"How could there be lightning in this blue sky and white sun?" Lin Qing looked up.

At some point in the cloudless desert sky, dark clouds had condensed, gradually condensed one by one, and finally formed a blue face!

Apocalypse’s face!

The face of apocalypse formed by dark clouds grew big and laughed wildly: "Lin Qing, you really don't know how to live or die. You dare to enter the memory palace world I created. You will die without a burial place."

Lin Qing didn't speak, and accelerated his flight in the desert. His divine eyes were like lightning, searching for the tribe where the apocalypse was!

Seeing that Lin Qing didn't speak, Tianqi sneered: "Even if you want to go out now, it's too late. Please accept the fate of death."

One after another, lightning bolts came down from the blue dark clouds and slashed towards Lin Qing.

If someone looks from the sky, they can see a strange scene.

The desert is shining brightly, and the sky is gone.

A flying man was born, with dark clouds on his head, lightning and lightning forming a formation, as if he was about to tear him apart.

Lin Qing's speed was like lightning, and he rushed through the lightning array with a left and right.

"Where is the tribe of Sabah Nur? By the way, the plot says that you will fight guerrillas with the Pharaoh's army near the mountainous areas. So that's it."

Lin Qing glanced at the Egyptian desert and some barren hills in the distance. He knew it in his heart and accelerated away.

The apocalypse was eager to kill Lin Qing, and the lightning bombardment was bombarded all the way. Lin Qing was indeed hit several times, but he could increase his speed before fatal damage.

There were a few dark wounds on his body, but his eyes were still as firm as iron, and they were faster.

"Damn the rat!" The apocalypse became even more furious and the dark clouds became heavier.

Lin Qing's eyes suddenly lit up when he was in the sky.

"Have it!"

A fierce battle was breaking out wherever his eyesight was, at the junction of the mountains and the desert.

One side is the army of Egyptian pharaohs.

Because their battle flag is Anka!

Anka originated from an ancient Egyptian mysterious symbol, representing the meaning of life and has always been a symbol of ancient Egypt.

Whether it was the total war in Rome or civilization, Egyptian symbols were the Anka symbols.

Anka is the symbol of life in ancient Egypt, and the image of the loafer buckle. The circle on the top is also a symbol of the sun on the horizon, suggesting reincarnation and regeneration. The horizontal and vertical strips of the cross represent the power of women and men respectively. Anka, which combines the symbols of men and women, suggests the ability to reproduce and create.

Even without the Anka flag, Lin Qing could see the belonging of this powerful brigade from the more exquisite equipment, such as the exquisitely painted Egyptian pharaoh chariots with sharp sickles on both sides, and the iconic Egyptian crescent shield that shines in the infantry array.

They were the army of Egyptian pharaohs.

In front of this army, there was a mighty general.

Ozmans Diaz!

At this time, the most brave and warlike general under the Egyptian Pharaoh!

He was wearing golden armor and military uniform, wrapped in a strong body like a sculpture of a god. He looked majestic and arrogant, looking down on the enemy who was about to be defeated.

The other party was wrapped in a black turban, all riding desert ponies, holding spears and spears, which should be the person Lin Qing was looking for.

Hum, the tribe of Sabah, Nur!

This nomadic tribe has only a thousand men, but they are all brave and brave, yelling loudly in the desert, fighting the Pharaoh's army to the death.

"The Apocalypse is there!" Lin Qing's eyes lit up.

He saw that in the middle of the tribe, a particularly powerful warrior in black, and a young man with gray skin and blue lips were looking at the battlefield in a little excited and panic.

Hum, Sabah, Nur!

This is still the apocalypse of mankind.

Lin Qing pounced on him.

Staring at the fierce battle, Eun Sabah Nur looked at the tribal leader with some fear, the first warrior Bar: "Chief, we are not opponents of the Pharaoh's army, so we should hand me over."

His patriarch Bar, a man with a hooked nose, wide forehead, deep eyes and ambitious eyes, glanced at En Sabah Nur coldly.

Hum Sabah Nur immediately felt like falling into an ice cellar.

"Listen!" Barr captured Nur and shouted, "Don't forget who picked you up as an abandoned baby in the desert, and who has always given you protection and survived from the hostile people around you. Who gave your name? I! All of me! Now your life is mine. You are the God-selected person who prophesied in the prophecy, who will surely destroy Pharaoh's unchanging rule and make me ascend to the throne of Pharaoh! Now let me go to the mountains, where we will destroy Pharaoh's army and defeat Ozmansdias!"

Nur nodded in fear, followed Barr, rode a horse to break through, and rushed into the mountainous area.

Ozmansdias looked at his army with satisfaction, about to defeat the rebellious nomads, his eyes turned cold and he shouted: "Bar! I will give you another chance. According to the order of Pharaoh Kang, you will be able to survive! Otherwise, you will die!"

While riding a horse to break through, Bar laughed wildly and said, "Tell Pharaoh Kang, let him eat Xiang! Nur will definitely overthrow his rule. The blood feud of our tribe will be settled one by one."

Nur was by his side and followed closely.

Ozmans Diaz's eyes were cold: "Do you think you can escape from my hands? Catch them! Leave the blue skin and kill the others!"

Under his command, the sickle chariots in the Egyptian pharaoh's army quickly surrounded the two wings, trying to stop Bar and Naur.

The sickle chariot, each with a sharp long sword more than one meter long on each wheel, is equipped with a chariot master and an elite spear warrior. He is the elite of the Egyptian pharaoh army. When fighting with the surrounding Persians, Greeks, Assyrians, North African nomads and other forces, he has made great achievements and can be called a human leg harvester.

When a series of sickle chariots attacked one after another, both the cavalry and infantry on the other side were all crushed and cut in half.

But Barr was extremely brave. He rode a war horse and threw his spear like lightning. He threw four spears in a row, hitting the chest of four sickle chariots. Four chariots that had lost control collided with each other. The spear warriors on the chariot were knocked away, cut by a horse pedal, and their stomachs were broken and intestines were flowed.

Nur beside him, his eyes were straight.

He was abandoned since childhood and faced a harsh living environment. Everyone discriminated against him and laughed at him.

He learned very early that only strength can protect him in this cruel world.

Seeing Barr's power, Nur'er's eyes were bright.

"This is the power, the fittest can survive!" he murmured.

But dozens of sickle chariots remained crazily storming and slaughtering nomadic tribes.

Barr sneered, his spear flew up and down, and picked up one chariot after another, and overturned the sickle chariot one by one in the desert.

The sharp sickle always passes by him, as if Barr has countless pairs of eyes, can see all directions and listen to all directions, and always judges the enemy's attack direction in advance.

The spear in his hand was already covered with the blood of the enemy, but Barr's power was still full of explosive power. Every move and move could make the attacking sickle chariot driver and spearman, and stabbing the attacking sickle chariot driver and spearman with one spear, piercing through the throat or chest.

Bar, led Nur all the way to break through.

There were only a dozen of the most elite tribal warriors left by him, and the remaining tribal warriors were surrounded by the pharaoh's army and brutally massacred.

Barr had no mercy. It seemed that he was abandoned by him, and he was just a group of passers-by, galloping wildly with Naur, rolling up waves of dust in the desert, and was about to disappear into the smoke and dust.

Ozmansdias was furious and rushed up with the general guards himself, but he could not stop Barnur's escape.

Lin Qing smiled slightly.

"This time, I will do a favor to Pharaoh, Conqueror Kang!"

He rushed down quickly and rushed towards Barr and his group.

"Nuer, that is, the Youth Apocalypse, will definitely put the war Horcrux on it to absorb the war chaos aura that erupts in the desert at all times, nourish his Horcrux, and provide energy for his continuous resurrection!"

Lin Qing's eyes were clear and he flew towards him.

Bar and Naur were running, and suddenly looked up and saw a young warrior, majestic and flying towards him!

A deep fear was cast in his deep eyes.

He knew that the person who came here was not good, so he definitely didn't come to help him.

Maybe it was Pharaoh Kang, or Ozman Sdias's helper!

Looking at Lin Qing who was swooping down like lightning, a trace of extreme joy appeared in Nur'er's blue eyes.

"Is this a powerful force? One day, I will also have this powerful force."

Lin Qing saw clearly that Nur was indeed holding something similar to a box in his arms!

War Horcrux!

It was indeed not as expected.

The last Horcrux needed to destroy Apocalypse was indeed hidden in his memory palace world by Apocalypse and placed in his own hands.

In the world where Youth Apocalypse survives, war and killing are everywhere, and it is definitely a good place for war Horcrux to absorb energy.

This is the last barrier of apocalypse, the root cause of his continuous resurrection.

Lin Qing continued to speed up and his eyes were firm.

"Apocalypse, you have no way to stop me from destroying the Horcrux of War!"

"Even if you are the god of this world, you cannot create something out of nothing and create a loyalist out of thin air, right? You are already betrayal of all relatives and no Four Knights will work hard for you!"

In the sky and in the dark clouds, two evil eyes gradually emerged.

Apocalypse.

He stared coldly at Lin Qing who was rushing towards Naur at high speed, but there was no fear in his eyes, but there was a hint of pride of prey taking the bait.

"Lin Qing, I admit that your judgment is indeed accurate. You can tell where I hide the war Horcrux, and you can also guess the timeline of my treasure. You can even understand that in this world, I cannot create something out of nothing, create a powerful force that is loyal to me and can kill you. But unfortunately, you still miscalculated one move."
Chapter completed!