Marvel: Unlimited Possession Chapter 332: Scarab

"Looks like...you...you've designed it from the beginning...all of this..."

The numbness that came from not far within the body made the mercenary head and head have no resistance at all. He froze on the ground, looking at Chang Emir's shoes covered with yellow sand and dust, he spoke with difficulty, He spoke intermittently with a stiff tongue.

"If I've learned anything in your world, it's..."

Bent over and pulled the dagger out of the stiff palm of the mercenary's head, Emil Chang looked at the stiff-faced white mercenary, and replied in his usual calm tone: "...Always keep an extra hand to prepare. "

After speaking, Chang Emir ignored the begging eyes of the mercenary head, and without hesitation, swung the dagger across the fragile neck that was powerless to resist.

As a former Wakanda, Chang Amir is not without blood, and the battle between tribes is beyond the imagination of outsiders.

The kind of battle that involves the survival of a tribe often ends with the demise of a tribe.

He used the dagger to deal with the rest of the mercenary team one by one mercilessly. Chang Amir dropped the dagger in his hand and wiped his blood-stained palm. Turning to look at the huge sarcophagus in the pyramid, he shouted respectfully: "Great High Priest, I have completed what you ordered, and now I am the only one left in the entire team, so what will happen next? As you said, the power will be..."

When it comes to power, even the calm gaze that Chang Amir has always maintained has changed a little.

"As you wish!"

In the empty pyramid, Chang Amir's voice echoes.

For a long time, a majestic roar followed.

As the sound fell, the pattern in the center of the huge sarcophagus of the pyramid suddenly flashed a bright red light.

"Put your hand on the seal of the sarcophagus, my servant~"

Hearing the sound from inside the pyramid, Chang Amir's heart throbbing became stronger and stronger. He barely suppressed the throbbing in his heart, lowered his head and respectfully came to the sarcophagus. Looking at the pattern with the eerie red light, he took a deep breath, then stretched out his skinny and dark palm and pressed it against the surface of the sarcophagus.

As Chang Amir's palm was placed, a dazzling red light erupted from the sarcophagus again.

Then, under Chang Amir's gaze, the pattern began to twist and move.

The next moment, an icy feeling that seemed to freeze the soul continued to spread up from Chang Amir's palm.

At the same time, the insect pattern on the sarcophagus also seemed to have life and climbed towards Chang Amir's palm. The pattern circled around Chang Amir's thin and dark arm, and then twisted his body. Staying on the back of his hand, he moved his body to adjust the direction, and finally turned into a dark pattern and branded on the back of Chang Emir's hand.

At the same time, as the pattern was branded on the back of the hand, a sharp pain suddenly appeared.

Under such great pain, Chang Amir could not help but let out a shrill scream.

"Ah~~~"

……

"So, you told me, Chang Amir?"

Ulysses Crow looked at the black old man with a calm expression in front of him, stared into each other's eyes, and his tone became colder.

He felt that the opponent seemed to have changed slightly compared to before, but the loss of his experienced mercenary team immediately covered up the strange feeling in his heart.

"You're the only one left to survive the entire operation?!"

"We had an accident."

Faced with Ulysses Crow's questioning, Chang Emil replied with a calm expression.

According to the facts, Chang Amir didn't lie, they did have an accident, which was a bit special, and he was the only survivor of that accident.

"Accident?"

Clearly, Ulysses Crow did not believe the reasons given by Chang Amir.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the collar of the black old man, his expression gradually grim: "Then tell me, Chang Amir, what kind of accident was it that could wipe out a mercenary team with rich combat experience, Instead, a frail old black dog survived!"

Looking down at Ulysses Crowe's arm grabbing his neck, Chang Amir said with a calm expression: "Can I think that your description just now is suspected of racial discrimination."

"If you think it is, it is," Ulysses Crowe grinned mockingly in the face of Chang Emir's rhetorical question: "In fact, you should be glad, Chang Emir, if If it wasn't that you were still useful to me, I would have shot you as long as you told me about the situation, so if you want to save your life, don't play tricks on me, just tell me what you know The Zhenjin channel told me that maybe I can think about forgetting the loss you have brought me, and I will let you go..."

"Okay, I know."

Facing Ulysses Crow's answer, Chang Amir nodded calmly.

Seeing his cooperative performance, Ulysses Crow's originally distorted face showed a smile.

Ulysses Crow thought that Chang Amir was responding to the words behind him, but in fact, Chang Amir clearly expressed his thoughts on the words in front of him.

As Chang Amir's voice fell, he raised his arm slightly, and the next moment, the pitch-black pattern branded on his palm suddenly flashed a dazzling red light.

Immediately afterwards, Ulysses Crow, who had been holding Chang Amir, suddenly felt a slight tingling in his palm.

He turned his eyes, and immediately saw that he was holding Chang Emir's collar, and a strange black insect began to emerge and climb up his arm.

"Damn, what is this?!"

Looking at the bugs that climbed up his arm, the expression on Ulysses Crow's face suddenly changed, and he subconsciously let go and grabbed Chang Amir's palm and swung his arm vigorously in an attempt to give the bugs on it. Throw it down. However, obviously Ulysses Crowe's method did not work. With the help of sharp grappling hooks, these bugs were firmly grasped on Ulysses Crowe's arm, and then they lifted up. His sharp jaw, without hesitation, aimed at the arm he was clinging to and bit down.

"Ah!"

"Boss!"

Hearing the screams from Ulysses Crow, the mercenaries who were defending around rushed over without hesitation.

However, in the face of these mercenary guards who rushed over, the expression on Chang Amir's face did not change at all. His eyes flashed slightly, and when he raised his hand, in the next instant, countless dark shadows appeared from his Emerging from the body, the mercenaries were wrapped up in the blink of an eye.

"Damn, what the **** is this?!"

"Bugs! Why are there so many bugs!"

"Monster, he can control bugs..."

Feeling the constantly wriggling figure on his body, the mercenary controlled by the package immediately saw clearly that what he was climbing on was a black beetle.

Looking at the beetles crawling on their bodies, even these experienced mercenaries couldn't help screaming in horror.

Chan Amir's brows could not help but wrinkle at the constant clamor in his ears.

He raised his hand slightly, and the next moment the beetle wrapped around the mercenary covered everyone's mouths.

Listening to the quiet voice in his ear again, Chang Emil nodded slightly, then turned his eyes to look at Ulysses Crow to the side again.

During the time when Chang Amir was using the beetles to control the mercenaries, the beetles that climbed Ulysses Crow's arm did not stop, and in just a few seconds, they had completely devoured Ulysses. An arm of Lisses Crowe raised his hand to control these beetles to stop their movements and return to their bodies.

Chang Amir looked down at Ulysses Crowe, who was crying while covering his broken arm, and a cold smile finally appeared on his dark face: "Since you care so much about that accident, then I will now Showing you this unexpected result."

Scarabs, this is the name of these beetles in Chan Amir, and the power given to him by the great beings sealed within the pyramid. Through the [Scarab Seal] on the back of his hand, he can continuously create scarab creatures like the one in front of him within the range that his body can bear.

As Chang Emir's thoughts turned, the scarab beetles gushing out from his feet cooperated with his will to grab Ulysses Crow who fell on the ground.

Stepping forward, looking at Ulysses Crow who was crying constantly, Emil Chang raised his finger slightly, and in the next instant, two pitch-black scarabs climbed around Ulysses Crow's body. His head stopped at the temples at both ends of his head.

Feeling the slight tingling sensation on his temples, Ulysses Crow stopped his wailing instantly, with a pale face in front of Chang Emir's dark and grim face: "What do you want, money, I can give you all the power, as long as you can let me go."

The reason he was tough before was because he thought he had the power to be tough, but just now Chang Emil used his bugs to clearly prove to him that his so-called power was in the opponent's hands. Not the slightest resistance.

In a sense, Ulysses Crow, who was an arms dealer, is a rather rounded existence, but obviously his roundness appeared a little late.

"As I've said before, I'm not interested in money."

Faced with Ulysses Crow's plea, Chang Amir shook his head indifferently. He looked at Ulysses Crow in front of him and turned his head to sweep behind those who were wrapped in scarabs. The rising mercenary: "In fact, I have only one purpose from beginning to end, Wakanda!"

Whether it's selling his soul to gain power, or taking action against the Ulysses Crow crowd in front of him, Chang Amir has always only wanted to avenge Wakanda who expelled him.

……

"As long as you promise to let me go, no matter what kind of request, I will agree!"

Ulysses Crowe nodded with a pale face, clutching his severed arm, which was constantly seeping blood.

Before, the reason why Emile Chang did not agree was because he was unwilling to waste the fighting power of his precious mercenary squad for the black old man in front of him. After all, for Ulysses Crow, Zhenjin was the His main goal, meaningless battles, serves no purpose other than to trouble himself.

However, Ulysses Crow had no room for hesitation now in the face of Chang Amir's threat.

After all, with the power that Ichang Emir is showing now, if he doesn't agree, he may be bitten through his temples by the scarab beetles on both sides of his head in the next second. If he lost his life, what was the point of the wealth he had been so desperately pursuing.

Neither Zhenjin nor Wakanda are as important as his own life.

"Very good."

Hearing Ulysses Crow's reply, Chang Amir nodded with satisfaction. He opened his fingers slightly and then the scarabs that wrapped the mercenary's body moved quickly and returned to him. in the body.

Falling out of the scarab beetles that had wrapped themselves in layers, the mercenaries who were almost dead were gasping for breath ~IndoMTL.com~ for their precious air.

"That..."

Looking at the scarabs leaving the mercenary, Ulysses Crowe squeezed out a stiff smile on his pale face, looked at Chang Amir in front of him, and carefully pointed with his only arm. Pointing to the scarab beetle on top of his head: "Have you forgotten, I still have a bug here."

"No, I didn't forget."

Facing Ulysses Crow's question, Chang Amir raised his head and glanced at him with his cloudy eyes, and replied meaningfully.

Ulysses Crow understood instantly when he heard Chang Amir's answer.

Feeling the frightening feeling that kept coming from his head, Ulysses Crowjian smiled and said, "Actually, you don't need this. There is no possibility of going back on what I promised." When he thought that one of his arms was bitten off by these scarab beetles, and now facing the bug that stopped on top of his head, Ulysses Crow only felt that his life was threatened at any time.

"This is just an insurance, an insurance that allows both of us to cooperate with peace of mind."

But I'm not at ease.

Ulysses Crow silently complained about Chang Amir's reply, but he didn't dare to complain on the surface.

As previously stated inside the pyramid, the most important thing Chan Emir learned outside was to keep a hand.

Glancing at the pale face of Ulysses Crowe in front of him, Chang Amir said coldly, "I will inform you when Wakanda is activated."

"Understood."

The corners of his mouth twitched. Although Chang Amir said it was a notification, Ulysses Crow knew very well that when there was a scarab parked above his head and his life was being controlled by others, the so-called notification was actually an order.