The valley of the royal family's sleep is actually a valley.

After a thousand years, this place has been covered with yellow sand, and the ancient Egyptian dynasty has been buried in the long years.

casually showed the imaginary invisibility cloak, Lin Zhengyang sat on the flying carpet and wore an invisibility cloak and came here.

The fairy tale magic came to his hands, and he learned and used it lively, completely not confined to the inherent fairy tales, and did not carry out secondary processing according to his own imagination anytime and anywhere, and embodied the fairy tale magic.

Of course, the more powerful it is, the more power it needs, and even if it's not the kind that exists permanently, it's a burden.

Outside the pyramid, inside the camp stationed, are various archaeological teams.

It's called archaeology, but it's actually a legal tomb robbery.

The current Egyptian government, which is not an ancient Egyptian dynasty, naturally has no objection to the excavation of ancient tombs, as long as it gives more money.

In addition to the pyramids, there are actually many ancient tombs in Egypt, and not everyone is qualified to live in the pyramids.

The Egyptian government imposes a heavy tax on such archaeological discoveries, and no matter what is found, it cannot be taken with it unless it is taxed enough, which is more than 50 percent.

This is a significant source of income.

Every year, ancient tombs are excavated and treasures and even gold are obtained.

The archaeological team and mercenaries sent by Lin Zhengyang are here.

"Boss."

Seeing Lin Zhengyang coming, the leader of the archaeological team, an old white scholar, came forward to say hello.

A few mercenaries on the side cautiously took out the photos and checked the identity of their employers.

"Dr. Harpy, I heard you're in local trouble?"

Harpy is a well-known doctor in the field of archaeology, and he has studied the history and culture of ancient Egypt, which is why Lin Zhengyang chose him to lead the team.

"It's not trouble, it's big trouble, boss."

Harpy frowned, and his old face looked even more vicissitudes.

"This is the pyramid of Atum, the pharaoh who is said to be a god, in fact in mythology Atum was originally a god in the Godhead above Ra, but later the myths merged and became an incarnation of Ra...... The pharaoh who can bear the name of Atum obviously has some kind of means that we don't know about, this pyramid, we can't pry a single stone from it. ”

Lin Zhengyang became interested.

As soon as he stood on the sand, he already felt a vague divine power.

"Atum, you like to transform into a black bull, right?"

"The Black Bull is the embodiment of his liking and can represent Him."

"Then sacrifice him with a black bull!"

Soon, the archaeological team brought a black bull from a nearby market.

Lin Zhengyang personally slaughtered the black cow, took blood, filled a bowl, and painted it into a sacrificial pattern, and the harpy recited the language of the priests, which was secretly created in ancient Egypt to maintain mystery, and was specially used to communicate with the gods.

Soon, the black bull's blood sprinkled on the ground was swallowed by the sand, leaving no trace.

This means that Atum accepted the sacrifice.

However, in fact, in Lin Zhengyang's eyes, it was actually the pyramid's defense system that was pried open.

The rigid divine power defense system has finally been caught by someone after thousands of years of operation.

Coupled with the fact that Atum's own soul had actually left with the Millennium Block, Muto Shuangroku had also cracked some defense mechanisms when he visited this pyramid last time...... So, in fact, there are quite a few loopholes.

Next, Lin Zhengyang saw the trick and led the group all the way.

Soon, it was discovered in a large stone chamber inside the tower.

The huge frescoes depict the pharaohs summoning monsters to fight, and there are a large number of clay tablets in the corners.

"Incredible, simply incredible, this is something that has not been seen in other pharaonic pyramids......"

The harpy, and others, looked nervously at the patterns on the mural, slowly deciphering the cuneiform scripts.

Lin Zhengyang, who already knew the truth, of course knew why.

Because of the face of foreign enemies, so opened the forbidden magic book, created a thousand-year-old artifact, so as to have the power to extract the monsters and elves that live in people's hearts and seals, in the stone room, there are still some sealing clay tablets, there are still living elves......

Pterodactyl, Black Wizard Girl, Black Magician...... The blue-eyed white dragon did not have it, and the stone slab of the Three Illusion Gods was destroyed in the flames of war.

These extracted elves and monsters, under the power of the thousand-year-old artifact controlled by the priest, can be briefly materialized and fought.

This is the predecessor of the dueling elves.

After all, whether these elves or monsters, most of them are disembodied monster spirits.

"Too weak......"

Sealed in the stone slabs, after thousands of years, many weak elves have long since died, and there are still elves in the hundreds of stone slabs who still have elves to stay and only talk about a dozen.

Even then, they are already on the verge of extinction.

Spirit life, which is also life, is not yet a god, and will also perish.

"Boss, here's the mural you said about casting artifacts......

One of the archaeologists shouted as he pointed to a mural somewhere in the stone chamber.

“…… The ...... of gold The ...... of the tomb Intense resentment...... With this magic, seven days and nights were smelted, and the artifact was burned into ...... The clay tablets will communicate with the underworld, vigilant...... Evil Gods of the Underworld ......"

Lin Zhengyang looked at it very carefully and carefully wrote down the steps.

When the archaeological team was not there, he casually found a gold bracelet and used it as an artifact embryo.

"The thousand-year-old incorruptible soil of the ancient tomb is soaked in the breath of the underworld...... Isn't that the soil inside the pyramid? God mysterious! ”

Using the burial soil taken from the pyramid of Atum and the pure dew on it, the gold bracelet was bought and buried, molded into a clay tablet, and roasted and smelted after the ceremony.

In the process, it is necessary to perform blood sacrifices, the stronger the resentment, the better, and collect this strong spiritual power in order to stimulate the dark power of the artifact itself......

Lin Zhengyang actually couldn't do this step, in the original book, it was a massacre of a village and a collection of grievances.

"Does the death of an innocent bring a strong hatred? This is the origin of the dark power of the thousand-year-old artifact, right? It's black magic, it's cruel enough! ”

Lin Zhengyang had no way to skip this step, so he had to buy a few prisoners from the prison and execute them on the ceremonial ground, barely enough of the standard.

Finally, it is to follow the steps of the mural to communicate with the underworld and guide the divine power to carry out the ritual......

Seven days and seven nights later, the seal was opened on time, and a gold bracelet with a rich dark aura surging around it appeared.

The clay tablets, which are used as molds, become a gateway to the underworld according to rituals.

Lin Zhengyang curiously threw his strength into it, and the portal on the clay tablet really opened.

"Wait, where is this? Isn't it supposed to be together with the underworld? ”