"It doesn't look good!" The striker waved his hand on the big man's back to block a falling stone above his head, and he couldn't help but change his face at this time when he didn't frown in the face of the rain of bullets.

"It's up to luck whether we live or die, I hope this staircase will last until we break out of the hole!" I took a deep breath, turned around and smiled at the striker, giving him a look of life and death, and then shook off and strode up the steps.

The striker turned his head to look at the big man lying on his back, and chuckled, "Should I throw you here and fall to your death?" After that, he followed me.

The spiral-shaped stairs were five laps from bottom to top, and we ran wildly with a 100-meter sprint.

Rubble kept falling next to him, his feet were still shaking, and the wall next to him was cracking one after another, and each explosion was like the death knell of death, bringing us closer and closer to death.

I ran through the rain of stones, and at least three fist-sized pieces of gravel fell on my head along the way, and if it weren't for the helmet to protect my head, my head would have been crushed to pieces, and I didn't care about that, and I just wanted to rush to the entrance, I didn't want to die in such a hellish place.

The shaking under our feet became more and more violent, and the steps could collapse at any time, and when we ran to the third lap, we inadvertently glanced down, and we found that the steps of the second lap had broken in several places, and the rest were also crumbling.

The most terrible thing is that the cracks in the walls on both sides are getting bigger and bigger, and the rubble falling above is also getting bigger and bigger, and it looks like it is about to collapse, if the tomb collapses, it is meaningless whether this step breaks or not, and we will definitely die.

There was no other way but to rush forward with my eyes closed, praying in my heart that this tomb would hold on for a little longer, and just as I was rushing to the last lap, the striker who was closely following me suddenly shouted, and I could only hear two crisp clicks behind me, and quickly turned my head to look.

I saw that the steps two steps behind me suddenly broke, and the striker who just walked there fell with the big man, fortunately, the striker reacted very quickly, and at the moment of falling, his hands were on the edge of the stone slab at the fracture, and the two were hanging in the air, but their feet had nowhere to borrow strength, and the ten fingers of the striker carried the weight of two people, and they couldn't hold on for long.

I hurriedly rushed to the front, grabbed the wrist of the striker with both hands at the critical moment, sat on the steps, kicked the wall with both feet, roared angrily, and suddenly lifted the two people hanging in the air with sudden force in my arms.

The striker lay on the steps panting heavily, his face turned slightly pale, turned his head and smiled at me, "Your strength is getting stronger and stronger." ”

"I don't have the strength yet!" I patted him on the shoulder and got up from the ground.

"You can't be modest." The striker also stood up and put the big man who had passed out on his back again.

"Did Caesar have modest warriors?" I asked rhetorically.

"Doesn't seem to be!" The striker shrugged, turned his head to look at the big man, and said, "Is this burden a way to die?" ”

"I've rescued him, it's better to throw him down now than not to take him with me in the first place." I kept talking.

"If I die, you must tell the world that I died to save people, not to kill people!" The striker cursed indignantly and raised his heel behind me.

There are thrilling steps all the way through, in front of which is the stone gate blocked by four statues, standing in front of the door and looking back, the spiral staircase behind him has been half destroyed, some have been smashed by boulders, some have collapsed by themselves, the stone gate that has been blown up below has been blocked by rubble, the stone walls on both sides have collapsed in several places, and the position where we are standing, there are several cracks under our feet, and we are about to be unable to support it.

Fortunately, the brother who stayed on it opened the stone door in advance, otherwise it would have been too late to open the mechanism at this time.

We followed the steps back to the first floor of the tomb, where the goddess, the monkey, the young master, and the prince were all waiting beside us, and the others escorted the wounded brother to retreat outside.

"Why have you been there for so long, I thought ......" The goddess saw me burrowing out of the hole and pounced directly, her eyes filled with deep worry.

"Why? Aircraft cannons can't kill me, let alone this little tomb. I patted her face as a sign of comfort.

"Don't get tired of it, this place is going to collapse soon, and I don't want to be a ground mouse." The young master reminded him, followed the monkey in front to lead the way, the prince took the big man on his back, I took the hand of the goddess, and a group of people ran like refugees fleeing the famine like the entrance of the tomb.

As soon as he passed through the tunnel where the walls were covered with venom, there was a loud sound like the sky cracking behind him, and countless boulders fell down, and the corridor was like a high-explosive bomb, and all the walls around it were shattered, and the entire tomb completely collapsed.

When we rushed out of the cave, we stood outside in the desert and looked back, the earth in a radius of hundreds of meters fell into the ground, forming a huge hole, and the collapse of the tomb caused the earth to fall, which was as conspicuous as a sinkhole in this endless desert.

However, it won't be long before the mausoleum where the sarcophagus of the high priest is buried, the last pure land of the Cazera tribe, will be buried deep underground in the yellow sand, and finally disappear into the boundless desert of Egypt.

Perhaps someone will find the site years later, but the High Priest's tomb has long since been buried in rubble and has no more value, and the only thing worth the risk, the golden scepter with the Eye of the Desert, is lying quietly in my backpack at this time.

At the moment when the archaeological captain was stoned to death, I rushed into the tomb to get this treasure, and from the mouth of the archaeological captain, the eye of the desert was not as simple as a priceless city, it had other secrets, but unfortunately the guy was very tight-mouthed, and he didn't tell the secret of the gem until he died.

But it doesn't matter if I know it or not, I don't plan to sell it, let alone seek the secret behind it, this is a unique gem in the world, money can't measure its value, I plan to make it into a necklace, while I am alive, to give it to the people I love the most.

I promised Thea that I would marry her when I came back from this mission to Africa, and maybe this gem would be the best wedding gift.

I'm ashamed to say that I haven't given a decent gift for so long, and I've always wanted to find a special, the only one in the world, and an extremely precious gift for her, and if one day I'm gone, at least I can leave something to accompany her in my place.

Standing on the edge of the sinkhole, gazing at the scene of hundreds of meters of collapse, I suddenly felt that all this was like providence, as if there was a thread in the darkness that led me to the ancient tomb, which was to find the true owner of this gem.

As we boarded the plane and slowly lifted off, I looked down through the window of the plane, and the huge crater was oval-shaped, like an open eye, staring at the sky above the desert, maybe this is the meaning of the name of the gem Eye of the Desert!

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