Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

The golden spear full of historical texture is composed of red and gold patterns intertwined.

The spearhead is an ancient Egyptian-style sacred eagle representing the Pharaoh, with its long wings spread out.

This also makes this spear look like a combination of a spear and a knife at first glance.

Imhotep looked at the spear with a look of reminiscence in his eyes.

“Since ancient times, the spear has been in the east and the shield in the west.

These are the words left by Master Zhang Heng, the sage of the Sharpshooter Association, and we have always kept them in our hearts.

Therefore, when the placed magic gun sounded a warning, we knew that the time had come and rushed over as soon as possible. "

As Zheng Xian spoke, he continued to hold the golden spear firmly.

Yinhetian stretched out his hand to take the spear and smiled, "Thank you for your hard work. I didn't expect you to still remember this agreement."

He didn't mention the Holy Shield. Looking at the banned American soldiers around him, he knew that the Holy Shield must be in the hands of Americans.

But since they didn't say it before, they probably didn't bring the holy shield.

At this time, the tribe of Pharaoh's Tomb Guards outside the reception room had cleared away the remaining American soldiers who were still resisting, and were sending people deep underground, preparing to annihilate the remaining Americans in one fell swoop.

Yinhetian raised his head and glanced at the touched barrier, and sighed, "It's best not to disturb the place where the sages sleep."

After saying that, he waved the golden spear in his hand, and the curse power of the entire Hamna Tower ruins moved with his thoughts, and the whirlwind and yellow sand swept every space.

"Don't resist, let's go out first!" Yinhetian warned, putting his left hand on Clark's shoulder.

Following his drive, the originally rough gravel now seemed like gentle little hands, picking up everyone in the room, and then they were caught in the sandstorm and flew out of the reception room.

They flew outside. At this time, the sky was filled with sunset and red, and the night was coming.

Imhotep had no time to explain. The golden spear in his hand pointed at the obelisk that was broken by the grenade.

The broken monument body was lifted up and fixed under the action of the sandstorm tornado, and then with the help of the remaining power of the sunset, the fiery red light shot out from the tip of the spear, melting and welding the broken parts together.

When the obelisk was repaired, the entire Hamna Tower's barrier seal was re-stabilized.

Yinhetian continued to stir up sandstorms, using the power of the barrier to suppress the ban, wrapping up all the members of the tomb-keeper tribe who were still in the ruins, and flying out.

After they all left, the ancient and mysterious capital of the dead completely disappeared in the bright moonlight with the coming of night.

Blah blah blah!

The yellow sand, mixed with the unconscious tomb-keepers and American soldiers, fell on the dunes at night like dumplings.

After leaving behind these numerous burdens, Imhotep rode the wind and sand, like riding a cloud of yellow clouds, flying towards the depths of the desert with Clark and others.

“Ra, the [Sun God] among the Egyptian gods, originally used me as a beacon to return to Earth, but other than that, they didn’t put their hope in a single person.

In addition to me, [God of Hades] Osiris also arranged for Anubis to leave another back-up, that is, the Scorpion Emperor from more than five thousand years ago.

Because he tried to borrow the power of Anubis, he was designed by the [Judge of the Undead] and sealed in the Amsi Oasis. "

Atop the yellow clouds and sandstorm, Yinhetian began to tell them about the next arrangements.

"Because the seal was broken, the power of the curse I carried was leaked. The legendary Ten Plagues of Egypt,

It will also take shape.

When these ten plagues take shape, Egypt, especially the Egyptian people in Cairo, will pray to the Egyptian gods in great disaster and despair.

At the same time, the entire population of Cairo would be sacrificed in blood to send a signal that would guide the gods home. "

While Imhotep was narrating, thousands of miles away on the banks of the Nile River, in the ancient city of Cairo, the clear night sky that had been cloudless just now, with the bright moon hanging high in the sky, was shrouded in leaden gray clouds in the blink of an eye.

In a neon-lit nightclub, a bearded tycoon picked up the wine glass in his hand, intending to taste the expensive wine from Burgundy, France.

However, as soon as he took a sip, an irony smell that was different from wine spread from the tip of his tongue and filled his entire mouth, making him feel nauseous.

"Pfft~ Damn it, what the hell is this!"

The bearded rich man spit out the wine in his mouth. The originally rose-red wine fell on the ground, but turned into glistening blood.

At the same moment, countless people in the entire city of Cairo discovered that the water they drank turned into blood, and even the broad Nile River was tinged with blood.

The blood and floods among the ten plagues brought about by Immorton's resurrection came to Egypt at this moment.

Faced with such large-scale supernatural phenomena, even the Egyptian Ministry of Magic, which was originally slow to do things, rarely speeded up its work.

It is a pity that hundreds of years of colonial life have made these Egyptian wizards last in the entire magic world. Even after using various spells, they still have not found the reason for the change.

Some stupid Egyptian wizarding officials even started to block the news, saying it was just a big illusionary prank by some dark wizard.

However, things are gradually getting worse. Each of the ten disasters is interrelated.

After all, what made all this happen was the power of the curse accumulated in Immorton for more than two thousand years.

When the power of these curses comes into contact with people, thick sores will appear on their bodies. Exposure to the frogs mutates the animals, preparing them for the next step in the curse.

Not only that, the blood water will also promote the growth of flies, leading to the spread of plague and the death of livestock.

"In this case, it seems that we need to find the Amsi oasis quickly," Clark said after listening to Yinhotian's explanation: "But where is the Amsi oasis?"

"The Amsi Oasis is actually not difficult to find, but it is not in this world, and it is not the oasis you imagined." Imhotep recalled for a while and then said.

"As the guide of the undead and the gatekeeper of the underworld, Anubis has the authority to freely travel between the mortal world and the underworld.

He used this authority and the eyes of some kind of snake-like monster to open up a small space between the real world and the underworld. At the same time, he placed the sunny side of his divine domain in it, making it the ancient Egypt. A transit point for the souls of the dead on their way to the underworld.

Because the conditions there are much better than those in Hades, it is called the Oasis of Amsi. In ancient Egyptian, Amsi means soul. "

Clark said horrified: "Are you saying that the place we are going to may be a kingdom of gods?"

No wonder he had such a big reaction. You must know that the Kingdom of God is an absolute domain of gods, and everything in the entire Kingdom of God is composed of the power of gods.

Let alone Clark and the others, even a true god would not get any benefits after being trapped in another god's kingdom.

Yinhetian seemed to notice Clark's concerns, shook his head and said:

"It is not the Kingdom of God. The Kingdom of Anubis has always been in the deepest part of the underworld. It is at best a mezzanine space between the underworld and the real world. It has some characteristics of the underworld and the real world. It can not only accommodate living people, but also It can provide a place for the dead souls to gain a foothold.

It's just that it's different from the real world. The underworld is vast and divided into many layers. Its area is hundreds of times that of the real world.

Now in Ragnarok, Anubis will no longer guide the souls of the dead, so trying to find it is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Only by finding a magical weapon called the Bracelet of Death can we obtain its coordinates and make it appear in the world. "

Laura asked from the side:

"According to your statement, the Bracelet of Death is not only a map to reach the Amsi Oasis, but also the key to unlocking the space of the Amsi Oasis.

So if we don’t have this thing in our hands, how can you locate the existence of that space? "

"Have you ever heard of Tianxing Feng Shui?" Yinhetian asked, pointing to the empty starry sky above his head.

When Laura and Clark heard this, they all looked at Hu Jianjun with strange eyes.

Yinhetian also noticed their gazes and smiled, "It seems that this friend from the East also knows some knowledge in this area."

Zheng Xian translated his words to Hu Jianjun and Fatty Wang, which made them stare wide-eyed.

"I also learned this method of positioning based on astrology from an Eastern wise man named Xi."

Imhotep explained to them:

"The location of the Amsi Oasis in real space is not difficult to determine. In our time, we could locate the burial place of the Scorpion Emperor through ancient monuments and documents.

When we get there, based on the few stars that echo the power of Anubis, we can use astrology to locate the approximate coordinates of the Emsi Oasis in the mezzanine space.

Of course, considering that the Amsi Oasis is controlled by Anubis after all.

In order to prevent His remaining instincts from excluding us, I can also use this book to arouse the divine power of Anubis in the space and let it open the portal to the Amsi Oasis space for us from the inside. "

Yinhetian patted the "Black Book of the Dead" that came into his hands at some point.

Not only that, Clark even saw another "Sun Golden Sutra" made of gold, also hanging on his waist.

It seems that when he left just now, the high priest of the Sun God really took something away from Hamna Tower.

At this time, Yinhetian was driving Huangsha, and he didn't know how far he flew with Clark and the others.

Clark even dozed off slightly because of a big battle during the day.

By the time he was woken up by Hermione's elbow, the bright moon had risen directly above their heads.

Clark looked up and saw Hu Jianjun holding an ancient compass, staring at it with Yinhetian, mumbling about something.

They occasionally looked at the starry sky and sometimes looked at the earth, holding the compass and adjusting their orientation slightly.

Finally, after advancing for a certain distance, Hu Jianjun finally shouted into the air in front of him: "This should be it!"

After he finished speaking, a sandstorm descended on Imhotep and everyone landed. He first looked at Clark, then at Laura and the others.

"The next step is the battle between me, the Scorpion Emperor and Anubis.

You are all ordinary people, I think it’s better to just say goodbye.

Going north from here is the Nile River, where there are human cities. "

Having already arrived here, of course Clark would not leave so easily, and immediately said: "I want to go with you."

Since the fragment of the God of Knowledge led him to Egypt, it was natural that he would not simply release Imhotep.

Clark thought of the priesthood and authority of Anubis, [Guiding the Dead] and [Judgment of the Dead], both of which are related to the soul.

He spent a lot of energy last semester, using the eyes of the basilisk and the water of the Styx, to help Hermione and Neville complete their job transfers.

If we want to continue to spread the career system of the DND world to the Harry Potter world in the future, a simpler and faster way to change classes is obviously indispensable.

And from this point of view, there may be a perfect solution to this matter in the Amsi oasis in front of us.

Now that Clark had spoken, Hermione and Neville naturally stood firmly behind him.

Hu Jianjun originally planned to step forward, but Fatty Wang shook his weaponless hands at him and grabbed him anyway.

After Asian Flying Eagle Jack Chen saw that Agent Zheng Xian of the Divine Spear Bureau did not speak, he stood aside and did not speak.

Although he is a grand thief, he is not stupid. The matter in front of him clearly involves supernatural powers. It is not convenient for him, an ordinary person, to join in the fun.

Only Laura, after some hesitation, stood firmly behind Clark.

Clark looked back at her, "What are you doing? It's dangerous in here!"

"I know, but this is the burial place of the Scorpion Emperor of ancient Egypt. It is an ancient ruin of five thousand years. As a historical archaeologist, how could I miss it."

Seeing that Clark still wanted to speak and persuade, Laura crossed her arms on her chest and said in a resistant manner: "Don't worry, I won't hold you back, and extraordinary power is not your exclusive patent."

Yin Hetian looked her up and down, as if he saw something, and nodded to acknowledge it.

As a result, the only people following him into the Amsi Oasis were Clark, Hermione, Neville and Laura.

Yinhetian held the golden divine spear in one hand and the spread out "Black Book of the Dead" in the other. He looked at the air in front of him and began to recite the sacred words in the book.

The power of the dark curse, accompanied by an eerie tone, emerged from his skin like black sludge, condensing into huge octopus-like tentacles behind him.

The eight tentacles were dancing like this, and illusory dead souls were spit out from the tips of the tentacles.

Clark even saw that some of the dead souls were wearing the uniforms of American soldiers, while others were wearing the black robes of the tomb guards.

Obviously, these dead souls were also collected by Imhotep in Hamna Tower just now.

As more and more of these dead souls gathered, a stream of yin energy began to condense into white mist, floating around.

Gradually, in front of them, white mist blurred the boundaries of space.

On the yellow sand, like a mirage, a strange oasis appears and disappears.