Chapter 244 Prayer

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With splashes of water, the jeep with its deformed shell crashed heavily into the purple Styx.

The sudden impact caused the surrounding souls to mistakenly think that it was an attack from the masked men.

Almost instantly, the souls in the river began to flee frantically, centered on the fallen vehicle.

The huge noise naturally attracted the attention of the masked man floating on the river.

They raised their scepters, looked in the direction of the vehicle, and then flew over quickly.

At this time, Zhang Hao in the car was hitting the window with great effort.

This weird purple river water seems to have great power in every drop.

The river water was only half submerged, and the car shell made of special materials began to make an overwhelmed squeaking sound.

"Damn it!" Zhang Hao endured his physical discomfort and tried his best to smash the car window with his weapon.

Finally, with the sound of glass breaking, a large amount of purple river water poured into the cab.

The moment his skin touched the river water, a bone-deep cold hit Zhang Hao.

This temperature seemed to freeze his soul.

Zhang Hao could clearly feel that the strength in his body was losing, and his hands began to shake uncontrollably.

After realizing the changes in his body, Zhang Hao desperately wanted to climb out of the car.

He instinctively wanted to mobilize the spiritual power in his body, but was surprised to find that the abundant spiritual power in his body disappeared without a trace, as if it had evaporated.

Not only that, even his vocation was completely unresponsive.

Not daring to hesitate, Zhang Hao gritted his teeth, held on to the car window, tried his best to move his body out, and climbed onto the roof of the car.

His body was lying limp on the roof of the car. Before he could take a breath, he saw a group of mysterious people wearing masks flying towards him from the corner of his eye.

The mysterious masked men had their bodies wrapped in countless bandages and held golden staffs in their hands, with scarlet gems inlaid on the top of the staffs.

With just this glance, endless fear arose in Zhang Hao's heart.

His heart began to beat violently, as if the soul in his body was reminding him crazily based on instinct.

escape!

This was Zhang Hao's first thought, but...

Looking at the purple river water around him, Zhang Hao looked desperate.

Where can I escape...

He clenched his hands tightly, the veins on his arms kept bulging, and finally let go weakly.

Looking at this hellish world, Zhang Hao smiled bitterly.

"So weak...I..."

After smiling bitterly, Zhang Hao silently stretched his hand to his waist and took out his dagger.

As a soldier, he longs for strength all the time. He has seen too many strong men and understands the gap between himself and the strong.

On the battlefield, he also saw too many extremely powerful beasts.

He will be nervous and even more afraid, but as a soldier, he will not...

give up!

Even if he is defeated, he will die while wielding the sword!

Even if you die, you must die standing!

Losing is the fact, death is the result, and wielding the knife is the proof of his existence.

"Little Master, I'm sorry..." Zhang Hao looked sad, "It would be fine if I didn't take you out..."

After saying that, Zhang Hao clenched the dagger in his hand, and then launched his final attack on the mysterious masked man who rushed towards him.

The cold light on the dagger blade drew a perfect arc in the air, and then penetrated the body of the mysterious masked man...

This was not a hit, Zhang Hao's right hand did not receive any feedback from the dagger.

His attack failed, and the opponent's body was just a shadow.

The next moment, the golden scepter struck Zhang Hao's chest.

The soul body was drawn out by the golden scepter.

"Is that myself..."

Zhang Hao, who was knocked away by the golden scepter, stared blankly at the backs of the soldiers on the vehicles that were about to be submerged in front of him.

He was trying to understand everything around him, but the world didn't give him any chance to think.

From the strong dizziness he felt when he broke into the giant door, to the feeling of weakness after falling into the river, Zhang Hao didn't have any time to get familiar with this hell-like world.

After the mysterious masked man pulled out Zhang Hao's soul, he tied it up with a chain.

At this time, the masked man nearby also rushed over.

"البشرية الحية (living human being?)"

“أَخْرِجُوهُ إِلَى بَيْتِ فِرْعَوْنَ.

After a brief exchange, the masked man took Zhang Hao's soul and began to walk towards the other side of the river.

The chains on his body seemed to have a strange power, which made Zhang Hao's soul extremely weak.

'What are they talking about? ’ Zhang Hao’s consciousness was a little dazed.

But he didn't dare to faint because he wasn't dead yet...

Zhang Hao tried hard to open his eyes.

It was at this time that Zhang Hao, who was captured by the masked man, finally saw part of the world.

Endless darkness, the black moon in the sky, two huge intertwining rivers, and the souls constantly struggling in the river water.

Zhang Hao looked at everything around him with complicated eyes. All the scenery here were very similar to the Egyptian murals he had studied before.

"It turns out that the underworld... really exists..."

Suddenly, Zhang Hao felt a little more hopeful.

He thought of his parents who died in battle.

If death in the Desert of Death really leads to the Egyptian underworld, then his parents will probably have a happy next life.

After all, they are so upright and kind...

Will they meet Lord Anubis...

Will Lord Anubis hear my prayers...

It turns out that I didn't believe in the wrong god...

God...really exists...

Zhang Hao laughed, and he laughed very happily.

He didn't know what happened in the Egyptian underworld.

When he knew that the underworld really existed, his belief in Anubis reached a peak.

'Thank you, thank you for letting my parents' souls rest in peace...'

'If you can hear my prayers, can I beg you, please help me find a child...'

'It is my sin to break into the underworld, I can atone for everything I have done...'

'The child is still young, he shouldn't come here at this age, someone is waiting for him to go home...'

'If you can hear it, please help me, I am willing to give you everything I have...'

'Please... Please...'

The weak soul kept praying and praying.

His eyes became extremely pious, as if he was a fanatical believer.

‘Please…’

After an unknown amount of time, the mysterious masked man flew to the shore.

After determining his direction, the masked man pulled the chain in his hand and was about to take Zhang Hao’s soul ashore.

However, just as he left the river and walked forward, his body suddenly stopped.

The masked man turned back suddenly.

The loose chain had been stretched straight, and the bound soul was half soaked in the water, like an anchor, firmly fixed on the shore.

The mysterious masked man pulled the chain hard.

Not moving at all!

The motionless soul seemed to have angered the mysterious masked man.

Accompanied by a whisper, the masked man’s body began to emit purple light, and the bandages on his body were like tentacles, following the iron chain and wrapping around Zhang Hao’s soul.

‘Please…Please…’

Zhang Hao had lost all consciousness and was just praying on instinct.

After making sure that Zhang Hao’s soul was tightly bound, the masked man exerted force again.

This time, under the dual effects of bandages and chains, Zhang Hao's soul began to slowly move toward the shore.

The competition of unknown forces made Zhang Hao's soul plow a deep gully on the shore.

The body of the mysterious masked man trembled wildly, and it seemed that he had exhausted all his strength.

"Please..."

The praying soul, the entangled chains, the pulling mysterious man, and...

The terrifying, great, and irresistible whisper that seemed to come from the underworld.

"Then... as you wish..."