The countess rested one hand on the armrest of the sofa, resting her cheek with the back of her hand, her skin was white without a trace of blood, and her face had a smile like a faint smile, like an emperor looking down on the Empire, but her eyes were closed. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Magellan paid tribute to the emperor.

The roasted rhizomes of the plants exude the fragrance of herbs and trees, and they are rich in moisture, and they accompany the salted grilled fish, which may not be the perfect match, but it is impossible for anyone to refuse.

"Meow ......"

Miss Betty was dismissive of the rhizome, but she was eager to try the grilled fish, and when she saw the countess sitting still, she could not help jumping off Magellan's shoulder.

Then one hand grabbed a piece of fur at the back of her neck.

The countess smiled and took the kitten into her arms, and then took the slate from Magellan's hand.

"Meow. ”

Miss Betty cried out in disgruntle, and then watched Magellan take out another slate with grilled fish on it from behind her, and jump to the ground with lightning speed.

"A cat's tongue burns too easily. ”

The countess picked up the roasted plant with a sharpened wooden stick and put it in her mouth, with a doting smile on her face.

"Miss Betty was always different. ”

"Meow. ”

The countess smiled and glanced at the kitten who looked up and gave Magellan an approval: "She is no different from other kittens." ”

"Meow!"

Magellan smiled and picked up the last remaining piece of food, put it to his lips and began to eat.

"Anubis's puzzles are complex, and even if they pass, they won't necessarily get where we thought they we'd like. ”

The smile on the countess's face disappeared, and she shook her head: "How do you know?"

"It doesn't matter, and I don't really know," Magellan grinned and hissed as he put a large chunk of the plant in his mouth, "but that's true." ”

"Don't you think that's a trap?"

Magellan smiled.

"Even if I fall into a trap, I can climb up again. ”

"You...... What the hell is going on?"

"I've got it back. ”

"What?"

"Talent. ”

Magellan swallowed the roasted rhizome and grinned toothily.

"No...... It should be said that I am far stronger and much stronger than before I lost my talent. ”

"But that doesn't prove anything. ”

"No one can escape the River Styx, and Anubis is sure of that, and that's enough. ”

The countess shook her head: "But you're back." ”

"That's where you saved me. ”

"That's not a ......"

"No," Magellan shook his head, interrupting the countess with a serious expression, "you performed a miracle, and I still can't imagine how you did it, but it was beyond Anubis's comprehension. ”

The countess frowned: "Are you sure?"

"Sure. ”

"Tell me, what's the right path?"

Magellan nodded, placed the slab sandstone in his hand under the firelight, and painted a fresco on it with the juice of the plant's rhizomes.

"The lowest path is like this, from the right only path to the end, where the eternal journey begins. ”

The countess glanced up at Magellan, then the latter looked at her and nodded.

"That temple is what Anubis prepared for his followers, it's another world, and you think there's something wrong with the light there, right?"

The Countess nodded.

"The Eternal Journey takes place outside of the universe, where eternal light shines on the traveler, and the temple that does not meet the requirements of Anubis was not built by the Anubis believers, it was built by another god associated with the necromancy much earlier. The necromancers would be there waiting for the journey to begin, and it was clear that the gods were dead and the so-called eternal journey was over forever. ”

"So the necromancers are trapped in the temple......"

"They had everything we needed to get there. ”

"What?"

"Golden Mask. ”

The countess nodded, and didn't ask how to get it, "So we need to go there again." ”

"And then the River Styx, which I just came back from within. ”

"What did you get out of there?"

"This. ”

Magellan took out a reed pole from his bosom.

"Is this a second necessity?"

"Yes. ”

"And then?"

"The third path requires us to go to the Gate of the Sun to help the Sun defeat dangerous enemies, and there, we can get our hands on one last necessity, a golden scarab amulet. ”

The countess had finished her dinner at the Earl's Court, she put down the slate, and then took out a snow-white napkin to clean herself.

"Need my help?"

"No," Magellan laughed as he ate the last piece of grilled fish in front of him, "you need to rest." ”

He then stood up and walked to the back of the necromancers lined up in the lower right corner of the mural to be judged on the Anubis scales, and vanished.

The countess let out a sigh of relief, frowned, and put her hand on Miss Betty's head, then shook her head and smiled.

......

The camels stood beside the Count, and there was silence on the construction site all around, and the night obscured the patrolmen who were lying on the ground, and no one would find them, at least until dawn.

The Count was preparing for a miracle, and his movements were quick, but it still took a long time, because in the world of Emenchet, the sun belonged to the gods.

Regardless, the Count's preparations are finally coming to an end, and he will create non-existent sunlight to illuminate the mechanism, and then take the corpse of the god.

The camel was still frowning, he had accepted the reality of Magellan's return, but he still couldn't suppress the annoyance in his heart.

"Everything I did was to destroy Magellan. ”

The Count remained indifferent, still meticulously carrying out the plan.

"Tell me, does Magellan have a chance to survive?"

"Nope. ”

The Count's answer was so simple that the camel was silent, which was exactly what he wanted, but the camel did not believe it.

"There are three organs. ”

"We'll open the treasure trove. ”

With these calm and unwavering words, a ray of sunlight pierced the darkness and landed on the obelisk.

The camel closed his eyes, and in that moment, he not only lost his sight, but also lost the ability to think.

When he opened his eyes, there were specks of white ash flowing from the burning of paper, and it was a long time before the camel found the count's back in the dark night.

"Did it work?"

The Count was silent, and the camel shook his head, and walked up to him, one foot deep and one foot shallow.

A beam of light was turning in the Count's hand, and that was the sunlight that had just erupted, enveloping the entire Obelisk of the Sun God, like a ray from the real sun, spinning, day after day, year after year.