Simultaneous Time Travel: Living in the Primordial World, Freebies Welcome!

Chapter 113 Welcome Banquet! Vengeful Undead! The Ten Ancient Calamities!

Outside Cairo.

A welcoming team waited quietly in the sandstorm.

The British Empire, known as the "empire on which the sun never sets," had colonies all over the world, and Cairo was one of its colonies.

Currently, in Cairo, apart from the complex local gangs, the most powerful force remains the British colonial government, and Lord Allenby is the British High Commissioner to Egypt, in charge of all diplomatic affairs.

This morning, Lord Allenby suddenly received an urgent secret telegram from the English Cabinet, instructing him to receive a high-ranking official from the Eastern Continent on behalf of the Cabinet and to fully cooperate with the official's activities in Cairo.

Time passed little by little, and I don't know how much time had gone by.

Amidst the swirling sandstorm, a figure slowly walked towards them.

Black hair, black eyes, yellow skin, from the Eastern Continent.

It's the very person everyone's been waiting for all this time, eating sand!

Lord Allenby stepped forward, a standard Victorian gentleman's smile on his face, and warmly extended his hand, welcoming him: "Mr. Qian Chen, welcome to Cairo!"

"I have long heard of Captain Patriot's great achievements, and to meet him in person today is truly an honor of my life!"

Lord Allenby spoke, but his eyes were secretly scrutinizing Qian Chen, growing increasingly alarmed with each glance.

As the High Commissioner stationed in Cairo, he knew the local environment all too well. A strong wind would whip up clouds of dust, and anyone who came would have to eat some sand first.

But Captain Patriot was so clean it was almost excessive!

Lord Allenby ultimately lacked vision, not knowing that a true immortal's body is untouched by dust. Even if Qian Chen arrived amidst the dust, his entire body would not be stained with a single speck of dust.

Upon hearing this, Qian Chen smiled slightly, shook hands with Lord Allenby, and said politely, "Lord Allenby, you're too kind!"

Please continue to support me in the coming days!

As they chatted and laughed, Qian Chen glanced at Lord Allenby.

That one glance was enough to see him completely.

This is a practitioner who follows the way of chivalry and has honed his body to the limits of human potential; he is considered a minor expert.

Qian Chen had a rather deep impression of those who practiced chivalry, because in one timeline, the bald woman went to great lengths to recruit the legendary King Arthur and the Twelve Knights of the Round Table as her allies, and then—

That was it!

In any case, Qian Chen eventually broke the sword in the stone!

Of course, one thing at a time.

Qian Chen wasn't the kind of person who held grudges, and he wouldn't bring grudges from another timeline into the present world.

Moreover.

Lord Allenby is now on Qian Chen's side, making him a suitable henchman to be used during this business trip, and he can handle all sorts of miscellaneous matters for me.

Only the evil bald woman and her teammates are the real opponents!

Lord Allenby withdrew his gaze from Qian Chen. Unlike Qian Chen, he couldn't discern Qian Chen's true nature at all.

"Mr. Qian Chen, you're being too polite! England and the Eastern Continent are both members of the Allied Powers, and it's only natural for England to provide assistance to its allies to the best of its ability. Please don't hesitate to ask if you need any further cooperation!"

Despite Lord Allenby's polite words, he actually had his own ulterior motives.

Although England remains a powerful nation, it has ultimately lost the glory of its past.

The colonial government appeared glamorous on the surface, but in reality, many local forces were plotting a rebellion.

If handled properly, perhaps by leveraging Captain Patriot's influence, some troubles that are usually difficult to deal with can be resolved.

The two had different thoughts and calculations.

Both were seasoned veterans of the officialdom, and they quickly became close friends, their arms around each other's shoulders.

Lord Allenby extended an unusually warm invitation: "Money, my best friend, I've prepared a welcome dinner for you, please don't refuse. Let me tell you a little secret, tonight there are many ladies from prominent families, and I think they'll be very interested in discussing the mysterious Eastern culture with you—"

As he spoke, Lord Allenby gave Qian Chen a knowing look, a look that every man would understand.

Qian Chen frowned, a conflicted look on his face.

After careful consideration, he put his hand on Lord Allenby's shoulder and said earnestly, "Your Excellency, I have come to Cairo on a mission and should not easily show my face in public—"

"However! Considering the deep friendship we share, which we hit it off immediately, I feel I cannot refuse your kind offer!"

"We agreed beforehand that this is a one-time thing, and there won't be a next time!"

Lord Allenby laughed heartily and agreed, "Of course, my friend! My apologies, it was my oversight this time!"

"Actually, there are many young women in Cairo who admire Eastern culture. To avoid interfering with your work, I will have my butler contact you in advance to schedule a time so that the right person can appear at the right place at the right time —"

Qian Chen couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

No wonder Lord Allenby was able to establish himself in Cairo on behalf of the Great Ying Empire; he is indeed a rare talent!

If such talented people don't improve, then who will?

Meanwhile, Qian Chen happily accompanied Lord Allenby to the welcome dinner;

Meanwhile, inside Hamunaptra, Imhotep, who had successfully resurrected, was completely bewildered!

Hamunaptra, the City of the Dead!

Inside the tomb used to imprison the souls of the guilty, Imhotep, having obtained the Bible of the Dead, finally awoke.

"Ansunna!!!"

As a famously love-struck individual, the first thing Imhotep did after waking up was to call out her lover's name with deep affection.

Although the Ancient One was ruthless, she was still a woman and had a sentimental side. She couldn't help but be moved by the true love between Imhotep and Ankur, a pair of star-crossed lovers, that spanned a thousand years.

However, being moved is one thing, taking action is another.

Imhotep clearly did not appreciate the Ancient One's kindness in resurrecting him.

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It launched a frenzied attack on the Ancient One, and despite being a skeleton, its movements were extremely agile.

The ferocious bone claws aimed straight for the Ancient One's throat, clearly indicating that it had genuinely practiced martial arts in its lifetime.

Faced with such a fierce attack, Gu remained completely calm. She reached behind her back and pulled out a gleaming silver Desert Eagle, firing several shots in quick succession, forcing Imhotep's already withered and decaying skeleton to stagger backward!

After all, having been entangled with Captain Patriot for so long, the Supreme Mage has actually unlocked many new ways of fighting.

Basic firearms proficiency is a given!

Two shots broke his leg, limiting his mobility, while a shot to the forehead helped Imhotep regain his composure.

"Mr. Imhotep, can we have a quiet chat now?"

Gu Yi asked calmly.

But Imhotep clearly wasn't keen on having a proper conversation.

Although its body is temporarily unable to move, it has not forgotten that it was once the most powerful high priest three thousand years ago.

As a high priest, it is actually more skilled in using various mystical magic than in close combat.

"Gibberish—" Imhotep opened his hideous mouth and chanted the magic spell with great expression.

bang bang bang! ! !

The Ancient One gave Imhotep no chance and fired three more shots on the spot.

The powerful bullets from the Desert Eagle ripped Imhotep's jaw and throat to shreds.

The chanting of the incantation abruptly stopped.

However, this method could not stop Imhotep's determination to kill.

Even if it cannot chant incantations to unleash powerful and destructive spells, it can still cast some instantaneous dark magic.

Whoosh whoosh! ! !

Imhotep raised his two withered arms, and the worn-out finger bones turned into bone spurs that shot out with a whooshing sound.

"Oh, really, there's no need! I actually really wanted to have a calm and peaceful talk with you—"

"But if you insist on doing this, don't blame me for giving you a good beating first!"

Gu Yi sighed.

The next second, the Desert Eagle in her hand began to spew flames.

The Eye of Agamotto on his chest glows with a hazy green light, and the Desert Eagle is instantly upgraded to an unlimited ammo version.

The dense barrage of bullets completely crushed Imhotep's offensive, the silvery bullets almost engulfing him.

You can find at least ten pounds of bullets in any pound of broken bones.

Poor Imhotep had never seen such a shameless style of play before.

The saturation of firepower completely destroyed it, leaving it in fragmented pieces.

But Gu Yi did not stop; instead, he continued to attack.

She didn't stop shooting until she had reduced Imhotep to a half-dead skull.

Several silver bullets were embedded in the skull, but the area around the bullets began to show a unique sand-like appearance.

Soon after, bullets fell from the sandy area.

Not only Imhotep's skull, but all the bones shattered by the Ancient One began to gradually turn into sand.

Immediately afterwards, the sand formed from the decomposition of the bones was manipulated by an unknown force and slowly condensed into a new body.

Gu Yi's expression remained unchanged upon seeing this, clearly indicating that everything was within her expectations.

How could a terrifying vengeful spirit like Imhotep be killed by ordinary firearms?

The reason why the Desert Eagle can beat Imhotep into screaming is simply because Imhotep has not yet reclaimed its dark power, and even more so because the Ancient One holds the Sun Bible, which is the most effective counter to it.

Once Imhotep regains the power it suffered from the insect bites and the curse that had been sealed in the sarcophagus for three thousand years, even the Ancient One wouldn't be confident that she could defeat this ancient Egyptian high priest in his prime!

Imhotep, who had recovered, was clearly traumatized by the Ancient One's use of the Desert Eagle.

Having not yet regained its power, it wisely chose to back down, cowering behind the stone coffin and trembling.

He was terrified that if he showed his face, the bald woman in front of him would shoot him in the head again!

At this moment, Imhotep did not try to provoke the Ancient One again. He finally calmed down and began to communicate.

"Bald-headed mage, how dare you misappropriate a supreme artifact in the name of a deity!"

"Aren't you afraid the sun god will unleash his wrath and condemn you to eternal damnation?"

The Ancient One rolled her eyes upon hearing this, and immediately saw through Imhotep's bluster: "Stop pretending. If the sun god truly possessed his former divine power, how could Egypt have fallen into such a desolate state?"

"Such words might fool a child, but doesn't a high priest feel ashamed to say something like that?"

Imhotep remained silent.

It was perfectly aware that the Egyptian gods had long since lost their former glory.

The gods have entered twilight, and even the eternal sun is setting in the west!

The gods, who are hiding in the warp and barely surviving, would never waste their divine power to interfere in the mortal world over such a trivial matter.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

After a moment of contemplation, Yibadun finally asked the most crucial question.

"I want to join forces with you to fight against a living true God!"

Gu Yi was equally frank, revealing her true purpose.

Yibaton was stunned on the spot, never expecting that the bald woman in front of him would be so ruthless.

It certainly knew who the living true god was, as the former high priest, but it understood better than anyone just how powerful the true god truly was! That was an existence that humans could not possibly contend with! Even if it were...

"Sorry, I have no interest in courting death with you!"

"I only want to resurrect my lover; besides that, I have no interest in anything else!"

Iba refused Gu Yi without hesitation, then looked back at Ansuna's coffin and found it empty.

Yes! Where is my girl from IDA? Who stole her?

It instinctively looked at the Ancient One, and only this bald woman was the most suspicious.

Gu Yi shrugged and explained helplessly, "Don't look at me, you should be able to sense her presence!"

"Before your resurrection, Ankula had already completed her own resurrection, taking with her the portion of the Moon you sealed within your internal organs. Sadly, Ankula no longer belongs to you; she is a follower of the living God!"

Yiba felt like the sky had fallen!

It frantically sensed its own dark lunar energy.

Anselna's location was quickly pinpointed—Cairo!

And in its beloved, it so clearly felt the imprint of another great being!

That was a moon of immense magnitude, even greater than that of the gods at their peak.

Even the sun god, high in the sky, pales in comparison!

"Oh! My Ansona!"

Yiba Dun let out a miserable scream.

It suddenly realized that its lover had been completely taken away by the other party.

From the inside out, from life to death, from soul to body, I was completely possessed by that being!

As the instigator of this tragedy, Gu Yi couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt.

But what's done is done, there's no going back!

"You want to reclaim Ankara? Then join forces with me!"

"Only by defeating Him can you regain Ankula!"

"We have no way out!"

Yiba Dun roared to the sky, venting his resentment wildly.

The setting sun was slowly sinking below the horizon!

As night falls, the Dark Moon sealed within Hamqueta begins to stir.

More and more curses are emerging from the moon, continuously increasing the amount of moon energy within Yibaton's body.

The vicious curse that Yiba Dunqi made when he died tragically has accumulated for three thousand years and has now completely erupted.

The Ancient One nodded in satisfaction and took the initiative to control the Sun Bible to remove Hamquetta's final Holy Light protection.

At this moment, the City of Death reveals its true face!

Countless withered, bony claws emerged from the surrounding sand dunes—

Some of them were loyal guards who accompanied the pharaoh in death, some were sacrifices used to proclaim the pharaoh's authority, and some were slaves and workers who died during the construction of the mausoleum. They were the foundation of the dark moons that Hamkita had accumulated over countless years, the source of the curse. Now, however, they turned into a black tide and surged toward Ibadon, who forcibly absorbed them into his body as the high priest.

Gu Yi clenched her fist silently, a glint of light flashing in her eyes.

"The Dragon-Patterned Holy Armor absorbed three thousand years of the Sun God's Moon from Hamukta, and then three thousand years of the Dark Origin from Ibaton!"

"The first step has finally been completed!"

"Next, all that's needed is for Ibaton to bring the Ten Ancient Plagues to Cairo, at which point its monthly output will increase even further!"

"This time, I will definitely not lose again—"