"Do you feel that you are saving the destined misfortune of mortals, like Sisyphus, the King of Corinth, kidnapped the god of death in the underworld, so that there will be no disaster or death in the world?

However, Sisyphus died. After his death, he was punished to be in the steep mountain in the underworld. He tried all his strength to push a huge rock from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, and then the huge rock would roll down the foot of the mountain, and so repeated. Sisyphus, Sisyphus who could never finish the hard labor, and the sad Sisyphus.

Nothing meaningless, exhausted and powerless, never ending.

Are you sure you want a fate like Sisyphus?

Because you are pushing such a stone now, the stone given by the sun god Kerma.

You are still young, you can push once, twice, three times... but are you sure you will never despair..."

George Edwin's old voice rushed down with the abnormal hands with countless tentacles, carrying the spiritual impact of a huge flood, even the joint team members who were not at the foot of the black pyramid wall could feel it.

Jones, Combarov, Li Zhenjing and others' breathing became hoarse and dull, and inexplicable pain emerged all over their bodies.

They fell into a spiritual realm, as if they were pushing a huge rock up from the steep and sinister wall of the black pyramid. Just push it to the top of the pyramid... They consumed all their strength and spent all their thoughts...

But if you are not careful, the huge rock will fall; if you fall suddenly, the huge rock will fall; even if you really push it up, it will fall.

Mortals die, and all efforts will eventually be nothing more than a futile one.

Mortals will eventually exhaust all their strength, and all their struggles will still not eliminate the pyramids and the boulders themselves.

I am Sisyphus. Even if I calm this disaster, save thousands of creatures, and obtain supreme honor, what's the use? The huge rock will eventually fall. Indeed, I am Sisyphus...

"Ah..." Li Zhenjing grabbed his head and became more and more despair. What is the significance of the fight between the Special Operations Department and the Spell Department? All these mortal tricks are just ignorance, but the sun will always hang high in the sky, which has been like this forever. From the beginning to the end, the sun has always existed.

Bloodshots quickly piled up in his eyes, and he rolled on the ground in pain, "Sun God, Sun God..."

Kombarov and his team's situation is not much better. These veterans with rich front-line experience are like this. Newcomers like Lin Shengbo who have not yet experienced much experience are even more vulnerable.

Lin Shengbo was already twitching all over and could not control himself, but his eyes were filled with inertia and he looked at the crow doctors who could still stand in front of him.

"Play the crow seal." Xiaoxu commanded that Deng Ximei, Peacock, Mo Qing, Uncle Dan, Wang Ruoxiang, Feng Peiqian and others could still hold on. No matter whether the old man was talking had any philosophical principles, it was a spiritual impact, like a sharp blade stabbing into their throats.

They made the crow mark again, and they had already made everyone else around them do this, but people like Li Zhenjing, Kombarov and others lacked connection with the crows, and they had almost no effect when they made it before. And they were struggling, as long as they could hold on, they might have a chance to counterattack.

Bang, bang, bang!

On the other side ahead, George Edwin's weird left hand finally landed close to the ground, and the bloody mouth of each head was swallowed.

But these crow doctors were not afraid at all. If it were a few months ago, this sinister and strange indescribable thing might have made them tremble on the spot and were dominated by the fear brought by this weirdness, but now they only feel disgusted.

Even there are people inside who are a little excited, and as long as it is an extraordinary experience, they are excited.

"Shut up!" But the woman was still shouting. She waved a soldering iron in her hand. "Sorry, what God of Death, Sun God, Sisyphus, I don't recognize them all, I will recognize the God of Wealth!" She swung the soldering iron into the mouth of a tentacle that was hitting. There was a slight burning sound. The head of the tentacle suddenly made a weird cry and shrank back in an explosion. While she waved the soldering iron to hit the other tentacle, she shouted: "A brand-name skin cream is more than 500, but there are facial cleansers, lotions, sunscreen, eye cream, facial masks... If you are so sunbathed here, you can add money to the death crow!"

At the same time, her companions around her waved the knives, axes, chains and other instruments in their hands, bang, bang!

The crocodile with the head bit an axe with sharp teeth, but the crow doctor continued to slash in, splitting the entire decaying tentacle head.

Another crow doctor hugged a rusty chain around a tentacle and pulled the tentacles directly from the middle to break them.

"We push once, twice, three times." At this time, Zhou Haorui, who had been in front, made a solemn voice. The knife he was holding tightly was the scalpel of a medieval doctor. "When we are tired, there will be people who will push the fourth, fifth, sixth, and then there will be people who will come back... Yes, it will never end! But if you want to use this stone, you will destroy us. You can't even think about it. Today, we will push this broken stone up!"

Suddenly, lightning flashed through the dark night light burst out from Zhou Haorui's back, and even the space was shaking.

From his black leather robe, something was condensing and forming, like a substance, or an illusion.

With a loud bang, a pair of huge black wings spread out rapidly, and the feathers spread their weird curves, which were the wings of crows.

Zhou Haorui suddenly flew up and rushed to the top of the Black Pyramid like lightning, stabbing the knife in his hand, breaking through the tentacles that were attacking.

And the light appeared on the backs of his companions behind him, and the woman said, "Didn't you agree to push it up? What's the point of flying up now?" Before he finished speaking, their backs spread out their huge black wings and rushed forward together.

The flesh and blood tentacles falling from above could not stop these flying figures, and the wings of the crows covered the scorching sun.

Above the top of the tower, George Edwin and Herry Fortner's abnormal faces were still as quiet as the desert, and more tentacles rushed out to catch the flying crows.

On the ground, those who could still watch the battle situation were shocked again. The crow doctors were flying... spell? Alien body? Or some technology?

"Everyone is ready, be careful." Xiaoxu stared silently and did not lose his calmness because of excitement. "This black pyramid is moving, and the enemy's methods are not over yet!"
Chapter completed!