who moved my coffin

{Ham Nabtra

Imerton lay reclining on the soft and gorgeous big bed, flipping through a huge dark gold book gracefully.

Looking carefully, the book in his hand has a dazzling gold border similar to the "Golden Book of the Sun" and black pages like the "Bible of the Undead". The difference is that this book is thick and full of killing spirit, and there is no The keyhole has a weird Eye of Horus on the front, but a black dragon on the back cover.

The book floated beside Imerton, howling under his fingers, and from time to time golden sunlight and black mist drifted slowly into this room in Hamnabtra, sucked into the book.

Imerton stretched out his fingers from time to time, rubbing the pages of the book as if to comfort him.

"Soon, the power will fill the new scriptures. What is needed now is patience. I should have done this a long time ago. Nothing can be trusted. Only doing it yourself is the most reliable."

He muttered to himself, looking up at the transparent sky above, the setting sun's burning clouds layer upon layer, carrying his thoughts flying in memories.

—————The dividing line of memories—————

The noble man lowered his head and covered the young man's hands with callused hands, "Imorton, from now on, the prosperity of the family depends on you."

The boy blinked, nodded, clenched his fists tightly, and watched his father turn and leave.

Under the cover of a rain of flowers, my father walked up the steps of the temple calmly, walked towards the end of the sacrifice, opened his arms amidst cheers, knelt down to the statue of the god, and then let the priest of Vajit put the cobra on him. body.

Every sacrifice may be a farewell, live or die, and the pharaoh and the priest of Wajit have the final say.

But this time, the father had a premonition that he would die, because their family had touched the position of Pharaoh.

Sure enough, this time, the cobra's venom was not cleaned up, and my father fell on the altar and never came down again.

The people were cheering, this time the father played Ra, according to the ritual, he represented the decline of Ra, after tonight, another priest would play the resurrection of Ra tomorrow.

In fact, the cobra can completely spit out its venom, and the father can also play the role of Ra's resurrection.

However, this can only be thought about in his heart. Imerton prostrated himself on the ground with tears in his eyes, and vowed in prayer to fulfill his father's entrustment and revitalize the family.

Becoming a priest is a son inheriting his father's career, holding the source of family power in his hands, and it took several generations of hard work to climb to this position. Imerton was dissatisfied with the speed of development. His father's sacrifice should be rewarded even more. He turned his attention to Pharaoh's throne.

"I will never allow my future to be like my father." Imerton said.

He began to expand his power and recruit believers. The big nobles obviously don't like him. It doesn't matter. There are many small and medium nobles. Faith, they can even plot against Pharaoh.

What's more, I still have the "Bible of the Dead", His Excellency Imerton Priest and High Priest to exercise power on the ground on behalf of the god of the underworld Osiris.

The spies that were pushed in by the opponents, those who can be used will use their tricks, and those who cannot be subdued will find a way to cut them off. In the face of the absolute power of God, all schemes and tricks are futile in front of him.

Love comes suddenly, but it is only when it is lost that you realize that you have fallen in love.

Originally, for a vanity-loving woman like Ansuna, Imerton's consistent opinion was that it's okay to play around. However, a woman who can conquer Pharaoh is of course more exciting.

However, at the most critical moment, Ansuna said to him, "You go first, you can revive me when you go!"

Hearing Ansuna's screams behind him, he knew that he had fallen into it this time. Looking back at that moment, the sweet words in ordinary times, the things that would be dismissed in the past and forgotten afterwards, happened when Ansuna died. In an instant, it turned into a realization that stings his heart.

It turns out that there really is a woman who can love me to death!

It turns out that this is true love, the love promised by life and death.

He used the "Bible of the Dead" for the second time without hesitation. This time it was not a game of life and death, but a desire to resurrect his lover from the bottom of his heart.

【Why, at the most important moment, interrupt the ceremony and prevent me from resurrecting Ansuna. 】【Damn priests of Buster and Wajit, you actually used insect bites to deal with me, and bet on the fate of the whole of Egypt to make me doomed? 】【I swear that I will come back, even if the last trace of my body is turned into ashes, I will come back and destroy the whole of Egypt, so that you and your descendants will pay the price for my revenge. 】【The first resurrection, to vent the 3000 years of grievances accumulated in my heart, but I can’t get Ansuna’s resurrection back, and I sent myself back to hell again. People who are enslaved by the royal power, even if the pharaoh’s line is cut off, they continue to be foolishly loyal to their oath. 】【The second resurrection, I thought it was a gift from the gods. Ansuna was reincarnated and still loved me, but everything was false. It was not I, Imerton, nor the reincarnation of those stupid princesses who was bestowed. Or the heir of the Pharaoh’s guard, at the most important moment, the golden spear thrown at the Scorpion King was actually held by a mortal. When the pyramid collapsed, Ansuna abandoned me, and all the gods laughed at me in heaven. Look! , Imerton, this is the love you never forget and has been with you for 3000 years. It brought me back to life again. Did it make me recognize the reality and see the truth clearly? 】【The third resurrection was an accident, Cyrus didn't want to resurrect me at all, hum, you don't know how much I paid to resurrect you.Cyrus, you ungrateful traitor, if you don't show up, I thought you'd gone out of your wits and returned to dust. It's a ridiculous god to descend upon a slave. Well, this time, I finally I have found the right path, it belongs to me, and I will take it back slowly. 】———————The dividing line of memories—————

Slowly closing the dark golden scripture, Imerton showed a self-deprecating smile. Under the starry sky, the lonely figure of the high priest gradually faded into the sleeping Hamnabutra.

——————— Separation line of the scene—————

"§★♂☉◎〒〆, no, these words cannot be translated like this!"

Cyrus snatched the quill in Vidi's hand irritably, and scratched heavily on the parchment, "Listen, you can't read these words in the way of Merlin's spell, you must stop here, magic power The fit is wrong... Ah, you are so stupid!"

Regardless of Viddy's livid face, Cyrus scolded Voldemort's Horcrux, "I really doubt that your IQ has been cut off, this is an obvious turning point, listen, Egypt You can’t look at magic with irony, even if you don’t believe it, you must maintain a detached heart when chanting a mantra, believing that you are communicating with an omnipotent god..."

"Enough!" Vidi finally couldn't help but shake off the quill in his hand, "You're wasting time, instead of doing these incomprehensible magic power deduction, it's better to translate those spells and memorize them all. I will find people to experiment one by one, and there will always be a few that will work.”

"Stupid!" Cyrus looked at the idiot's expression, "Do you know how many combinations there are in a set of seven-number lottery tickets? The hieroglyphs and divine words involved in the "Bible of the Dead" can be engraved all over the Giza Pyramid, and you can translate all of them. The spell, you are talking nonsense!"

Viddy looked at Cyrus viciously, "Why would Imerton assign you an impossible task, you must be hiding something from me!"

Cyrus yelled at Vidi even more angrily, "How do I know why he did this? Maybe he just found an excuse to deal with me. I'm more anxious than you. Do you know what this is?"

He squeezed the armband fiercely with his hand, "This thing will hurt your soul when it attacks, and you can't escape it, just like a knife cutting your soul, aha, you should know, you were cut off like this Isn't it?"

Cyrus gave a twisted smile, his fingers clasped his arms deep into the flesh.

Viddy suddenly calmed down, and carefully looked at Cyrus' armband, "It's very similar to the Dark Mark, it directly affects the soul..." He frowned, and looked up at Cyrus, "However, the one that can directly affect the soul The brand can only be branded voluntarily, how could you voluntarily let him wear it for you?"

"I don't know, I don't remember!" Cyrus said miserably, thumping his head vigorously, "I can't remember, but this armband is not as complicated as you said, Egypt 3000 years ago, There are countless ways to control a slave's mind, and branding doesn't have to be voluntary."

Cyrus murmured with a gloomy face, "Don't think my wishes are so important, in fact, to Imerton, I'm just a slave, marking the oath of ownership is as natural to him as eating and breathing .”

"But I don't think you are a guy who is willing to be a slave..." Vidi sneered, "Cyrus, you are so reluctant to bow your head to me. If you can accept your fate as Imerton's slave, I can't help it." There is no doubt that you have a special affection for your mentor."

Cyrus was silent, and after a while, he said in a hoarse voice, "Now is not the time to discuss me, Vidi, you said earlier that we are grasshoppers in a line, you still care about how to get Voldemort out of the sacrifice fate."

"You said that the "Bible of the Undead" has the effect of restraining the "Golden Sutra of the Sun", but you can't even get hold of the original copy, so can you resist the erosion of the "Golden Sutra of the Sun" just by guessing?" Vidi expressed doubts.

"There is nothing impossible, Vidi, the extreme of light is darkness, and vice versa. Imerton only wants to wake up the power of the gods, but he absolutely does not want to wake up the gods themselves. If I guess correctly, you The "Sun Golden Sutra" in my hand is a copy like me, and they are all for the original to accumulate strength, and Imerton must have the original, and mastering the original can restrain us and transfer our power."

"Then I'll go and grab the original!" Vidi's eyes lit up.

Cyrus glared at him, "Do you think it's easy to snatch something from Imerton? Do you know where he is? Do you know what his weakness is?"

"You know it!" Viddy laughed.

Cyrus laughed back angrily, "I have made it very clear, I am under his control, I have taken a great risk to teach you how to read the "Bible of the Dead", if I take you directly to Hamnabtra , before I walked out of Hogwarts, I was already out of my wits."

Viddy pondered for a while, "Is there really no other way?"

Cyrus shook his head, "I can only think of this method. Imerton is my nemesis by nature. If you weren't implicated, I wouldn't take the initiative to provoke him."