Imodon kept wailing. Not to mention casting any spells at this moment, the pain that touched the soul made him unable to concentrate on casting the spells at all. Although Zheng Zha's damage to him was not fatal, the pain was real.

The immortal priest retracted the sand storm in the air and burst out in an instant. He almost escaped from Zheng Zha's attack range. It was not until he rushed out of the distance for several kilometers that the sand ball stopped in mid-air with trembling.

Zheng Zha's blow did not cause much damage to him, but judging from the size of the sand, it seemed that it was much smaller than the original one.

Imodon looked at the wings of the dragon clan, who had caused him great pain just now, sighed in his heart, knowing that it would be impossible to use force.

The next moment, the undead that responded to the call turned into black air and dissipated in the air. The sand storm spreading across the sky gradually condensed, and finally turned into a ball of sand floating in the air. The ball of sand gradually peeled down from the top. A bald man appeared from it. The peeling ball of sand formed a sandy platform under his feet. Finally, standing on the sand platform was a bald middle-aged handsome man wearing black priestly costume.

Zhan Lan looked at his posture and silently complained in her heart: He has the style of Gaara.

Imoton still maintained the elegance of his high priest, but said unceremoniously: "I need the Bible of Death and the True Book of Resurrection. If I offer these two Scriptures to me, I will no longer care about your offenses. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other, and the water of the well will not violate the river. I think this proposal is lenient enough."

I have to say that the translation of the Lord God is really down-to-earth, and Imoton's whimsical thoughts also make everyone laugh and cry.

Zhan Lan took out the Resurrection Sutra from the secret bin and smiled and said, "Are you kidding? I'm sending you back to the underworld now. We have nothing to do with each other. The well water does not interfere with the river. What do you think?"

Then Zhan Lan immediately opened the Resurrection Book and started chanting mantras in ancient Egyptian language learned from Eve.

Imoton had been buried once, and the fear of losing all his power and being taken away without resistance. Compared with the comfort of the human world of flowery life, how dare he let Zhan Lan continue to miss it.

The man suddenly became anxious. After all, he was an ancient man thousands of years ago. His negotiation skills were really bad. He exposed his trump card in one sentence. The middle-aged handsome guy said urgently: "Stop! Stop! I just want to resurrect Ansuna. I don't want those two books anymore. I have never had so many ambitions, nor do I want to conquer the world or anything. I just want to live peacefully with Ansuna!"

Zhan Lan looked at him leisurely and smiled, "Where is the book? Don't you?"

Imodon smiled bitterly and said helplessly: "No more."

Zhan Lan continued to smile: "It's not that easy? You don't want it anymore. We have something to look for you."

Imoton's eyes widened...

In the end, poor Imoton was forced to make an oath in the name of Anubis, promising that he would no longer use supernatural abilities against any Zhongzhou team members and not actively use supernatural abilities against ordinary humans. He also left a stone of obsidian made under Zhan Lan's request. Zhan Lan could use mana to activate this stone to contact him, and as long as Imoton was not too demanded, he would respond.

Correspondingly, the Zhongzhou team will help Imoton resurrect Ansuna and no longer use the Sun scriptures to bury him.

Looking at Imoton's miserable look, Zhan Lan comforted him with a smile: "Don't worry, we usually don't have any combat missions when we look for you. If we can't solve the problem, I guess you won't be able to do it. What we need most is that you, a high priest from thousands of years ago, always masters a lot of knowledge that we don't know from that era, sometimes you need this knowledge."

"It's already done."

"Really?"

"It's true."

This is a conversation between Zhan Lan and Xiao Honglu. If you are paired with Zheng Zha who is so distressed next to you, Imoton who is crazy, and Zart who is silent, it will be really funny.

The man in black, that is, the guardian clan, sent someone to tell that the altar had been dug out.

Several people went down together. After the collapse of Hamnata, the buildings under the ruins were no longer meaningful, so Zhan Lan simply asked someone to dig out all the stones and store them for future research. After gradually clearing, the remaining underground part was still quite deep, and the location of the altar was almost a straight line distance of nearly 100 meters from the ground level.

According to the agreement reached in advance, everyone was about to resurrect Ansuna first. Imoton took out a female corpse from somewhere. Looking at the people around him, he looked at the expressionless face and strange eyes. The ancient Egyptian high priest was also startled. He was afraid of misunderstanding and said quickly: "This was prepared a long time ago. It has absolutely nothing to do with you. It is a white woman. I have been keeping it for a long time and the time is before I swear you can't resurrect Ansuna because of this... "

Of course, in the end, no one would stop Imodon because of this, otherwise he would really not know how this immortal priest was going to make trouble.

Imodon left with satisfaction, taking his long-lasting mistress Ansuna.

Then there is the resurrection of Zhang Jie.

"A team member who appears in the Resurrection Zhongzhou team, those who own corpses need to pay a B-level side plot once, rewarding 7,000 points, those who have never owned corpses, or the corpse is creator of the 'Master God' space, and requires paying 8,000 points, and the corpse will copy the dead state of the dead."

"Does the team members be resurrected?"

"Then..." Zhan Lan looked up at the altar, and Zheng Zha and others stood behind her, waiting for the moment when Zhang Jie was resurrected. Zhan Lan took out the resurrection scripture and said softly: "Master God, resurrect Zhang Jie, the reward point will be paid by me. I will provide two C-level branch plots and two D-level branch plots, and Zheng Zha will provide the remaining one D-level branch plot."

However, the Lord God's answer was: "Zhang Jie is the guide and cannot be resurrected."

Zheng Zha and others looked at each other, with a look of confusion on their faces. Zhan Lan turned around and smiled, "Don't be anxious, it's not over yet, this is just a test. The main god, I want to resurrect Zhang Jie, a member of the Zhongzhou team. The payment method is the same as before."

"You have never seen Zhang Jie and cannot be resurrected."

Zhan Lan nodded, reached out and took out the soul tent from the secret box, half raised it to the altar, and continued, "Master God, I have preserved the soul of Zhang Jie, a member of the Zhongzhou team. Using this as the prototype, Zhang Jie, who resurrected the Zhongzhou team, is still the original payment method."

"After deducting the reward points, one B branch plot, resurrection starts."
Chapter completed!