The sheer shock of the day was too much for the trio to press for answers immediately. At Zheng Zha's roaring command, O'Connell was the first to dash deeper into the alleyway. Eve, Jonathan, and the museum curator were about to follow, but they saw Zheng Zha pull several mummy fragments and pieces of sand and stone from his pocket once more. Then, he raised the Necronomicon, and began mumbling the phonetic spelling of the incantation he had been told by Qi Teng just before his death.

As the Blood Race energy flowed into the Necronomicon, the mixture gradually enlarged and deformed, finally manifesting several Mummy Guards once again. With a wave of Zheng Zha’s hand, these Mummy Guards stepped against the walls and sprinted diagonally into the alley, vanishing from sight in moments.

Zhan Lan stood beside him and asked, "Is there more danger behind us... are people chasing us up?" Zheng Zha nodded and said, "Although I'm not certain, I definitely feel danger coming from behind. We should hurry. I only hope those Mummy Guards can buy us some more time, sigh..." Hearing this, everyone immediately followed behind O'Connell, constantly scrambling over the walls of the alleyways and neighboring residential buildings. After crossing about two sets of residential walls, Eve finally couldn't help but exclaim, "O'Connell! Is your so-called shortcut climbing over people's private yards? Are you truly a proper English gentleman? Don't you know that’s incredibly rude?" "I am English..." O'Connell said while running, "But I am not an English gentleman. At least a gentleman wouldn't kiss you so casually, hahaha."

Accompanied by O'Connell's unrestrained laughter, Eve’s face instantly flushed bright red. Her lips moved slightly, seeming to curse him as a scoundrel or something similar, but she kept pace closely behind O'Connell. The others around them smiled at the pair's bickering; this exchange became a rare moment of levity during their escape. Then, a residential building not far off suddenly collapsed with a deafening roar, instantly enveloping the area in dust.

"They really did catch up..." Zheng Zha murmured, watching the wreckage. He gripped his dagger tightly, his fingers straining until they turned pale blue and white.

The little monk's two massive snake heads had fully regenerated atop his skull. The nimble Mummy Guards couldn't get anywhere near him; they were snatched up ten meters away by the huge serpent heads and crushed against the surrounding walls. The strength of these colossal heads was precisely as their immense size suggested—a gentle push shattered an entire residence, sending clouds of dust flying everywhere. The remaining two Mummy Guards, concealed within the dust, fearlessly lunged towards the little monk.

The giant snake heads moved with the swiftness of real cobras. As the two mummies leaped toward the little monk, the two heads shot out, biting down on them. Amidst the hideous hissing sounds, the Mummy Guards were finally torn limb from limb.

"Xuenai... their location!" the little monk muttered blankly, his eyes unfocused.

As his voice faded, a blueprint of the area instantly appeared in the little monk's mind. The figures of Zheng Zha and the others were rushing across the map, moving farther away from the little monk’s position, though their speed seemed to be gradually decreasing.

"Are they about to reach their lair? Perfect, I'll catch them all in one go!" The little monk sneered faintly. With a gentle gesture of one hand, one head of the twin-headed cobra lowered itself. He pushed off the ground and leaped onto the serpent's head. Then, the twin-headed cobra gradually faded from sight. The little monk appeared to be floating in mid-air, hurtling straight toward Zheng Zha and the others with terrifying speed. Nearly every residence in his path was blasted straight through, and the entire area was thick with pervasive gray dust.

In the little monk’s mind, Zheng Zha and the others had come to a complete halt. The terrain there was an open area; it seemed they intended to make a final, desperate stand—perhaps hoping to fight the little monk to the death.

"...Decided to fight to the end? Very well, let me show you the hidden power of Shiva's pet, the Sky-Burning Cobra..." The little monk did not slow down, crashing straight through a residence to burst into the open ground. A bolt of lightning shot directly from beneath his feet toward the center of the clearing where Zheng Zha was supposed to be standing. A clap of thunder sounded, and a rock where he aimed instantly shattered, exploding apart. But where were Zheng Zha and the others in the vicinity? This was clearly just a very ordinary open space! The map in the little monk’s mind remained unchanged; Zheng Zha and the others were standing right beneath his feet, seemingly motionless. Even after the little monk jumped down from the serpent’s head, he still couldn't detect any trace of Zheng Zha and the others... they had truly vanished without a whisper.

"Xuenai! What went wrong? Where are they?" the little monk roared, almost a screech.

Soon after, a voice entered his mind directly: "Captain, someone has invaded my mental system. I can no longer sense their location; they are all gone..." The little monk calmed himself down and stated grimly, "What about Lamb? How is that dangerous sniper?" "...He also got away. And there's one more thing, Captain... Imani has just passed away, and Alot has reverted from his Werewolf state. You need to come back quickly; I fear he won't hold on much longer..." The little monk took a deep breath, then suddenly let out a wild, heaven-shaking roar. The usually gentle and refined man now wore a face distorted by savage fury, looking like a demon from Hell, his eyes filled only with mad rage... Zheng Zha and the others’ pace wasn't exactly swift, and it was only because Zhan Lan had layered speed and endurance magic on everyone that an ordinary girl like Eve could manage to run for so long. Fortunately, O'Connell truly knew this area like the back of his hand; after twisting and turning, the central square of Cairo was indeed drawing nearer. At the same time, Zheng Zha secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing this, Zhan Lan rushed to ask anxiously, "What is it? Are the pursuers getting closer?" Zheng Zha smiled and said, "No, the danger has passed. I don't know why, but the sense of dread in my mind has completely vanished. It seems they aren't tracking us anymore. Hah, everyone can finally relax, right?"

As the two spoke, the distant clock tower slipped out of sight. And just ahead, Zheng Zha and Zhan Lan unexpectedly saw Zhang Jie sprinting toward the clock tower, carrying Zero Point in his arms... Zero Point’s chest was blood-red... (Recommendation: Bandit Commander, Book ID: 117312) Click to view image link: cmfu/smenhu.cn?Bl_id=117312 Bandit Commander Jumps to