Can't Afford to Cross Him, Better Run
Russell rode Jason straight up into the sky. Both were flying devices, but Jason was much more reliable than Ying Yingying. The latter was so thin that there was no place to put her feet, and it would be uncomfortable to sit on her.
The Underworld Army swooping down from all sides of the wall roared as they saw Russell soaring upwards. While they could run vertically, defying gravity, they couldn't walk on air; they could only howl in vain.
Russell didn't take the kobolds seriously. Let them howl; they couldn't touch him anyway. He raised his middle finger, spun it around, and after his taunt, ordered Jason to accelerate his ascent.
"What are you looking at? Come and hit me if you dare!"
As they flew, Russell silently lowered his middle finger, because the distance between the surrounding walls gradually narrowed, and the tendency to converge became more and more obvious as they went higher.
At the same time, the scene at the top of the pyramid appeared before his eyes: a black cavity with a diameter of ten meters, similar to a teleportation array, was continuously spewing out black waves.
The waves were endless, coalescing into countless wolf-headed soldiers. Judging from their posture, it was clear that the Underworld Army was inexhaustible!
The top of the pyramid is just a hundred meters away; the distance is too short to be an exit to the surface.
Russell drew his twin pistols, preparing to destroy the black cavity teleportation array, when suddenly a warning flashed through his mind, his Sixth Sense alerting him to a deadly danger.
An ominous and oppressive aura rose up, and looking up, one could see a pair of white bone claws reaching out, trying to tear and enlarge the cavity by its edges.
For some unknown reason, the skeletal hand struggled several times without success, and after a muffled roar, it slowly retracted. But the ominous aura did not dissipate; instead, it intensified. In the endless darkness, two enormous golden beastly eyes slowly opened.
Cold, indifferent eyes stared down, piercing through layers of space to gaze at the Scorpion King. The owner of these eyes didn't even glance at Russell, yet even so, Russell still felt immense pressure.
A chill ran through my soul, my whole body was ice-cold and I just wanted to escape, as if I were facing death head-on!
Russell had a hunch that the owner of those eyes was very likely Death God Anubis. He slowly crouched down and patted Jason on the shoulder.
If you can't afford to mess with them, run!
Just as Jason made a move, his golden eyes focused on Russell.
These eyes are cold and indifferent, yet devoid of any malice. They articulate absolute fairness with absolute ruthlessness, and nothing in the world can stir even the slightest ripple in them.
There is no sympathy, nor any favoritism!
In an instant, Russell's back was soaked with cold sweat, his pupils shrank to pinpoints, and boundless darkness filled his vision. In a daze, he seemed to enter some kind of hallucination, where a gigantic hand seized him, tore open his chest, removed his heart, and placed it on golden scales.
Just as the scales were about to tip, Russell suddenly lost his footing and fell uncontrollably from the sky, automatically breaking free from the hallucination.
His indifferent eyes watched Russell leave silently, neither interfering nor stopping him, and his demeanor remained unchanged throughout.
Russell gasped for breath, then looked down and saw that Jason's soul had somehow left Jian Feizao's body and automatically returned to the contract. He couldn't retrieve Jian Feizao's corpse; his soul was still trembling from the impact, and the side effects hadn't subsided, making it difficult to even move a finger.
As he plummeted from the sky, his speed increased, and the battlefield below became clearer. Russell's eyes darted around as he calculated his landing point.
The good news is that he landed far from the Scorpion King, so he doesn't have to worry about being hit by stray bullets; the bad news is that he landed right in a crevice, and if nothing unexpected happens, he'll fall straight into hell.
Finally, when I was about 100 meters from the ground, the side effects dissipated, and I finally recovered.
"System, equip 'Character Card: Kalifa'!"
[Character Card: Kalifa (You need a female secretary; if you don't have one, she will become a female secretary)]
[Host equipped with 'Character Card: Kalifa', countdown 350 seconds, start time]
Russell twisted his balance in mid-air, continuously stomping his feet on the air, using the Six Styles: Moon Walk to slow his descent and gradually change his trajectory.
He barely stopped when he was ten meters in the air, while Jian Feizao's corpse fell straight into hell like a cannonball, sinking into a sea of blood without even making a ripple.
Russell's heart pounded and his legs even felt weak as he stood on the ground, having narrowly escaped death. He hadn't felt this way in a while; the last time his legs went weak was when Supergirl came to visit.
"This godforsaken place..."
Russell was pale and still shaken, unable to find the words to describe his feelings. He only knew that this was no place to linger and he had to leave immediately. The exit to safety wasn't in the ancient Egyptian ruins, and he'd already used up all his chances in the lottery; there was no reason for him to stay any longer.
"Roar roar roar————"
Unfortunately, he became arrogant and overconfident when he soared high into the sky, and his middle finger provoked too much hatred. The Underworld Army remembered his presence, and all those who had been mocked opened their mouths full of sharp teeth and roared as they charged towards him.
The wolf-headed man has long limbs and a decaying body that offers little in terms of defense, but its light weight allows it to move at high speeds.
Dozens of sharp spears and short swords suddenly fell, accompanied by a whistling sound, blocking off all directions and surrounding Russell.
Six Styles - Paper Drawing!
Attacks came from all sides, and Russell instantly entered battle mode. He could have used Moonwalk to escape, but he didn't. The Character Card had limited time, and the Underworld Army was the best opponent to test his skills against.
As the cold light flashed, Russell relaxed his muscles, released all his strength, sensed the changes in the surrounding airflow, and moved nimbly with his toes touching the ground, dodging all the attacks aimed at him at the last second.
"Six Styles: Iron Body!"
After using paper drawing twice in a row, Russell changed his tactics again. His eyes narrowed, and his muscles bulged, making him as hard as steel.
Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding————
Several sharp clangs of metal clashing rang out as the wolf-headed man brandished his weapon, only to be knocked back by the force of the rebound.
With a space cleared in front of him, Russell rapidly contracted and extended his leg muscles, then swiftly extended his leg, compressing the air in front of his leg and creating a vacuum that emitted a sharp slashing wave.
Six Styles: Storm Kick!
A crescent-shaped white aura swept across the area, cleaving the wolf-headed men in two at the waist with astonishing destructive power. Russell turned around and repeated the same technique, clearing out swathes of wolf-headed men behind him.
After clearing the surroundings, Russell didn't wait for the wolf-headed men to attack. He stomped the ground rapidly with both feet, using the resulting reaction force to move at high speed and disappear from the spot in the blink of an eye.
Six Styles - Shave!
When he reappeared, he had already charged into the Underworld Army, his power concentrated in his index finger. Every time he passed a wolf-headed man, his finger would strike out with lightning speed.
Six Styles: Finger Pistol!
With six powerful fighting techniques combined, Russell rampaged through the enemy lines, leaving behind trails of dissipating black mist.