Chapter 187 The Golden Coffin in the Tomb (Revised)

When it was only a few steps away from the stone statue, the stone statue moved. It glared angrily, made fists with both hands, and hit Allen.

Allen nimbly jumped on his arm and used his strength to jump.

The sledgehammer transformed from a stone using the transformation technique appeared in the hands of Allen, who jumped high, and hit the stone statue directly between the eyebrows.

Kill with one blow! The stone statue turned into mud and rolled to the ground. The voices in the tomb fell silent.

"Merlin! Alan, you succeeded!" Ron cheered.

Nancy suddenly sat on the ground, holding her head and crying.

Allen was not happy. He looked at the mud with vigilance.

Why do these ghosts still stay in place when the stone statues are broken?

These pieces of mud vibrated rustlingly.

Ron froze before his open mouth could be closed, and Nancy stopped sobbing and stared at the place where the sound came from.

Now, they have become frightened birds. Whenever there is any disturbance, they will immediately become suspicious.

They are right!

The broken pieces of mud flew up from the ground and coalesced into stone statues again.

"Oh! God bless!" Nancy prayed desperately.

"Bless Merlin!" Ron howled too.

With a flash of inspiration, Allen thought of the reptilian man who was bound to the monster subway.

Perhaps the magic ball of the goddess of luck, Fowles, has a miraculous effect on these souls cursed by the Pharaoh!

The stone statue has been condensed and formed, and the wailing sounded again in the tomb.

The stone statue chased and beat Allen angrily, and Allen ran away.

The wails of those ghosts are also present.

The tomb was hit beyond recognition by the stone statues, and Ron and Nancy had to protect their heads and faces to avoid being injured by the flying stone fragments.

Allen was backed into a corner.

The stone statue's dark eyes lowered and were looking at Allen.

It opened its mouth and revealed an evil smile.

Then, he waved his huge palm and was about to slap it down hard.

Allen roared, jumped up, and used the power of the wall to twist and fight back, once again causing the stone statue to break into pieces.

Allen's heart was beating wildly, but he didn't have time to think too much. He quickly summoned Falls' magic ball and recited the spell that the reptilian people once chanted.

Streams of magic power emitted from Allen's body, the magic ball glowed with silver, and the soft light spread.

When the ghosts came into contact with the light, their ferocious faces gradually softened, their expressions soothed, and they stopped wailing.

The ghosts who regained their consciousness faced Allen, knelt on the ground, kissed the dust on the ground, and then disappeared without a trace.

Under the soft light, the pieces of mud gradually merged with the dust on the ground, leaving no trace.

It wasn't until no more ghosts came in, until all the ghosts disappeared, that Allen stopped the spell and put away the magic ball.

Ron's face was pale and bloodless, and he asked Alan in horror: "Alan, they won't appear again, will they?"

Nancy looked at Allen without blinking, her expression dull.

"Of course, we are safe!" After Allen took the gem back into space again, Allen aimed his eyes at the tomb.

"Now, let's see what's in here!" Allen's eyes were firm. Ron and Nancy stood behind him a little dumbly. They had not yet recovered from the encounter just now.

"I'll go in first. If there's no danger, you can come in again." Allen carefully opened the door and walked in.

When the light from the wand illuminated the tomb, Allen knew that what he saw in front of him would never be forgotten.

"What did you see?" Ron shouted impatiently outside the door.

Allen's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he shouted outside: "You can come in and see for yourself."

Ron and Nancy walked in and were shocked by the scene before them. The thick dust and dense cobwebs couldn't hide the treasures piled in the room.

"Clean up!" Allen waved his wand, and all the dust disappeared.

Nancy's eyes darted around, trying desperately to take in everything, but there was so much to see that she felt dizzy.

The walls were covered from top to bottom with hieroglyphs she couldn't understand, carved deeply into the stone.

The ground was filled with exquisite palace supplies, countless jewelry boxes, luxurious gold chariots, gilded lions, and even a beautifully carved lotus throne.

But the most eye-catching thing is undoubtedly the golden coffin placed in the middle.

The coffin was made of pure gold and covered with gold, silver, jewelry, jade and jade.

"Oh, my God!" Nancy murmured.

"Alan," Ron stared at the gold without blinking, "we've made it!"

"We must be extra careful..." Allen paused before he finished speaking. Under Ron's surprised gaze, he pushed all the jewelry on the golden coffin away, only to see two lines of text engraved on the golden coffin. , is an ancient magic text!

"I saw yesterday and I know tomorrow."

"What do the words above mean?" Nancy asked softly.

Allen did not answer immediately, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net He stood between Ron and Nancy, staring at a mural under the two lines of magic text. On the mural, three people entered the tomb chamber and resurrected the well-preserved mummy in the golden coffin.

"He knew we were coming," Alan replied in a softer voice than Nancy.

"So who is he?" Ron asked eagerly.

"We'll find out soon enough," Allen said at last.

Allen pushed the coffin lid. He used a lot of force, but unexpectedly, the coffin lid was pushed open easily. Inside was a mummy-shaped coffin, not very long, with a golden mask. The mummy appeared in front of the three people.

The mummy's body was wrapped in a thin layer of linen, with exquisite neckwear on his chest. In addition, his body was also covered with necklaces, amulets, rings, bracelets and other accessories.

The sarcophagus also contains a dazzling array of exquisite funerary objects.

"The stone statues outside are so huge, but the actual mummies are so small!" Ron muttered in a low voice.

The mummy was lying on its back, its thin arms crossed on its chest, holding a wand engraved with black gems.

"This gesture symbolizes the resurrection of the dead in the future," Allen marveled.

"How do you know?" Nancy asked doubtfully.

"There were relevant inscriptions carved on the walls of the previous tunnel." Allen leaned over and got closer to the golden coffin.

The mummy in the golden coffin seemed to be staring at him expectantly with its tar-stained eyes.

"So who is he? Is he a pharaoh?" Nancy asked.

"No, I am more inclined to think that he is a wizard and a prophet!"

Allen lifted off the golden mask on the mummy's head. Nancy was so frightened that she took two steps back and let out a short exclamation.