"Ellen, help me!" Ron couldn't control his emotions at all, and called out to Eren in a broken break. ◢ with ◢ dream ◢ small ◢ .lā

A pair of claws grabbed his pants, and he stepped back—only to be tapped against the back of his shoe by something from behind.

Ron struggled to get rid of the little things, but accidentally tripped over them.

"Don't ...... Don't!"

Now Ron was unsteady on his feet, and he began to fall forward.

He stretched out his hands helplessly, but couldn't grasp anything.

"No, no, no, no!"

Ron leaned forward, letting out a horrible scream.

Then he felt two hands firmly grasp his shoulders from behind.

Ron convulsed with fear.

He felt the critters wriggling and biting beneath his feet.

The hands were firmly gripping his shoulders and holding him up.

Ron couldn't breathe or think.

"Calm down, Ron!"

Feeling the tremor of his subordinates' bodies, Alan accentuated his voice.

Nancy, on the side, groped her way to Alan's side.

She was tickling all over, as if something was crawling along her legs and onto her left wrist.

Nancy shook her hand vigorously, "What the hell is this?"

She was itching all over her body and had a slight tingling sensation in her arms and legs.

"It must be some kind of insect!" Alan himself was protected by a wonderful wizard robe, but he didn't have to worry about being bitten.

However, we can't let the situation go any further, we have to find a way.

"Ron, Nancy, close your eyes and open your mouths!" Alan ordered.

"They're going to crawl into their mouths!" Ron said in a trembling voice, wishing he had never been born.

"Don't worry, I'm fast!"

Nancy tugged at Alan's sleeve to signal that she was ready.

Alan poured the unicorn powder in his hand into her mouth.

Then, ignoring Ron's resistance, the powder was shoved into his mouth.

Subsequently, Alan released the two-headed chicken snake beast in the system's pet space.

A disgusting, rusty smell of metal gradually spread through the air.

Although the two-headed chicken snake beast is miniatial, its power is not weak at all.

As soon as it appeared, Alan noticed that the dense little creatures on the ground were crawling desperately back and forth, struggling to get away from the little two-headed and snake beast.

"What does it smell like, what is going on?" Nancy panicked, lest something bad might happen.

Ron felt better, shaking his body constantly.

He felt the spider-like creatures crawling on top of him fall to the ground.

He was so addicted to this shaking that he couldn't stop it.

"Don't worry, they've all crawled away. Alan comforted softly.

"Alan, did you bring stinking eggs? Turns out they're so effective at killing spiders!" Ron asked.

At the same time, he secretly decided in his heart that he must buy more stinky eggs after he goes back, which is a weapon for self-defense!

"You two are here, I'll climb up and see what the scepter is all about. ”

Alan didn't answer Ron's question, and the priority was to find a way to leave.

With the help of his memory, he climbed up to the statue with precision, groping and touching the black gem on the scepter.

The magic in Eren's body was uncontrollably fed into the scepter.

The scepter emitted a dazzling white light that shot straight onto the lotus throne in the middle of the temple.

The Book of Death on the Lotus Throne floats in mid-air, slowly unfolding.

Pictures of the lives of the ancient Egyptian aristocracy and ancient Egyptian characters are suspended in mid-air.

Although Ron and Nancy couldn't read the text, they could understand that the content of the painting turned out to be Tutamunka's life.

They watched infatuately, even ignoring the dense scorpions, which had a thick layer on the floor!

More precisely, the corpse of a scorpion.

At this time, a majestic and vicissitudes of chanting came from the Book of Death.

Although Nancy and Ron couldn't understand it, it didn't prevent them from feeling a sense of awe from the bottom of their hearts.

Alan understood, and he climbed down from the idol of Osiris and listened quietly.

It is a prayer to the gods and a consolation to the dead.

It is a chant to the gods and a description of the world of the dead.

The words, though simple, are beautifully worded and sincere.

"I am a holy lotus flower, born from the nostrils of Ra, which belongs to Hashe...... I eagerly await God's grace to reach the 'Reed Field' and bask in the divine light. ”

As the sound faded away, all the pictures and words were suspended in the air, spinning like a marquee, like a whirlpool, like a nebula.

Eventually, they took on the shape of the sun and were suspended above the lotus throne.

The Eye of Horus appeared on every leaf of the lotus.

The ancient Egyptians believed that the Eye of Horus would help them repair their bodies, help them resurrect, and protect them from harm on the road to eternal life.

Alan struggled to remember the patterns and texts he had seen on the walls of the tunnels.

"And - pulled nostrils!"

Alan's brain was spinning wildly, pondering the meaning of the inscription.

In Egypt, the sun god Ra was symbolized by the sun's rays, and the pyramids symbolized the sun's rays rushing into the sky.

There is also this passage in the inscription just now: The sky stretches out its own light to you, so that you can go to the heavens, like the eyes of Ra!

"This is the ladder!" Alan slapped excitedly.

The patterns of these pictures and words correspond to the lotus throne one by one, like a ladder to heaven.

"This is the way Tutamunka has left for himself. Once he's resurrected, he'll be able to inject magic into God's scepter, activate the ladder, and he'll be able to return to the world!"

Alan was so excited, he found a way to get out!

Alan told Ron and Nancy his guess.

"So, as long as we stand on the lotus throne, we can go out. Ron looked at the ladder with reverence.

Nancy burst into tears of joy and threw herself into Alan's arms.

Ron's mouth opened wide and looked at Nancy and Allen in surprise.

Alan could understand Nancy's feelings, and he patted Nancy lightly on the back, "Now, let's get out of here!"

Alan politely pulled away from Nancy's embrace, pressed his hands on the lotus throne, and jumped up easily.

He reached out and pulled Nancy and Ron up as well.

The three of them held hands and stood in the middle of the wide throne, looking forward to leaving the vast catacomb.

However, half a day passed, and they did not change anything, and they remained in the same place.

"Why are we still here?" Ron asked anxiously.

Nancy looked wistfully at the swirling nebula-shaped vortex of pictures and words swirling overhead.

Tears kept rolling down her cheeks.

How do you get out?