Trafford’s Trading Club

This was a magical scene. For Yalian and Iben, they saw with their own eyes a small metal slug slowly emerging from the left side of Yamanlana's forehead, and finally landed on the ground.

The wound was healing little by little... Soon, the wound on the forehead completely disappeared, and the skin here was still intact.

"This woman is really lucky. If this hidden weapon misses even a little bit, she will never be able to hold on until now..." The red djinn couldn't help but muttered at this time, "It's as if there is some power protecting..."

The genie's voice was very low, and he was talking to himself. No one could hear it. In fact, everyone's attention was attracted by Yamanlana, who was about to recover.

at this time.

Yaman Lana even slowly opened her eyes the moment her wound healed.

"Great! Your Highness, you're okay!"

"A...Alian? Why are you here..." After Yaman Lana woke up, she was startled for a moment, and then looked around in confusion. She remembered that she was facing the high priest... Yaman Lana. Zi got up and looked around, as if looking for something.

The pharaoh of the kingdom, or in other words, the pharaoh of the kingdom with the head of a falcon and the left eye of Horus.

"The guy you want to find is up there." [Nightwatchman] Otto said coldly.

Yamanlana looked up and saw two lights and shadows, one red and one blue, intersecting with each other in the sky above... It was not a play, this was clearly an extremely dangerous life-and-death struggle.

"Your Highness, all the giant beasts that invaded outside the city have been wiped out! You are right, the magic lamp you gave me is really useful! This lamp god is very powerful!" The little maid said quickly at this time.

But Yamanlana couldn't be too enthusiastic, because she knew that the person who was with Yalian before that was not her, but someone else. But no matter which one it was, the memory of the little maid Yalian was still between them. There is nothing missing.

The memories are the same, the feelings are naturally the same, and of course certain emotions will not be biased.

Yamanlana reached out and patted the little maid on the head, then reached out to touch the dust on her face, and said softly: "Thank you for your blessings along the way. On behalf of the entire people of the City of the Sun, I thank you... Of course, I also There is this genie of djinn.”

"Hehe." She smiled shyly.

Yamanlana glanced at the red djinn whose lower body was covered in smoke, and her eyes flashed... The red djinn said directly at this time: "Woman, she is my summoner! I will not do anything for you. Thing! You are not qualified!"

"The genie of djinn... although he doesn't look like a blue elf." Yamanlana shook her head: "The world is so big and full of wonders. I don't know if it is right or wrong to bring you here."

The red djinn snorted coldly: "It wasn't you who took me out of the secret room because of your greed!"

Yamanlana laughed at herself and said: "Yeah, it's me... maybe it's me, maybe it's not me. Who can tell clearly, there are some things..."

"The other you went to a place under the final secret room." [Nightwatchman] Otto suddenly said: "The Segatu we saw mentioned a place before he died, and he said the answer can be found there."

Yamanlana did not ask Otto why he reminded her of this matter, and she did not even ask Otto's identity immediately. She just said in a deep voice: "What about him?"

"If nothing unexpected happens..." Otto looked up at the red and blue lights fighting in the sky, "The person who is fighting the Pharaoh should be him... But why he turned into a jackal-headed body, I haven't figured out yet. figure out."

"Set." Yamanlana murmured to herself: "This is the image of Set... the old enemy of the City of the Sun, the Lord of the Desert."

Suddenly, Yamanlana looked at Mr. Otto of [Night Watch], "Is there any way that the Pharaoh can win from this war?"

"This is no longer an area that mortals can touch." [Night Watcher] Otto shook his head directly, then pointed at the red djinn and said: "But it should be possible, this guy is theoretically half A god."

"You fart! This djinn is a real god." The red djinn instantly glared.

The little maid couldn't tell the form, but she knew that Her Royal Highness hoped that the red light and shadow creature with an eagle head could win. This was easy to do!

She walked up to the red genie, reached out and grabbed its wrist, and cried pitifully: Lord genie! Please, can you help me? I have two more wishes..."

"Don't!" The red djinn hurriedly covered the mouth of the little maid Ya Lian, "This counts as the first one! The additional items in the first one! Don't allow the second one!"

As he spoke, the red djinn pressed down his hands, spraying flames from his palms, and rushed forward to face the red and blue lights and shadows that were fighting. The red djinn was instinctively afraid.

But I don’t know why, even if it is afraid, in its view, the so-called [Set] and [Horus] represented by the red and blue light and shadow respectively look so...weak!

It's really weak. Logically speaking, it can explode in minutes!

The key is that the breath that leaks out always makes it feel like its legs are weak and it can't use any strength... "Strange, although these two breaths are not the most dangerous ones? Weird, weird..."

After thinking about it, it rushed into the entangled red and blue light and shadow, and without thinking, punched with the power of the fist, directly knocking down one of them, and fell hard into the square.

The red djinn snorted into his fist and looked down triumphantly.

"Master Djinn, you...you..."

You know how powerful this djinn is!

"You...you hit the wrong person! This is not the case!!" The little maid closed her eyes hard and clenched her fists, crying loudly.

The red djinn suddenly froze on the spot...looking at the sky.

In the square, Mr. Otto shook his head secretly and sighed, with a shameless expression.

But the red djinn quickly acted as if nothing had happened. He punched out and knocked the jackal-headed creature in the blue light and shadow to the ground.

Yamanlana didn't care about the unreliable djinn trying to make amends at this time, and quickly ran towards the direction where the pharaoh fell, but Otto behind her suddenly called her to stop.

Otto said calmly: "Compared with this, aren't you worried about what happens in the final secret room... The other one will shoot you without hesitation before going down."

"At that time, I would have done the same thing." Yamanlana said calmly without looking back, "Besides... I care more about my father than this."

Otto couldn't help but think thoughtfully.

At this time, in the distance, the red genie brought Xie Jiatu back to see the situation. He was temporarily incapacitated by the bombardment, but he did not seem to be seriously injured.

The jackal-headed figure is the image of Seth, the lord of the desert, and it was also mutated by Xie Jiatu. At the same time, in the final secret room, the body of the dead Xie Jiatu did not turn into sand, which means that Xie Jiatu is the one who connected the two things. Can it be concluded that the pharaoh of the kingdom who transformed into the image of an eagle-headed human body is also himself?

There is no separation between the good and evil sides, and he always appears as himself, ruling the City of the Sun as the Pharaoh... Or does it mean that the good and evil sides of the Pharaoh have other places to go?

Snapped!

But they saw the red djinn throwing the jackal-headed creature directly to the ground. "What are you going to do with this thing?"

Looking at the dying Jackal-headed Xie Jiatu, Mr. Otto suddenly said: "Is there any way you can help it regain its original consciousness?"

The red lamp god was startled and said subconsciously: "I feel that his original will is suppressed by something. If he wants to recover...why should I help you?"

"Because you are the omnipotent djinn." Mr. Otto said with a wink.

"Go away! My current summoner is not you!" The red djinn snorted coldly, floating in the air, resting on his arms, looking leisurely and contentedly.

"This little girl seems to be the type who makes wishes easily." Mr. Otto said calmly: "After all, the relationship between them and Her Highness the Princess seems to be very complicated. I think if there is a way to restore their sanity... Well, I I mean, judging from this little girl’s loyalty, she probably won’t mind making a wish.”

The red lamp god subconsciously looked at the little maid Ya Lian and found that she actually nodded at this time.

You are nodding your head, do you have your own opinion? !

"...I know!" The red djinn waved his hands irritably, flew directly to Xie Jiatu, who was lying on the ground with a jackal head, stretched out his hand, grabbed its feet, and lifted it up.

What do you do after you bring it up?

Of course he swung it and then smashed it towards the floor!

"Deng... Lord Deng Shen?" The little maid Ya Lian couldn't help but call out timidly.

"This is the fastest way to wake people up!" The red djinn said with a snort at this time: "This djinn will not waste any mana in a place like this!"

Keep shaking the floor.

"But this is too..." The little maid Ya Lian opened her mouth but stopped talking.

At this time, Mr. Otto said indifferently: "Let it go...Physical therapy is sometimes very good, if it can really work. Of course, you should think about it now, if it can really work, how should you persuade Your Highness the Princess."

"Your Highness...she will scold me to death..."

Mr. Otto shrugged, the advice had already been given... He turned his attention to what was revealed after the walls of the miniature temple peeled off.

After peeling off the outer wall of this miniature temple, it turned out to be a huge statue.

"Ma'at..." Mr. Otto couldn't help but murmured something in a low voice, "The goddess of truth and justice...the feather on the scale...what the hell..."

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Although she was angry in her heart, Her Royal Highness also knew that she had no way to express her pent-up anger. She suddenly had a strange feeling. This feeling of being out of breath seemed to have come from wearing this outfit more than once. The guys in the palace guards have experienced it.

This couldn't help but make her feel extremely confused. At the same time, there was another thing she was confused about.

That's what the girl just said... This girl actually called herself her daughter.

"Are you the split aspect of your mother?" Her Royal Highness the Princess asked coldly at this time. This is the most reasonable explanation she can currently consider based on everything she knows so far.

"Yaman Lana, you can regard me as your mother." The girl smiled slightly: "But my situation is different from what you imagined."

"What do you mean?" Her Royal Highness the Princess couldn't help but frown deeply.

The girl did not speak, but turned around and walked into the room... She indicated that she could follow her in. Her Highness the Princess subconsciously glanced at the young guard who appeared mysteriously, and her guard became more and more intense.

"Madam, please go first." The young guard... Boss Luo turned sideways and said politely, "Don't worry, Your Highness, I will provide you with protection when necessary."

"What are you doing?"

"Just someone who wants to see things through to the end."

Her Highness the Princess pondered for a moment, then turned around and entered the place where the girl went. It was not that far away, just a few steps away.

A passage appeared on the floor of the room inside the hut, which looked like a road leading to the cellar. Her Royal Highness looked over and could easily see its bottom.

She thought about it and realized that the cellar was not very spacious. On the contrary, the road was extremely narrow... She could vaguely see a figure at the exit.

She was already waiting at the exit...the mysterious girl in the underground.

Her Royal Highness the Princess was on guard as she approached... The girl's voice slowly sounded in the passage: "Many years ago, there was also a man who came here. Just like you, he passed through this place carefully."

"You mean the high priest?" Her Royal Highness the Princess paused, "The scale... was it found here?"

The girl did not answer the question, and her voice became calmer, "This man is so thin, like a walking skeleton... It is hard to imagine what kind of hunger can make his body so thin. It’s hard to believe what kind of belief allowed him to get here all the way, but at the same time, this man’s eyes revealed confusion all the time.”

Her Highness the Princess kept looking at the girl, and finally walked past her, and then walked out of the exit of the passage. What appeared in front of her eyes was... a tomb!

There are no murals, no statues, just a coffin.

The girl's voice sounded again: "Finally, the man walked through the long passage and came to this tomb. What he had been looking for seemed to be found suddenly in that moment."

Her Royal Highness the Princess turned around suddenly, and the young guard had already appeared behind her.

"Who is in this coffin?" Boss Luo asked curiously at this time.

The girl blinked her eyes and said rather playfully: "Guess."

Boss Luo shook his head, "I'm afraid not. I'm afraid that if I guess it, it won't be accurate. I'm even more afraid that if I guess it, it will really be like this. If you are willing, please tell me the answer."

But the girl smiled and said: "I know a guy. If it were him, he would probably open the coffin without any explanation, or use his omniscient ability to know everything at the first time, and then grasp everything. In his hands... finally, let things develop according to his wishes."

Boss Luo suddenly asked: "Do you want me to become like this?"

"I don't want to." The girl shook her head, and then said: "Actually, this is quite good... quite good."

Click, click, click!

While the girl was talking to Boss Luo, Her Royal Highness the Princess was not idle. She had to accept that even if she didn't want to, the two of them would easily ignore her existence. Since she was ignored, according to her temperament, she would naturally ignore this. Two people.

The sound was exactly the sound Her Royal Highness made when she pushed the coffin open...