heavier, irresistible sense of destiny.

He wasn't threatening; he was stating a fact that was about to happen.

One is wild, the other is calm.

The wolf spirit's violent pronouncement and the sheep spirit's peaceful declaration.

The shadow of death had never loomed over him so clearly and imminently.

His necromantic power, which he was so proud of, seemed so pale in comparison to these two black and white twin deities.

(End of this chapter)