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The moonlight grew darker and darker, until the entire space fell into pitch black, and then in the countess's hand, a cloud of silver light burst out, and countless tiny points of light were scattered in the air, filling the entire space, like a storm of light.

Magellan stood in this light, looking up at the goddess away from this underwater space, the silver moonlight could no longer illuminate the whole space, looking up through the lake, the full moon of the zenith was small and dim, as if the goddess had followed away from this world together.

"The treasure trove is open?"

But Thoth's right hand did not appear.

Miss Betty jumped on the Countess's shoulder, threw up her head and shouted.

"Meow. ”

The waves on the lake swayed, and the moon in the sky shook with it.

Then a god's severed arm fell out of the water.

"That's ......"

Thoth's right hand. ”

The countess smiled and waved her right hand, and a blurry moonlight rippled away.

"Time is on our side, Professor Magellan, for the gods are dead. ”

Magellan smiled and picked up the right hand of the baboon, which was thick to him, and watched as the countess's magic wrapped the gold around the corpse, and then tied the gold nugget to his back with a rope.

"Gone. ”

The Countess came to the altar and held out her hand to pick up Miss Betty, "Don't you need time to remember the information here?"

"No need. ”

......

"Will this spell work?"

"We can take a look at ......"

It is a tall temple, built against the mountain, which directly carved half of the rocky mountain, carving huge seated statues of pharaohs and their wives and an empty hall.

And on the altar in the middle of the main hall, there stood the camel and his magic advisor.

"Don't tell me about those magical theories, I know, your statement is logical, it's true that magic that borrows the power of Thoth is the most powerful one today when the gods are dead, but you didn't answer my question. ”

The camel opened its hands and embraced the sunlight shining through the walls into the temple.

"Won't Magellan spoil your business?"

"He's going to try to stop me, but as long as he's behind, the disadvantage can't be changed. ”

The black-robed man held a thick book made of papyrus, and his other hand stretched out and placed it on the altar, and the sand gold was like a thin golden thread, leaking through his fingers and falling silently on the stone slab.

In the middle of the altar not far from him, Thoth's baboon's right leg rested quietly on the stone slab, and golden blood slowly oozed from the wound, dripping onto the altar and then vanishing.

"So far, we've only found this right leg, and then you asked me to let go of the head that was close at hand......"

"It's not close, explorer, the greatest strength you have is tenacity and smell, and when faced with Magellan, you can't wait to throw both things into the sand. The black-robed man methodically followed a predetermined trajectory, each step taking exactly the same distance, "Yes, I told you to abandon your advance and turn away after seeing Thoth's head, so that Magellan could get it." ”

"You see, it's not all for nothing. ”

"I know," said the camel, crouching down and looking down at the golden sand on the stone altar, tiny as a speck of dust, surprising to him, "but if this magic fails, it will be tantamount to giving Magellan something important." ”

"You can see for yourself. ”

The last grain of golden sand left the man's hand and landed on the stone slab.

"It won't be long. ”

The wind howled past the temple, kicking up dust and falling on the sandstone with a continuous sound.

In the midst of this distant noise, a low chant came from under the black robe.

It was like a never-ending howl of wind from the entrance to the temple of Anubis, bringing the voice from the underworld to earth.

The camel shook its head anxiously, took a few steps back, and walked down the altar.

Finally, the chanting ended.

A gust of wind blew, like the last breath of the beast before it died, and the camel's eyes widened as the golden condensation of the wound on the god's right leg turned a dark color like a bloody scab.

With one hand on the edge of the altar, the camel jumped up the stone platform and walked up to the baboon's right leg, watching as a dark aura emerged from beneath the dark brown hair.

"Will they find out?"

"No, it won't. ”

The man waved his hand, and the golden sand on the altar began to gather towards the large book in his hand like iron powder attracted by a magnet.

"They've got their right hand. ”

"So, your magic is kind of useful. ”

"Maybe you'll want to know another piece of news. ”

"What?"

"Half of Thoth's torso was not sealed by divine power, and he was now somewhere in the middle of a desert. ”

The camel smiled, "It's time to find something for the sand pirates to do." ”

......

"Meow. ”

Miss Betty stood on the Countess's shoulder, looking slightly sideways at Magellan, who was catching fish by the lake.

"Alright, let's go. ”

Magellan lifted a large, round-headed fish with thin scales, approached the countess, and pushed away one of the kitten's outstretched front paws.

"I always felt that it was Lady Betty who brought good luck and that the ancient Emunkai people were right in their beliefs. ”

The countess smiled and hugged the kitten so that she could not jump on the big fish.

"Meow. ”

"Huh?"

Miss Betty suddenly stopped struggling, and Helen frowned, then sighed.

"Holy See ......"

"Magic?"

"Yes. ”

Magellan nodded, stepping on the sand in the direction of the town: "Anyway, eat something first." ”

"It's a standard ancient Emanchet magic, using the remnants of Thoth's divine power, and now that the gods are gone, I have little to do to fight back. ”

"So for the gods, Thoth being killed like this is not the same as real death?"

"Yes, strictly speaking, Thoth is the only one of the gods of Emunchet who is still alive. ”

"I'm sorry, I don't know anything about magic......"

"I want to eat grilled fish. ”

"Understood. ”

......

It was late at night, and the silvery moonlight was shining on the mud roof, and there was silence all around.

Magellan placed the roasted belly on the table, and a white mist wafted under the cold night sky in the desert with an invisible aroma.

Miss Betty was busy dealing with Magellan's freshly made tart, and it seemed that the kitten was eating more attentively than before because of a little salt.

The countess gracefully parted the white fish with a silver knife, and then brought the burnt part to her mouth with a fork.

"It's a pity that most freshwater fish have small spines, and not every part is suitable for grilled fish. ”

"You mean, it's appropriate for something else, right?"

Magellan smiled and nodded.

"Well, I'd love to try it. ”