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Chapter 523 The End of Indiana and the Undead Priests
“Wait! There’s one more thing, about that ‘True Book of the Sun’… I also found some information from the fragments of that doctor Arot’s memories.”

"That scripture... besides being able to subdue Imhotep, it... it can also resurrect the dead members of the Reincarnation Squad!"

Zhang Jie paused, seemingly to confirm that he hadn't misremembered, before speaking.

"what?!"

Like a thunderbolt exploding in a small warehouse, the word "resurrection" carries a special weight for those who have experienced the cycle of life and death.

However, in the shocking silence, Chu Xuan and Zhang Qi exchanged a glance.

"That's good news."

Then, Chu Xuan pushed up his glasses, which were reflecting the firelight, and said something that shocked everyone even more.

"good news?"

Zheng Zha was stunned; he couldn't understand Chu Xuan's line of thinking at all.

"How can this be good news?"

"It is good news precisely because it can be revived."

Chu Xuan interrupted him, his voice as steady as ever.
"Think about our current situation?"
The Indian team's main players were all gone, leaving only their captain and a few ineffective players. They had lost, utterly lost.

He extended a finger and tapped it lightly in the air.

What choice would a gambler make when cornered and with no hope of turning the tide?

If the Book of the Sun is merely a weapon to restrain Imhotep, their most rational choice would be to immediately hand it over to Imhotep or throw it into the sea.

At that time, due to the mission of the main god, we will face an undead priest with no weaknesses.

Chu Xuan's words were like ice water, instantly extinguishing the burning passion in Zheng Zha and the others, and calming them down.

"But now..."

A slight smile curved Chu Xuan's lips.

"The Sun Scripture has the value of reviving teammates. For the Indian team, which has already suffered heavy losses, this value is something that cannot be easily given to Imhotep or lost."

After he finished speaking, the warehouse fell silent.

Zheng Zha opened his mouth, he had to admit that some people were just smarter than him.

"All right."

Zhang Qi stood up and dusted himself off.

"Now that the situation is clear, let's take action immediately."

"First, Zhan Lan and Zhang Jie, you two immediately begin a mental search, radiating outwards from Cairo City, to locate Imhotep and the remaining members of the Indian team."

"Given their mobility, they shouldn't have gone far..."

"understand!"

Zhan Lan and Zhang Jie immediately responded, both closing their eyes. An invisible spiritual force spread out silently like a large net.

"The rest of the Indian team are in another direction, seemingly preparing to head to the City of the Dead."

"very good."

Zhang Qi nodded, making the decision quickly without the slightest hesitation.
"We'll split up; I'll go get the 'True Scripture of the Sun'."

You go and stop that Indian team captain…

……

The night wind howled, carrying the chill of the desert and the smell of gunpowder, sweeping across the ruins of Cairo, which had been razed to the ground.

High in the sky, an invisible streak of light streaked across the heavens at a terrifying speed exceeding the speed of sound.

It was Zhang Qi who activated the [Bio-Regenerative Armor].

Guided by Zhan Lan's mental coordinates, he flew almost in a straight line towards the abandoned mining area in the north of the city.

For the mobility of the bio-armor, this distance is only a matter of a few minutes.

Soon, a range of rolling hills and abandoned mines came into view below.

He hovered high in the air, scanning downwards using the detection systems on his cyborg suit.

He quickly located the entrance to a mine.

In front of the cave entrance, a dilapidated off-road vehicle was parked, and several figures were busily moving supplies, looking flustered, clearly preparing to flee.

The leader was a brown-haired youth with handsome features and dark skin typical of Indians. He was clutching a thick book covered in gold metal tightly in his arms, and he looked around warily.

He was Lamb, one of the remaining veterans of the Indian team and a telekinetic enhancer.

Beside him, a woman named Manavia was urging several dazed-looking newcomers on.

The newcomers moved stiffly, like puppets on strings; they were clearly "tools" whose self-awareness had been erased by the previously deceased mental controller, Xue Nai.

The golden book that Lamb was clutching tightly in his arms was none other than the Book of the Sun.

This special item, which contains the power of rules, cannot be stored in a storage ring or any spatial equipment, making it extremely conspicuous.

Having confirmed his target, Zhang Qi did not hesitate at all.

With a thought, a barely perceptible ripple spread across the biomass armor of his [Bio-Regenerative Armor], blending seamlessly with the surrounding light and environment, entering an optical camouflage state. He vanished into the night as if into thin air.

He descended silently, approaching the unsuspecting group of reincarnators like a ghost.

Fifty meters, thirty meters, ten meters...

Just as he got close enough to bring everyone within his attack range, Zhang Qi stopped.

He simply raised his hand, and the acoustic resonance unit in the mouth of the cyborg's shoulder activated.

The next moment, a high-frequency sound wave that was beyond the limits of human hearing, yet powerful enough to shatter internal organs, suddenly erupted!

"Om-!"

Invisible ripples swept across.

Lamb, who was anxiously urging everyone on, suddenly froze.

His pupils dilated suddenly, and his body trembled violently, as if he had been struck head-on by an invisible giant hammer.

Before he could even react or activate his prized telekinetic abilities, crimson blood gushed from his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose.

The "True Scripture of the Sun," weighing over a thousand pounds, flew out of his hands.

Manavia and the other newcomers beside him suffered the same fate.

They were just ordinary people with slightly better physical abilities, and they were as fragile as paper in the face of this devastating attack on the internal structure of living organisms.

Instantly, everyone bled from all seven orifices, their bodies went limp and collapsed to the ground, losing all signs of life.

One strike, and the entire team is wiped out.

However, just as the golden scripture flew out of his hand and was about to hit the ground, a strange change occurred!

Without warning, the sand dunes next to it rose up, and the quicksand gathered together, instantly forming an arm with its five fingers spread out, reaching out to grab the falling "True Scripture of the Sun"!
Imhotep!
A cold glint flashed in Zhang Qi's eyes; naturally, he wouldn't let him have his way.

The gravity control unit of the [Plant] activated instantly, and an invisible gravitational field enveloped the scripture, forcibly changing its trajectory and pulling it sharply towards Zhang Qi's location.

But just then, from the shadows on the other side, several fireballs the size of human heads, burning with dark red flames, roared in, carrying scorching heat waves, heading straight for Zhang Qi's face!
Faced with this barrage of attacks, Zhang Qi remained completely unfazed.

He simply raised his left hand.

A deep blue light swirled before him, breaking through the barriers of space.

The next moment, a huge device resembling a cicada pupa flew out from the imaginary space and blocked Zhang Qi's way.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Several fireballs exploded on the cicada pupa.

Amidst the smoke and dust, a towering figure emerged—Zhang Qi, now transformed into a giant suit, holding a golden book in his hand.

The True Scripture of the Sun, in hand.

However, before Zhang Qi could retrieve this crucial item, an extreme and chilling aura of death suddenly spread from all directions without warning.

Wisps of black mist, deeper than ink, seeped from beneath the sand, from the cracks in the rocks, and from the void.

Wherever this mist passes, scorpions and venomous insects in the sand instantly freeze to death, their bodies shriveling and decaying at a visible speed, eventually turning into a clump of black powder.

Even the hard rocks began to weather and peel away the moment they were touched by the black mist, as if they had traversed ten thousand years in an instant.

Life, matter, everything withers and dies in the face of this force.

Zhang Qi's pupils contracted slightly, and he immediately activated the [AT Field].

An orange light barrier appeared around him, completely isolating him from the black mist of death.

But as this force continued to erode and expand, the surrounding space itself began to undergo earth-shattering changes.

The desert and rocks beneath their feet vanished, replaced by a smooth, mirror-like black obsidian surface, inscribed with countless ancient and mysterious hieroglyphs, shimmering with eerie soul fire.

The night sky and stars overhead disappeared, shrouded in an endless, pure darkness.

The air was filled with the mournful cries and wails of countless souls, as if an invisible River Styx was flowing quietly not far away.

The entire world was dragged into a separate realm filled with the laws of death and judgment.

This is the underworld in mythology, the kingdom of the dead.

It is the kingdom of death!

In the deepest part of the divine realm, a magnificent altar made of bones and obsidian slowly rises from the darkness.

On the altar, a colossal statue, hundreds of meters tall, stands majestically.

The statue has the head of a jackal, the body of a human, and holds a scepter and scales symbolizing judgment and balance.

His gaze was cold and majestic, looking down upon every living being and every dead soul in this kingdom.

It is Anubis, the guide and judge of the dead in ancient Egyptian mythology.

Beneath the colossal statue of Anubis, on the highest level of the altar, a figure stood silently.

He wore an immaculate white priestly robe, embroidered with intricate sun and scarab beetle patterns in gold thread.

It was Imhotep, the immortal priest...

(End of this chapter)