"Click", a slight cracking sound, came from underfoot.

In the next second, the gate behind the four of them slammed shut, and then a boulder fell.

However, the four of them still stared at it calmly.

This is a desperate situation for ordinary tomb robbers, but it is just an ordinary trick for their wizards.

Having mastered the magic of space, they can still easily leave here and return to the UK through a pre-made portkey.

"It seems that there have been many tomb robbers buried here, and they were all cleaned up by the mausoleum keepers in the past."

Dumbledore looked at the map in his hand.

"The map of the mausoleum keeper shows how to open the mechanism here, but we won't need it for the time being, and we won't go back the same way anyway."

The magic system of ancient Egypt was most prominent in various ritual magic and dark alchemy, and slightly weaker in other aspects.

Egypt of that era does not seem to have such convenient apparition magic and portkeys, and restrictions in this regard are almost non-existent.

Of course, it could also be that they haven't entered the real core area yet, so they haven't encountered it.

Or maybe he came in through the back door of the mausoleum keeper and avoided those magic traps.

Most likely, a similar powerful magic has long since dissipated over time.

Continuing along the passage, several people clearly felt a dark force hovering around them.

It was a kind of magic different from that of their wizards, dark, but not evil, but a symbol of sleep, rest, not so much magic as the divine power that sheltered the undead.

Further on, a statue was seen stuck in the middle, and it was impossible to make a detour.

When the statue saw them enter, it moved.

Wielding the weapon in his hand, he rushed towards the four of them.

In this narrow passage, there is no way to avoid it.

In order to prevent the collapse, none of the four used powerful spells, but only deformed the nearby stones, turned into chains to bind the statue, and finally was knocked into pieces all over the ground by the Peverell Patriarch's wand.

"Why is it that after all this time, the magic attached to this sculpture still works?"

"Is this the dark alchemy of Egypt? It's getting more and more interesting. Only such a magical civilization can bring a new future to wizards! ”

Several people agreed with Dumbledore's words.

Along the way, they learned all kinds of magic from this lost civilization, and they have to admit that they have reached considerable heights in many aspects.

More importantly, it is highly applicable, and it can also change the shortcomings of the insufficient number of wizards.

The ancient Egyptian priests did not have to possess any demanding talents to learn black and white magic.

"To respect the Pharaoh, you need to move your left foot forward with each step, not from side to side. The secret passed down from generation to generation by the mausoleum keepers is just that. So they were able to enter and exit the antechamber without disturbing the statue guarding the tomb. ”

"This game is a pharaoh's test of the humility and wisdom of those who come, if you can't even get through this, you won't be able to talk about the game in the future."

After easily cracking this level, several people move on to the next level.

Under the narrow single-plank bridge, there were four people who walked over with expressionless faces, and for them, the project that tested their courage was completely ineffective.

The second room, with a similar inscription.

"The elves in the slate, choose the right host, and the advantages and disadvantages are revealed here."

"This is probably where the so-called altar that seals the stone slabs is located, and those stone slabs are really sealed with ancient elves."

On the three-person high altar, several huge stone slabs are placed, and there are many such stone slabs here.

On the surface of each slate, there are strange patterns, as if there are all kinds of strange monsters, strange beasts, and also humanoids, and the carving itself is very rough, but the details are very charming, very rich, as if it can really be moved in the next moment.

"Be careful, they're waking up."

Approaching a stone slab, Dumbledore first noticed something unusual.

Green smoke rose from a stone slab at the edge, and a hideous-looking lion-like monster flew out of it, its huge fangs rushing towards the four of them.

The light of magic shone brightly, but the monster was unharmed, and finally the metal card in Dumbledore's arms let out a glow, and a strange ball monster with wings ran out, creating a large area of smoke and blocking the lion.

"Quick, grab these magic items, these plates have special effects, and anyone who doesn't have them will be treated as food!"

On the other side of the room, on a smaller altar, there was a dueling disc engraved with strange magical characters.

Each of them took one, and when they equipped it, their magic power was extracted.

Then, you can faintly feel the breath of sleep in the stone slabs in the room.

More than half of the stone slabs were completely silent, weak monsters that had died out over time.

"Pay our physical strength and spirit, we can summon the monsters we want to summon to fight, and the more powerful the monsters, the greater the consumption."

Soon after, more than a dozen strange monsters, large and small, appeared in front of them, and after a beating, the monster that broke through the sealing stone slab on its own was scattered.

The corresponding slab also cracked and was damaged.

"Let's go, let's go to the dark gladiatorial arena, if nothing else, we will face a hard fight."

The four old men were all a little out of breath, and although magic could be used to summon them in place of physical strength and spirit, they were not young.

The magic power of wizards also comes partly from the transformation of physical energy, and they are already a little overwhelmed.

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"Seventy-eighth, who's going?"

The exhausted four people collapsed on the high platform, looking like they were prostrating.

"I, I'm coming!"

Old Peverell poured himself a small sip of green potion, then took a deep breath and stepped forward.

On the high platform opposite, a unicorn giant monster with a length of more than ten meters appeared.

"Summon!"

A winged pegasus appears in front of you.

"Make it bigger, make it bigger for me!"

The old man took out his wand and transformed the monster he had summoned, turning the Pegasus, which was more than two meters tall, into a dozen meters.

Then, two ferocious monsters fight each other.

"Hmm····· It hurts! This damn dark game actually makes the monster and the host communicate with each other. ”

He clutched his chest and half-knelt on the ground and cursed.

"That's for sure, after all, the monsters here are born in people's hearts, and then sealed into the stone tablets through black magic, and each of them can communicate with the host's heart."

"That's the price of gaining power!"

Behind him, Dumbledore was so tired that he could barely open his eyes. [.]