Hogwarts: The Obscurial War School

"How did they die?" Terrence asked.

"Ambush, sudden attack." Eddie lowered his head and said.

"A sudden attack? Leaving my three hundred guards defenseless?!" Terrence laughed angrily. He walked down the ramp angrily and pointed around the corpse: "Are you blind?"

"Tell me, what kind of attack can make three hundred guards defenseless? Look, they are marching in formation even to death, with scimitars in sheaths and rifles on their backs.

Terrence's anger awakens Eddie.

He was just a rough guy, a top-notch expert in fighting and killing, and he really didn't notice.

"What's going on? Didn't they resist?" Eddie was shocked.

Terrence snorted: "None of our people are alive, but there is not a single corpse of the other party here!"

"They cleared the battlefield—"

"Cleaning the battlefield can remove the corpses, but cleaning the battlefield will make the opponent's body look like this?" Terrence hated the iron.

Eddie said with a guilty look on his face: "I, I didn't find it."

"Alas...you have been stable for too long." Terrence sighed, "I didn't expect that thousands of years of grudges and grudges would eventually have to be settled."

Eddie raised his head suddenly: "You mean...a priest?!"

"Who else can there be except them gutter rats?" Terrence said disdainfully, and he said seriously: "Eddie, I'm old. You haven't seen the priests or dealt with them. I don't blame you. You, but you must know that the grudges between our Pharaoh's guards and the priests have lasted for three thousand years. I thought that this three-thousand-year tug-of-war had come to an end in my hands, but looking at it now--it's I am too naive!"

"Eddie, you are my heir, and you will inherit the mission of your ancestors. Those madmen have not wanted their god to return to the world for three thousand years, but we will never allow that monster to rise from hell!"

"You can no longer be so merciful. Hamnatta's secret has been kept for three thousand years, but your soft-heartedness three years ago led to today's crisis. Hamnatta's secret was leaked. Good luck escaped this time. Next time What about once? Those madmen will eventually come to your door like mosquitoes that smell blood. As long as there are still people who are greedy for the treasure of Hamna Tower, the monsters will be discovered one day.

Eddie's head almost dropped into his chest.

"That,"

"What do you want to say?"

"Why don't we dig it out first and hide it in a place only we know?" Eddie mustered up the courage.

Terrence shook his head: "You want to go there and find another real God of Death to suppress this monster?"

"Then we can kill it!"

"Who to kill? Immorton? He is already dead, absolutely dead! How do you kill a dead man?" Terrence patted him on the shoulder: "Eddie, you are not the only one who can think of it. Three thousand years have passed, what? All methods have been thought of, but keeping Hamnatta's secret is the most practical.

"Captain! We have made a clear count! Captain Lati and the three hundred guards under his command are quite a few." A guard in black came to report.

"How much?" Before Eddie could say anything, Terrence suddenly interrupted and asked.

"Three hundred people."

"specific!"

The guard in black didn't know why, but he still said honestly: "It is indeed three hundred people.

Eddie also testified for him: "I did assign 300 people to attack at that time."

"No!" Terrence raised his hand and stared at him: "You said Lati was escorting the prisoners back to the camp.

Eddie was startled and asked quickly: "Where are those Americans?!"

The guard in black shook his head blankly: "I've never seen him before, they are all our people..."

Terrence slammed his fist: "Oh no!"

Bad? What's bad?

The guard in black had questions all over his head.

"Eddie! Call the Twelve Guards immediately! Hurry! If you are too late, we may be the losers in this three-thousand-year grudge...

"As you command!"

The fire rose, illuminating the surrounding darkness.

In a deep cave, the man-made altar looks ancient and weird.

Dozens of people wearing red scarves and red gauze behaved in unison, lowering their heads to pray, and the prayers chanted in low voices echoed in the cave, adding a bit of horror to the ancient altar that was already disturbing.

…Please give me flowers…

"Let us go, we are American citizens!"

"What do you want? Money? Weapons? I can help you contact them!"

One after another, it is the missing American expedition team!

A group of five people, each blindfolded with a red scarf and tied with ropes. They could see nothing, but the terrible prayers in their ears made them panic.

Of course, a few rough American cowboys couldn't understand the ancient Egyptian language, but they couldn't stand it. Among them was a real understanding person, a scholar, a more professional and profound ancient Egypt scholar than a self-proclaimed Egyptologist like Evelin—— —Ellen Tristin.

"No, no, no! Don't do this kind of thing! In the twentieth century, please believe in science!" It was also in ancient Egyptian language, and the effect was so impressive that all the red priests present were stunned.

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Especially the sinister middle-aged man who seemed to be the leader and high priest in front of the altar.

"You know the Word?"

"I am a priest specializing in Egypt!" In ancient Egyptian, there are no scholars, only priests.

Priests were not only the managers of the Pharaoh dynasty, but also the inheritors of civilization, culture and knowledge.

"Let him come over."

"Hafz!"

"I said let him come over!" the middle-aged man reiterated in a loud voice.

The black guard on the side walked into the altar angrily and pushed Allen out who was speaking.

"He who stole the Holy Word, tell me where did you get the spell?" Hafz asked coldly.

"It's the Pharaoh's coffin in the pyramid..." I blurted out, but regretted it as soon as I finished speaking.

This group of lunatics who kidnapped them all spoke ancient Egyptian and performed rituals used to worship gods in ancient Egypt.

But he told him the incantation he knew from the coffin of Pharaoh.

The point is not the spell, but the coffin!

Pharaoh was a god in ancient Egypt. How could his coffin be allowed to be approached casually?

It’s over now…………

Play yourself to death!

(PS: Please help me. I don’t know why the update never appears on the update list. I don’t know if it’s my problem or if it’s really just like this. Anyone who saw the update list in the children’s shoes comment section said it, and it’s safe to say. .seven).