American comics: Starting from the Dimensional Demon

Ta ta ta...

The sky was dim, and on the chaotic streets, Coulson, Natasha, and Yan Shuangying were running forward with all their might.

The streets were filled with dense traffic and panicked crowds, some vendors hurriedly packing up their belongings, eager to rush home.

Whoosh!

A mummy brandished its blade, forcing back a vendor, then leaped from a fruit-laden cart.

"Ah--! My child!"

Someone screamed in fear, a child standing blankly in front of the mummy, at a loss; the approaching mummy showed no mercy, its jaws snapping violently as it raised its icy blade.

"No!"

"Alas..."

Some passersby couldn't bear to watch and closed their eyes, lamenting the child's fate.

The next second.

Bang!

A bullet shot out and struck the mummy's forehead, piercing it accurately.

The raised blade fell weakly to the ground, and the mummy thumped and knelt before the child.

The child's mother quickly scooped up her child and looked gratefully at the person who had rescued them.

Kacha.

Holding guns in both hands, Yan Shuangying suddenly turned around.

"What are you doing? Hurry up and go!"

Coulson ran a few steps before realizing that Yan Shuangying hadn't followed; he shouted anxiously.

"You guys go first, leave this to me!"

Calmly watching more than a dozen mummies knock over the crowd and step on cars as they ferociously surrounded him, Yan Shuangying held his guns, his eyes filled with indifference.

These damned mummies were a bit... infuriating him.

What was needed now wasn't fighting, but investigating the bald old man's weakness as much as possible; he cared so much about this book, there might be secrets about him recorded in it.

Coulson stared into Yan Shuangying's eyes, those eyes were incomparably firm, his will unshakeable; he knew he couldn't stop this man, so...

Pa.

Tossing a communicator into Yan Shuangying's hand, Coulson said in a deep voice.

"Don't you dare die, we need you!"

"Don't worry, they can't keep me here."

Yan Shuangying's reply was firm and decisive; even in a different era and a different world, from Japanese devils to mythological mummies, his gun-holding hand wouldn't tremble in the slightest.

Hua--

Flicking his long coat, Yan Shuangying strode forward, facing more than a dozen knife-wielding mummies alone; Coulson watched his resolute back and secretly praised.

So Man!

So, he took one last look at Yan Shuangying, left a "Don't die," and then followed Natasha to quickly leave the area.

Kacha.

"Of course."

Holding guns in both hands, Yan Shuangying displayed his kingly aura to the fullest, every vibration in the air was captured by him, watching these mummies pouncing on him, he emptied his bullets in a split second of 0.7 seconds.

Bang bang bang bang bang!

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Another corner of the city.

Arthur Harrow carefully passed through the crowd, cautiously looking around, and activated the portal to the Giza Pyramid.

Kaka Kaka, the wall in front of him opened to both sides like building blocks, Arthur smiled and stepped inside.

"That damned bald old man, after I release the goddess Ammit, I will definitely deal with you first!"

But in a corner he couldn't see, a humanoid sand was spinning behind him, also barging in.

The following development was unremarkable, just like in the original story, Arthur's power multiplied several times after absorbing Ammit's avatar power, easily crushing the five god avatars inside the pyramid.

"Hahahaha... Come out, Goddess Ammit!"

He laughed loudly and raised the crocodile staff, about to smash it on the ground...

Pa.

His right shoulder suddenly sank, and a familiar cold snort entered his ears.

Dense quicksand climbed up his calf, firmly trapping his body on the ground.

"Hmph... my servant, keeping you was indeed very useful, you actually found me such a good place~"

[Emotional Value from Arthur Harrow +1786]

"Im-Imhotep?!"

His voice surprised and somewhat distorted, Arthur's face unsightly as he slowly turned his head, looking at Imhotep's face in disbelief.

I even hid here, and you can still find me, is this even reasonable?

"Wait! Shouldn't you be?"

"Hmph hmph... Although the Book of the Dead is important, after seeing you few god avatars, I suddenly changed my mind."

Walking out from behind him, spreading his hands as much as possible, Imhotep spoke of his great ideals.

"Anck-su-namun I want to revive, the curse imposed by the gods, and the hatred of sealing me for 3000 years, I will avenge them all!"

Yes, fish and bear's paw, I, Imhotep, want them all!

The quicksand beneath him turned into a flowing whip, hanging the five god avatars who had fallen to the ground in mid-air; Imhotep ignored the lives of these people, and in just an instant, he drained all the vitality and divine power from their bodies.

"Oh... Comfortable~"

Absorbing the power of these avatars, a flush appeared on Imhotep's face, he casually discarded the five dried corpses on the ground, and ordered Arthur.

"Go, release Ammit."

"Ah?"

"Go do it!"

"Yes yes."

Watching the madness in Imhotep's eyes, Arthur also couldn't figure out what he was going to do, but he didn't dare hesitate, as the quicksand shackles on his body dissipated, Arthur forcefully struck the ground with the purple-glowing crocodile staff.

Dong--

A large amount of purple mist rose from the ground, and a huge form was slowly appearing from the mist.

Crocodile head, lion torso, hippopotamus hindquarters, the goddess Ammit in ancient Egyptian mythology, symbolizing truth, justice, and order!

But Arthur was suffering in his heart, the goddess he had been thinking about was released, but he couldn't feel any joy.

He watched Imhotep appear behind Ammit like a ghost, and before Ammit could realize it, he insidiously stabbed a serpentine golden sword into her heart.

Puchi~

Blood splattered everywhere, as soon as she appeared, Ammit's vision went black, and she was in unbearable pain.

[Emotional Value from Ammit + 3444]

Before she could see the attacker's appearance clearly, endless raging sand covered her, and thousands of spears pierced her.

Imhotep laughed wildly, vigorously drawing on Ammit's power. In Arthur's terrified gaze, he roared.

"The gods, must all die--!"

[Emotional Value from Arthur Harrow + 1799]

......

Khonsu had to admit, he was dumbfounded when he first entered the Giza Pyramid.

Not only had five god avatars turned into dried corpses, but "Ammit" had also been completely released by Arthur Harrow, but what made him even more dumbfounded was that he smelled another person on "Ammit."

That was—the scent of a blasphemer!

"You are Imhotep, not Ammit!"

Even the calmest voice couldn't hide the shock in his heart, his bird skull almost fell to the ground, a storm raged in his heart, how could this person named Imhotep? How dare he slaughter gods?!

[Emotional Value from Moon God Khonsu + 3333]