The elf looked at Calvin with a distrustful gaze, and it wasn't until Calvin pulled out his platinum key at Gringotts that the elf took on an almost flattering attitude towards Calvin.

"I think you must be Mr. Calvin Capet, a foreign aid from Lady Bablin," the goblin bowed politely to Calvin, "It's an honor to work with you, honored guest, my name is Golan."

Calvin nodded to him.

"You can go and prepare your belongings, we'll be entering the pyramid soon." With that, Golan snapped his fingers and disappeared in front of the two of them.

"Goblin magic," Calvin muttered to himself, "eye-opening."

"How did you get the friendship of the elves? You know, goblins are a bunch of people with eyes above the top, and they're very unfriendly to wizards." Bill was surprised by Golan's attitude, and he was under the impression that Golan rarely spoke in that tone.

Calvin turned around and shook the platinum key in his hand at him, which required a certain amount of money in Gringotts to have it.

Bill was speechless for a moment, "You can't really be the heir of some pure-blood nobleman in Europe, I only heard this kind of platinum key from those goblins, and I only saw it for the first time today."

"I've met a lot of intelligent people who are said to be unfriendly to wizards, like the Greek centaurs and the Swiss giants," Calvin smiled as he put the key away, "but after I've been with these people for a while, they all regard me as a friend of the clan, maybe I'm friendier than other wizards."

Bill nodded in awe, "Maybe you should go to the Ministry of Magic's Department of Magical Beasts Management as the director."

At the same time, the leader of the centaurs in the Greek forest carried a large broken bow, and the leader of the giants in the snowy mountains of Switzerland sneezed in unison with a mace that was only half cut in part.

Calvin was really friendly to the intelligent people, and at least saved them their lives.

"But I really haven't dealt with the goblins well, and I've heard that they're the most wizard-like race?" Calvin asked, looking at a goblin in the distance.

"So to speak," Bill nodded, "Elves are one of the few intelligent races that have preserved their cultural heritage intact. In addition to their unique elven magic and masterful elven forging techniques, they have preserved their prophecies, customs, and settlements."

Bill took Calvin back to his tent and packed up the belongings he was going to bring into the pyramid.

After the two of them came out of the tent, they were confronted by Bassida, who was ready. She wears a ponytail and dresses coolly, looking a little like Laura in "Tomb Raider".

Subsequently, under the leadership of Gran, the archaeological team re-entered the pyramids. Gran removed a boulder from the waist of the pyramid, and the group entered the pyramid through the passage behind the boulder.

It was a very narrow passage, and only Glenn of the archaeological team could move upright, and the rest of the humans had to bend up, because if they straightened their backs slightly, their heads would hit the boulder overhead.

No one spoke along the way, only the dull breathing of the crowd.

After about fifteen minutes of walking, the passage suddenly opened, and everyone straightened up and let out a sound of relief. ….

After another fifteen minutes or so, Calvin found that the front was no longer a narrow passageway, but a spacious stone chamber.

"This is the Pharaoh's burial chamber." Golan explained, "The way to the chamber is hidden in the tomb."

Under Golan's manipulation, a boulder protruded from the wall, and he glanced back at the people of the archaeological team, "Take precautions."

With that, Golan put on a dragonskin glove and a silver mask. Calvin could probably tell that there was fairy craftsmanship on the mask.

The rest of Calvin's side also donned dragon skin gloves and put on a bubble head charm on themselves.

"Mr. Cape," Bill's voice came from a muffled voice from the cavity above his head, "there's a cursed black mist in the passage, so you'd better be prepared."

"Oh." Calvin understood and put a bubble head charm on himself.

Golan to see everyone

All ready, slowly moving away from the boulder. A thick black mist erupted from behind the stones. In an instant, the entire burial chamber was enveloped. The glowing spell on the tip of everyone's wand was useless, and Calvin couldn't even see Bill and Bastida.

It's so familiar. Calvin thought to himself.

At this point, Golan said behind the mask, "Everyone walk along the wall, follow as soon as possible."

Karl searched for Bassida's location from memory and asked, "Isn't magic like a fluorescent spell useful?"

The white-haired royal sister's voice came from the darkness, "It's useless, fairy magic can't dispel this black fog."

Calvin stretched out his hand and twisted the black fog in front of him. It's different from Voldemort's black fog in a cave by the sea, but it's no different for me.

He waved his wand in his hand, and a small fire dragon was quickly outlined, and the blue dragon fire illuminated the pharaoh's tomb.

"Incredible, Mr. Capet." Goran exclaimed, "Helped us a lot."

"Aren't I here to help?" Calvin tilted his head to look at Bassida beside him.

With the fire dragon's lighting, the rest of the journey is much easier.

Calvin stroked the stone wall of the passage and felt a distinct sense of separation, that is, the passage was dug by a later person, and it was not left over from the time it was first built.

Not long after walking in the passage, lifelike murals appeared on the stone walls on both sides. As the archaeological team walks by, the figures on the mural roll their eyes to look at them.

The line quickly stopped, and Goran and Bassida, who were at the front, turned to look at Calvin, who was still admiring the mural, but had not followed.

"What's wrong?" Calvin quickly realized that the line had stopped and was waiting for him, so he quickened his pace and walked to the front of the group.

Bassida pointed to the mural in front of us, "We can't move any further, the mural in front will attack us."

"How did the mural attack you?" Calvin asked, reaching out and pressing on the mural, and the magic thread began to seep into the mural, "Is it coming out of the painting?"

"Not really." Golan said.

Calvin noticed that Goran was trembling as he spoke of the mural.

"The monster in the mural seems to attack in the painting, and then our team members are injured." ….

"You mean that the creatures attacking you in the mural didn't come out of the painting?"

This was also the first time Calvin had encountered such a situation.

He took a step forward, and three miniature fire dragons appeared beside him, illuminating the mural in front of him.

"Woo~"

Calvin saw two creatures with crocodile heads, the upper body of a lion and the lower body of a hippopotamus, approaching from the far ends of the frescoes on either side, staring at Calvin and the archaeological team behind him.

"That's the creature!" Golan exclaimed, "I can't see them, but I remember their voices."

"Amit." Calvin soon recognized the true identity of the so-called monster, "an Egyptian magical animal capable of judging good and evil, and fond of eating the hearts of the wicked."

"They should have been extinct a long time ago, but I didn't expect to see them on the murals of the pyramids."

Calvin withdrew his palm from the stone wall next to him and looked closely at the vicious Amit, "They shouldn't be able to come out of the mural, so your team shouldn't have done it."

Golan immediately retorted, "It's impossible, the injured team members are all bite-wounded, these two monsters must have done it."

Calvin ignored the hysterical goblin and commanded the three fire dragons around him to pounce into the depths of the passage. With a few popping sounds, everyone gradually noticed that the mural beside them had become lifeless, and the two Amit were also frozen on the wall, maintaining the vicious appearance they had just made.

"What really hurts your archaeological team is the curse left in the passage." Calvin explained.

"How can it be a curse? If it's a curse, how can my early warning not warn." Golan found it hard to believe Calvin's explanation.

Calvin chuckled, "This says the Chamber of Secrets

The builders have taken into account the presence of the elves, and the black mist that cannot be dispelled interferes with your judgment."

The big eyes behind Goran's mask stared at Calvin, and finally took a few tentative steps forward. Sure enough, Amit was frozen against the wall, not reacting to the Golan, and the goblin was not harmed in the slightest.

"Come back!" Calvin snapped, trying to stop Golan from moving on, but it was too late, and the reckless goblin had already made his way deeper into the passage.

"Haven't you already solved the problem?"

Golan said as he walked, holding his hand against the wall and taking another step forward. A red light emanated from the depths of the dark passage and slammed into Golan with precision, sending the poor elf flying like a Bludger.

Bill and Sadat hurriedly stepped forward to check on the Golan, and after Sadat checked it, he said, "It's not a big deal, he's in much better condition than Russell, and he's wearing the strongest goblin armor."

"Hasn't Amit been dealt with by you?" Bassida looked at Calvin in surprise, "Why are there traps ahead?"

"Don't you Egyptian archaeological teams know anything about Egyptian mythology?" Calvin said helplessly, "Amit has Anubis behind him, and Osiris behind Anubis."

Bassida obviously didn't expect to hear such an answer, so she stammered and explained, "Well, we're really careless, and usually the things we come across related to Egyptian mythology are things like golden daggers or scarab amulets." ….

Calvin narrowed his eyes, shook his head slightly, looked at Golan, who was still unconscious, and said, "Weakness and ignorance are not obstacles to survival, arrogance is."

Soon the unconscious fairy Golan woke up slowly, and then immediately lifted his clothes, checked his personal armor, and then let out a wail, "My armor, I spent two years on my salary, I don't know if it can be repaired."

Goran's close-fitting armor was pierced by a curse in the heart, and the powerful curse corroded the nearby metal to black. Golan was able to survive in this situation, which was already a blessing.

"Hmph, you should be thankful for this armor, without it you'd be dead." Calvin glanced at the hole in his armor and said disdainfully.

This time, Calvin walked to the front, and the others followed him about ten paces behind. All they could see was Calvin's hands on the wall as he directed a group of miniature dragons to pounce deep into the passage. After a snort, Calvin would wave for them to move forward.

In fact, in general, breaking the curse is the job of Gringotts' employee spell breakers, such as Bill. This work often requires mastery of ancient magic scripts and numerical divination. Although Calvin got excellent results in these two subjects, he did not continue to study in both subjects after leaving school.

So Calvin used the easiest way to break the curse left in the passage - brute force cracking. There is no curse that can stop the burning of dragon fire, and if there is, then burn it for a while.

The crowd followed Calvin's footsteps and saw many images on the mural along the way. For example, Anubis with the head of a jackal, and Osiris with a white crown.

Calvin stopped and stopped along the way, and in addition to the fact that he was not good at breaking curses, he was equally interested in these murals. This is a very different painting system from the Far East, which blends magic painting and curses, so that the image on magic painting can have an effect on reality without being disembodied.

At the end of the passage, Calvin suddenly stopped, staring at the last mural.

Courage to walk up, Bascinda and Calvin looked at the contents of the last mural.

The final wall was not a painting, but a dense patch of writing, which Calvin did not recognize, but fortunately Bassida recognized it.

"The Sacred Writings of Egypt." Bassida said.

Calvin looked at Bascida in a little surprise, "Can you recognize what is written on it?"

Bassida shook her head after a moment of careful recognition, "This kind of writing is too old, and I don't know it."

Calvin snorted and rummaged through his sleeve

After a while, he found a small black bird and pointed its head at the stone wall, and after a while, the magical creature named the Rosetta Bird read the words on the stone wall in English.

It is to the effect that the sorcerers of ancient Egypt, after years of research, finally found a way to transcend life and death and time, and sealed this method in the secret chamber of the pyramid. It is hoped that the greatest pharaoh, Ramses II, will be resurrected in this way.

Life-and-death? Time?

Calvin frowned, the presence of two of his most difficult powers in this chamber at the same time made him feel a little uneasy.

Faisal's prophecy, that child, would not be Ramses II.

Calvin suddenly had such a ridiculous idea.

At this time, the archaeological team also gathered around, and Golan was particularly excited, "I'm sure we have discovered the greatest secret in Egyptian history, and the company will give us a promotion and a raise."

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