The Great Demon King

Chapter 98 Out of Sync
To be honest, Qian Song really didn't expect that Mephisto would end up with such a trick to kill them all.

He thought that locking all the magic power of the Demon King and making him powerless to resist would be the end of the matter.

Standing in the dark catacomb, Qian Song sighed and started self-criticism: "The Master said: 'I examine myself three times a day', if you don't deceive me, I must reflect on myself, from now on, I must 100 times more cautious than now!"

The space magic scroll has a limited carrying capacity, and only sent Qian Song, Mephisto and the "serum" inserted into his body.

By the way, there is also a small piece of hospital bed sheet, which was also cut by space magic and brought over.

The incarnation of Mephisto died on the spot, and Qian Song also changed back to human form. His right hand was like a tree root, deeply pierced in the belly of the demon king's corpse. Into the demon core of the main body.

"Tsk tsk... What a dark power, it really doesn't taste as good as the divine breath..." Qian Song's appetite has been whetted. Although it is the first time for his demon core to taste such magical power, it is not as good as the divine breath. Speaking of it, the magic power is still slightly inferior, and it is not at the same level as the power of the mind stone.

Therefore, after draining Mephisto's incarnation, Qian Song's demon pill did not directly upgrade.

Although there is no qualitative improvement, the quantity is sufficient. Therefore, the demon power successfully transformed by the demon core should not be underestimated.

All in all, it's quite profitable to stand up for Thor's ex-girlfriend this time, and I didn't do a loss-making business.

It's just that the situation I'm in right now doesn't seem very good.

Is this the inside of the legendary Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang?
So is he in the core area now, or is he only on the periphery of the underground palace?

"Serum, transform!" Qian Song shook his right hand, disintegrated Mephisto's mummy into flying ash, and then swung the pure white long sword into a sword flower, commanding.

The pure white long sword uttered a sword cry as if in response, and then quickly transformed into a majestic white tiger, walked humbly in front of Qian Song, and lowered its head.

Because of the "green needle skeleton" in the body, the body of the "serum" symbiont is like a king kong, which can change into any shape, but the things it changes into are all pure white.

Don't ask Qian Song why he turned "serum" into a white tiger, he won't tell you that he controls cats, leopards, lions, tigers, and all cats.

………………

Although Qian Song is just a doppelgänger now, he was still swearing a minute ago that he will be 1 times more cautious from now on, there is no reason to slap his face as soon as he finished speaking.

So he transformed, too, into a... louse.

"Lice Man" Qian Song jumped on Baihu's head, and let Baihu lead him to explore the tomb.

"Except for the terracotta warriors and horses, the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang in the previous life has never been successfully robbed. I didn't expect that this Marvel World also has the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang... I'm so excited!" This is Qian Song's innermost thoughts.

Of course, if it wasn't forcibly teleported by Mephisto, he didn't want to disturb the sleeping dragon at all.

The way Mephisto chose to die together was to send Qian Song here, which shows that this is also an extremely dangerous area for a hell lord, so he concluded that Qian Song must die.

What danger can an ancient emperor's cemetery have?
Backstab?poison gas?trap?maze?
The above anti-theft methods should be just a joke to the devil, right?
So Qian Song concluded that the crisis here must not be that simple.

Why so sure?
Qian Song's earth escape technique can no longer be used here, this is the ironclad proof.

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The tomb passage is very dark, but it’s definitely not the kind of darkness where you can’t see your fingers, because the ceiling of the tomb passage is inlaid with night pearls of all sizes, like stars dotted around. Although it is not as bright as incandescent lamps, it is also brighter than ordinary candles. slightly better.

The walls of the tomb passage are composed of pieces of yellow granite of equal size, and the surface is polished very smooth, close to the texture of tiles.

The pads on the white tiger's paws were soft, and the sound of walking was extremely slight, almost silent, but even so, in this deep tomb passage, such a small movement was amplified countless times, and even echoed.

The tomb passage is empty and extremely spacious (it can accommodate six horses pulling carts side by side), and there is almost no oxygen here. Fortunately, Qian Song's avatar and "serum" can not breathe, so the impact is not great.

Also, if the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang was filled with oxygen, wouldn't the cultural relics buried in it have been oxidized and decayed long ago?

Solemn, majestic, and solemn, just a short section of the tomb passage gave Qian Song such an intuitive feeling. It can be seen from this that he recalled the spirit of the Great Qin Dynasty back then.

Turning ahead, there is a 99-step stone staircase. Walking down the stone staircase, Qian Song saw a tall half-open stone door in front of him, with a golden-red light shining from it.

The white tiger continued to move forward, quietly poking his head in through the door.

Qian Song hid among the white hairs behind the white tiger's ears, watching the door.

With just one glance, Qian Song was startled: "I'll be good!"

Don’t laugh that he has never seen the world, if it were you, you would lose your composure—have you seen hundreds of thousands of colorful terracotta warriors and horses forming an army formation?
What kind of visual impact is that?
Domineering, chilling, coercive, and angry.

These terracotta warriors and horses are all carefully crafted and vivid. Each person's face shape, expression, hairstyle, armor and movement have subtle differences. Everyone is different, but they can be integrated with all the fellow robes. 【one】.

How do you say that?

A unity of contradictions.

Senior military officers, infantry, cavalry, archers, chariots, royal hands, the various armies guard each other, interspersed and arranged, making Qian Song dazzled and fascinated. This is much more enjoyable than visiting the Museum of Terracotta Warriors and Horses in the previous life.

It's a pity that Qian Song didn't appreciate it for long, because he heard the snorting of war horses.

After that, as if in an instant, the entire army of terracotta warriors and horses came alive!
Qian Song panicked, and the white tiger under him also panicked.

Suddenly being focused by hundreds of thousands of eyes at the same time, everyone would be nervous, right?

Maybe some international superstars can also see such a grand occasion when they hold a concert, but the key point is that it is not the fans who are watching Qian Song now, but the "resurrected" Daqin Legion!
Qian Song really wanted to shout: "Excuse me, goodbye", but he didn't have the chance.

A senior military officer terra cotta warrior waved a black command flag and shouted: "Left guard, come in!"

In the next second, Qian Song and Baihu were submerged by the tide of the legion, and he couldn't even see how the soldiers moved.

Nearly ten thousand people teleported at the same time?
This Nima is too scary, right?
Is this a formation of troops, or a game of flying chess?

Mephisto's gloating smile before crushing the magic scroll came to Qian Song's mind.

Come to think of it, that terrifying scene at this moment has also been experienced by that hell lord.

"Buzz!"

Just before Qian Song was about to resist, a magnificent bell sounded from nowhere.

Then, Qian Song's consciousness was directly stripped from his body and flew out!

His consciousness and clone lost synchronization for the first time without subjective will.

In the next second, in the apartment room in New York, Qian Song's avatar No. 1 suddenly jumped up from the bed:

"woc!"

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