The camel stared at the miracle in front of him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Every morning, before the sun rises, the sun shines obliquely into the atmosphere, travels long distances, and finally hits the ground. It was the light that had been strayed from the path of the long journey, and they illuminated the sky before sunrise.

Now, the light in front of the camel's eyes is that light, soft and cold, bright and scattered.

He looked up, thinking he would see the white sky.

But there was only dry river mud, as hard as sandstone.

"You...... Succeeded?"

The Count let go of his hand, and a stream of quicksand rose like a fountain against the great golden book that was about to fall, and the dust continued upward, gathering into a ball, and stopped in mid-air.

"This is just the beginning. ”

This sentence was some kind of signal, and then in front of the eyes of the two of them, the sand ball turned into the sun.

It's like the rising sun, there is not much light and heat, bright red as blood, hidden orange and yellow, like another color in a painting.

Then this round of the sun rises.

The light in the air began to warm up, the gray fog in the sky dissipated, the blue sky was covered with another layer of white fog, and the sun turned white.

Finally, noon arrived.

The sun radiated light and heat so unbridled that no mortal dared to look at him, he was like the king of the gods, reigning over Emunquet, enjoying the submission of a world.

Nothing could stop him from asserting his absolute rule, not even the rocky, stubborn mud of the river deep underground.

The temple of Horus has reappeared.

The camel resembles an ignorant tourist, watching the intricate rooms and the winding paths that string them together stretch into the unknown depths of the subterranean depths in the sun.

"You've made it......"

He raised his hand and waved it in the air, but eventually hit the river mud.

This road is not working.

"This is not the end. ”

The Count raised his hands and began his fanatical chanting.

The camel stood anxiously watching the ritual he could not comprehend, and he desperately searched for a thought to make himself less worried, such as that there were not enough camels in the city, that it was noon, and that the brightest sun was about to fall on the Nile.

Then the camel saw the midday sun shining before his eyes.

The mud barrier was gone, and he was in the shadow of the trees at noon, the breeze brushing his sweat-coated skin.

The sun bestows life on all of Emunchet.

"Let's go. ”

The Count stopped his salute and walked towards the path that appeared in front of the camel's eyes: "We don't have much time, the Countess is already standing on the edge of the trap, if she jumps it will be all over......"

"And if she gets around, our troubles will continue. ”

"Yes. ”

For the first time, the camel felt the urge not to wait, and he walked towards the light in the depths of the tunnel, expecting a round of the sun to welcome him at the end.

......

When Magellan placed his right foot on the first step and looked up at the high platform at the end of the stairs, he felt that he was walking towards his throne.

Obelisks and statues stand on both sides of the road, perhaps once welcoming a pharaoh or a god, and now they welcome Magellan in the same way.

"I had a bad premonition. ”

"Is it so scary to have a building that makes you feel like you're the master of Emunchet?"

"The people who live here are completely insane. ”

The countess stood beside Magellan and took a deep breath.

"Everything here smells of necromancy......"

Then a voice suddenly rang out.

"Because this place belongs to the necromancy. ”

On either side of the staircase, a group of black-robed men wearing gold masks came out of the room and gathered around the two of them.

"Welcome to the Eternal Ship. ”

Neither the countess nor Magellan moved, and they did not express their relative gratitude for the warm welcome.

"So there's really a group of people living here. ”

"We are believers in Anubis, passers-by of the underworld, dead spirits about to embark on an eternal journey. "All the black-robed men spoke the same sentence in the same voice, and they were more like a message than a soul.

"So, this is really the temple of Anubis?"

"No ......"

The necromancers scattered, and an exceptionally tall man came to Magellan, with a golden mask on his face unlike any other, the face of Anubis, the head of a jackal who guarded the necromancers.

"This is a place that has existed since the existence of the world, a gathering place of the dead, and we erect a statue of Anubis here because of his worship, but the temple does not belong to him. ”

"And where is this? whose temple, or whose temple?"

"This is not a place for any god, not even Osiris, the rightful master of the underworld, to set foot in, this is the forbidden land of the Eternals, the necromancers do not consider themselves masters, but no one but us can set foot here. ”

Magellan smiled and looked around, like every necromancer in front of him was a joke.

"And what are we?"

The countess raised her right hand, she was preparing a spell, Magellan's problem was tantamount to throwing a bleeding antelope into a school of crocodiles, he lit the oil lamp, but this preparation was far from enough.

There was a commotion in the horde of necromancy, some irrational impulse suddenly sprung up, and they walked uneasily, then stopped.

"You ......"

"Meow ......"

Miss Betty's cries echoed through the wide space and did not dissipate for a long time.

Magellan turned his head and looked the countess in the eyes.

They all heard it, and the sound came from the mural.

Then the two turned around and began to run.

The necromancers stood stunned and watched them, not catching up, but they still couldn't help but want to move farther away from the temple.

As they approached the towering mural, a pair of green eyes appeared in the darkness just under the triangular gate.

"Meow ......"

Miss Betty's cry was filled with unbelievable excitement, but it surprised both of them by surprise.

"Why is it over the gate?"

They stood under the gate and looked at the kittens in the dark.

Magellan looked up at the grotto, which looked more like a trap.

"Let's go, maybe we need to rethink how to pass the test of Anubis. ”

The Countess walked through the gate into the darkness and picked Miss Betty up from the ground.

"Meow!"

The kitten's pets and toys were not here, and it was not known where they had been left behind, but it seemed that Miss Betty herself did not feel any pity.

Magellan turned and put his hand on the door, and his hand touched a cold, solid cliff.

They went back to square one.