Allen didn't stop his attacks. All of them were petrified, disintegrated, and other curses, and attacked Tutankhamenka.
Tutanmonka used Ron's wand to point at a stone cat beside the golden coffin. The stone cat, whose eyes were inlaid with green gems, leaped high into the air and stood in front of Tutanmonka, swallowing Allen's spells one after another.
"Kill them all!" Tutanmonka laughed evilly. "They can't leave this place alive!"
The stone cat quickly leaped towards Allen and the others, its emerald eyes emitting a faint cold light.
It raised its sharp claws and slashed at Allen's throat.
Allen moved his head slightly, trying to avoid the stone cat's claws.
However, he felt the stone cat's ancient fingers graze the back of his neck. Those cold fingers were hard.
Allen knew that he would never forget this feeling.
He felt a sharp pain on his neck.
Ignoring the wound, Allen silently changed his wand into a silver sword and stabbed it into the stone cat's abdomen.
Allen cut it down forcefully, and the stone cat split in half and fell to the ground.
Tutanmonka's expression became very angry. He raised his wand, as if he was about to unleash a powerful spell.
"Run! Run!" Nancy screamed. She pushed Allen hard so that Allen could see where she was pointing.
There was a hidden doorway there.
Nancy let out a low sob as she ran.
Ron ran as fast as he could, and everything in the tomb became a blur in front of his eyes.
Allen quickly chased after them, trying to avoid Tutanmonka's attacks at the same time.
The light of Tutanmonka's spells intertwined around Allen's body, and his heart pounded.
Merlin bless them, and the three of them ran smoothly into the doorway. Ron closed the door.
"Fortunately, we dodged the attack!" Ron leaned against the door, panting.
"What's so good about it! Look! "Nancy's trembling voice was filled with fear.
Allen's wand emitted a faint glow, and the light illuminated a hand.
A human hand.
Above the hand was an arm, and the arm hung stiffly from an upright body.
Allen recognized that it was a mummy.
It stood by the front wall. The face that had no eyes, no mouth, and was tied with a linen rope seemed to be watching Allen nervously, as if it was waiting for him to attack first.
Allen swept the space around the faceless, mute mummy with his wand.
"Ah!" Nancy let out a low cry when Allen's wand illuminated a shocking scene in the room.
Dark mummies, tied with linen ropes, surrounded the three of them.
The room was full of mummies!
Under the dim light, their shadows seemed to be pressing down on the three of them.
Nancy shuddered and retreated behind Allen.
Allen looked at the mummies carefully. Their arms, torsos, and legs were tied with linen ropes, and their movements were uniform as they stood stiffly.
On one side of the wall, there was a row of mummy coffins. The lids were open, and the coffins were rotten. Some white maggots were wriggling between the wood chips.
"They won't come back to life, will they?" Ron swallowed.
"If you don't wear the mask, the one outside won't come back to life! Who knows what's going on here? "Nancy screamed in despair.
In the deep darkness, the mummies' faceless faces silently watched the quarreling three people.
Everything in the room — the walls, the ceiling, the darkness — seemed to be closing in on the three of them.
The mummies also seemed to be moving toward them.
"Huh?"
Allen took a step back, then another.
He realized that he was holding the wand so tightly that his hand hurt.
The light from the wand shone on the faceless mummies. They seemed to be moving forward!
Allen took another step back, staring at the aggressive mummies.
What should we do?
Panic was like a huge wave, sweeping toward the three of them and drowning them.
Nancy and Ron couldn't believe their eyes. They stared in front of them.
One of the mummies leaning against the wall seemed to be leaning forward slightly. The linen ropes that bound them fell off their bodies.
They moved their arms, necks, and ankles … They made creaking sounds.
The three of them stared at the room that suddenly came to life, dumbfounded.
The mummies made creaking sounds. They were all alive!
The air was filled with the rotting smell of old earth.
In the dim light, one by one, the mummies raised their arms above their faceless heads. Their movements were slow and painful.
The mummies staggered and stiffly moved forward.
"What should we do?" Ron's eyes were wide open as he asked Allen in horror.
What else could they do?
"Let's get out of here first!" Allen opened the door and jumped out.
A ray of purple light hit Allen's chest. A huge force knocked Allen into the midst of the mummies.
The purple light was reflected by Miao Miao's robe. The light emitted from Allen's body scattered and hit the stiff mummies instead.
The mummies dragged their feet and walked out of the door step by step, approaching Tutanmonka.
Tutankhamun began to shout in a strange language.
Allen understood what he was saying. "Stupid slaves, go and kill those three!"
However, the mummies were unmoved. They still closed in on Tutanmonka and surrounded him.
Tutanmonka roared angrily and pointed the scepter in his hand at the mummies in the front row.
The purple light hit their chests and set them ablaze. The fire quickly spread to their arms and legs.
However, the rest of the mummies were still unmoved. They didn't slow down, nor did they react to the fire that was quickly engulfing their companions.
Tutanmonka opened his mouth wide in horror. He mumbled a long string of words in that mysterious language and then tried to escape.
However, it was too late.
The burning mummies rushed towards him and grabbed his throat, pouncing on Tutanmonka.
The mummies piled on top of Tutanmonka, all of them burning with purple flames.
Tutanmonka let out an ear-piercing scream.
"Will they all die?" Ron was filled with anticipation.
"Why are they helping us?" Nancy asked, puzzled.
"I don't know either." Allen shook his head and watched the situation develop.
In fact, Allen had a rough idea of the reason.
Tutanmonka's curse was very likely to be a control or enslavement type curse.
When the curse hit Allen, it was reflected by Miao Miao's robe and hit the mummies.
That was why the mummies had betrayed him and followed Allen's wishes to attack Tutanmonka.
However, it was too complicated to explain to Ron and Nancy. It was better to just say that he didn't know either.
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