哔哩哔哩免费观看完

Chapter 645: The Red Sea

“You’d better not try anything funny.” Qin Ye wore a sleeping mask and reclined his seat. He was seated in the VIP area, and Abra was seated right beside him.

Like hell I believe you!

But if this were an official private visit, you would’ve gone through the proper channels, and not through me! You’re obviously some Emissary of Hell that is up to no good!

They were on a specially chartered plane. Why did Qin Ye have access to something like that? Simple. All it needed was a single word of instruction from a particular old monk.

Qin Ye ignored him. It had already been half an hour since the plane first took off. He waved his hand casually. At once, a man dressed in camouflage uniform marched over, saluted respectfully, and then handed him a paper bag.

Abra bit his lips and glanced over. He wanted to say - My Lord… I’ve seen the DreamWorks Malagasy animation… But before he could do so, he discovered that Qin Ye was already looking at a map of Alkebulan. Thus, he didn’t say another word.

Aegyptus…

He had always thought that Aegyptus was located in the Middle East!

If Aegyptus is in Alkebulan, and not--... cough… then, why did the master of Aegyptus choose to head east into the Middle East in the first place?

Is it because the Coalition of Alkebulan Underworlds is too strong? Or is it because the situation there is far too chaotic?

He turned to the soldier dressed in camouflage uniform, “Are we heading through Aegyptus?”

Qin Ye heaved a sigh of relief.

However, before his heart could even feel settled, the soldier went on.

“But ever since a few years ago, Cathayan planes passing through Al-Qahirah have all been… affected in some way or another. Finally, just eight year ago, Cathay made the call to completely cut off all flights to Al-Qahirah.”

The soldier shook his head, “It’s hard to describe… For instance, what was most commonly reported was simple malfunctioning of equipment and instruments, almost as though they had just seized up for a moment. Then, there were reports of temperature dips in the aircraft, and even… some high-altitude supernatural incidents. That said, all of them would eventually land safely in the end.”

The soldier glanced at his watch, “We’re stopping by New Dilli for a transfer to Eritrea’s Asmara International Airport, before finally flying straight to Malagasy. The total journey will take about seven hours. Sir, would you like me to notify you in advance?”

With that, the conversation ended, and the surroundings were shrouded in silence once more. The darkness from the sleeping mask allowed him to devote all of his attention to his thoughts.

These were probably caused by the Aegyptian Underworld’s search for Emissaries of Hell!

I’m afraid that… all eyes must be on Hell right now. They’re all waiting and watching for even the slightest traces of movements from within.

But just as he was about to drift off into sleep, he felt someone touching his arm, and he immediately opened his eyes.

“Sir, we’re entering Eritrean airspace right now.”

At once, his pupils shrank.

His eyes gazed upon the horizon across the skies, staring intently at the tall and magnificent buildings that sat in the clouds! Moreover, some of the structures were built in a highly idiosyncratic fashion.

There’s actually a magnificent pyramid resting on top of the clouds!

No. To be more precise, he could sense the presence of a foreign emissary.

Qin Ye’s breaths grew shallow and ragged. The clouds both above and below him were even slowly but surely beginning to swirl about as a result of his emotional fluctuations. Even the sea below was sloshing about more powerfully than usual.

Fortunately, they weren’t able to see him.

It was akin to the proclamation of the existence of… a king.

This was the declaration of one of the P4 underworlds, the Aegyptian Underworld!

Qin Ye wasn’t quite in the mood to see anything else right now. He found it difficult to grapple with the fact that he was located in such close proximity to an underworld of such might and influence. Thus, he remained absolutely silent throughout the next 15 minutes of descent, before finally opening the window once more.

Eritrea was located just south of Nubia, and southwest of Saudi Arabia. Incidentally, the sea separating Eritrea from Saudi Arabia was none other than the famous Red Sea.

Had he once paused to consider how important the Red Sea was to Aegyptus? They were one of the P4 underworlds of the netherworld, so how could they possibly give up a location of such geographical importance?

The sparkling waters of the Red Sea were practically covered with countless ghost ships right now. Everywhere he looked, he could see tattered sails of the ships fluttering with the wind. By his estimate, there were at least a thousand ships on the Red Sea right now!

“Emissaries of foreign underworlds…” Qin Ye sighed and shut his eyes once more.

Furthermore, this was nothing more than a glimpse of the capital of the Aegyptian Underworld.

To describe them as powerful would be far too much of an understatement.

This was a civilization in its full glory!

He shook his head, and then continued to scrutinize the ships on the Red Sea.

Legend has it that Anubis uses a scale like this to assess whether his citizens were guilty or innocent. So long as the heart was heavier than the feather, it would be devoured by the monster Ammit, that was known for having the head of a crocodile, the upper body of a lion, and the lower body of a hippopotamus.

As the plane descended, things slowly came into view, and Qin Ye finally saw it. Far in the distance, there was a colossal blue hole on the surface of the Red Sea. Several ghost ships that were sailing towards it vanished as soon as they arrived at the hole.

Qin Ye pulled up the window once more. As the plane drew closer and closer to the ground, he could sense wisps of stirring Yin energy emanating from beneath his feet. These wisps of Yin energy appeared to be filled with a sense of disgruntledness as it appeared to declare ownership of the Eritrean lands.

Thus, he remained on the plane, resting in his seat.

And it would be a huge problem if they discovered the existence of an Emissary of Hell around these parts…

And we’re finally off… Qin Ye heaved a sigh of relief. But just as the plane was ascending into the skies once more, he suddenly noticed something…

This man was dressed in a ramrod straight suit, and he sported dark skin. The soldier made a few rounds around the plane, but he didn’t appear to notice anything amiss.

“Hello.” He smiled faintly and spoke in fluent Cathayan, “Emissary of Hell… What a rare sight…”

He’s actually also an Abyssal Prefect!

“Minister of the Eritrean Tribe, Mayasu.” The man placed his left fist over his chest and bowed slightly in respect, “By order of my lord, I’m presenting the esteemed Emissary of Hell a small gift for passing through my country.”

1. Madagascar will remain as Malagasy, but given that the author has been using normal references for most countries outside of China, I’ll do the same as well.

2. Cairo.

3. Sudan.