Home of the dead in Hamnata, the resting place of the pharaohs, and the paradise of Hanubis, the god of death.

It is said that this is the closest place to death, and it is also the closest sacred place to the sun god. Death and brilliance echo each other here, and pyramids rise in the middle of the city, bathed in sunlight and death.

"Pharaoh, Pharaoh, Pharaoh" Under the twelve huge pyramids, countless soldiers armed with spears and shields shouted at the sky. There are also countless slaves prostrate on the ground, bowing their heads to the sky in worship.

The cries of the crowd were deafening, the sky shone brightly, and the white-robed priests rushed down from the clouds in horse-drawn carriages, completely detonating the entire Hamna Tower.

"Long live the Pharaoh!" Behind hundreds of white-robed sacrificial carriages, Ansuna, armed with the spear of judgment, raised her arms and shouted.

"Hooray, hooray!" The soldiers raised their spears in unison, echoing the word "long live".

Hundreds of carriages fell from the sky in Long Live Hooray, and Ansuna had an excited look in her eyes and spread her arms to enjoy the cheers of countless people.

Immorton, who stepped out of the carriage, looked at Ansuna with a smile. It was only after the people's voices slowly subsided that he said something imperceptibly to a priest beside him.

Hearing the sacrifice instructed by Immorton, the corner of his eye secretly glanced at Ansuna, who was still excited. Then he flew towards the Tower of Hamna, a sacrificial palace, and everything seemed unaware.

"Princess Ansuna, the palace is ready, please go and inspect it." Immorton didn't say anything to the soldiers, or even the slaves, who had come to greet them. Even he didn't bother to look at some people, and Ansuna was the only one in his eyes.

Ansuna looked at Immorton's burning gaze with a smile, and the spear of judgment in her hand made her look heroic, with an indescribable strength.

"Let's wait a while, the Pharaoh has asked me to inspect the shrine of the sages in the Tower of Hamna, and there must be no mistakes in this regard!" Ansuna's veiled face couldn't tell whether she was happy or angry, but Immorton on the side couldn't hide the death on her face.

However, despite the disappointment in his heart, Immorton still put away his disappointed expression, showed a solemn and solemn look on his face, and bowed his head and replied, "Yes, Lord Princess. The will of the Pharaoh is above all else, and the High Priest Immorton obeys your orders! ”

In the Egyptian mythological system, the sun god is the supreme being, even Hanubis, the god of death, who is also afraid of the dazzling light of the sun. And the pharaoh in the Pharaonic Dynasty is the shepherd who guards the world on behalf of the sun god. Immorton, the high priest who believes in this god of death, whether it is power or status, can only make him the second person, and it is far from the possibility of becoming the first person.

Immorton lowered his head high, but Ansuna was not surprised at all, but snorted arrogantly.

Such behavior is not Ansuna's pride. Rather, it is Ansuna, who holds the spear of judgment, representing the Pharaoh. If she behaved in a way that did not match her identity, the guards loyal to the Pharaoh would definitely nail her to the ground with their spears at the first opportunity.

"Let's go, let's make sacrifices to the sages and sacrifice to the god Hanubis who is guarding here." Ansuna spoke softly to Immorton, and then a white-robed priest rose into the air, quickly flying over the slaves who built the pyramid.

The priests who flew up were chanting very strange language one by one. There was a sense of coldness and strangeness in this language, and all the slaves who heard the chanting involuntarily stood up.

Hundreds of thousands of slaves, with no end in sight. Ninety-nine percent of the people stood up, and those who didn't stand up were all summoned into the air by the flying priests waving their hands.

The total number of these slaves summoned into the air was only hundreds. And physically, he still maintains a kneeling posture.

Immorton looked at the slaves kneeling in the air, nodded with satisfaction after a long time, and said to the white-robed priests who had returned, "The Grim Reaper is pleased with these sacrifices, and brought them to the door of the pyramid. ”

With Immortun's words, a hundred white-robed priests each took a slave and stood respectfully behind Immorton and Ansuna.

After the white-robed priest returned to his throne with the sacrifice, the whole procession suddenly sounded the sound of a trumpet.

At the sound of the trumpet, dark clouds rolled in the sky, obscuring the sun in the sky.

In the Tower of Hamna, the statue of the Grim Reaper, towering in all directions, turned the head on the stone statue in unison at this moment, and red blood light appeared in his eyes.

"Offer the sacrifice!" Under the gaze of countless soldiers and hundreds of thousands of captives, a black iron book appeared directly in Immorton's hand.

The black iron book was intricately patterned, and Immorton held his hands in the middle and walked to the door of a pyramid with a serious face.

Immorton and the priests were standing no more than a few hundred meters from the nearest pyramid. But everyone walked very slowly, hundreds of meters away, everyone walked for a full ten minutes, and by the time they reached the stone gate of this pyramid, many people had sweat on their foreheads.

It's not how tired everyone is all the way, but it's that they're all under the gaze of Hanubis all the way, and everyone doesn't dare to have any rudeness in the eyes of God, and they are all in a high degree of mental tension.

"The soul of the living returns to the bosom of death. Their **, will be food for the guardians! Standing in front of the gate of a pyramid, Immorton waved for the priest to deliver ten slaves.

The eyes of these slaves who were sent up were full of happiness. They knelt on the ground, as if hypnotized, and kept bowing to the gate of the pyramid.

An eerie, incomparably eerie atmosphere envelops the entire Hamna Tower.

All the soldiers and slaves who saw this scene felt cold for a while. It was as if there was something in the dark, staring at everyone with an invisible cold gaze.

"Thank you, spirits of the dead guarding the Tower of Hamna, for your selfless dedication. In the name of Hanubis, the god of death, I allow you to enjoy the sacrifice before you! Immorton suddenly spoke strange words loudly into the air, and with these words, countless black mist suddenly rushed out of the pyramid, turning into the shape of skeletons one by one, and pounced on the ten slaves who were sacrificed.

Ten slaves kneeling in front of the pyramid shriveled down visibly in the black mist. There was a faint sound of laughter coming from inside the closed pyramid, and everyone who saw this scene couldn't help but shudder.

"We love this sacrifice, the soul goes to the god Hanubis, and the flesh and blood go to us!" An ancient voice came from inside the pyramid, and Immorton nodded silently after hearing the sound, and walked to the next pyramid again without hesitation.

Hundreds of slaves, sacrificed in the twelve pyramids. The number of slaves required varies from one size to another. In many cases, more than two dozen people were needed to sacrifice, and in the few pyramids, as long as two or three living people were used as sacrifices, the ancient existence inside would be very satisfied.

Of course, this is not to say that all the creatures in the pyramids will be interested in these slaves.

In one of the seemingly inconspicuous pyramids, the black mist that rushed out did not pay attention to the sacrifices, but directly pounced on those white-robed sacrifices.

By this time, Immorton was not showing any signs of humility. He showed humility in the sacrifices, but this attitude was directed towards the high Grim Reaper, not the guardians of these tombs.

When the guardian of the first mausoleum chose to pounce on the sacrifice, the black iron book in Immorton's hand shone brightly, turning into a black light that directly entered the inside of the pyramid, causing an earth-shattering roar to resound throughout the pyramid.

"What is it that is in it to be sacrificed? I can understand the return of souls to death, but why do they need flesh and blood for sacrifice? After the last pyramid was sacrificed, Ansuna looked at Immorton and asked in confusion.

"No, I don't know. In the closed pyramid, it was never opened. It may be inhabited by resurrected mummies, or it may be from hell, and no one knows what they are. It is only known that they are mausoleums, or guardians in the Tower of Hamna. Immorton shook his head without thinking about it, and gently stroked the black iron book in his hand.