The system is the king of the counterattack master

How could this be?
Han Xiaodong's thoughts raced, but he couldn't figure out what happened to him.

His last memory was that he was bitten by that corpse, and when he opened his eyes again, he became like this, unable to move, unable to shout, only consciousness was still his own.

This scene was very much like a nightmare, but unfortunately he hadn't slept for a long time, and he almost forgot what it felt like to be dreaming. This situation made him feel extremely anxious.

Fortunately, except for him, no one cares about his anxiety, and no one even knows that his consciousness is in the body of the master, who they call a hero, watching this scene.

The people escorting Menis opened the cage of the prison car, and the crowd boiled again in an instant, but this time, they gave out cheers unique to the victors, with excitement mixed with rage, obviously not very friendly to the enemy leader.

Facing the surging crowd, Menis remained unmoved. He slowly walked out of the prison car with a majestic expression on his face, showing no sign of being imprisoned at all. People mistakenly think that this is a leader who is being worshiped by the army.

The master suppressed the cheering crowd, and the crowd's voice gradually disappeared. Menis was escorted by two guards to the round platform at the end of the stone road, looking up at the master above.

Although the distance is a bit far away, Han Xiaodong can still see the outline of Menis's body. This is a strong man. Compared with the figure he saw in the tomb, it should be more powerful. Maybe this is related to his body. Temperament has a lot to do with it.

Although Menis's face could not be seen clearly, the aura emanating from his body still made people feel a sense of power unique to warriors.

"You know what you should do, right? Undead." Standing on the high platform, the master slowly asked Menis below.

His voice is not loud, but full of energy, even if it is tens of meters away, it does not affect Menis to hear his voice clearly.

Menis still stood upright, without any timidity at all, just staring closely at the master on the high platform without saying a word.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the master didn't bother him anymore, but just waved his hand, and a person under the round platform immediately walked up, holding a tray in his hand.

This time Han Xiaodong finally saw what was on the tray. It was a golden bowl with a sharp dagger beside it.

Seeing this scene, Han Xiaodong's heart suddenly rose into his throat. He seemed to have guessed what was going to happen later. Menis picked up the dagger from the tray, weighed it, and then slowly lifted it against his own. on the eyes.

But after the tip of the knife came into contact with his eyes, his hand stopped. The people around were holding their breath, but when they saw that Menis stopped his hand, they immediately hissed.

However, Menis ignored it completely and did not let go of his hand. Instead, he turned his head and said a word to the guard beside him. The guard paused after listening, and immediately passed the words to the guards under the round platform.

After the guards finished listening, they trotted up to the high platform. After a while, Han Xiaodong heard a voice behind him:
"My lord, Menis said that you need to make a promise in public, otherwise he would rather destroy his eyes than give it to you!"

"Presumptuous!" Before the master could speak, the familiar voice of Han Xiaodong rang out first, and loudly reprimanded the guard.

The master didn't care, he waved his hand to signal the man not to speak, then he took a step forward, leaning on the railing and said to Menis below:
"What I promised, it counts. I won't say it a second time. You want to ruin the eye. It's up to you. But, I promise you, if it hurts a little, tomorrow all Egyptians will die." They will all pay the price and disappear from this world forever."

There was no emotion in the Master's words, it was still cold, so cold that it made one's bones chill, everyone under the high stage was silent, no one doubted the authenticity of these words, and no one doubted that he had this ability.

Menis held up the dagger, stared at the aloof master, and slowly stabbed the knife into his eyelid, blood flowed from his eye socket, like tears across his resolute face, but the pain did not make him feel any pain. With the slightest wavering, at an extremely slow speed, he cut off his eyelids bit by bit.

Han Xiaodong felt dizzy for a while. He had never seen such a cruel scene, forcing a person to cut off his eyelids and goug out his eyes.

Now his impression of Master is extremely bad, and he even feels that it is an extremely disgusting thing in his body.

The master didn't move, and everyone didn't move. Time seemed to be frozen. Only Menis's hand was moving slowly, and only Menis' blood was slowly shedding. A generation of kings ended up in such a miserable end. I'm afraid even himself I didn't think about it either.

Every man is innocent, but he is guilty!
Han Xiaodong didn't know how Menes got the Eye of Horus, let alone how he had lived with this eye for thousands of years.

But he knew that Menes at this time had completely become a fish and meat at the mercy of others, and there was no room for resistance anymore. Today, his life is about to end here, and he will be trapped in that unknown pyramid ever since. In the middle, it can't even rot.

When Menis gouged his eyeballs out of the sockets with his bare hands, there was a soft cheer from the crowd, some women turned their heads away, unwilling to look at the cruel scene, and the men cheered afterward. , in their eyes, the greatest artifact has fallen into their hands.

Menes put the Eye of Horus in the golden bowl on the tray, then took the tray, and walked towards the end of the long road without looking back.

"Go ahead and clean up the matter." There was no emotion in the Master's tone, as if everything was under his control.

He was neither happy for Menis's surrender, nor disgusted by this bloody performance, but as if nothing had happened, he ordered the follower who had been following him all the time.

The follower simply said yes and withdrew.

After a while, the entourage appeared on the long road, closely behind Menis, and walking with him, there were several people with boxes in their hands, and a dozen soldiers.

It wasn't until this moment that Han Xiaodong saw the face of the young man with a familiar voice. It was a handsome young man. Different from the people around him, he had yellow skin and black eyes, obviously an oriental man.

Han Xiaodong watched the group of people disappear at the end of the long road, and a sigh suddenly sounded in his ears, and then his eyes went dark, and he lost consciousness again.