Chapter 332 Scarab

"It seems... you... you have... planned... all of this... from the beginning..."

The numbness that came not far from his body made the mercenary leader unable to resist at all. He froze on the ground. Looking at Chang Emil's shoes covered with yellow sand and dust, he spoke with difficulty and said with a stiff voice Tongue said intermittently.

"If I have learned anything in your world, it is..."

Leaning over and pulling the dagger out of the stiff palm of the mercenary leader, Chang Emil looked at the stiff-faced white mercenary and replied in his usual calm tone: "...Always have one extra hand ready."

After saying that, Chang Emil ignored the mercenary leader's begging eyes and without hesitation swung his dagger across the vulnerable and defenseless neck in front of him.

As a former Wakandan, Chang Emir was not without blood, and the battles between tribes were beyond the imagination of outsiders.

The kind of battles involving the survival of a group often end with the demise of a certain tribe.

Using the dagger to kill the rest of the mercenary team one by one without mercy, Chang Emil dropped the dagger in his hand and wiped his blood-stained palms. Turning around and looking at the huge sarcophagus in the pyramid, he shouted with a respectful expression: "Great High Priest, I have completed what you asked me to do. Now I am the only one left in the entire team, so what next?" Reflecting what you said, the power..."

When it comes to strength, even the calm look in Chang Emil's eyes has changed slightly.

"as you wish!"

In the empty pyramid, Chang Emir's voice echoed.

After a long time, a majestic roar followed.

As the sound fell, the pattern in the center of the huge sarcophagus of the pyramid suddenly flashed with bright red light.

"Put your hand on the seal of the sarcophagus, my slave~"

Hearing the sound coming from the pyramid, Chang Emil's inner throbbing became more intense. He barely suppressed the throbbing in his heart, lowered his head and came to the sarcophagus respectfully. Looking at the strange flashing red pattern, he took a deep breath, then stretched out his thin, dark palm and pressed it on the surface of the sarcophagus.

As Emil Chang placed his palm, a dazzling red light erupted from the sarcophagus again.

Then, under Chang Emil's gaze, the pattern began to twist and move.

The next moment, a cold feeling that seemed to freeze the soul spread from Chang Emil's palm.

At the same time, the insect pattern on the sarcophagus climbed towards the palm of Chang Emil's hand as if it was alive. The pattern circled around Chang Emil's skinny and dark arm, and then twisted its body and stayed on it. On the back of his hand, he moved his body to adjust his direction, and finally turned into a dark pattern imprinted on the back of Chang Emil's hand.

At the same time, as the pattern was imprinted on the back of the hand, a sharp pain suddenly emerged.

Under such huge pain, Chang Emil couldn't help but burst into shrill screams.

"Ah~~~"

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"So, you tell me, Chang Emir?"

Ulysses Crow looked at the old black man with a calm expression in front of him, stared into his eyes, and his tone became colder.

He felt that the opponent seemed to have undergone some subtle changes compared to before. However, the loss of an experienced mercenary team under his command immediately covered up the strange feeling in his heart.

"You were the only one who survived the entire operation?!"

"We had an accident."

Facing Ulysses Crow's question, Chang Emil responded calmly.

Judging from the facts, Chang Emil did not lie. They did encounter an accident. This was a special accident, and he was the only survivor of the accident.

"Accident?"

Obviously, Ulysses Crow did not believe the reasons given by Chang Emil.

He reached out and grabbed the old black man's collar.

His expression gradually turned ferocious: "Then tell me, Emil Chang, what kind of accident could have wiped out a team of experienced mercenaries, but a weak old black dog survived!"

Looking down at Ulysses Crow's arm grabbing his collar, Emil Chang said with a calm expression: "Can I think that your description just now is suspected of racial discrimination?"

"If you think so, that is." Facing Emir Chang's rhetorical question, Ulysses Crow grinned with a mocking smile: "In fact, you should be lucky, Emil Chang, if it weren't for you to If I were still of some use, I would have killed you with one shot as early as when you told me the situation. So, if you want to save your life, don't play tricks on me and just give me the vibranium you know. The channel told me that maybe I can consider forgetting the losses you have caused me and be kind enough to let you go..."

"Okay, I know."

Facing Ulysses Crow's answer, Chang Emil nodded calmly.

Seeing his cooperative performance, a smile appeared on Ulysses Crow's originally distorted face.

Ulysses Crow thought that Chang Emil was responding to his last words, but in fact, Chang Emil obviously expressed his thoughts on his previous words.

As Chang Emil's words fell, he raised his arm slightly, and the next moment, the dark pattern imprinted on his palm suddenly flashed with a dazzling red light.

Immediately afterwards, Ulysses Crow, who had been holding Emil Chang, suddenly felt a slight sting in his palm.

He turned his eyes, and immediately saw that where he was holding Chang Emil's collar, strange insects with shining black colors began to appear and climb up his arms.

"Damn, what is this?!"

Seeing the bug crawling up his arm, the expression on Ulysses Crow's face suddenly changed, and he subconsciously let go of Chang Emil's hand and shook his arm hard in an attempt to shake off the bug. . However, it is obvious that Ulysses Crow's method did not have any effect. With the help of sharp grappling hooks, these bugs were firmly grasped on Ulysses Crow's arms, and then they lifted up With his sharp jaws, he bit the arm he was clinging to without hesitation.

"ah!"

"Boss!"

Hearing the screams coming from Ulysses Crow, the mercenaries guarding the surroundings rushed over without hesitation.

However, facing these mercenary guards rushing over, the expression on Chang Emil's face did not change at all. His eyes flashed slightly, he raised his hand, and in the next moment, countless dark shadows emerged from his body. came out and wrapped up these mercenaries in the blink of an eye.

"Damn, what the hell is this?!"

"Bugs! Why are there so many bugs!"

"Monster, he can control bugs..."

Feeling the squirming figure on his body, the mercenary controlled by the package immediately saw clearly that the things climbing on his body were black beetles.

Seeing the beetles crawling on their bodies, even these experienced mercenaries couldn't help but scream in terror.

Chang Emil couldn't help but frown as the noisy shouts kept coming from his ears.

He raised his hand slightly, and the next moment the beetles wrapped around the mercenaries covered everyone's mouths.

Listening to the quiet voice in his ears again, Chang Emil nodded slightly, and then turned his eyes to look at Ulysses Crow to the side again.

During the time when Chang Emil was using beetles to control the mercenaries, the beetles that climbed up Ulysses Crow's arms did not stop. In just a few seconds, they had completely swallowed Ulysses. ·One of Crow's arms raised his hand to control these beetles to stop their movements and return to his body.

Chang Emil looked down at Ulysses Crow, who was holding his broken arm and wailing continuously. A cold smile finally appeared on his dark face: "Since you care so much about that accident, then I will leave it to you now." The results are shown to you.”

Scarabs, this is the name of these beetles in Chang Emil's body, and it is also the power given to him by the great being sealed in the pyramid. Through the [Scarab Seal] on the back of his hand, he can continuously create scarab creatures like the one in front of him within the range that his body can bear.

As Chang Emil's thoughts turned, the scarabs emerging from his feet cooperated with his will and grabbed Ulysses Crow who fell on the ground.

Taking a step forward, looking at the wailing Ulysses Crow, Emil Chang raised his fingers slightly, and the next moment two black scarabs circled Ulysses Crow's body and climbed onto his head. , staying at the temples at both ends of his head.

Feeling the slight tingling sensation on his temples, Ulysses Crow instantly stopped his wailing, and faced the dark and cold face of Emir Chang with a pale face: "What do you want, money, power, I I can give it to you, as long as you let me go."

He acted tough before because he thought he had the power to be tough. But just now Emil clearly proved to him with his bugs that his so-called power had no effect at all in the opponent's hands. The power of resistance.

In a sense, Ulysses Crow, who was an arms dealer, was a very mellow existence, but it was obvious that his mellowness appeared a little late.

"I have already said that I am not interested in money."

Facing Ulysses Crow's pleading, Chang Emil shook his head indifferently. He looked at Ulysses Crow in front of him and then turned to scan the servants wrapped in scarabs behind him. Bing: "In fact, from the beginning to the end, I have only one purpose, Wakanda!"

Whether he gained power by selling his soul or taking action against Ulysses Klaue and others, Chang Emil only wanted revenge on Wakanda for expelling him from the beginning.

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"As long as you promise to let me go, no matter what the request is, I will agree!"

Holding his broken arm that was constantly bleeding, Ulysses Crow nodded palely in response.

Before, the reason why he did not agree to Emil Chang was because he was unwilling to waste the combat power of his precious mercenary team for the old black man in front of him. After all, for Ulysses Crow, vibranium was his main priority. Target, meaningless fighting serves no purpose other than causing trouble for oneself.

However, now facing the threat of Emir Chang, Ulysses Crow had no room for hesitation.

After all, with the power shown by Emir now, if he did not agree, he might be bitten through the temples by the scarabs on both sides of his head in the next second. If he loses his life, what's the point of the wealth he has been pursuing so hard.

Neither Vibranium nor Wakanda is as important as his own life.

"very good."

After hearing Ulysses Crow's reply, Chang Emil nodded with satisfaction. He opened his fingers slightly and then the scarabs wrapped around the mercenary's body moved quickly and returned to his body. .

The mercenaries who had narrowly escaped death gasped for precious air as they emerged from the scarabs that had wrapped themselves in layers and fell to the ground.

"that……"

Looking at the scarab leaving the mercenary, Ulysses Crow squeezed out a stiff smile on his pale face, looked at Emil Chang in front of him, and carefully pointed at the top of his head with his only remaining arm. Scarab: "Have you forgotten, I still have a bug here."

"No, I didn't forget."

Facing Ulysses Crow's inquiry, Chang Emil raised his head and glanced at him with his cloudy eyes, and replied meaningfully.

After hearing Chang Emil's answer, Ulysses Crow understood instantly.

Feeling the frightening feeling that kept coming from his head, Ulysses Crow forced a smile and said: "Actually, you don't need to be like this. There is never the possibility of going back on what I promised." When he thought of himself One of his arms was bitten off by these scarabs. Now facing this insect parked on his head, Ulysses Crow only felt that his life was threatened at any time.

"This is just an insurance, an insurance that allows both of us to cooperate with peace of mind."

But I don't feel at ease.

Regarding Chang Emil's reply, Ulysses Crow silently complained in his heart, but on the surface he did not dare to complain at all.

Just like what was said in the pyramid before, the most important thing Chang Emil learned outside was to leave a hand.

Gazing across the pale face of Ulysses Crowe in front of him, Chang Emil said coldly: "I will inform you when the time comes for Wakanda to launch."

"clear."

The corner of his mouth twitched. Although Chang Emil said it was a notice, Ulysses Crow knew very well that with a scarab parked above his head and his life was controlled by others, the so-called notice was actually an order.