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Atta is the leader of the Ekanda separatist tribe.

In this life I only like women and money, and I just want to be a lawless local emperor.

He recently found the legendary Hamna Tower, the city of the undead, but within a few days of digging, a monster was disturbed, causing heavy casualties among his men.

Atta was very angry about this.

But he was also afraid and did not dare to continue digging.

Fortunately, before the mysterious monster was alerted, his troops had shipped out a large amount of gold, silver and jewelry, which was enough to make up for the loss. He thought that this operation would make a small profit at most, but something happened that he couldn't believe.

A special treasure was unearthed in Hamna Tower.

This is an ancient book. Both the cover and the pages are made of dark gold metal. Although there are only less than twenty pages, each page is very thick and covered with complicated patterns and beautiful pictures.

Runes I don’t understand.

No one can understand the contents of the book.

Every rune contains magic.

It cannot be fully captured by the camera.

This is undoubtedly a magical book!

The resurgence of spiritual energy around the world is buzzing. Even tribal leaders like Atta have heard the rumors about Fairy Daxia, White-haired Sword Immortal, and Grand Duke Vampire, and they immediately realized that this book was by no means simple.

It will definitely fetch a good price!

Preparing to look for buyers everywhere.

Suddenly I received a call from Mr. A.

This "Mr. A" is just a code name. Atta doesn't know the real name of the other party, nor does he know how many Mr. A there are. Over the years, he has been able to successfully become a warlord of one side of the separatist regime. The reason behind this is indispensable for the arms and intelligence provided by this Mr. A.

The other party quotes a price directly.

A completely irresistible price.

The two parties met outside a town controlled by Atta as agreed.

This is a man in his thirties, wearing a neat suit and sunglasses.

He said directly: "According to the agreement, we will purchase the ancient book in your hand for one billion U.S. dollars."

Hear this number.

Atta almost suspected that he had been hallucinating due to excessive drinking and drinking recently.

How can a book like this, which I can't understand and have no idea of ​​its use, sell for a billion dollars?

Atta may not be very smart, but he is definitely not an idiot. Although Mr. A has never revealed his origin, it is not difficult to guess from his actions that he is an agent serving the intelligence department.

Not so much.

It was he who was interested in this ancient book.

It would be better to say that the Military Intelligence Bureau is interested.

This is enough to show that the price of this magic book is beyond imagination. If it can be sold to Ximeng, Daxia, White Eagle, or other forces, it may be possible to earn more.

"I advise you not to push yourself too hard. People who are too greedy often end up unhappy!"

"Hahaha, a billion is a billion!"

Atta still wants to continue to be the local emperor, so naturally he doesn't dare to offend the other party too much. Besides, the money is really not small, enough to make the rest of his life very comfortable, and he is preparing to discuss the details of the transaction with him.

Mr. A received an urgent message.

"There is an Ekandar army approaching here. There are about two to three hundred people."

"Two hundred people? This is my territory. I'm not afraid even if two thousand people come!"

Atta is accompanied by hundreds of armed men, and there are thousands more in the town behind him. Not only does he have the advantage in numbers, but he also has towns to defend, so he does not take the opponent seriously at all...

Mr. A obviously thinks so too.

"Deal with them as soon as possible without taking too long."

He suspected that the emergence of the Ekanda Army was related to the ancient books, but with just such a small number of people, it was impossible for them to be effective. It must be solved soon.

at this time.

The sky suddenly became gloomy.

"sandstorm!"

"A sandstorm is coming!"

Someone pointed and shouted in the distance.

Atta and Mr. A were shocked to find out.

The sky, which had been sunny and sunny just a moment ago, was suddenly blocked by wind and sand, and became extremely gloomy. A sandstorm was advancing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"what happened?"

Atta is someone who grew up in this land.

I have never encountered such a weird sandstorm.

The speed of the sandstorm was beyond expectations, and soon it came before us. Countless yellow sands gathered towards the center, and unexpectedly condensed into a huge human face, which was as high as ten stories high. It was terrifying, majestic, and breathtaking.

Shocking, shocking.

"devil!"

"It's the devil!"

"Fire! Fire!"

Rebel soldiers attack.

Their equipment is quite sophisticated.

There are not only conventional firearms, but also heavy weapons such as vehicle-mounted machine guns and individual rocket launchers.

Da da da da!

Da da da da!

Dozens or hundreds of firearms spit out tongues of fire at the same time, and countless bullets continued to pour on this huge sandy face, but they did not cause any damage to this giant face!

Bang bang bang!

Several rockets landed on the giant face and exploded.

Although part of this giant face collapsed, the yellow sand pouring in from all directions quickly repaired the damaged part.

Useless!

Totally useless!

There is no doubt that this is an extraordinary event!

I've only heard of this happening on the Internet.

I never thought it would happen to me.

The giant ghost face swept over quickly with a sandstorm.

It attacked the attacking rebel soldiers with a force that covered the sky and the sun.

A mouth opened and swallowed dozens of rebel soldiers into the mouth. Amidst the painful wails and screams, the rebel soldiers who were swallowed into the yellow sand had their flesh and blood dried up in an instant, and died miserably under the powerful spell.

The giant face of yellow sand suddenly spat out.

Dozens of mummies were thrown around others.

At this time, a more terrifying scene happened. These mummies stood up one by one and launched an offensive against other living people around them, causing the defense line to fall directly into chaos.

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"What exactly is this?!"

Atta can be considered a ruthless person who licks blood from his knife edge, but when faced with such a scene in front of him, he was still frightened to pieces.

"withdraw!"

"retreat!"

"return to!"

But it was too late to escape.

At this moment, the giant face exploded in mid-air.

In an instant, it turned into fierce sand and dust and enveloped the entire place.

A muscular, bald man wearing a black robe emerged from the dust and came directly to Atta.

"He is the monster that awakened in the ruins of Hamna Tower!" Atta finally realized: "He came for this book!"

Mr. A raised his submachine gun and fired. Nearly half of the dozens of bullets hit the target, but did not cause any harm to Yin Moton. Yin Moton turned into a ball of yellow sand and teleported in front of the two of them...

He grabbed their necks with one hand and lifted them up.

Atta quickly begged for mercy and shouted, "Give the book back to you, I will give you everything, please let me go!"

Yin Morton didn't understand the local language at all. Although he could guess the general meaning from the other party's expression and tone, he had no intention of letting these thieves go.

The next second.

The flesh and blood dries directly in the hands.

With a squeeze, the two living people instantly shattered into yellow sand and merged with the sandstorm, as if they had never appeared in this world.

After the two bodies disappeared.

Clothes and belongings fell down.

Yin Morton picked up the Black Book of the Dead, and an extremely powerful energy came from the book.

Released from it, it immediately turned into a suction force and began to crazily devour the souls of the deceased.

"The thief who stole the Black Book of the Dead!"

"The blasphemer who disturbed Ansuna's sleep!"

"Your souls will be cursed and will never be freed!"

After Yin Morton obtained the Black Book of the Dead, his power and spells became more powerful. The yellow sand under his feet continued to surge, and several Muni Yin guards exuding ancient aura were summoned from the yellow sand.

It is different from the puppet transformed from the mummy.

The Mu Nai Yin guards summoned by Yin Morton through the Black Book of the Dead are each over 1.8 meters tall, holding scimitars and shields, and wearing armor and helmets.

After these Mu Nai Yin guards were summoned, they first looked around with confused faces and made hoarse sounds from their dry throats.

"what happened?"

"I'm not dead?"

"No, no, I became a monster!"

"Ah ah ah, this is not true, this is not true!"

among these people.

Including Atta.

He was horrified to find himself.

Turned into a ferocious and terrifying Mu Nayin.

What's even more frightening is that in this situation, he still maintains a clear consciousness.

"..."

Yin Morton already has the spell to transform dead people into mummy Yin puppets.

What is created in this situation is only the lowest level Mu Nai Yin puppet, which has no wisdom, no mana, and a limited existence time. It can only be used as cannon fodder and can only deal with ordinary people at best.

After taking back the Black Book of the Dead.

Through this powerful magic weapon,

Yin Morton can use his soul to summon Pluto's guards.

The strength of these high-level mumoyin is directly related to Yin Morton's own strength.

With his current level of cultivation, he can control up to a dozen such high-level mumoyin.

Each one can fly over walls and fly over walls, is extremely flexible, and is extremely powerful and invulnerable. They can also use some simple spells, and their initial combat power is not inferior to that of innate seventh- or eighth-level monks.

Compared with the low-level Munayin puppet.

These high-end mummies have souls in their bodies!

Therefore, each one is intelligent, can perform more complex tasks, can exist for a long time, and is almost immortal!

Of course.

Don't think so.

What a good thing this would be.

They are equivalent to being imprisoned forever in this body with no freedom.

They have no consciousness, cannot experience the feeling of being alive, and cannot go against Yin Morton's will. It can be said that they can't live but die...

This is Yin Morton's punishment and curse.

Compared with three thousand years ago, Yin Morton's mana has been greatly improved, and in today's environment, there is no need to be stingy with the use of power, but this operation does consume a lot of money.

"kill!"

Give an order.

He asked the five Munayin guards to carry out the next battle.

Five afterimages quickly attacked.

The burst is comparable to the speed of a high-speed train.

They completely ignored the bullets hitting their bodies, wielded scimitars that were as sharp as clay, had powerful agility, speed, and the ability to teleport over short distances, killing the rebel soldiers without the ability to fight back.

A few minutes later

When Oyek arrived.

The battle has ended long ago.

Hundreds of heavily armed rebels were wiped out.

Their flesh and blood were dried, leaving only mummies on the ground.

On the battlefield.

Only six figures remained.

A tall high priest wearing black robes and holding an ancient book.

Five high-ranking Mu Na Yin guards who are clad in armor, fierce, murderous, and exude a powerful aura.

In a small town.

There are still two thousand rebels.

faceable

Such a scene.

Where can I find any fighting spirit?

"Is this the power of High Priest Yin Morton?" Crown Prince Oyek felt both excited and frightened.

The rebel leader who had been causing headaches for Ekanda officials for ten years was killed so easily, and no one was left alive. Thousands of rebels surrendered without a fight, and several important towns were recovered effortlessly.

Yin Morton's terrifying power.

It also filled Oyek with fear.

There is this ancient and powerful high priest sitting in charge.

Ekandar will undoubtedly become a country that no one dares to underestimate.

But if the high priest's ambition grows and he wants to seek power and usurp the throne, is there really any way to stop it with Ekandar's ability?

Oyek knew that recruiting Yin Morton was a risky move, but if he could do it over again, he would still choose to take a gamble. For someone like Ekanda, this was the only chance to turn around!

this battle.

There were many witnesses.

All kinds of news, all kinds, cannot be blocked.

The name of the God of Mu Na Yin and the High Priest Yin Morton will definitely be resounding throughout the world from today on!

Xiao Xianyu