"Let's learn to play cards!"

During his travels, Dumbledore had suggested this more than once.

"No, we don't have time to play child's game."

The other three old men were all wilted and completely unable to lift their spirits.

"You have to win the game to beat the levels········ It's a dark ritual, and the game is just a façade. ”

Dumbledore held a stack of gilded metal cards in his hand and observed with interest.

"We don't have that good interest··········· Play on your own. ”

In a gloomy stone room, several people sat down tiredly to rest.

Several old people are old, half of their bodies are in the ground, and after going through the traps of the first few levels, they are already very tired.

They seemed to be staying in a room used by the Tomb Keepers, one of the few safe areas.

"In this place full of unknowns and mysteries, it's best to follow its original rules. Our purpose is not not to be a funeral object for the king, but to inherit the magic of the ancient Egyptian priests, and the set of thousand-year-old artifacts is secondary, and the most important is the dark alchemy that creates monsters, demons, and elves. ”

Dumbledore leaned against the cold stone wall and whispered.

The metal card in his hand appeared to be made of brass with a layer of gold plated on the outside.

"This metal card is a condensed version of the evolution of the sealing slate, and I can feel that there is an alien creature sealed in it, and it has good power."

His hooked nose almost reached the top of the card, and it was painted with a man holding two swords.

"I have to admit that this dark alchemy has exceeded my expectations, it is a highly sophisticated system, very different from our European magic."

"I'm curious about what caused all this to disappear, such a powerful civilization."

"Maybe we'll find out in the end."

After resting for a while, they continued on to the next level.

The extremely terrible curse for ordinary people, in front of these old wizards who have been immersed in the Dharma for half their lives, is not as mysterious as they imagined.

As long as you don't get greedy enough to touch the burial goods, you won't touch the poison that is smeared on them, and you won't trigger the ancient magic traps.

Since ancient times, there have been many terrible rumors about the tombs of pharaohs, but there are also many people who have returned from various pyramids, and most of them have been able to avoid many dangers by those who are too greedy.

After cracking a few labyrinthine levels, they simply ate some dry food, replenished their strength, and used magic to conjure water to quench their thirst.

It is difficult to find a clean water source in the mausoleum, and even the passage for the mausoleum keepers to enter and exit the pyramid has long been cut off due to disrepair.

Fortunately, they were no ordinary adventurers or tomb robbers, but experienced and wealthy wizards, and these difficulties did not affect them.

"I've always loved playing cuddleball, and of course I've loved chess, and when I was a kid, I had a little time thinking about playing all kinds of games all over the world, dominating the game world, and becoming a real game king."

An elderly man, dressed like a retired gentleman wizard, is rare among wizards, dressed almost like an ordinary person, and does not look like a wizard at all.

"Sony, I didn't expect you to have such childish thoughts when you were a child. Dominating the gaming world? How do I remember that you seem to have been learning to deal with potions since you were six years old? ”

The old witch asked lazily on the side.

They had a map of the Tomb Keepers, and they entered through a relatively safe back door, encountering few dangers along the way.

After all, even the closed pyramids actually need to be repaired and cared for regularly, especially those magic traps, if no one has been inspected and maintained, they will disappear into the world sooner or later.

"Such a naïve idea was of course before I studied magic, when I came from an aristocratic family and had no idea that I was a wizard, until that day I turned my room into a sea of flowers."

"I think this pharaoh is very interesting, he has set up these dark games in his mausoleum, and only by winning all the way, the last person can come to him and obtain the final duel qualification."

They didn't walk very fast, observing the walls of the passage as they went.

It is a hand-dug tunnel, and the walls are covered with Egyptian characters and very abstract drawings, but due to age, most of them are wrinkled, and a few have fallen off the walls.

Using his fingers to dip some stone chips from the ground, Dumbledore observed them and said:

"It's been unmaintained for at least two hundred years, and the guy who gave me the map doesn't seem to be lying, their family really doesn't have the money to repair it."

"This is normal, how can there be a thousand years of unchanging loyalty? Not to mention that it is just the descendants of the mausoleum keepers, even the mausoleum keepers themselves, if they can live until now, they may not have much respect here. ”

Patriarch Peverell seemed to have thought of something, and was moved.

He continued to walk diagonally down the passage for more than thirty meters, and came to a spacious place, where there was a door, and on each side of the door, there was a statue of an Egyptian warrior more than two meters high, holding a spear pointed in front of him, as if facing an enemy.

Unfortunately, as the years passed, the original lifelike statue lost its magical luster and became dilapidated.

To the left and right of the stone gates, are warnings written in hieroglyphic scripts of ancient Egypt.

"This is already the road to the tomb, and the door is inscribed with ancient Egyptian script, warning tomb robbers and tomb keepers that before that they are considered intruders."

Dumbledore was fluent in all languages, even the giants' words could be understood, and he naturally did not let go of Egyptian writing.

When he was young, he used to search the world for unknown magic, and he never missed the idea of the Egyptian alchemical book "Jade Record", and it was probably then that he taught himself Egyptian writing.

"In front of this, it belongs to the sleeping place of the great ** elder, and those who dare to invade will be punished by God, and their souls will be driven into darkness, and ** will be completely destroyed···········"

Dumbledore translated the words to them.

"That is, we're going to officially come into contact with the so-called Dark Ritual next?"

"I want to ········ Yes! There is a dark force hovering behind this gate, beware, this may be the power of the gods of ancient Egypt. ”

They cautiously pushed open the stone door and entered it with their shining wands.