"Have you ever thought that Anubis only allows one person to reach the end?"

Next to the countess stood Magellan, who wore a wide necklace of magnificent gold inlaid with turquoise, and in the center of his chest was a scarab amulet. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Anubis would never turn down people who wished to become his followers. ”

Magellan smiled, and in front of him was the Nile River flowing to the end of the world and the desert on both sides, the river flowing endlessly.

"Well, we just need to move on now. ”

He raised his hand and made the reed into a rudimentary boat and put it in the river.

The countess removed the mask from her face and handed it to Magellan.

"Thank you. ”

Magellan smiled and put the mask on his face.

"I don't like this posturing tear. ”

The second half of the words that came out of Magellan's mouth twisted into an eerie hum behind the mask as the mask covered his face.

Then he took a step forward and stepped on the little reed boat.

The world fell into an unnatural silence.

The countess put a hand on Magellan's shoulder, trying to wake him up, and then in that moment, she saw another world.

It's a narrow, dark, and not cleanly cave.

Miss Betty didn't follow.

"It's disappointing, isn't it......"

Magellan's amulet and mask were gone, and he smiled and turned to face the countess, then pointed to the shelf in the corner of the cave.

"What do you mean?"

"There it was, and there was a piece of Thoth's corpse. ”

The countess knew that what Magellan said was the truth, and that the remaining divine power there was incompatible with Anubis.

"This is the end?"

Magellan didn't answer, he just nodded.

Helen did not hide her disappointment, there was no body of Thoth, no clues to where Osiris was, and even most of the things on the shelves had been taken away by camels.

"Please don't despair, we've got the best value here. ”

"What?"

"The Book of Death. ”

The countess looked at Magellan with a smile, and she was pretty sure that she had not missed some clay tablet or papyrus book.

The Book of the Dead is one of the two most powerful poems of Emenchet's traditional magic, and unlike the Book of the Sun, which depicts the great power of the sun's difficult journey, it chronicles the dead and silent underworld, the resurrection of Osiris, and the intricate and rigorous mummification that comes with it. A gloomy and serious, cold and great power is contained in the Book of Death, which gives help to all who beg without discrimination.

"Where?"

"The mural. ”

It took the countess a moment to be convinced that Magellan was referring to the huge fresco that had held them back for a long time, the black scroll carved into the cliff.

"Are you sure?"

Magellan looked around as if to see the place before leaving, and then he walked towards the exit on the side of the cave.

"We can leave. ”

The countess shook her head and followed.

They made their way through a dark passage and then out of the cave and into an open night sky.

The stars in the sky were shining, the night sky was like a spotless black gem, and the cold air was clear.

"Look. ”

The countess turned around following Magellan's voice, and she was spotted with a long poem interspersed with frescoes in which the common protagonist was a god with corpse-like green skin: Osiris, the god of the underworld.

"Why ......"

Helen's words are half sigh, half question, and no one can understand why the remnants of Anubis could be the Book of Death, which records the deeds of Osiris.

"Meow ......"

Miss Betty, who had disappeared for a short time, reappeared, jumping on the Countess's shoulder and shouting loudly, as if to complain about being left behind, and as if to celebrate the reunion.

"There was originally a mural here. ”

The countess looked up at the yellowish sandstone of the cliff, shook her head in silence, and sighed silently in her heart.

It's really possible.

Anubis did not like to build temples and carve murals like other gods, and most of the believers gathered here would worship Anubis and worship Osiris, the lord of the underworld, and the people who carved murals on the cliff walls were believers, and most of them did not worship Anubis, and did not care about the short life of this world.

"So, in the place where the believers of Anubis gathered, the book of the dead of Osiris was carved on the cliff......"

The countess knew that there was nothing strange about this, but she couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

"So, it's time to leave. ”

Helen put away an opal and smiled and put her hand on the top of Miss Betty's head.

"Where?"

"Go and clean up the two thieves. ”

......

The Count is creating magic.

The camel understood what a remarkable thing that was, but when he looked at the Count there was not the slightest surprise or excitement.

He hoped from the bottom of his heart that the Count would succeed, but his heart was silent.

This magic will be able to pass through the dry and solidified river mud, send a beam of magical sunlight to the underground obelisk, and open the mechanism at the right angle, and when all three obelisks are illuminated by the sun, the door of the treasure house will be open to the camels.

The Count, as before, is doing something close to a miracle.

And he will succeed.

The light vanished into the ground, and after a long time, the Count ended the magic.

The camel knew that the Count had succeeded and that something had happened, but he was not excited, not even happy.

"There was also an obelisk, but not today. ”

The two of them walked out of the site, for the tenth time they had come in the dark of night, and each time they left, the count was exhausted and the camels were lifeless.

"Has our trap been ruined?"

It took a great deal of effort for the camel to think of this long-ago subject, and he knew in his heart that it was impossible for the countess to fall into the trap again.

"They jumped over. ”

The Count seemed unconcerned about this, and he could not hide his weakness when he spoke, but there was only firmness in his tone.

"We don't need to wait for that right time, no matter what, the final plan must be successful......"

The camel didn't say anything, he understood what the Count was doing, he understood that every piece of the corpse of the god was very important to the plan, but that didn't make the camel understand what the Count was doing.

The plan to sacrifice Magellan was still a trap, and now Alexander had become a trap to trap them, and perhaps the next moment the Countess Hunter would appear, so that they could never leave.

"We have no time to waste. ”