Chapter 192： The Book of Death (Revised)

Allen quickly turned into the golden coffin and closed the lid.

As the first boulder fell, the crypt shook even more.

The three people hiding in the golden coffin were shoved around the wall.

"What the **** is going on?" Pain and panic struck Nancy's nerves, and she could not help shouting.

"No matter what it is, as long as you can save your life, everything will be fine!" Ron leaned in the corner of the coffin and was stunned.

"Come with me!" Allen held Nancy, who bumped into his arms, his voice calm and calm.

"Where are you going?" Ron and Nancy asked in unison.

"There is an emergency exit in the coffin." Allen explained. "There is a small exit. The Egyptians built concealed doors and emergency exits in many mummy coffins to allow the soul of the corpse to leave."

"Wow!" Ron exclaimed in surprise, and Nancy wept excitedly.

"Come on, you two follow me."

The boulder fell on top of the golden coffin, and the loud sound seemed to shake the eardrum, and the buzzing in the ears of the three people.

Allen turned away in the huge coffin and straightened his waist. He pushed open the hidden door behind the coffin and drilled out. The exit was very small, only enough for them to crawl out.

I did n’t know how long I crawled in the low and low caves, and the sounds of rumbling and boulder collapsed were thrown far behind, I do n’t know how long I walked, when they finally stood up and found themselves coming An empty temple.

The owner of the shrine is the **** Osiris who measures the merits of the world.

"Ah!" Nancy exclaimed, "That mummy!"

Ron opened his mouth exaggeratedly. "Is he not dead yet?"

"Don't worry, this is just a realistic statue!" Allen comforted.

Tutanmonka's sculpture knelt in front of Osiris, the main god, with a cobra painted on his forehead and his wand lying flat on the ground.

Osiris on the colored throne holds the scepter and whip in his hands.

His skin is green, wearing a tall hat, with a black cylindrical beard, and his expression is very solemn, and he seems to be considering how to arrange the undead in front of him.

"We may no longer be within the scope of the pyramid." Allen carefully observed the surrounding environment and reached a conclusion.

"Where are we?" Ron asked.

Nancy also looked at Alan eagerly. She wished she could escape this nightmarish place as soon as possible!

"I don't know where, but what is certain is that there must be water nearby." Allen replied affirmatively, "Look, there are signs of flooding on the walls and the ground."

"Huh, what's that?" Allen walked toward the lotus throne surrounded by four pillars in the center of the temple.

A black scroll was placed quietly in the center of the throne.

Allen wrapped his hands in dragon leather gloves and gently unrolled the scroll. He found that in addition to some hieroglyphs he could not understand, various lifelike pictures, and some ancient magic words!

Allen recognized the top few words-the book of death!

The following lines are: Osiris, the **** of the underworld, I have opened the way for myself. I am following in the footsteps of Horus. I am a holy lotus growing out of the ground, please be wise and loving. My quality, I am a sinless undead, please give me eternal life.

Those exquisite patterns depict how Tutanmunka injected his soul into the scarab-shaped amulet in order to obtain God's protection and seek eternal life.

Allen translated these words to Ron and Nancy, and they exchanged expressions that they both understood.

"Who is Horus?" Nancy asked first, looking forward to finding a way out of here.

"Horus is the son of the **** Osiris above. The eyes of Horus represent the ability to distinguish between good and evil, defend people's health, and help the dead resurrect." Allen explained according to the content on the picture.

"Why did he turn himself into a **** shell?" Ron looked disgusted.

"The ancient Egyptians called the dung beetle a scarab, and it was a symbol of resurrection and birth."

Allen felt that Tutanmunka had planned the resurrection after 4,000 years after predicting his death.

Ron sneered contemptuously, "Look at the dense mummy! I have found so many people to be buried with, and I dare to call myself innocent!"

"So he has been imprisoned for 4,000 years in vain, and he will never live forever!" Nancy looked at the majestic **** on the throne in awe.

"Did the book write about how we get out?" Ron asked anxiously.

"As long as we escape the curse of 'Black Olof', we can go back to life." Allen carefully read this "Book of Death", it is simply a guide to reincarnation!

"We didn't pronounce the resurrection spell, are we going to be cursed?" Nancy thought of these weird things that happened tonight.

"Actually, it was Tutanmonka himself who pronounced the spell!" Allen shrugged ~ www.novelhall.com ~ but "Black Orof"? The creator's eye? Is it the energy stone the system is looking for? Allen thought of the huge black gem on Tutanmonka's wand.

He summoned the wand, and the black gem on the wand rose into the air and flew straight to the scepter in Osiris's hand on the throne, blending with it.

The three Allen wanted to walk over and take a closer look.

Suddenly there was darkness in the temple, Nancy creaked under her feet, she screamed and threw forward, the thing slipped away from her feet.

Allen felt something rubbing his ankle. He kicked hard immediately, but didn't get anything.

Allen wanted to cast a fluorescent spell, but was surprised to find that there was no magic here! All spells cannot be cast!

"Ah, help!" Ron and Nancy shouted in horror.

There are some small animals on the ground, many and many. But what is that?

Ron thought of spiders for the first time. The sound of these little animals crawling is very similar to that of spiders, and something slapped Alan's ankle, and he stomped desperately.

In the darkness, Allen felt that the whole ground was moving, and the ground was moving forward, rolling, shaking, and boiling like waves under his feet.

Something climbed on Allen's leg. It was hard and had thorns on it.

The clicks and clicks kept coming, as if the animals were biting each other.

Nancy gasped, her chest undulated, and her body was choked by waves of fear.

Ron was so frightened that he was crawling on the ground, under his feet, all spiders and dense spiders in his mind.

But Allen felt that these animals had barbs, unlike spiders.