Burned beyond recognition, Tutamunka, covered in pitch black, actually crawled out of the thick ashes. [with _ dream]ā

His pitch-black knuckles clutched the wand with the black gem and pointed at him, making a short, hoarse sound.

"He's speeding himself up!" Alan exclaimed.

Tutamunka stumbled towards Eren and the others, reaching out menacingly, threatening to grab Ron by the neck.

"Oh no!" Ron let out a strange groan between his lips as he desperately backed away from Tutamunka's fatal blow.

Alan was amazed!Why didn't Tutamunka use magic?

Alan slammed his kick out and hit Tutamunka in the chest, and Tutamunka was kicked out.

Soon, however, Tutamunka rushed up at an even faster pace, staring at the trio with hollow eyes, his jaw solidifying into a terrifying grin peculiar to a skeleton.

He stiffened his arms, stretched out his hands, and lunged at Eren and them.

As Eren prepares to kick out again, Tutamunka's arm suddenly grows long, and he jumps past Alan and Ron, grabbing Nancy's throat with his tar-covered hand.

Nancy opened her mouth and struggled fiercely.

Tutamunka tilted his head and grabbed her tightly.

Nancy let out a cry that was almost suffocating.

Alan turned around and grabbed Tutamunka's arm.

"Let her go!" Alan shouted.

The charred skeleton let out a dry wheezing sound.

He grabbed Nancy tightly, pushing her straight back, and she was on the verge of falling to the ground.

Nancy closed her eyes in despair, her hands waving helplessly.

"Let go, let go, let go!" Ron found a wooden stick out of nowhere, and slammed it desperately on Tutamunka's arm.

Alan tugged at Tutamunka's arm, desperately trying to rip his hand away from Nancy's neck.

He did it.

Nancy clutched her neck and gasped.

Tutamunka straightened up and grabbed Eren with his backhand, trying to throw Eren off his shoulder.

Alan gasped in shock, he didn't expect this charred mummy to have such amazing power.

At the moment of flying out, Alan stretched out his hand, desperately trying to grab something so that he wouldn't fall too badly.

Purple light flashed.

Alan actually grabbed the shroud that Tutamunka had hidden on his chest.

Tutamunka was brought to the ground.

The purple amulet he had treasured on his chest fell out and rolled on the ground a few times with a ding-dong clang.

Alan finally saw the full picture of the purple amulet: it was a scarab amulet made of crystal clear amethyst.

Tutamunka twisted his body as hard as he could, trying to grasp the amulet on the ground.

But one hand is faster than his!

It's Alan!

Alan grabbed the purple amulet and threatened to fall.

Tutamunka was so frightened that he froze on the ground, he froze!

Seeing this, Alan seemed to understand what to do.

The basilisk's sharp fangs appeared in his hand instead of a wand.

With a vigorous swing, Eren slammed the basilisk's fangs through the scarab amulet.

The scarab talisman writhed and struggled in Allen's hand as if it had come to life.

Black smoke billowed from its back.

"No—" Tutamunka's terrifying screams shook the walls.

He rolled on the ground in agony, his limbs twitching as often as the scarab in Alan's hand.

As Tutamunka rolled near Nancy, Nancy retreated, her eyes wide in horror.

"My life, my life!" Tutamunka screamed.

He looked up in pain and stared at the scarab in Alan's hand.

"I live in this amulet!" he cried, "and it has kept me alive for four thousand years......! Right now...... Oh, oh......"

Tutamunka's voice lowered, and his body gradually stopped twitching.

His head, his arms, his entire body were reduced to ashes.

"What is he talking about?" Ron's eyes widened, his face full of incredulity.

"He'll live and die with this beetle!" Alan raised his hand, and the scarab talisman that had turned into powder was sprinkled on the ground.

"That...... That beetle ......," Nancy stammered, "is this mummy?"

Alan nodded. "I think so!"

Although Tutankhamun expected his resurrection in 4,000 years, he did not predict his own end.

After waiting for thousands of years, he only survived for a moment after his resurrection.

For Tutankhamun, this prophecy is a blessing or a curse!

At this moment, the entire burial chamber shook violently, and a loud noise came from outside the door of the burial chamber.

Ron ran over and opened the door, and huge rocks fell from the sky, blocking the door tightly!

With the thickness of these stones, it would take a long time to clear a path.

And now, what they lack most is time!

Nancy and Alan were shaken and bumped together, and Alan helped Nancy steadily.

"What's going on?" asked Nancy, horrified.

Maybe the fright she has received in her life is not as much as it is today.

"This catacombs are coming down!"

Alan quickly scanned his surroundings, looking for a chance to escape.

He'd just experimented with it, and for some reason, he couldn't phantom here!

Allen's eyes lit up when he saw a mural on the wall, "Hide in the golden coffin!" he shouted.

"Ah, why?" Nancy thought of the mummy's horrible appearance, and didn't want to go in at all.

"Hurry, or this place will soon collapse!" Alan urged.

"Listen to Alan!" Ron said as he ran forward.

Nancy grabbed Allen's hand and, with the help of Allen's power, stumbled forward.

The entire catacombs shook violently, and they were unable to stand still, and several times they almost fell to the ground.

Finally, with Ellen's help, Ron and Nancy got into the huge golden coffin.

Alan lifted the lid of the coffin and put it on top of the coffin.

Darkness envelops Ron and Nancy.

Alan pointed at Tutamunka's wand, which whistled towards Alan.

With the help of the system, Alan has collected the treasures in the room into his storage compartment.

The catacombs shook even more, and they could even hear the cacophony of stones rubbing against each other.

With a loud bang, a boulder fell from the top of his head, smashed into the ground, and instantly shattered into countless small pieces.

Rubble flew up and hit Eren on the back, who grinned in pain.

"Hurry up, Alan!" Nancy and Ron were worried, anxious.