Chapter 664 Archaeological Discovery

[I was ordered to suppress a terrible evil here.

No, it should be described as "only" or "bit". This balance can see through the heart of anyone who looks at it. It can communicate with me, tell me what I want, and tell me how to get it What I want, maybe because I have been alone for too long, I may have gone crazy, and all I hear are my own thoughts.

Three months ago, I was ordered to come to Alexandria to investigate the disappearance of the shamans stationed on the shore. Since Greece on the other side of the sea cut off contact with us, the astrologers in the Cairo Observatory have been reporting to the Pharaoh about the approaching evil every day. But they still can't tell the reason. We have no way of knowing what the Greeks are doing, why they disconnected from us, and when the dark cloud that has been accumulating for thirteen years will end. will dissipate.

In my opinion, even if the Greeks living under the dark clouds have become extinct, they are definitely happier than us. At least their fear and worry only exist at the moment of death, but we will be in constant panic because of the celestial phenomena across the sea.

Most of my family have already served on the coast in the semi-annual rotation, and observing that cloud is more meaningless than observing a pool of stagnant water, at least in my brother's description, it is as meaningless as stagnant water There is no change, but green algae are constantly growing, which is what astrologers call evil.

Three months ago was supposed to be the time for these wizards to reply to the situation, but Baicheng waited for three full days without receiving their report, and I, who will be serving here in the next period, became the best person to investigate the situation.

If I had known, I should have broken my leg by pretending to catch a gecko from the wall of Baicheng and fall off the building like my incomprehensible younger brother, or simply broke my leg for real.

Damn it!

When I was still half a day away from Alexandria, I had already seen the damn dark cloud. In order to verify the situation, my partner and I quickened our pace. The good news is that the dark cloud did not come from the north. The news is that as I approached Alexandria along the coast, not far from the camp of the wizards, I saw their dead bodies.

There are common injuries from lightning strikes on their bodies, but this damage is not enough to take their lives. What is even more dangerous is the evil magic power hidden deep in the wounds. I am convinced, those crazy people who look at the stars are right, What a **** evil!

They didn't even have time to break the fusion with their partners. Those wizards who used birds as their partners were even more tragic. In addition to the injuries caused by lightning strikes, there were also falling from high altitudes... tragic scenes, including the brother who had a broken leg and came to serve Father, if I can go back, I must really break his dog leg!

As the most experienced wizard here, his father left a string of blood on the ground before he died. They were killed at the same time, and the formation maintained by the corpses proved this.

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The next paragraph of scribbling and altering was finally neatly cut off by magic, and the next paragraph of text that was cut off became compact, as if the writer realized that the paper was not enough and adjusted the spacing, while his notes It also became sloppy.

[I... I can't turn back, I must find the root of all this, I shoulder the mission entrusted to me by Pharaoh, my father has been damaged here, I must maintain the glory of the family.

The entire area ruled by Alexander has been shrouded in dark clouds. Fortunately, it has no restlessness or expansion. My partner was so scared that he couldn’t walk, and he also canceled the fusion with me. I let him return to the white city of Memphis , Report the information I have learned, request reinforcements, we parted at the edge of the dark clouds, and I went deep into the hinterland on foot.

Alexandria has become a ghost city. I don't know where all the residents have gone. Although many people have gone to the interior due to the sharp drop in port throughput in recent years, there should always be some people left here.

I didn't understand, and could only go deep into the middle of the cloud, until I saw the smoke outside an unnamed town on the outskirts of Alexandria, which seemed to be the center.

I have been here before, when I was a child, my neighbor’s elder brother who was pestering me on business took me to play, he was choosing a concubine for the pharaoh’s youngest son, and he found a woman with magical powers here, but later she seemed Lost, anyway I didn't see her again.

After entering the town, I saw a scene that should exist in hell.

No one would believe that there are so many wizards in Egypt, they are like wild beasts in the sand, they can't communicate, they attack each other, reminds me of those cold-blooded lizards and snakes, I saw a boy who looked less than ten years old He pierced his father's back with a sharp knife extending from his finger bone, and his father, who was not killed by one blow, broke his neck in the next second. His mouth could be opened at a wider angle than his head, and he took a bite. Swallowed his own son, and disgusting scales appeared on his body because of eating.

He no longer has the feeling of licking a calf, no reason, no ego in his eyes, and this crazy beast was eaten by his wife who was ambushing on the roof the next moment.

I often heard in bard stories that people in the north can eat people. The poet told me that was just an exaggerated rhetoric, but I really saw this cruel scene in the land of Egypt...

For them, I am the most delicious food. Fortunately, they are just lunatics who know magic, and they are just some dull animals. With hard resistance, I got closer to the direction where the smoke rose.

Along the way, I saw a person who ate their former neighbors, companions, and even relatives and loved ones, and they became stronger because of the devouring, and they became more and more like terrible poisonous snakes. They will be eaten by others, and in a difficult battle In the middle of the war, there are fewer and fewer survivors, and the remaining people are becoming more and more difficult to fight. I can only flee all the way, rushing to the house where the smoke is rising.

There, I saw a handsome man.

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The handwriting has become more messy here, and the fear and shock in the writer's heart can already be seen through the notes.

【With a taciturn servant, he stands by the window and enjoys the farce in front of him. The tranquility inside the house and everything outside seem to exist in two different worlds.

He introduced himself that he is the black wizard Herbo from Greece and the man who shaped the dark clouds on the Balkan Peninsula.

He told me that this was a revenge to help the suffering. He drew out the darkness in the hearts of the Alexandrians and embodied it as their magic. Driven by their desires, they would devour each other. Give back their nourishment, and in each other's devouring, there is only one person left in the end.

He proudly said that as the sum of all people, the last person will be stronger than any Egyptian, and the end of that person is to become the food for the suffering person in his mouth, helping her to be reborn and reborn .

He showed me the balance in the middle of the street outside the house, told me that it would measure the evil in my heart, and give me the power to match it, and invited me to join Alexander's "carnival".

He dug out my heart and put it on a scale.

He congratulated me and returned to his dilapidated mansion.

His scale measures my heart, it can hear my heart, my evil is... so unbearable.

His taciturn servant helped me. He took back my heart behind Haierbo's back and told me to get out of here quickly. This is a righteous young man, and he actually has the idea of ​​​​confronting Haierbo in his heart. , but at that time Baicheng had already learned everything from the partner connected to me, Baicheng gave me the final task, to hold Hai Erbo, they will block the evil here.

I……

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After ending each "he", when the writer returns to himself, the strokes come to an abrupt end.

After the new line, the scribbled handwriting suddenly became neat, and the attitude was as focused as a love letter, while lines of large characters were written in the remaining half of the blank space, as if those confessions that had been prepared had become insignificant.

【What do I want?

Oh yes, you're so right, I'm ashamed of their...

Yeah? I see, who should I hurt?

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This passage is engraved on a huge stone tablet, standing in the middle of the quiet street of the fishing port, the dark clouds still oppressing it overhead, everything in Alexandria is bound in a thin circle, and this barrier has appeared There are dense cracks, but the outsiders are tirelessly destroying it.

Right in front of the stone slab, through a barrier, a middle-aged wizard in an Arabian robe was standing in the center of the stage, speaking generously to the reporters in the audience.

"This is the best news Egypt has received after the war, and it is a gift from God."

Mustafa, then director of the International Affairs Department of the Egyptian Ministry of Magic, waved to the crowd under the long guns and short cannons of the reporters. In the light and shadow, the false and real pyramids are becoming more and more clear. Unlike the pyramids that can be seen everywhere in Egypt, they have not been destroyed by the wind and sand for thousands of years. The slender lines form a unique pattern, which seems to be in the It tells an abstract story. On the distant mountain, a group of soldiers with different skin colors left after the war are arguing for the right to excavate a newly discovered pyramid. The confrontation determines the ownership of their national treasures.

"Whether it is for wizards or Egyptian native Muggles, today is a day worth celebrating," Mr. Mustafa said proudly, waving his hand and pointing to the golden pyramid behind him in the sunset, "German Muggles fought The air strikes in the 1980s destroyed the thousand-year-old barrier on the outskirts of Alexandria, and the mysterious history of the dust-laden 26th Dynasty will also be revealed at this moment. Today, we will witness the historic moment when Egypt, as the oldest civilization, turns from a fault to a coherence. Gentlemen of the press, please prepare your spotlights and developer powder, the veil of history is about to be lifted in front of you!"

The discovery of this group of pyramids is also a novelty for Egyptian wizards. The magic spell to hide them not only avoids the damage of human activities to the relics, but also prevents the erosion of time on them. The gradually thinning barrier, people can see the golden dots on the pyramids, in addition to some buildings located under the pyramids, which makes archaeologists very excited, maybe they can see It is not only the appearance of the original pyramid, but also the content of the life of the Egyptians more than 2,000 years ago.

"Badri, let them end this thousand-year-old spell."

Mr. Mustafa turned around, said to the waiting subordinates, and then looked at the reporters with a happy face.

The reporters facing Mr. Mustafa were somewhat nervous, not at all like the tried and tested practitioners of the news industry. This is exactly the case. The gathering of Aurors in central Europe attracted the attention of most people, so they were Most of the people sent here by the big newspapers are newcomers who have just entered the industry.

Nelson's friend at Hogwarts, Howard from Ravenclaw was also one of them. He was sitting bored on a chair in the front row, chatting with Alpha, who was traveling again by chance.

"I'm really convinced, no one wants to come to such a dry place," Howard complained to Alphard, "They will only throw interns like me here, and then officials will eat, drink, whore and gamble in Cairo."

"This place is much better than Cairo, isn't it?" Alphard shrugged. "What's so interesting in Cairo? I just came back from there, and it's full of Italians who separated from the army. You can eat delicacies like grilled scorpions in restaurants and end up with pizza spread out on the grill."

"Okay," Howard showed a disgusted expression on his face. He didn't know whether he was disgusted with pizza or scorpions. He curled his lips and said, "Damn it, can this news be squeezed ahead of the lace news? This kind of thing should be of no interest to anyone but Nelson, right? Let alone the history of Egyptian magic."

"Who knows?"

Alphard shrugged, and as the clerk rang the brass bell, the wild press conference entered the question-and-answer time.

"What do you think of the first special operation of the International Federation of Wizards?"

Just as Mr. Mustafa finished speaking, a reporter from Hong Kong's "Oriental Wizard News" who had been holding back for a long time raised his hand impatiently. According to the director of the Department of Affairs in an interview in the morning, Egypt, as the most powerful country in North Africa, has also been recruited the most wizards."

"Not sure, our Aurors received an order from the International Federation of Wizards three days ago, and Minister Abbas took them to Germany," Mr. Mustafa's face was a little unhappy, and he hoped that the eyes of these people He was able to go back to the major archaeological discoveries in Egypt, but in order to maintain his image, he still replied patiently, "We always firmly believe that the establishment of the Executive Committee of the International Federation of Wizards will bring the situation in the wizarding world to peace and bring together all the civilizations in the world. The Federation supported by wizards also has sufficient confidence and ability to accomplish our great goal... Now please return your attention to the issues related to the new pyramid complex in Alexandria, and let us witness this historic moment together."

Mr. Mustafa can be called a professional official, but the mere pyramid is not enough to attract the attention of wizards from other countries. They are different from Muggles, and everything in the pyramid is nothing to wizards something mysterious.

So after Mr. Mustafa expressed his resistance to irrelevant issues, they also relaxed, and the whispering in the audience made Mustafa almost unable to maintain his demeanor.

"boom!"

A thick crack extended from behind him to the sky, outlining the outline of the barrier left by the ancient Egyptian wizards two thousand years ago. Their warnings have long since been weathered and peeled off, while the outsiders are expecting that they will not be destroyed , a terrible history that can only be concealed.

The moment fresh air poured into the barrier, the hour hand of ancient Alexander, which had been suspended due to isolation from the world, finally restarted.