Looking at Xiao Mufasha's resolute expression, Zhao Qiankun and the God of Death looked at each other and sighed.

"What?" Horas looked disbelief when he heard this: "Want to use my life to sacrifice?"

"Actually, it's not necessary for you to die..." Death tried to explain: "The main thing is to squeeze the blood from your body, take the internal organs and brain, burn it with ghost fire, and then soothe..."

"What's the difference between death?" Horas looked confused: "It's better to kill with one knife..."

"So I said this move is probably not feasible..." The god of death shrugged: "Apart from this method, I can only take action and erase all the resentment of the former kings inside!"

"That's not possible!" Horas shook his head and refused: "It is already a great sorrow to be played with by the god of death. Now it is about to be erased again. How can I face the ancestors and ancestors!"

"But the parts of this key to the gate of heaven are always to be taken..." The god of death looked at Horas: "There are only more than three months left before hell..."

"This..." Horas also knew that if there were no reinforcements from heaven, the main world would probably have suffered from the demons of hell, but he would have to give his own life.

"Or why should I try using red fruit?" Zhao Qiankun looked at Horas and gave him two pounds of red fruit. He was rushing to get his internal organs and recovering from the other side, allowing him to survive!

"Your fruit can only be cured by wounds. If you die directly, you may be powerless..." Death shook his head: "In this way, the risk of death is still very high..."

Zhao Qiankun sighed: "It seems that there is really no other way..."

What Zhao Qiankun meant was that he could only be physically saved. However, when A Shuai was heard by the side, he was shocked.

"Master, do you have to kill Horas?" A Shuai was so scared that he knelt in front of him: "I beg you to let him go..."

"No...I don't..." Zhao Qiankun was about to explain, but Ah Shuai's eyes suddenly lit up and rushed up. He pulled Horas's hand and bit his arm!

"Ahhhh!" Horas screamed in pain. When the guards around him heard this, they immediately drew their swords and prepared to come up. But Ah Shuai's mouth was so fast that he had bitten a small piece of meat with a gulp.

"Don't move!" Horas stopped the guards around him immediately and covered his wounds with grinning: "Ship, what are you doing?"

"This way, there is no need to kill you!" Ah Shuai's mouth was still flesh and blood, and he swallowed it in a few seconds, and then his body began to change...

Ah Shuai is essentially relying on devouring the flesh and blood of other creatures and extracting genes to perfect his ultimate creature. If he can evolve, he can naturally perfectly copy the genes of other animals! For example, when he pretended to be a member of the Adventurer Guild and intercepted the disciples of the God of Martial God by simulating genes. Not only that, he can even simulate the appearance of the God of Martial God based on memory!

Now, Ah Shuai, who swallowed a piece of meat from Horas, can naturally perfectly simulate the genes of this little Mufasa!

I saw the joints of his body crackling, and soon, they became exactly the same as Horas. The only difference was that except for his clothes, there was only the wound on his arm...

"Now, my bloodline is exactly the same as his!" Ah Shuai patted his chest: "What parts do you want to take? Take them from me!"

"Shishuai, you..." Horas was very moved when he heard that Shishuai was willing to die for him, but he couldn't bear to Shishuai being killed: "Shishuai, don't do this, let's think of other ways..."

"No, this is the best way!" Zhao Qiankun pointed and looked at Horas with a smile: "Your Majesty, you have been taken away by your heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys and brain. You must not be able to survive, but Ah Shuai may not!"

As he said that, Zhao Qiankun gave birth to dozens of red fruits and threw them to him: "Enough energy tubes, how many sets can be used. If you fail, you have to leave some spare one!"

"Don't worry, master!" As he said that, Ah Shuai ate a few red fruits, his body began to grow bigger, and then his belly automatically cracked. He could see eight lungs, six livers, and twelve kidneys inside, and five hearts were beating around in the middle!

This scene made the guards around him shouted at the monsters, and even Horas showed a shocked expression. Ah Shuai also comforted him: "Don't be afraid, if you get any disease in the future, come to me to get the organs for you to replace them, so that you can live a hundred years!"

With such an organ generation machine, Death God was not polite, so he came directly outside the Great Pyramid and took A Shuai's organs to open the altar to save the dead.

Although he knew that his life was not in danger, Horas still couldn't bear it when he saw Ah Shuai being cut off from his organs. Seeing his pain, Zhao Qiankun laughed and said, "For Ah Shuai, it is a matter of happiness that is more painful than pain..."

"Why?" Horas turned to look at Zhao Qiankun.

"Because you are his only friend in this world!" Zhao Qiankun smiled and said, "Ashuai is not a creature in this world. In this world, he has no similarity, and the only familiar one is me, the master. And I still subdued him by force and magic."

"But you are different... You don't have strong power, nor are you a compatriot of Ah Shuai, but you have gained his trust and made him willing to endure the pain for you... Such friendship should be happy no matter which side you want!" Zhao Qiankun turned his head to look at Horas: "Although Ah Shuai is powerful, bloodthirsty, and cruel, he is still very simple in nature. I hope that His Majesty can treat you sincerely and not let Ah Shuai down!"

Horas nodded: "I will!"

As the sacrifice was completed, the ceremony also entered the throne. The god of death chanted an ancient obscure spell, and the dead and peaceful necromancer magic waves spread, covering the entire Great Pyramid.

A moment later, the god of death walked down the altar and saluted Zhao Qiankun and said, "It's over, you can open the pyramid!"

"Has the resentment of the former kings been comforted?" Horas said in a daze: "So quickly?"

The God of Death nodded: "Don't worry, no one in this world is more proficient in the magic of the undead than me!"

Horas immediately ordered people to open the long-clogged Great Pyramid. As soon as a crack was embedded in the stone gate, a cold and dead aura appeared. As it was opened, people walked into the tower with torches and finally saw the long-lost altar of ancestors.
Chapter completed!