Chapter 159 London, Night

Chapter 159 · London, Night

"First, since Horus is not just Horus, and Set is not just Set. Then, we must be wary of other forces with mythological backgrounds outside of Egypt. And at present, the most likely to become our enemy is naturally Set's followers."

"And I found something interesting... In mythology, the oldest original vampire actually came from Set. In the oldest period, they referred to the withered corpses that crawled out of the sand dunes. As for the descendants of Cain, it comes from a certain group game setting in the 1990s."

"Of course, the latter may not be wrong in this world. Horus can be Yahweh, and Set may not be Cain. And as long as we analyze the current world situation, we can know that England, where Protestantism is prevalent, is a major suspect. In addition, "The direction of modern popular culture, and the fleet of the Fairy Knights from the so-called Avalon Council covered by fog that we have observed before... then there is a certain possibility. "

"Seth's followers are now in England, in London."

"And what's interesting is that O'Connor and Evelyn are now in London - although O'Connor's fate of holding the Spear of Judgment has been transferred. But the location of the Scorpion Emperor's bracelet is still in Evelyn's previous life dream. So, I guess when Evelyn follows the guidance of the dream and goes to the bracelet location. Whether we are ready or not, the test will begin. And the vampires in England will replace Immorton in the plot and become our obstacles. "

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-'Evelyn, wake up.'

Evelyn opened her eyes silently and breathed softly - she had a dream, and that dream was vague. Looking to the side, her husband O'Connor and her seven-year-old child Alex were both in their sleep. Opposite the bed, the gorgeous clock pointed to the area at three o'clock in the morning.

Eight years ago, the group of weirdos used hundreds of kilograms of gold and jewelry to buy the Black Book of the Dead, and this wealth was enough for her and O'Connor to buy a gorgeous mansion in London and live a luxurious life until they died.

But Evelyn didn't want to live a leisurely life all the time - she longed for adventure and excitement.

"I seem to have had the same dream again." Evelyn got up and gently pushed her husband - the latter was motionless like a dead pig. And she had to give up.

- 'Evelyn, go to the balcony. '

She planned to change her clothes and go to the balcony to get some fresh air.

This was not the first time she had a dream. It started a month ago. She always dreamed of something strange. Blurred, but familiar. She dreamed that she was wearing gorgeous ancient clothes, carrying a treasure chest, and lying in a huge mausoleum.

Dreams are always blurry. Every time, she wants to see the details around her carefully. Every time, she can't successfully touch the end, but can get closer. Two days ago, she finally saw the decoration on the treasure chest, which seemed to be a scorpion. And the style came from ancient Egypt.

In ancient Egypt, the scorpion directly pointed to Serket, the scorpion goddess. It was also one of the aspects of the goddess of life Isis. She had investigated in this direction, but the results were always unsatisfactory.

So she had to find ways to send a telegram to the only person in Egypt who might know about it and had some friendship with her. The telegram was sent to the gravekeeper in the morning, and a reply was received in the afternoon.

[The fate has begun to turn thirty days and nights ago. You are no longer a person with a mission. You just need to wait for good news. ]

Strange words, Evelyn can't understand it very well. But at least it shows that the gravekeeper is indeed aware of what happened to him. After thinking of this, Evelyn's thinking changed. No longer staring at myths and legends, but searching in the direction related to the mausoleum treasure, in short, it is related to the gravekeepers who deal with the tomb.

She soon discovered the legend of the Scorpion King. Then she immediately noticed the bracelet that was the treasure of the Scorpion King. Then, she did some literary research on the place where the Scorpion King hid his treasure. And she initially made some achievements.

It just needs some field research and exploration...

--'Hurry up. '

The action of changing clothes suddenly froze. Some kind of urgency bursting from the depths of her heart made her subconsciously speed up. The time for women to change clothes, even pajamas, which originally took at least ten minutes to complete, was shortened to two minutes.

She walked out of the bedroom and crossed the vast hall. The moment she opened the balcony door, a very strange, but unforgettable face appeared in front of her.

"It's you... it's you!?" She recognized her, she knew her. The woman leaning on the balcony railing had an oriental name called Lan Zhan. And she was one of the weirdos eight years ago!

"It seems that your dream is not over yet." One of the weirdos looked at her and made a sound like a sigh. "I knew it wouldn't be that easy. You're so unlucky to be involved in a war. But... maybe this is also a kind of luck for you?"

"I don't understand what you're talking about?" Evelyn was confused by the woman's words. But she finally caught the key words in her ears.

"Wait. You said dream? Are you referring to my most recent dream? What happened thirty days and nights ago?"

A series of questions came out of Evelyn's mouth. The woman standing on the balcony did not give any response.

Direct response.

"You will know soon." The woman shook her head. "And... after waking up, escape from the door on the right."

"What?" Evelyn asked in confusion.

The next moment, the woman's figure dissipated like smoke. A dark shadow with a strong smell of blood came from the night sky outside the balcony, passing through the dissipated smoke, like a beast, knocking Evelyn to the ground!

Then, opened his bloody mouth!

"Evelyn!"

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"Ah!" Evelyn jumped up from the bed suddenly, and her head almost hit the top of the ceiling.

"Don't come over! Don't come over!" She screamed sharply and shrilly, which is unique to women. In her scream, O'Connor and little Alex were also awakened by fear.

"Eve! It's okay, it's okay." Her husband hugged her tightly, and her eyes went straight to the wall clock in the room. The hour hand and minute hand intertwined, pointing to the three o'clock area.

Three o'clock, two minutes left... three minutes! And the screaming sound will make the attacker reveal his body in advance.

"Run! Run! A monster is coming to catch us!" Evelyn shouted loudly, and she actually exerted more strength than her husband to drag this guy under the bed. She hugged her child with one hand, and then looked at the door and window on the right side of the bedroom. "It was eight years ago! The group of people eight years ago told us that a monster came to the door!"

O'Connor was about to refute-he organized his words in his mind to deal with his overly neurotic partner.

But the next moment...

'Boom--! ' The balcony outside the living room made a sound of the thick wooden door being smashed. And he did not hesitate to grab an unloaded shotgun from the cabinet beside the bed.

"Go!" The action of loading the bullet was still neat even though he had not used force for many years.

And Evelyn had already carried Alex on her shoulders.

"Go over there!" She didn't say 'right', but pointed to the door on the right. And just as she opened the door with Alex in her arms, the door on the other side of the bedroom was torn apart violently by something like a claw!

"Evelyn! O'Connor! Tell me the secret of the Scorpion King!"

A voice came from behind the torn door.

A human voice, accompanied by bloody mist.

A figure was revealed behind the torn door.

The monster's figure was like an upright and strong beast, with no hair on its skin and sharp ears like a goblin.

There are many kinds of goblins, not all of them have graceful figures and petite bodies.

And O'Connor responded to it by pulling the trigger of the shotgun.

'Boom! '

Iron sand splashed. A cloud of blood mist burst out of the monster's body. However, this mortal firearm could only make it stagger. It waved its sharp and huge claws and grabbed O'Connor with an angry roar.

——'Go. '

A voice.

The monster's movements suddenly froze, and then black and red blood foam overflowed from its eye sockets. Invisible power broke through the air and destroyed its thinking and brain.

And the sound of heavy objects falling outside the balcony was heard again.

——'There are many more behind. '

A familiar voice, a female voice. Lan Zhan's voice.

O'Connor did not hesitate any more, he pushed his wife and ran downstairs.

Run.

There were sounds of collision and fighting in the bedroom, and then it quickly turned into angry roars when being fooled. Things like illusions delayed the monsters that arrived later. The archaeological couple could only take their children and flee as quickly as possible.

——'Don't take anything, just rush to the street'

The voice was neither fast nor slow, and the two people holding the child were out of breath.

And when O'Connor and others rushed out of the mansion, the windows upstairs made a sound of breaking.

The windows were broken, and the huge shadows flapping their wings revealed traces. They looked like two human-shaped bats that looked like living people... no, they were even bigger than living people. They crashed into the ground not far away, waving their claws as if they were trying to grab something.

They grabbed nothing, because it was an illusion that only they could see.

Their eyes flashed red. Their sight suddenly locked onto Evelyn and the others.

The man subconsciously stood in front of his wife.

And the next moment——

‘Puff! ’

The blood spurted everywhere, splashing all over his head and face.

The monster turned into biscuits and fragments.

And the huge dark gold giant from eight years ago appeared in front of the two. Stepping on the remains of the monster.

“Long time no see, you two.”

In the distance, the howling and screaming of the monster suddenly came.

London’s night security... is pretty good.