As far back as ancient times as far away as uncertain, the gods had disappeared from the eyes of mortals, no doubt because they were dead. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

All the gods have left some kind of trace, and Magellan always thought that the current "Anubis" was no exception.

"You mean, Anubis is still alive?"

"If he's dead, what do you think the camel did to make the remnants of the power create such an ingenious labyrinth, instead of the complete collapse of Seth and Nephthys like we saw?"

At least in Magellan's mind, that's something that a camel would never do.

"So the camel killed Anubis?"

The truth may be more complicated, and it is more likely that Anubis, who was struggling to survive, chose to give up resistance after recognizing the reality. The Countess made no secret of her determination in this speculation, "And no matter what happens, Anubis, who is the keeper of the secret, will choose to let the remnants of his divine power build a tomb to guard the secret after his death." ”

"So we walked in the door and we were stuck. ”

"It's not something that a camel can do. ”

"Yes," Magellan flashed the count's gloomy face in his mind, and for some reason, he suddenly remembered the round-faced young man when the two first met, "it was the gray knight of the Holy See who did this, a true theologian, an activist, an expert in magic. ”

This is definitely not good news, because it means that the camel really allowed the gods themselves to build a trap, and Magellan and the two have already fallen into it.

"I have good news and bad news. ”

It seemed that she had been with Miss Betty for too long, and the countess's smile looked so similar to that of the lawless kitten.

"I want to hear the good news. ”

"That's not Magellan's style. ”

"Because I know what that bad news is. ”

"The good news is that Anubis believes that letting secrets be known is a necessary means of guarding them. ”

"So?"

"This tomb will guide the believers of Anubis to the place where the secrets are kept, and there is no doubt that Thoth's right leg is there. ”

Magellan was silent for a moment.

This was good news, but unfortunately, he was not a believer in Anubis, and of all the gods of Emenchet, the secluded necromantic leader left behind the fewest legends.

"Let me think about ......"

"What?"

"The mural on the outside wall. ”

Magellan faced the stone wall, propped his hands on the wall, and looked down in thought.

He didn't see the surprise in the countess's eyes, nor did he realize what he was doing.

"There was no cuneiform in that painting, but there was something that shouldn't be there, the Eye of Horus. ”

"That can represent a lot of things, even the sun. ”

"Both Anubis and Isis closed their eyes. ”

The countess shook her head, her eyes were drawn to the huge Anubis when she faced the fresco, and he did not notice many details of the picture of Anubis and Isis guessing.

"It's really Professor Magellan......"

Even a person who has been systematically trained will find it difficult to notice the details in a corner as Magellan did when he looks at this stunningly large fresco. As a kind of art, murals have a strong deceptive nature, which forces and lures the viewer to focus on the subject of the picture all the time, which is the power of any infectious artwork.

So what Magellan did was almost impossible, it took training, and even more so talent.

"So we close our eyes and try ......"

Magellan didn't say more, he saw something he thought he would never see.

"Are you surprised?"

The countess's smile was right in front of her, but Magellan knew he was supposed to have his eyes closed.

A light from somewhere illuminated the small room, and the frescoes carved into the walls disappeared, replaced by the entrance to a corridor.

Magellan opened his eyes, and then the light faded and the room went dark again.

"What is this? Hallucination?"

"You can try. ”

The countess still had her eyes closed, but the smile on her face looked like it was mocking Magellan.

Magellan placed his hand on the stone wall beneath the fresco, an ordinary rock that, although not visible in the dark, was believed to be an earthy yellow sandstone.

Then he closed his eyes.

The rock is gone.

Magellan's hand reached into the cold air, and in front of him was the corridor, from which the breeze was wafting with a hint of coolness.

After a moment's hesitation, Magellan took a step forward, his face not hitting the stone.

"I advise you not to open your eyes. ”

Magellan hesitated: "Why?"

"I don't know what's going to happen, but it's going to happen. ”

"Hope I'm lucky......"

Magellan walked through the corridor with his eyes closed, and when he reached the end, it was darkness before him.

That strange darkness felt familiar to Magellan.

"You can open your eyes. ”

After the countess finished speaking, Magellan suddenly understood that this darkness was like the kind of darkness when one closes one's eyes.

Then he looked around.

"It's back......"

This is the grotto before entering the gate, with the towering Anubis behind Magellan.

"Looks like you've chosen the wrong door. ”

Magellan stood beside the countess and looked up at the fresco: "Which is the correct gate?"

On the mural in front of the two of them, the tall Anubis divides the picture, except for the tall triangular gate in the center, the three gates in the riddle can be walked in on both sides.

"What we walked into just now is eternity, so the right gate should be traveling?"

"Just try it. ”

......

The camel was struggling to dig up the mud from the ground, and the silt brought by the Nile was so hard that it dried, and all the workers around him were moving slowly.

The Count was in charge of carrying the earth in the basket to the side and dumping it on top of the mound that had been piled up on the hills.

Not far away, under the fence stood patrolmen, who, although idle, did not let their guard down.

That's not what camels want to see.

The patrol officers are very precisely distributed, and everything that happens, whether outside or inside the walls, does not leave their line of sight.

Camel has decided to abandon his plans to sneak into the underground structure, and he devotes all his attention to observing the construction site.

The building buried in the mud and sand was undoubtedly a temple of Horus, and like the later imitations, it was a square bunker-like structure, made of massive sandstone, with a skylight above the surface.