The Valley of the Wang Family’s Sleeping Skies is actually a valley.

After a thousand years, this place has been covered with yellow sand, and the years have buried the ancient Egyptian dynasty.

He casually showed his fantasy invisibility cloak. Lin Zhengyang came here while sitting on a flying carpet and wearing an invisibility cloak.

The fairy tale magic came to his hands, and he learned and used it. He was not bound by the inherent fairy tale at all times and did not perform secondary processing based on his own imagination anytime and anywhere, showing the fairy tale magic.

Of course, the stronger the more powerful it is, the more power it requires. Even if it is not a permanent existence, it is a burden.

Outside the pyramid, inside the camp stationed there are various archaeological teams.

It is called archaeology, but it is actually a legal tomb robber.

The current Egyptian government is not an ancient Egyptian dynasty, so naturally there is no objection to the excavation of ancient tombs, as long as it is given more money.

In addition to the pyramids, there are actually many ancient tombs in Egypt, and not everyone is qualified to live in the pyramids.

The Egyptian government imposed heavy taxes on such archaeological discoveries, and could not be taken away no matter what was discovered. Unless enough taxes were paid, the tax exceeded 50%.

This is a great source of income.

Every year, people excavate ancient tombs, obtain treasures and even gold.

The archaeological team and mercenaries sent by Lin Zhengyang are here.

"boss."

When he saw Lin Zhengyang coming, the leader of the archaeological team, an old white scholar, came forward to say hello.

Several mercenaries along the side carefully took out the photos and checked the employer's identity.

"Dr. Haby, I heard you're getting into trouble locally?"

Habi is a well-known doctor in the field of archaeology. He has a lot of research on the history and culture of ancient Egypt. This is why Lin Zhengyang chose him to lead the team. In addition, there are several scholars and guides in the archaeological team who are very familiar with the pyramids of ancient Egypt.

"It's not a trouble, it's a big trouble, boss."

Hubby frowned, and his old face seemed even more vicissitudes.

"This is the pyramid of Atum, the pharaoh who is said to be a god. In fact, in mythology, Atum was originally a god with the gods above La, but later the mythology merged and became an incarnation of La... The pharaoh who could be named Atum obviously has some means that we do not know. We cannot pry even a stone from this pyramid."

Lin Zhengyang became interested.

As soon as he stood on the sand, he could already feel the hidden divine power.

"Atum, do you like to transform into a black bull, right?"

"The black bull is his favorite incarnation and can also represent Him."

"Then use the black cow to sacrifice Him!"

Soon, the archaeological team brought a black cow from a nearby market.

Lin Zhengyang personally slaughtered the black cow, took blood, put a bowl, and painted it into a sacrificial pattern. Habi recited the priest language, which was secretly created to maintain the mystery, was specially used to communicate with the gods.

Soon, the blood of the black cow sprinkled on the ground was swallowed up by the sand without leaving any trace.

This means that Atum received the sacrifice.

However, in fact, in Lin Zhengyang's eyes, there was actually a hole in the pyramid's defense system.

The rigid divine defense system was finally caught after thousands of years of operation.

In addition, Atum's soul has actually left with the millennium building blocks. Muto Shuangliu also cracked some defense mechanisms when he visited this pyramid last time... So, there are actually quite a lot of loopholes.

Next, Lin Zhengyang saw the move and led his group forward.

Soon, I found something in a huge stone chamber in the tower.

The huge mural depicts the scene of the Pharaoh summoning monsters to fight, and there are a large number of clay tablets in the corner.

"Incredible, simply incredible. This is something that has never been seen in other pharaohs' pyramids..."

Habi, and others, were nervously looking at the patterns on the murals and slowly interpreting these cuneiform characters.

Lin Zhengyang, who had already known the truth, certainly knew why.

Because he faced foreign enemies, he opened the forbidden magic book and created a thousand-year-old magic weapon, thus having the power to extract the monsters and elves that are hosting people's hearts from sealing. In the stone chamber, there are still some seal clay tablets, and there are still surviving elves...

The city guarding winged dragon, the black magic girl, the black magician... There is no blue-eyed white dragon, and the stone slabs of the Three Illusion Gods were destroyed by the fire of war.

These extracted elves and monsters can be temporarily physicalized and fought under the power of a thousand-year artifact controlled by the priest.

This is the predecessor of the duel elves.

After all, most of these elves or monsters are monster spirit bodies without entities.

“Too weak…”

The seal is sealed in the stone slab. After thousands of years, many weak elves have long disappeared. There are still elves in the hundreds of stone slabs. Only a dozen are left to talk about.

Even so, they are already on the verge of demise.

Spiritual life is also life, and not God, it will also die.

"Boss, here are the murals of the casting artifact you mentioned..."

An archaeological team member pointed to a mural in the stone room and shouted.

"...The gold making...the soil of the ancient tomb...the strong resentment...used this magic, burned for seven days and nights, and the artifact was burned...the clay boards will communicate with the underworld, beware...the evil gods in the underworld..."

Lin Zhengyang looked at it very carefully and wrote down the steps carefully.

When the archaeological team was gone, he casually found a golden bracelet to use as a magical embryo.

"The thousand-year-old land of the ancient tomb is soaked in the aura of the underworld... Isn't it just the soil in the pyramid? It's mysterious!"

Use the tomb soil taken from the Atum pyramid and pure dew on it to buy and buried the golden bracelets, mold them into clay plates, and then bake and refine them after the ceremony.

During this process, a blood sacrifice is needed. The stronger the resentment, the better. Collect this strong spiritual power to stimulate the dark power of the artifact itself...

Lin Zhengyang actually couldn't do this step. In the original work, he slaughtered a village and collected resentment.

"Did the death of the innocent bring strong hatred? This is the origin of the dark power of the thousand-year-old artifact? It is worthy of being a black magic, it is indeed cruel enough!"

Lin Zhengyang had no way to skip this step, so he had to buy a few prisoners from the prison and execute them on the ritual ground, barely making up the standards.

Finally, follow the steps of the mural, communicate with the underworld, and guide the divine power to perform the ritual...

After seven days and seven nights, the seal was opened on time, and a golden bracelet with a strong dark aura surged around her body appeared.

The clay tablets as molds became the gateway to the underworld according to the ceremony.

Lin Zhengyang curiously threw his strength into it, and the door on the clay board was really opened.

"Wait, where is this? Shouldn't it be with the Underworld?"
Chapter completed!