Chapter 285: Dried Corpse

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The Egyptologist's dwelling was rudimentary, with a slightly empty room with only a carpet, bottles and jars, and an old table.

"He's not here." O'Connor frowned.

Jonathan pursed his lips, turned to walk out, and said, "You can all know that the mummy is going to trouble him, and that guy must know that he must be hiding." ā€

O'Connor grabbed him by the neck, pulled him in, and said, "Then we'll have to see if he has hidden the Black Book of the Dead here." ā€

Jonathan shrugged his shoulders and followed O'Connor, flipping through the drawers.

Unfortunately, it took the two of them more than ten minutes to turn this place almost upside down, and they still didn't find it.

"Where is that guy hiding!" O'Connor frowned.

Jonathan whistled and said, "Look at me." ā€

He walked out the door and knocked on the door next door.

The door cracked, revealing a slightly older face.

But when the man saw that it was Jonathan, a stranger, he was busy closing the door.

Just as his head was about to retract, it stopped abruptly, and a pair of eyes showed a thick greed.

Jonathan raised the bill in his hand and said, "As long as you tell me where the guy next door to you goes, the money is yours." ā€

The man swallowed lightly and said, "I don't know where he went, but I know where he frequented." ā€

"Very well, tell me, the money is yours." Jonathan smirked.

The other party quickly named three places, a bar, a restaurant, and the museum of antiquities that Evelyn and the others should have arrived.

"He can't be in the museum, he shouldn't be in the mood to go to the bar at this time, only in the restaurant." O'Connor analyzed, "Let's go to that restaurant!" ā€

After finishing speaking, he suddenly raised his gun, and the man's half-stretched hand immediately retracted, and with a scream, he closed the door with a "clang".

With a flick of his hand, O'Connor snatched the bill from the stunned Jonathan and stuffed it into his pocket, saying, "Ten pounds, do you know how many bullets you can buy?" ā€

"Hey, how did I find out that you are more shameless than me!" Jonathan catches up with O'Connor with a look of adoration.

The two of them made a little inquiry on the side of the road and learned the location of the restaurant, which was not far away.

As they arrived, the Egyptologist in Little Red Riding Hood was eating, and the Black Book of the Dead was still tightly held in his arms.

"Hey." Jonathan walked up to him with a smile.

The Egyptologist was startled, and immediately felt that his armpit was empty, and the Black Book of the Dead, which he regarded as a treasure, had fallen into O'Connor's hands.

"Give it back to me!" He immediately stood up and shouted angrily.

In response to him was a cold muzzle.

Seeing O'Connor pulling out his gun, the restaurant instantly became chaotic.

The Egyptologist's face changed, and he exclaimed, "What do you want to do?" ā€

"I just want to save your life." O'Connor tucked the Black Book of the Dead into his arms and said, "Immorton, the mummy high priest, has come after him. ā€

Using the knowledge he had gained from the tavern, he raised his chin slightly, and said with a pretentious expression: "Only by killing you cursed people can he fully regain his strength, so ......"

Jonathan gloated and added, "Brother, you're in trouble!" ā€

"That's right." A mocking voice suddenly interjected.

All three of them were startled, and O'Connor turned his head, and then saw his good friend Benny standing in the doorway, with a smug look on his obscene face.

O'Connor's eyes narrowed, his face wary and nervous.

Jonathan even subconsciously stood behind O'Connor.

He also saw the strange man in a black robe and a copper mask next to Benny.

The aura on the other party's body was very cold, and everyone could feel that he was not good.

O'Connor didn't hesitate to shoot at the black-robed man.

The gunshots rang out, causing even more chaos in the restaurant, and the restaurant owner, who had wanted to stop it, squatted on the ground with his head in his hands.

The bullet slammed into the black-robed man's face with a crisp thud, knocking the copper mask off, revealing a face as shriveled and hideous as tree bark.

"Immorton!" O'Connor Road.

Immorton smiled coldly, and suddenly turned into a cloud of yellow sand and swept towards several people.

"Meow."

The cat's meow suddenly came out, scaring Immorton off as he turned into yellow sand.

In ancient Egypt, cats were the guardians of the underworld, and the undead should be classified as Immorton, who had not yet fully recovered, and were the most afraid of cats.

Regaining his steaf, Immorton turned his gaze to Jonathan, a look of shame evident on the mummy's face.

The previous cat bark was pretended by Jonathan.

"You're dead!" His voice was cold.

Jonathan shrunk his neck.

Immorton turned into sand again, this time straight at Jonathan.

He swore to kill the guy who dared to humiliate himself.

However......

When he was already in front of Jonathan, Jonathan suddenly reached into his arms and held a little black guy in front of him.

"Meow."

The kitten seemed to feel something, opened its eyes, and barked softly.

Immorton shouted, this time so frightened that he couldn't even see his shadow.

O'Connor glared at Jonathan, who was whistling and smug on his face.

This guy must have done it on purpose before - knowing that Immorton's nemesis before he fully recovered was a cat, the two of them caught a small black cat before they came here.

"Oops! That guy ran away! O'Connor suddenly noticed that only the two of them were left in the restaurant, and his face changed slightly.

"You mean Benny, you're friends after all, it's not good to kill you." Jonathan tried to persuade.

"I don't mean him." O'Connor Road.

That's when Jonathan reacted.

Just now during the confrontation between the two sides, the Egyptologist sneaked away!

The two glanced at each other and hurriedly ran outside.

When they reached the Egyptologist's downstairs, they noticed a dark shadow on the ground.

The two of them walked over and found that it was already a dried corpse.

Egyptologists, apparently sucked dry by Immorton!

"Two of the four have died...... He's definitely going to find my sister! Jonathan exclaimed.

He pulled O'Connor and was about to run, but O'Connor stopped him: "No, it's too late, we can only go to another place." ā€

"Where?" Jonathan had a thick look of distrust on his face.

Although he is unreliable, his concern for his sister is real.

"A magical place where we can really stand up to Immorton," O'Connor said, with a dark look in his eyes, "and before he reacts, let's go." ā€

"But my sister ......"

"Rest assured, Evelyn will be fine without the Book of Death resurrecting his Ansuna." O'Connor spoke firmly.