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"I think behind this gate should be the Eternal Journey, or the station where the journey begins, the Underworld. ”

"Are you scared?"

The countess looked at the huge fresco, and behind the great god, a path led to the unknown, that is, the eternal journey, the final destination of mortals.

"If I hadn't found the boat, I wouldn't have jumped into the Nile. ”

"The Nile doesn't always flood. ”

"I'm very timid. ”

Magellan spoke, and at last followed the countess into the door, and watched as she placed the jar in the sarcophagus and gathered all the things that the tomb should have, and the gate appeared at the end.

"The human body is the sailboat of the soul on the eternal journey, and if you step on the eternal journey, then don't worry. ”

"I think it's better to go to the underworld than to go far, and we'll have to look for clues from Osiris. ”

"If you don't step on it yourself, no one can push you on the eternal journey, and we are safe. ”

"Camel and his magic advisor must have done something. ”

"In Emunquet, magic has limits," the countess walked towards the gate, "the power of the river cannot stop the river, and the magic that borrows the power of the gods cannot affect the gods, and this is the sad thing about magic, and what is even more sad is that nothing can touch the gods except magic." ”

"I don't understand why you're so sure of the strength of that papal theologian......"

"Because he's doing all the magic he knows right before my eyes. ”

"He used to shoot at you?"

Magellan followed the countess through the gate, and a deep shadow flashed across his face as light and darkness intertwined.

"Not really. ”

Behind the gate was a bright corridor, and torches burned on the walls on either side, and the flames flickered to draw the shadows of the two men into strange shapes of different shades.

"He just accidentally fell into my trap and did a couple of spells when he didn't see me. ”

"Trap?"

"Today, when the gods are dead, the existence and form of magic have become very complex mysteries, but there are still rules to follow, sand, death, and the sun, which are the only remaining sources of power in existing magic, as long as you know the familiarity of a magic user with the three powers, you can judge his strength. ”

"You've seen through him?"

The countess stopped at the end of the corridor: "I don't want to hear such a question again. ”

Magellan smiled: "Sorry, there won't be a next time." ”

......

In the scorching heat of noon, the camels stood in the tunnels deep underground, feeling a biting chill.

"Today, when the gods are dead, magic continues to exist only by forces that do not die, and for the Emenkai it is sand, death, and sunlight, and perhaps one day these things will disappear, but that day will not be sooner than the end of the world. ”

In his left hand, the Count held a large and heavy book, with a black goatskin cover, gold pages, and multicolored gems and shells inlaid between words and pictures.

This is the Book of the Dead, a book that every ancient Emenkai family has, in which the humble peasant buried his only son, and the high priest of the king used it to perform his powerful magic.

There was a strange black gathering on the Count's right hand, something dark and cold, and they were about to explode.

"Isn't this the temple of Horus, why use the power of the underworld?"

The camel knew that the Count had his reasons, and that reason was probably enough to convince him, who was just beginning to learn about the magic of Emanchet, but he couldn't help but want to say it.

"Be careful. ”

With the exception of a few, including the Spear of Michael of the Holy See, few people knew that the Countess was a magical researcher of that degree, and in a world where the essence had influenced everyone, few could have mastered the ancient magic that had long since faded as deeply and comprehensively as this noble and beautiful lady.

It wasn't strange to the Count that the Countess hadn't opened Horus's Vault, but it was impossible that she hadn't left a magic trap here.

The camel was telling the obvious, so the countess could have created a trap for the magic that harnessed the power of the sun. The Count knew the opponents he was up against, and the Countess was very pragmatic - she would never stop digging a trap because it was too easy to spot.

So he chose to use magic that didn't touch the trap first, and when the essence flowed, the magic would always show traces of its existence.

"Be careful. ”

The camel unexpectedly followed the Count's fingers out of the corner where he was standing, and then watched as the Count destroyed the trap with his magic, and the turbulence of the essence that erupted in that moment was intoxicating.

"The magic of Anubis and Osiris is useless, but we are not in vain. ”

As he spoke, the Count closed the large book, hung it on the belt behind his back, and took out another book.

It was a large golden book as heavy as the one earlier, and it seemed to be too heavy, which was not surprising, because the whole book was made of gold.

The back of the book is cast in gold, the sun is embossed on the cover, the pages are gold leaf, the engraved lines depict the glorious capital of the kingdom, and under the tall pyramids are the temple of Horus and the giant statues of the pharaohs and his wife, and the Nile flows through this glorious land, and the sun is everywhere.

Camel looked at the book with anticipation, knowing that the power of the sun would awaken the temple of Horus, and that if the Count's magic failed, they might have to give up.

"There's a big chance that we'll fail, and giving up is nothing. ”

The Count seemed to know what the camel was thinking, but the camel didn't feel understood.

"If your opponent is Magellan, any thought of giving up will make you regret it. ”

"He was no longer Magellan, a god who had survived had taken his talent and made him beyond all of his true powers. ”

"Now that he has a companion who is about the same as him, and we've had enough trouble, do you really think that Magellan without talent is not terrible?"

The Count raised his right hand, and something invisible gathered in his hands, but the camel saw nothing.

"Close your eyes. ”

Despite closing his eyes, the camel saw the moment of great light flashing, almost giving him the illusion that he was facing the midday sun, and if he had kept his eyes open, he might not have seen anything by now.

"Do you see anything?"

"Miracle ......"