"What's that?"

"Some kind of natural phenomenon. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Do you think the underworld is nature?"

"I don't think so," said the countess, pausing and waiting for the dust of a monster to fall, before moving on, "do you think the gods are natural?"

Magellan thought for a moment and shook his head: "I don't know. ”

"I just can't prove that the so-called underworld is unnatural. ”

"All the gods are dead, and their power remains, but only for a moment...... Do you think there will be exceptions?"

"You want to say that the underworld is still there, so it's possible that the gods are still alive?"

"Probably ......"

"What if the underworld is only a part of its power?"

"We can see ......"

The countess smiled: "What do you remember?"

Magellan laughed self-deprecatingly and shook his head: "I suddenly feel that in the temple of Isis, we have too little trouble. ”

"You don't have to worry about that. ”

With scattered black smoke, the countess's voice dissipated into the air.

"Here we are. ”

Magellan looked up and looked through the darkness, and in front of him was a magnificent stone door, and beneath the grotto's rock wall was a tall triangular opening with huge frescoes on it.

It was a majestic god, Anubis the head of a jackal, the leader of the necromancers, holding a scepter in one hand and holding a balance in the other, with three gates of different heights at one end and an endless queue of necromancy at the other.

At the god's feet lay a terrifying monster, its mouth wide open, as if it was about to devour something, but there was nothing in front of it.

Surrounding this large portrait of the god are other smaller portraits, all depicting Anubis' power and status, including the scene when he made the world's first mummy.

"I suddenly felt bad......"

Magellan walked towards the open door and reached into the darkness behind it.

Then his fingers touched a stone wall.

"The door is ......not open," Magellan bent down and put his eyes in front of the stone wall, looking carefully at the edge of the door, "it looks a little supernatural......"

"Anubis ......"

The countess opened her arms, and a cold aura began to converge, and then dissipated silently.

"The gods didn't answer my prayers, and it looks like we're in trouble. ”

Magellan took a few steps back, looked up at the huge mural and sighed, "Do you think there will be the temple of Anubis in the back?"

"Now it seems, yes. ”

"I think there are a few doors here that should be open. ”

Magellan walked over to the god's outstretched right leg, in front of a fresco.

It was a scene of mortals walking towards death, and people of all stripes carried the gold they had prepared for the eternal journey into a gate that led to darkness, behind which Anubis was waiting for the necromancy, and he raised his scepter and pointed to the right path, and the path winded into the unknown darkness.

"Look at this door. ”

Magellan pointed to the gate through which the necromancer was about to pass through, an arch large enough for a grown man to walk through, when in fact it was only a third as high as the triangular gate next to it.

"This gate looks more like a temple that leads to Anubis than the other. ”

Then Magellan shook his head in disappointment: "This road is not going to work." ”

"If you think the gate is hidden in a fresco, there is a door here. ”

The Countess was standing behind Anubis in front of a mural with the famous story of Anubis and Isis.

In the distant past, when the gods were still living on earth, Isis, the goddess of all secrets, came to Anubis, who guarded the secrets, and played a riddle with him as a mortal, and if the goddess lost, she had to offer "a humble soul", and if Anubis lost, he had to answer any questions Isis had.

The fresco shows the most famous episode of the story, the classic "riddle of the dead" - Anubis opens three gates in front of Isis's eyes and tells the goddess that one of them leads to love, another to travel, and the last door to eternity, so that she chooses one door with her heart.

In the story, in the end, Isis chooses eternity, and Anubis declares her wrong, because the fate of mortals is always an endless journey, so mortal hearts will always choose to travel, and they cannot understand eternity, and they don't need to understand eternity - because mortals have travel.

Isis could not refute Anubis, so she had to "offer a humble soul", this time the goddess defeated Anubis, and she replaced herself with a mortal soul, on the grounds that the soul of a great god was not humble at all.

"Which door do you choose?"

Magellan stood beneath the fresco, looking at the tiny back of Isis, who had become a mortal, and asked the countess.

"The one that's open. ”

Magellan smiled and walked to the front of the mural: "Let me see the correct answer first......"

Just as his hand was about to touch the mural, Magellan stepped on the air, and he rushed forward in embarrassment, almost falling to the ground.

When Magellan stopped, he found himself in a stone passage with a gate behind him, and the countess had somehow followed him in.

"Let's go, go see what's behind here. ”

......

The camel opened its eyes, and the earthy yellow roof came into view.

He hadn't fully woken up yet, and the confusion in his mind hadn't completely dissipated, but a long-lost feeling was emerging.

"Ah......h

The camel woke up.

He got out of bed, stood at the table, picked up the water bladder, and drank it all.

A familiar mixture of exhaustion and exhilaration, filled his body, and the camel knew he had to act.

Walking out of the house, he did not see the owner of this yard.

"As expected. ”

While the camel was thinking so, he heard the earl's voice: "It's time to leave." ”

"He went to the patrolman. ”

"No, he went to the temple of Horus. ”

The camel nodded and headed out the door.

"Where are we going?"

"Temple of Horus, if you think we won't be caught. ”

"Time is running out, let's go. ”

"The scales of Anubis are tipping. ”

The camel nodded, and said nothing more.

When the two came to the temple of Horus, they were unrecognizable, the camel had become an old one-eyed man, and the count had become a teenager, who only looked too tall to be a little noticeable.

"Long time no see...... Horus. ”

"I don't think there's anything really old here!"

The camel spoke in a broken Francian voice, and his voice was close to shouting, attracting the attention of many people.