Chapter 190： Scarab Amulet (modified)

Burning beyond recognition, the dark Tutankhamun actually climbed out of the thick ashes, his dark knuckles tightly holding the wand with black gems, pointed at himself, and issued a short Hoarse voice.

"He is accelerating himself!" Allen exclaimed.

Tutankhamun stumbled towards Allen and they threw their hands violently, just to catch Ron's neck.

"Oh, no!" Ron groaned strangely between his lips and stepped back desperately, trying to avoid Tutankhamun's fatal blow.

Alan wonders why Tutankhamun doesn't use magic? Before it was too late to think about it, Allen flew out with a swift kick, hitting Tutankhamun's chest, and Tutankhamun was kicked out.

But soon, Tutankhamun rushed up at a faster rate, his eyes staring blankly at the three, his jaw solidified into a terrible grin unique to the skeleton.

He raised his arms stiffly, stretched out his hands, and threw them hard at Allen. When Allen was ready to get out again, Tutankhamun's arms suddenly became very long and crossed. Allen and Ron pinched Nancy's throat with its tar-filled hands.

Nancy opened her mouth and struggled hard. Tutankhamun tilted his head and grabbed her abruptly. Nancy made a nearly suffocating cry and then suddenly stopped becoming a dry cough.

Allen turned around and grabbed Tutankhamun's arm, "Release her!" Allen shouted.

The burnt black skeleton gasped dryly. He pinched Nancy tightly, pressing her back straight, and he was about to fall to the ground. Nancy closed her eyes in despair, her hands waving helplessly.

"Let go! Let go! Let go!" Ron didn't know where to find a wooden stick and struck Tutankhamun's arm desperately.

Allen knew that his strength alone could not match his mummy even if he had been exercising for a long time. When Ron attracted the attention of the other party, Allen pulled out his wand. In order to improve accuracy and avoid accidentally hurting the two entangled bodies Alan also approached the past and began to chant, "Relax!"

He succeeded. The wand fired sparks and the mummy unconsciously let go of his palm.

Nancy grabbed her neck and gasped.

The angry Tutankhamun straightened up and grabbed Allen with his backhand, trying to throw Allen away from him that he thought was the most threatening to him. Allen gasped in consternation. The mummy has such amazing power.

At the moment of flying out, Allen held out his hand, desperately trying to catch something, not to let himself fall too badly.

The purple light flashed, and Allen grabbed Tutankhamun's shroud hidden in front of his chest. Tutankhamun was brought down to the ground. The purple amulet he had cherished on his chest dropped When he came out, Ding Ding bumped on the ground a few times.

Allen finally saw the whole picture of the purple amulet: this is a scarab amulet made of crystal clear amethyst.

Tutankhamun tried to twist his body, trying to grab the amulet on the ground.

But one hand is faster than his!

It's Allen!

Allen grabbed the purple amulet and fell.

Tutankhamun was scared to the ground, he was stunned!

Seeing this, Allen seemed to understand what to do.

The Basilisk's sharp fangs appeared in his hand instead of the wand.

Allen waved hard, and the Basilisk's fangs penetrated the Scarab beetle.

This scarab beetle was alive, twisting and struggling in Allen's hands.

Black smoke erupted from its back.

"No—" Tutankhamen's horrible screams shook all four walls.

He was tumbling painfully on the ground, the twitching frequency of his limbs was exactly the same as the scarab in Allen's hand.

When Tutankhamun rolled near Nancy, Nancy stepped back and forth, her eyes widening in horror.

"My life! My life!" Tutankhamen screamed, and he raised his head in pain, shouting at the scarab beetle in Allen's hand. "It has kept me alive for four thousand years! How dare you ... … I want ... to be buried ... Oh, oh ... "

The last magic spell erupted, but no one was hit. Tutankhamun's voice fell, and his body gradually stopped twitching.

His head, his arms, and his entire body were reduced to ashes.

"What did he just do?" Ron's eyes widened and his face was unbelievable. "His cry was a bit like my father's voice when imitating constipation of Amos Diggory in the Department of Magical Animal Management and Control of the Ministry of Magic ... "

"He coexists with this scarab ..." Alan raised his hand, and the scarab amulet that had been turned into powder was scattered on the ground. "Speaking of constipation ... The scarab is also called **** shell ..."

"That ... that scarab ..." Nancy stammered, "Is this mummy?"

Allen nodded. "I think so! Although Tutankhamun expected that he would be resurrected in four thousand years, he did not predict his ending."

Waiting for thousands of years, but only a moment after the resurrection. For Tutankhamun, this prophecy is not a blessing or a curse!

At this moment, the entire burial chamber shook violently, and a loud noise came from the door of the burial chamber.

Ron ran over and opened the door. The huge stones fell from the sky one after another, blocking the door tightly!

With the thickness of these stones, it takes a long time to clear a passage.

And now, what they lack most is time! Nancy and Allen were shoved and bumped together ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Allen helped Nancy steadily.

"What's going on?" Nancy asked in horror. Perhaps the total amount of fright in her life combined did not come as much as the day came today.

"It's Tutanmonka's last curse! He wants to collapse the catacombs with us!" Alan glanced around quickly, looking for an escape opportunity.

No illusions can move here!

When he saw a mural on the wall, Allen's eyes lit up. "Hide in the golden coffin!" He shouted.

"Ah, why?" Nancy thought of the horrible look of the mummy and didn't want to go in at all.

"Quick, otherwise it will collapse soon!" Allen urged.

"Listen to Allen!" Ron said as he ran forward.

Nancy grabbed Allen's hand and, with the help of Allen's power, stumbled forward.

The entire catacomb was shaking violently, and they could not stand firmly, almost falling to the ground several times.

Finally, with the help of Allen, Ron and Nancy got into the huge golden coffin.

Allen lifted the coffin cover and half-covered it, and darkness covered Ron and Nancy.

Looking at the movement, it seems that although there is not enough to run out, there seems to be a certain amount of free space. Allen was not eager to follow in, but pointed to Tutankhamun ’s wand, which whistled and flew to Allen, and then The rare treasures in the room were received in their storage space.

The catacombs shook even harder, and they could even hear the harsh sound of rubbing stones.

Boom! With a loud noise, a huge stone fell from the top of the head, hit the ground, and instantly shattered into countless small pieces.

"What are you doing, come in quickly, Alan!" Nancy and Ron in the coffin were anxious.