Africa, Egypt, a lively border market.

A woman with a black mask on her head and barely showing her eyes was walking sneakily on the street, looking around every distance to see if anyone was paying attention to her.

In fact, she is not a native of Egypt, but a distant United States of America named Mora Marktagert, an outstanding female CIA agent.

According to the impression of map data in his mind, Mora quickly came to the outside of a large stone house and quickly slipped into the yard while no one was around.

In this stone courtyard, there is a middle-aged uncle with sunglasses and a waist gun who is organizing a flower blanket on the ground. In fact, under this flower blanket is a passage to the underground mausoleum. The flower blanket covers the entrance of the passage. Live, invisible to outsiders.

"Do you sell carpets here?"

Mora asked her middle-aged uncle, who was coming face to face with a wary look, in her Egyptian language, which was not particularly proficient.

Of course, Mora knew that there was something wrong with that rug. She was just pretending to be ignorant in order to relax the other's vigilance.

"You can't come in here casually!"

The middle-aged uncle with sunglasses waved his hand from side to side, signalling that it belongs to private territory, and let Mora leave here quickly.

"That rug is beautiful. Does it sell?"

Mora continued to pretend to be stupid, staring at the carpet with her longing eyes and asking reluctantly.

"I said, you can't come in ..."

The middle-aged uncle in sunglasses reached out and tried to push Mora out of the backyard door and drive her away.

However, only half of what he said, Mora ’s innocent little eyes flashing with crystalline tears suddenly changed, and there was a bit of fierceness in his eyes. Raising his hand was a powerful side-handed attack, which struck him On the throat.

After being hit hard by this, the middle-aged uncle with sunglasses couldn't breathe for a while, and subconsciously pricked his hand into his throat, unable to breathe, as if he was about to suffocate.

Seizing this opportunity, Mora's eyes quickly grabbed the pistol inserted in the middle-aged uncle's waist, knocked him **** the head with a heavy metal butt, knocked him out, and fainted on the spot. .

After getting the guy in charge of guarding, Mora removed the black scarf covering 90% of the head, took off the long black coat, and dressed in a lightweight denim, and walked to this weird flower carpet.

According to information gathered by the CIA's resident office in Egypt, this stone courtyard is definitely tricky, and it is said that it is buried with secrets about a powerful mutant.

As a result, Mora, the beautiful female man, was given a heavy responsibility by the CIA and came here alone to prepare to investigate the truth further. If she succeeds, then it can prove that the female agents of the CIA are not inferior to the male agents, and should not be biased against women's field capabilities!

Mora stooped down and opened the flower carpet, and it turned out that this was a covered entrance, and there was a dark and deep stone passage hidden beneath it.

Mora opened the small one-shoulder leather bag she had on her body, took out a long-prepared full electric flashlight from the bag, held the flashlight, and carefully climbed down the wooden ladder.

After entering the underground space, Mora found that the area of ​​the underground space was larger than expected, and the various passageways were dazzling. There were piles of stones everywhere, and occasionally you would see them in the eyes. The stone structure of individual triangles looks like the shape of a pyramid.

It is not difficult to speculate that here was an ancient pyramid many years ago. Later, the pyramid collapsed and was buried underground. With the development of history and the passage of time on the surface, it has become a frontier market where people live today. .

Mora held a flashlight in one hand and a mobile phone in the other, taking pictures of what she found valuable along the way, such as the collapsed pyramid tips, ancient unknown murals, and white bones pressed in the stones. and many more.

After a short search, Mora gradually heard that deeper in the ruins of this pyramid, there was a faint voice of a group of people.

"It turns out there are others out there, and it seems I have to be more careful."

Mora adjusted the light intensity of the flashlight to the weakest level, and the movement under the foot was more gentle. According to the feeling in the ear, the trajectory of the sound was moved deeper.

Soon, she came near the sound source.

In the eyes of a group of Egyptian indigenous people, they knelt down with their hands folded reverently around the tip of a special pyramid.

Mora hastily found a corner with good vision and at the same time not easy to detect, and silently hid there, observing the strange things the Egyptian indigenous people were doing.

"Almighty God!"

"Please give us strength, please give us power!"

"Great Almighty God!"

"We are your faithful believers, so please give us strength, please give us power, please give us light!"

"..."

A dozen Aboriginals bowed their knees as they muttered the words of respect.

Thinking about it, the dim and dim light of the pyramid, which is the shell of the emperor's coffin in which Apocalypse slept, suddenly brightened.

Almighty God finally manifested!

The faces of these indigenous peoples all showed excited smiles, their hearts were extremely excited, and the posture of kneeling bowed down even lower, expressing their absolute devotion without hesitation.

Over time ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ The light on the tip of the pyramid is getting brighter and brighter, even to the level of glare that stings the human eye.

The believers kneeling around, you look at me, I look at you, and under the lead of an oldest old man, he quickly stood up with his hands on his hands, tilted his head to cover his eyes, and dare to use the corner Yu Guang looked at the dazzling tip of the pyramid in front of him, and kept backing.

Seeing this miraculous scene, Mora's heart became hot, but she did not expect that she would have such a big gain this time out of the field!

Mora quickly hurried the hand holding the mobile phone out of the shelter and filmed the "miracle" scene at the scene.

The so-called no picture, no truth, if Mora does not shoot convincing actual evidence, she is expected to tell the miracles she saw here today, few people will believe, especially those old-fashioned CIA.

At the same time, the apocalypse sleeping in the coffin at the tip of the pyramid, slowly called up by his followers, opened his blue eyelids and opened his deep eyes.

After five thousand years, the first mutant in the world, Apocalypse finally woke up again!