Earth Immortal Righteous Path

Chapter 307
"Click", a slight cracking sound, came from under the feet.

In the next second, the door behind the four of them slammed shut, and a boulder fell down.

However, the four of them still watched all this calmly.

This is considered a desperate situation for ordinary tomb robbers, but it is just an ordinary trick for their wizards.

They who have mastered space magic can still leave here easily, and return to England through the pre-made port keys.

"It seems that many tomb robbers were buried here, and they were cleaned up by the tomb guards in the past."

Dumbledore looked at the map in his hand.

"The mausoleum guard's map records how to open the mechanism here, but it's not available for the time being, and we won't go back the same way anyway."

The magic system of ancient Egypt is most prominent in various ritual magic and dark alchemy, while other aspects are slightly weak.

Egypt at that time did not seem to have such convenient apparition magic and portkeys, and there were almost no restrictions in this regard.

Of course, it is also possible that they have not yet entered the real core area, so they did not encounter it.

It is also possible that the guardian entered through the back door to avoid those magical traps.

The greatest possibility is that such powerful magic has already dissipated with the passage of time.

Continuing along the passage, several people clearly felt a dark force hovering around.

It is a kind of magic power different from their wizards. It is dark, but it is not evil, but it symbolizes a kind of sleep and rest. It is not so much magic power as it is the divine power to shelter the undead.

Going forward, I saw a statue blocked in the middle, and I couldn't make a detour.

The statue moved when it saw them approaching.

Waving the weapon in his hand, he rushed towards the four of them.

In this narrow passage, there is no avoiding it.

In order to prevent landslides, none of the four used powerful spells. They just deformed nearby stones and turned them into chains to restrain the statue. Finally, they were smashed into pieces all over the ground by Patriarch Peverier's magic wand.

"Why is the magic attached to this sculpture still functioning normally after so long?"

"Is this the dark alchemy of Egypt? It's getting more and more interesting. Only such a magic civilization can bring wizards a new future!"

Several people agreed with Dumbledore's words.

Along the way, they have experienced all kinds of magic of this lost civilization, and have to admit that they have reached a considerable height in many aspects.

More importantly, it has strong applicability and can also change the shortcoming of insufficient number of wizards.

Priests in ancient Egypt didn't have to have any harsh talents to learn black magic and white magic.

"To maintain respect for the pharaoh, you need to move forward with your left foot every time you take a step, instead of alternating left and right. The secret passed down by the tomb guards from generation to generation is just this sentence. So they can enter and exit the front hall safely without disturbing the guards. The statue of the mausoleum."

"This game is the Pharaoh's test of the humility and wisdom of the comers. If you can't even pass this, you can't talk about the next game."

After easily cracking this level, several people came to the next level.

Under the narrow single-plank bridge, there were dense bones, and the four walked over expressionlessly. For them, the project that tested courage had no effect at all.

The second room, has a similar inscription.

"The elves in the slate, choose a suitable host, and the pros and cons will be revealed here."

"This is probably where the altar of the so-called sealing stone slabs is located. Ancient elves are really sealed in those stone slabs."

On the three-person high altar, there are several huge stone slabs, and there are many such stone slabs here.

There are weird patterns on the surface of each slate, which seem to be all kinds of strange monsters, strange beasts, and human figures. The carving itself is very rough, but the details reveal the charm, very rich, as if real It's normal to be active in the next moment.

"Be careful, they are about to wake up."

Dumbledore first noticed the anomaly when approaching a stone slab.

Green smoke rose from a stone slab on the edge, and then a ferocious, lion-like monster flew out of it, with huge fangs rushing towards the four of them.

The magical light shone, but the monster was unharmed, and finally the metal card in Dumbledore's arms shone, and a strange bulbous monster with wings ran out, creating a large area of ​​​​smoke, blocking the lion.

"Quick, grab these magic items, these plates have special effects, and anyone without a plate will be considered food!"

On the other side of the room, on a smaller altar, there was a duel disk engraved with strange magic words.

Each of them took one, and after equipping it, the magic power was drawn.

Afterwards, one could vaguely feel the sleeping breath in the stone slabs in the room.

Among them, more than half of the stone slabs are completely dead silent. These are weak monsters that have disappeared with the passage of time.

"Paying our physical strength and spirit, we can summon the monsters we want to fight. The more powerful the monster, the greater the consumption."

Not long after, more than a dozen strange monsters, large and small, appeared in front of them. After a beating, the monster that broke through the sealing stone slab by itself was broken into pieces.

The corresponding stone slab also cracked and was damaged.

"Let's go, let's go to the dark arena, and we will face a hard fight if nothing else happens."

The four old people are all a little short of breath. Although magic power can replace physical strength and spirit to summon, they are not young.

The magical power of the wizards is also partly derived from the transformation of physical energy, and they are already a bit too much.

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"No.70 eight times, who will go?"

The exhausted four collapsed on the high platform, looking exhausted.

"I, I'm coming!"

Old Peverell poured himself a sip of the green potion, took a deep breath, and took a step forward.

On the high platform opposite, a unicorn monster with a length of more than ten meters and a height appeared.

"call!"

A winged pegasus appeared in front of him.

"Grow bigger, grow bigger for me!"

The old man took out his wand, transformed the monster he summoned, and enlarged the two-meter-high Pegasus to more than ten meters.

Then, two ferocious monsters fight each other.

"Hmm... it really hurts! This damn dark game actually allows the monster to communicate with the host."

He clutched his chest and half knelt on the ground cursing.

"This is for sure. After all, the monsters here were born in the hearts of the people, and then sealed into the stone slabs through black magic. Each of them can communicate with the host's mind."

"This is the price of gaining great power!"

Dumbledore behind him was so tired that he could hardly keep his eyes open.

(End of this chapter)