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Time seemed to be still, and the tranquility of death surrounded Dismusk's mind. The dark water under his feet did not fluctuate at all, and the dark candle fire leading to both sides was not jumping. All scenes and all movements seemed to follow the thinking of the current owner Anubis; after a long time, the jackal head illusion finally changed, Kongming's voice broke the tranquility of the stagnant water.

"I can give you what you need, take what you want, and then, you! Get out of my realm, get out, go…!"

"Ah...well, okay, respectful Lord Anubis." Dismusk flipped his hands and looked helpless, and he was finally able to leave, thank God.

"You are not welcome here!" With these last words, the scenery in front of you once again changed in a twist. A cluster of dark gas once again enveloped Dismusk, like a plane, a steamboat, a car, a seasickness, a motion sickness. The world rotated 360 degrees and could not control the body by itself. It had the rotation of a windmill and the effect of weightlessness in the universe. With the sound of "Damn..." Dismusk returned to his original position; between the two statues, above the Cancer portrait, it was just that Dismusk fell to the ground.

"Ah... uh, yes????? This damn bastard, it hurts so much." Dismusk stood up, spitted, rubbed his neck, and kept complaining.

"However, this dark matter space transfer and time stagnation, these things that I never dared to think of before, have seen them all this time, and I really benefited a lot." Turning his head, knowing that his neck was not hurt much, Dismusk looked at the jackal head statue next to him and chuckled, "Thank you, Lord Anubis, hum, hehehe..."

While Dismusk was intoxicated by his own harvest, the pyramid was shaking, tearing like an earthquake, cracks began to appear under his feet, and the buildings on his head and the rolling stones began to sprinkle room, which was to overturn the rhythm of collapse.

"Uh, my god, Anubis, this is not what I did. I haven't got the treasure yet!" Without the existence of the pressure of the gods, he escaped from the mysterious space. Dismusk looked at the jackal head statue that was about to shatter and collapse and mocked him in a bad mood.

Then he moved, ignoring the collapse surrounding him and continued to walk forward. He wanted to know what happened here just now in the short moment when he left. Although he didn't know who did it, Dismusk was still very kind when he could disgust the lofty god. It seemed that the conversation with an arbitrary status just now made Dismusk a little unhappy.

Just turned a door and walked out of a turbulent and deep tunnel. Another small square appeared in front of me. The towering pillars were still sticking to the crumbling wall top alone, not caring about these details. A small episode attracted Dismusk's attention. A slim and slutty woman fell into the endless abyss while escaping due to the crack of the earth. Thousands of scarab beetles instantly swallowed her. Life is sometimes so fragile, but these are not the key points. It seems that this woman is the woman that the high priest Imoton cares about, but why did she escape alone? So what about Imoton, where did the high priest go? Something must have happened. Dismusk still cares about this opponent.

Without any hesitation, the feet instantly brought a wave of whirlwind, sweeping away a group of scarab beetles that climbed up the broken floor from the endless abyss, and ignored the couple Rick O'Connor and Evelyn whom they encountered on the road. Perhaps his own addition also cleared the obstacles to escape for them. Another point was that Evelyn was actually resurrected, which also caused a slight turmoil in Dismusk's heart. It seemed that turning the dead into a living person was not impossible. Regarding this, I had to check it carefully for a while to stop the inner turmoil. His first goal was Imoton, that good opponent.

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The battle in the central square of the pyramid was approaching. As Rick shot into the heart of the Scorpion Emperor, it directly led to the demise of the Scorpion Emperor. The just awakened Anubis' army from hell was also restless.

The most important thing is that this shot directly led to the collapse of the pyramid; the scene of the earth shaking made Rick and Imoton almost fall into the crack of the ground, and the devil from hell kept grabbing their legs, trying to pull them into the abyss of endless darkness.

Gravels kept falling on the top of the gorgeous and deep yellow walls, and turtle patterns gradually appeared on the floor under her feet. It really felt like the sky collapsed and the earth was cracked. However, sometimes love seemed great in the face of any difficulties. In such a disaster-like situation, Evelyn, who had died once, rushed up without hesitation. The difficult journey, the gravel in the air, and the cracks under her feet did not stop her from moving forward. Her only purpose was to save her husband, the man who kept helping herself in difficulties, the father of the child, the heaven of the woman, and the person she loved; it was not that those who had wandered around the edge of death were more afraid of death, it seemed that nothing was absolute.

Seeing Evelyn rescue Rick, struggling in the cracks on the floor, Emoton, shouting loudly to his lover, he knew that the woman would rush over to save him without hesitation. This love, like the time three thousand years ago, pushed himself away with one hand and alone to block the Pharaoh's guards like a wolf and tiger, like a bright moonlight, pierced the woman's body, and shaped a loyal and stable heart of love; "My body already belongs to others!" A simple sentence supported Emoton to walk to the present in the dark insect-eating mummy coffin, spanning three thousand years. Everything is for love.

"Ansuna, Ansuna... save me!!" Imodon shouted the name of the woman he loved,

However, this time, she got unexpected results. With a scream of fear, Ansuna did not respond to her lover's request for help. The gravel in the air, the cracks under her feet, and the threat of death completely shattered her love for Imoton, or the courage to move forward; love may exist, but it seems extremely empty, pale and powerless in the face of death; she may have valued death too much. At the moment when Imoton asked for help, perhaps it was instinct, perhaps not dominated by thinking, her body betrayed her, she ran away, she abandoned Imoton, abandoned this love that had not been regrettable for more than three thousand years, and finally abandoned all Ansuna under the witness of Dismusk, or this woman with Ansuna looks finally walked to the grave, to the abyss, and punished for the source of all sins in the world - the devour of the scarab beetle.

Imoton, who held his hands on the floor, was still immersed in the shocked expression just now. She abandoned me, and her loyal love that never ceased to die collapsed like this pyramid. She saw the man and woman, Rick O'Connor and Evelyn, who joined hands and retreated, and left her eyes like this. Everything was the result in the end. The unnaturally hot in her eyes, was it pain or disappointment, or despair. Looking at the crack of the sky and the earth, leaving her smile that was even worse than crying, the three thousand years of persistence ended at this moment. She closed her eyes gently in despair, and relaxed her hands gently, feeling the things that had been held for thousands of years, the heavy pressure in her heart at that moment. With the release of her hands, everything became lighter, not the body, but the heart.

The body sinking in the air suddenly shook, and Imodun was shocked. Is she back?! She came to save me... As the saying goes, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. It was not the person in his heart who saved him. He thought it was her, but the fact was so cruel. What greeted him was not the woman's affectionate eyes, but the smile of a man, who smiled so reservedly, so artificially, and so obscenely.

Finally at that critical moment, Dismusk caught up and rushed forward while running. Although his movements were indecent, they were very practical. He grabbed Imoton and faced this tragic opponent, showing a self-confident and warm smile, a bit of a smile. Maybe he had laughed at Anubis too much just now, and his face was still a little cramped, but he felt that this kind of friendly smile was worth having.

"Life is so precious, why does the high priest commit suicide so much?" Dismusk said with a smile on his face.

The two men held hands and looked at each other, and Dismusk kept smiling and waiting for a reply. Imoton looked in pain, but his heart was why it was not her, why, why???

Looking at Imoton's eyes shining, it was the flow of liquid and the beauty of disappointment; Dismusk had to persuade again, "The person you love has long been dead! Sometimes, we have to believe that three thousand years later, what you love may be the woman who looks like Ansuna, maybe she has her former soul, her former voice, appearance, and appearance, but more of it is dominated by the soul of this life. She is not Ansuna, but Ansuna is just a small part of her. The real Ansuna has long been dead, the dead rest in peace, and the living should live strongly. Wake up, Imoton!"

In despair, Imodon was shocked and stared at the opponent in front of him, the person who had caused trouble for him, but he thought in his heart that it was that moment. That night, she pushed me away and faced the Pharaoh's guards. She committed suicide, "My body already belongs to another!" This is everything she had given to the loved ones at that time. She was still her, Annasum, and the woman was no longer her after three thousand years. In this way, Imodon felt relieved. She had been buried on the ground for more than three thousand years. Looking at the man in front of him, Imodon finally said, "Who are you?"

"Dismusk von Heinstein!" Hearing Imoton's reply, Dismusk felt relieved. This guy finally didn't seek death.

"Thank you, Lord Dismusk!" Imoton smiled sincerely, "But she is still waiting for me!"

Imodon waved his hand, and when the power imprisoned by Anubis was restored, he actually shook away Dismusk's helping hand. There was no obstacle in his body. As the undead in the crack pulled down, Imodon completely fell into the kingdom of death and the abyss of the underworld; however, at the moment of falling, he was smiling.

"She has been waiting for me for more than three thousand years, and I want to be with her..."

Dismusk watched all this, his body was still moving, and his hands were still thrown away by Imoton. He was indeed shocked by Imoton's behavior.

"Is everything for love? Is the lost love?! You tmd really touched me..."
Chapter completed!