Let Tatsuno and others come over to respond just in case.
I just didn't expect it to actually come in handy.
Jiang Wenming was also curious at this time about who was inside the sarcophagus.
Looking at the runes above, it's more of a seal than a preservation.
This is also the reason why Jiang Wenming took the risk to snatch the coffin.
Don't worry about what it is, it's so tightly protected, let's rob it first.
He glanced at the time.
There are two minutes left before the start of the game.
He believed that with Tatsuno's strength, two minutes would be enough for him to run back.
As long as you return to China, no matter who you are, everyone counts, and you have to stay with me when you come!
Of course, this is for those gods who have lost their divine bodies.
Although those gods can leave their homeland for a short time, their strength will be greatly weakened.
If it is a god with intact body like the Seven Gods, it will be more difficult to deal with it.
Especially now that the Chinese heroic spirits have left.
Just as he was thinking, a majestic figure appeared above the mythical arena.
Jiang Wenming felt a gaze on him and quickly raised his head to check.
I saw Ying Zheng appearing in the sky over China at some unknown time.
"His Majesty the First Emperor, why are you back again?"
Jiang Wenming was a little confused.
Haven’t all the heroic spirits and sages of the human race left?
Why is he back?
"I met King Wen on the way. He said that I still have a disaster to come and asked me to come back."
Qin Shi Huang Ying Zheng looked at Jiang Wenming with a complicated expression.
"I hope you can help me survive this death disaster!"
Ying Zheng sighed inwardly.
When I first met him, he was just a frail little guy. In just half a month, he had already grown to this point.
Even his own death disaster must be resolved by relying on the other party's help.
"Are you going to play in this round?"
Jiang Wenming heard the meaning of the other party's words and was immediately shocked.
"Otherwise? Why do you think I'm here?"
Ying Zheng looked at Jiang Wenming funny.
"But, didn't the host say that the turntable needs to be chosen randomly?"
Jiang Wenming remembered what the rules said.
Ying Zheng looked at him with a half-smile.
Call him smart, he is really clever most of the time.
Call him stupid, sometimes the questions he asks are indeed stupid.
"Why do you think the Saints created the Mythical Arena? Is it really just for random battles?"
Ying Zheng asked rhetorically.
Jiang Wenming was stunned, and the previous battle began to flash through his mind.
It seems like every group of players has something in common.
Jiang Wenming looked at Ying Zheng in shock: "Could it be..."
"As long as you understand it in your heart, there is no need to say it out loud. This is the game of the saints. You, me and other gods are just pawns in the game."
Ying Zheng sighed.
He claims to be the emperor of the ages, but in the end, he cannot escape the fate of being used as a pawn.
Just like that sentence, when you look down at all living beings, have you ever thought that someone above your head is also looking down at you!
"Okay, get ready to start the game!"
Ying Zheng looked at the time and signaled Jiang Wenming to come to the stage to draw lots.
[Representatives from both sides are invited to come to the stage to draw lots. 】
The figure of the host Bobby appeared on the ring on time.
Jiang Wenming glanced at the opposite side, suppressed the doubts in his heart, and slowly turned the big turntable.
The turntable rotates rapidly.
When he finally stopped, the name of Qin Shihuang Ying Zheng fell on him.
Ying Zheng smiled calmly, took one step forward, and landed on the ring.
At this time, he was wearing a black dragon robe with gold patterns and a bronze sword on his waist.
Standing on the stage, looking down at everyone, showing off the emperor's style.
On the other side, the favored one from Egypt also started to turn the dial.
Soon a golden light flashed and landed on a name.
"King of Heroes—Gilgamesh!"
When Jiang Wenming saw this name, he felt like his scalp was going to explode.
No wonder Ying Zheng said he was in danger!
It turns out that his opponent is Gilgamesh!
Jiang Wenming didn’t know much about Egyptian mythological figures, but Gilgamesh definitely counted as one.
This emperor was a legend throughout his life.
His experience was not only very similar to that of Ying Zheng, but even worse.
Because he once almost destroyed the Egyptian pantheon.
Others can at most compare themselves to gods with mortal bodies, but this one has truly enslaved gods!
If his lifespan had not come to an end, the Egyptian pantheon might have been destroyed by him.
Jiang Wenming couldn't understand what the Egyptian gods thought, and they actually released this tyrant!
You must know that the hatred between the two parties can be described as irreconcilable.
With the character of this tyrant, how could he obey the arrangements of the Egyptian gods?
Just when he was shocked, a golden beam of light suddenly lit up in the sky.
An elegant and noble young man appeared. He was extremely handsome, not inferior to Erlang Shen. His red pupils and golden hair looked both evil and divine.
He is the oldest and most powerful king in Egyptian history!
King of Heroes——Gilgamesh!
"Wow, so handsome!"
"Who is this god? Does anyone know him?"
"This appearance is not inferior to Erlang Shen in any way!"
"Erlang God is a cold male god, and this one is a charming little naughty dog. It's a pity that he is not our Chinese god."
"What's the pity? His Majesty the First Emperor is also very handsome, okay? He is no more mature and stable than a puppy?"
"That's right! Come on, His Majesty the First Emperor!"
"..."
Even Jiang Wenming has to admit that Gilgamesh is indeed very good-looking.
Both appearance and figure are in perfect golden ratio.
Suddenly, Jiang Wenming discovered an anomaly.
The opponent's left arm seemed to be missing half.
"Is it true? It can't be such a coincidence, right?"
Jiang Wenming thought of his previous incarnations, who seemed to have snatched a sarcophagus in the Egyptian pyramid.
Thinking of this, Jiang Wenming quickly turned his attention outside the ring.
Sure enough, I saw Long Ye's figure.
Long Ye, who was watching the game outside the ring, smiled and made an OK gesture to Jiang Wenming when he saw him looking towards him.
The sarcophagus had been successfully brought back to China. When they opened the sarcophagus, they found that there was only half an arm inside. Tatsuno was upset about this for a while and felt that it was not worth it.
But when he saw Gilgamesh in the ring, he suddenly understood everything.
I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, this kid Jiang Wenming is so clever.
This can successfully cut off the beard!
That arm is currently being guarded by the four holy beasts.
It wasn't that they didn't want to destroy it, but they were worried that Jiang Wenming had other uses, so they stayed.
In the arena.
Gilgamesh wears a white cloak with gold patterns, and a small and exquisite dagger hanging from his waist.
At this time, he was looking at Ying Zheng with a playful expression.
When he was sizing up Ying Zheng, Ying Zheng was also sizing him up.
Although the opponent was missing an arm and looked a little careless, Ying Zheng felt an unprecedented pressure on the opponent.
"No wonder King Wen said it was a death disaster. It is indeed very strong."
Ying Zheng thought to himself.
At this moment, Gilgamesh on the opposite side suddenly said: "You humble slave, you still don't kneel down when you see me!"
