Hong Fan looked at the strange animals and asked, "Is the part of Imoden's power that was separated from his body in these animals?"
Chen Ang nodded. "Yes."
Hong Fan was a little dumbfounded. He pointed at the harmless animals and asked, "Even if there is a curse on the wooden box, can't we get someone else to open it? We have so many people under us. Why transfer the curse to some animals? It's not easy to control or use. Even if we want to cause trouble for Imoden, isn't it better to put the curse on a living person who can run away better than these animals? Humans are better than animals, right? "
"Humans are better than animals?" Chen Ang said playfully. "Not necessarily. These animals are not ordinary things. They are now the incarnations of the Egyptian gods, at least for Imoden. "
Chen Ang picked up the scarab and controlled it to crawl on his palm. He explained, "This beetle now represents the part of Ra's power that represents rebirth. The scarab has the power to protect the dead. If Imoden doesn't want to rest in peace, don't even think about touching it, let alone taking part of its power."
"As for whether Imoden can control ordinary people to kill this beetle?" Chen Ang laughed and said, "I will throw it into the City of the Dead's Scarab swarm. With the ability given to it by the magic ritual, it can naturally control the swarm. Anyone who wants to catch it will be a nightmare waiting for them. Because I am the one who gave it this ability, I can also use it to control the scarab in the city of the dead. "
"There is also the crocodile, which represents the Lord of Power, Seth. When Seth murdered his brother, Osiris, he ordered the crocodile to devour the remains of Osiris. Even the gods can't find a missing part of Osiris, so the crocodile is a natural god of secrecy. If Imoden wants to take back his body from the crocodile, he has to defeat Seth first."
"Falcon, the incarnation of Ra, the Sun God. Under the sunlight, Imoden has to worry about whether this falcon will kill him or not, but in the dark, no one can find this falcon."
"Finally, the cat and the ram. The ram represents Amon, who is not a god to be trifled with. In the body of the animal represented by this god, Imoden is unable to sense the power he has been deprived of because Amon is also known as the Hidden One. As for the cat, the cat is the gatekeeper of the Underworld. If Imoden appears in front of the cat and isn't sent back to the Underworld to be imprisoned, then he'll be lucky! "
After speaking, Chen Ang looked at Hong Fan and asked, "Now, do you think it will be so easy for Imoden to take back his power?"
Hong Fan silently shook his head and said, "How ruthless! In the original plot, the Americans were nothing compared to these animals. If Imoden found out that you had divided his internal organs and strength like this, he would be furious. I'm afraid he would cry! "
Chen Ang looked at the animals and said with a smile, "Rebirth, the sun, the power of the Underworld, and Amon the Hidden, these are not only obstacles, but also the weapons I'm giving you to deal with Imoden. When you resurrect him, hide Amon and use these four symbols to resurrect Imoden in this holy place. I'll wait with the Golden Sun Scripture and the nine obelisks."
"I'd like to see what kind of hatred and curse can make Imoden act so arrogant in front of me!"
Chen Ang opened the Black Scripture of the Dead and compared it to the Golden Sun Scripture. As expected, there were Egyptian spells related to the afterlife and the power of the Underworld. Compared to the hidden words in the Golden Sun Scripture, the records in the Black Scripture of the Dead were much more superficial and obvious. However, the secrets hidden in it were not inferior to the Golden Sun Scripture, and that was the secret of the Underworld.
Chen Ang didn't have time to explore these for the time being. He found the related prohibition of the Hamunaptra recorded in the Black Scripture of the Dead. When night came, the curse and magic here would be activated again. If Chen Ang didn't study it carefully and crack this part of the control, then when night fell, they would have to face the siege of the mummies of the pharaohs.
Chen Ang calculated that there would be at least tens of thousands of mummies at that time. If there were no jewel beetles controlling the scarabs, then there would be countless more scarabs.
Just as Chen Ang was immersed in the study of the Black Scripture of the Dead, the excavators of the Eye of Horus had already carried Imoden's sarcophagus here. O 'Connor and the other two also came in. Seeing the gorgeous gold decorations around and the circle runes inlaid with gold on the ground, Jonathan's eyes almost popped out.
He stealthily rubbed against the gold decorations around him and habitually took things from the surroundings.
Chen Ang warned without raising his head, "Idiot over there, if you move your hand there again, I'll make you into a mummy." Jonathan's body suddenly stiffened. Evelyn quickly added, "To make a mummy, I'll first knock a red-hot iron rod into your nostril and stir up your brain …"
Jonathan felt ashamed and said, "That must be very uncomfortable."
Evelyn shook her head and said, "No, you'll be dead before that!"
From the corner of her eyes, she saw Chen Ang studying the two scriptures. Evelyn couldn't take her eyes off him. She said obsessively, "Heavens! That's the Golden Sun Scripture, they really found it! And the Black Scripture of the Dead … God, it's such a waste to leave these priceless treasures by his side! He should let me study them. The records on them are the most authoritative and formal records of ancient Egyptian culture. This is a priceless archeological treasure … "
Seeing that Evelyn had the intention of going forward to take the two scriptures from Chen Ang's hands, O 'Connor hurriedly pulled her back and advised, "This man kills without batting an eye … I think we'd better not covet the things in his hands. You see, he's also concentrating on studying them. Maybe he can understand them too. "
Evelyn retorted, "That's Hieroglyphics. Only a few people in the world can understand them. I know all their names!"
"I learned it from Professor Terence. The reason why the professor is widely respected is that he has mastered this mysterious, soon-to-be-lost language. Professor Haftz in London might also understand it. Maybe there are a few others, but they're all experts in Egypt."
Evelyn sighed and said, "I should go up and ask them if they need a translation. Maybe they'll allow me to read that book."
Professor Terence passed by them and saw Evelyn. He immediately frowned and said, "Evelyn, I told you not to go near here. This is to protect you. If I wasn't your father's good friend, I wouldn't have cared about you. Remember, the less you know, the safer you are. In such a dangerous place, your troublesome thirst for knowledge is courting death! "
Jonathan and O 'Connor nodded in agreement. Terence waved his hand and said to Evelyn, "Go out, child! All of this will be over soon! Don't get involved in such trouble again! "
Evelyn still did not give up. Before she was kicked out, she still asked, "Professor, I'm one of the few people in Egypt who knows this Egyptian Hieroglyphics. You'll need me. I can help him translate those two books."
Professor Terence shook his head and said, "The boss is a real master of occultism. He knows ancient Egyptian hieroglyphics better than you and me. Even a real high priest of ancient Egypt might not know as much as him. You want to translate for him? That's ridiculous! Don't forget what you've seen along the way. You still know too little about ancient Egyptian civilization! "
Before Evelyn could argue, she was driven out of here.
Jonathan, who was also kicked out, said weakly, "I think what the professor said makes sense. That man is a real master of magic. He can control and summon mummies, and he can use ancient Egyptian spells to release spells. This proves that he knows more than you do. He must know more about these two books than you do. You'd better not get involved."
"I admit that he might know more than me …" Evelyn tried to make a final explanation. "But what he learned will never be made public for academic exchange. Keeping it secret will do more harm than good to the study of Egyptian culture. I want to stop him from taking this knowledge for himself. This precious knowledge should belong to all mankind!"
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