Chapter 379: Soul Body, New Shell
Leon took two more steps forward, staring at the only skull on the altar, "Whose head is this?" β
"Me, mine."
The skull moved slowly to the edge of the altar and said in a hoarse, low voice, "I am the master of this subterranean ruinβmy soul is in this body, this body is dead, but the soul is still alive in this body. β
Li Ang was stunned for a moment, "Isn't your soul dead yet?" β
"I have died and I have survived." The skull said: "In the six days after the death of this body, I woke up twice, in the Arab world and in the Greek world.
For the first time, my soul was separated from my body and inhabited in another body. β
"This is the new body you made?" Leon looked at the skull in surprise.
"No, I can't make a new body, I found it in a pit in Egypt."
The skull sighed, "The Egyptians worshipped Satan and Titan, but the Satan I know is only one of His incarnations, and His true essence is hidden in the shadows of time, and no one knows his whereabouts.
The night after my death, I realized the dire danger and sent an envoy to the royal city of Egypt to ask for help from Alsace......
Alsace denied my request.
He said that the Egyptian people longed for peace, did not like war, feared war more, and were not willing to sacrifice their kingdom to protect ancient Egypt.
So I gave up asking for help from Arthas, and left the Night's Watch in Egypt to continue to resist Ares and the many believers while salvation came.
But I never imagined that the royal city of Egypt had been destroyed, Arthas had died, and Ares had become a devil! β
Li Ang frowned and said, "As far as I know, when you were in Egypt, you were not such a person. β
He learned from Hades' memory that Hades was a very generous, kind, and optimistic Egyptian warrior who once fought a dozen fierce wolves and dozens of wild horses alone in order to protect the Egyptian people, and also signed an oath agreement with Arthas.
But the "Alsace" that Hades just described...... It's not the same person at all.
"Hehe, the Alsace of this world has been polluted and degenerated into the devil." Hades snorted coldly: "Ares and my comrades united to attack Egypt, destroy the royal city and royal palace, kill all the rebels, and take what belongs to me.
In order to maintain the peace of the country and protect this underground mausoleum, Alsace did his best to prevent the devil from invading the ancient royal city. But Ares and many other believers showed no repentance, brutally murdered me, robbed me of my belongings, and dug the cellars. β
"My dear friend, do you remember those precious jewels? They were all stolen by the devil! β
The skull gritted his teeth and said, "You can't sit idly by, go and recover what belongs to me." β
"Okay."
Leon nodded, and walked towards the end of the passage.
In the depths of this dark and narrow underground tunnel, there are many old and moldy gold, silver, copper, and iron chests.
The surface of the box was rusty, densely covered with moss, and the closed wooden box was full of cracks as if it was about to explode at any time.
Li Ang squatted down, lifted the first wooden box, and suddenly felt a fragrant wind coming towards him.
The surface of the wooden crate was covered in a thick layer of dust, and it contained a variety of strange metals and materials, including a fist-sized metal plate and a metal lever of uneven thickness.
Leon stretched out his palm to touch the metal plate, which was cold and hard. He used the spiritual energy in his body a little and injected it into the metal plate, which instantly bloomed with dazzling lightning, like a metal pillar flowing with an arc, and kept vibrating and resounding in his hand.
Leon raised his arm in surprise and looked at his palm, where he found that his skin was pale green1, his fingers flashed with light blue arcs, and the backs of his hands, arms, chest, neck, and even ankles were wrapped around the arcs.
"My psionic properties have changed!"
Leon muttered to himself, "My previous strength attribute was flame, but now it has become thunder. Could it be that my soul has been transformed? How does this work? β
Leon pondered for a moment, reined in his thunder and psionic energy, lowered the metal plate, and pushed open the other wooden boxes.
The wooden chests were filled with gold and silver treasures, jadeite and jade, ivory bone ornaments, and miscellaneous items, all of which had been excavated from various burial chambers in ancient Egypt.
Leon flipped through it, suddenly raised his eyebrows, and pulled out a dagger with a beautiful and ornate shape in the gap between the wooden boxes.
He played with the dagger, amazed, and said, "Is this dagger a legendary weapon?" β
The blade of this dagger is silver, and the handle of the knife is carved and sharp, and it seems to be tougher than ordinary daggers, and it can even give him a strong sense of security when held in his hand.
"This is my sword, called the Holy Sword, which has extraordinary strength, and it was with this dagger that I slashed Arthas and repelled Ares' army." Skull said.
Li Ang shook the holy sword slightly, and found that its weight was far greater than that of ordinary daggers, reaching at least two hundred catties.
"If that's right, the forger of this holy sword should be a cavalryman, or a forger." Li Ang said to himself: "This level of weapon, even in modern society, I am afraid it is rare. β
The skull agreed: "Yes, I didn't expect that Egypt could still forge holy swords in ancient times. β
Leon swung the holy sword twice to make sure that the dagger was sharp enough, then took out a piece of white paper and ink, dipped it in pen and ink, and drew a portrait.
It was a handsome-looking man with a majestic countenance, dressed in a suit of black armor, holding a shield in his right hand and a gun in his left, and riding a majestic and tall white horse under his crotch.
Leon drew an armor similar to an ancient Egyptian warrior's uniform against the model of the armor on the portrait, and then printed it in wax on white paper.
"I think the person I'm looking for must be Egyptian."
He straightened up and patted the dust on his buttocks, "Since this is the underground mausoleum of the ancient Egyptian warriors, then I will first help him avenge and eradicate the evil devil for him." β
Leon stepped out of the tunnel and ascended the spiral staircase to the underground space.
It was dusk, and the sun was setting, and the golden afterglow was sprinkled all over the crypt.
Leon looked up at the huge dome above, on which were inlaid with several huge oil lamps, illuminating the room.
The interior of the room is empty and silent, and there are countless skeletons hanging on the walls, which are of different shapes and lifelike, showing the great strength and civilization of the master during his lifetime.
What caught Leon's attention the most was an altar in the center of the room, made of thirty-six gigantic pebbles, each the size of an adult's skull, emitting a faint glow.