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Once Zheng and Zero exited the tomb, he instinctively raised his gun, because there were several dozen men in black pointing their guns at the two of them. His team, O’Connell, and the Americans were all under their control.

O’Connell laughed. “See, I told you I already killed the mummy. You are making a fuss about nothing!”

Zheng sighed and said. “No, the mummy is not dead. He’s a monster, normal bullets are useless against him. No, all types of bullets should be useless against him.”

No one aside from the players knew what he was saying. The leader of the men in black, a man with a tattoo on his face, said. “All of you leave this place at once! Don’t ever come back… This is the city of the dead. If you come back again, I don’t mind making you dead!” Then he led his group down into the tomb.

To be honest, after what they just experienced, no one wanted to stay here. So they went back to their camp quietly and packed their stuff. Then left on their horses and camels.