Blind Serpent

Everyone fell silent.

Mubarak stared at the Pharaoh King's disdainful smile from close range.

Fear rose in his heart.

That staff was clearly made of ordinary gold, yet it could unleash deadly light in his hands.

Just what was his ability?

The Pharaoh King Tutankhamun felt along a notch in his scepter. "Without the Eye of the Pharaoh gemstone, both my body and my abilities are incomplete."

With that said,

he fixed Mubarak with an icy stare.

Mubarak hurriedly waved to his subordinates, then said to the Pharaoh King, "My lord, we have a lead!"

Several men understood at once and quickly ran toward the truck in the distance.

Then they froze.

Where was that rich woman they had kidnapped earlier?

She had been right under everyone's noses, yet somehow, at some unknown time,

she had vanished into thin air!

The Pharaoh King seemed to see through everything. He raised his scepter and pressed it against Mubarak's forehead.

Mubarak's face instantly drained of color.

"Are you deceiving me?"

The Pharaoh King continued, "You seem stronger than the others. Show me your power."

"My lord!"

"I will definitely find the gemstone!"

Mubarak hurriedly dropped to one knee. "Besides, I am no match for you at all! I'm only a D-rank modified human."

Mubarak still did not know the Pharaoh King's rank.

But he had been imprisoned for 2,600 years without dying. Just how terrifying did his strength have to be?

"D-rank modified human? What is that?"

The Pharaoh King frowned slightly, his scepter still pointed at Mubarak.

Mubarak's eyes shifted. "That is the modern classification for modified humans. D-rank is a very powerful level. There are only a few in the entire world. I will definitely be your capable assistant!"

"Heh."

The Pharaoh King chuckled. "D-rank? Only a few in the