Chen Ang stood in the square behind the museum. Since the last time the transformation ceremony was held for Hong Fan, it has been transformed into a magic ritual altar. Chen Ang is located at a quadrangle stone column with a slope. The granite column is about half a person tall. When Chen Ang stood in front of it, the slightly tilted, as if the inclined surface of the book spread out to his chest.

The inclined surface of the stone pillar faces Chen Ang, like a stone platform for books.

The granite inclined surface is engraved with various complex and staggered symbols, including complex geometric figures and ancient Egyptian hieroglyphs. A huge circular platform is around the stone platform. If Chen Ang stood behind the stone platform, he could see a mysterious zodiac astrology map, which was adjusted to the corresponding position of today's astrology.

Chen Ang stood on the stone platform and placed the two scriptures of the Sun Gold Sutra and the Black Sutra of the Undead on the stone platform. He opened it with a polygonal key and spread out the pages. The stars in the sky were bright and bright. The high-purity air of the pre-industrial era completely refracted the starlight on the sky, corresponding to the astrological altar around the stone platform, which was particularly mysterious.

On Chen Ang’s left hand, it represents a special position in the ancient Egyptian underworld. There is a square black pool. The rippling black water surface is viscous and pure black. The liquid inside is mysterious and unusual. Chen Ang took a lot of hands and feet and moved it directly from the altar room of Hamnata.

It's late at night!

The quiet museum suddenly blew, and the lights around the altar square swayed. In the museum that was brightly lit on weekdays, there were only the rustling sound of palm trees leaves tonight. Along with the night wind, a man in black robe suddenly appeared in front of Chen Ang. He stood on the path leading to the stone platform and looked at Chen Ang from a distance.

He saw a tied mummy on an altar on Chen Ang’s right hand, and he became nervous. The man in black robe under the mask shouted: “Ansuna!”

The excited man in black robe unbuttoned the mask on his head, revealing a dry and broken skull, and a trace of warmth appeared on his hideous face. He came to the mummy on the altar, without even looking at the young and beautiful woman lying next to the mummy, leaned down affectionately and kissed the decaying and ruined mummy.

He spoke in a hoarse voice that spanned three thousand years: "Ansuna, my lover!"

After Imodon offered a kiss that lasted three thousand years, he finally calmed down a little. He turned to look at Chen Ang who was watching all this calmly in front of the stone platform. There was a deep fear in his eyes. He was silent for a moment and finally asked: "Did you use Ansuna to force me to come here to see all this?"

Imodon took two steps forward and looked at Chen Ang’s calm and deep eyes: “There are a group of strange and mysterious people like you who found me, claiming to be collecting money and doing things. Although they showed greed, when I saw them, I smelled the smell that was very similar to you on them. My intuition told me that you came from the same place and couldn’t get rid of it!”

"But they show a deep hidden hostility towards your servants." Imoton sneered: "They should be your enemies!"

Chen Ang shook his head silently and smiled: "I have never regarded anyone as my enemy..."

Chen Ang smiled sincerely and tenderly. He turned his head and looked at the sarcophagus that had once sealed Imoton, and sighed: "When I saw you carved with the words you had sharpened with your own sharp finger bones. I really wanted to talk to you..."

Imodon sneered: "You will never understand my mood at that time. Except for Ansuna, no one will understand my anger and hatred at that moment. Anything you say here will only make me feel that you want to use me. But now you have the Black Sutra of the Undead and the Golden Sutra of the Sun. You control everything I long for. You can just say directly-what do you want?"

"I want power, wealth, or Egyptian spells and secrets?" Imoton looked at him deeply and sighed in a low voice: "Do you want to use me to defeat your enemies?"

Chen Ang smiled and shook his head gently and said, "I said... I have no enemies! Sometimes, when I do my things, I will hurt some people, and sometimes the interests of some people conflict with me... People live in the world, conflicts are indispensable. They may regard me as a mortal enemy and want to hurt and destroy me... But I never care!"

"I don't care about those ants, their threats, their joys, their love and hatred, their claws and provocations. I just keep moving in one direction, and I don't care about the casualties and threats of the ants under my feet... There is no place for hatred in my heart!"

Chen Ang smiled very calmly, and he sighed: "So, Imoton! You are not my enemy, and they are not my enemy, my enemy... If there is, you will always be myself!"

"If you are willing to return Ansuna to me, I am willing to do anything for it!" Imodon looked at Chen Ang's eyes and said word by word.

Chen Ang looked compassionate and shook his head slightly and sighed: "What people pray for is often imposed and they least want to see... I will resurrect her, but this is not necessarily what you want."

Chen Ang stroked the black sutra of the undead on Shi Tai's right hand and chanted softly: "Sun, Taiyin, Nine Earths, Yellow Springs..." The same voice was also chanting the mantra of the Sun Golden Sutra. Chen Ang recited different mantras in the two scriptures at the same time: "Taiyin, Sun, Falcon Eyes, Scarlet Beetle Light, Ram Heart, Crocodile Root, Cat Soul..."

The two identical tones are one after another, and the sound of a symphony poem is combined, echoing over the empty altar. The sound is sometimes high-pitched, like a burst of gold and stones, sometimes low like a thunder rolling, and heavily ringing in Imodon's heart. He avoided Chen Ang's front direction in eager and fearfulness, avoiding the Sun Golden Sutra, which he feared the most.

In the lower right corner, it represents the direction of Saturn. Countless squirming scarabs crawled towards the altar on Chen Ang’s right hand. A golden scarab was surrounded by the swarm of insects and climbed to Ansuna. Imodon wanted to stop it, but as an immortal undead, he was extremely weak in front of the scarabs representing the rebirth power.

A loud sound of eagle and falcon came from the sky, making Imodon tremble as if he had seen a natural enemy.

Although his nemesis was hovering on his head, Imodon still stood in front of Chen Ang with the courage to love Ansuna in his heart. Unexpectedly, the hawk representing the sun god did not harm him, the undead, but landed next to Ansuna, standing side by side with the golden beetle.

But when the cat with two colors appeared beside Chen Ang, Imodon finally couldn't help but wail and dodged from afar. The elegant cat rubbed Chen Ang's fingertips towards the altar where Ansuna's body was filled with. A clever rise and fall sat next to the falcon, followed by a huge crocodile and an ordinary ram also walked out one after another. The five animals lined up and landed around Ansuna, and Imodon hid further.

As Chen Ang chanted, the pool of black water on his left hand boiled, and amid the unwilling roars of countless dead people, a shadow that made Imoton dream of and worried about appeared from the black pool. She slowly came to the altar to reunite with her former body. The internal organs sealed in the bodies of the five holy objects were reborn on her body as Chen Ang hid.

With the opportunity of the weak five holy objects, Imodon could no longer bear it. He rushed to Ansuna and pressed the sacrifice knife next to her on her hand. The two mummies had spanned thousands of years and finally had their eyes overlapped again. Ansuna looked at the dry and rotten skull in front of her affectionately, and murmured: "Imodon!"

Imodon pulled out the sacrifice knife and pierced the heart of the sacrifice next to him.

Blood sprinkled Ansuna's body, her flesh and blood began to fill, and fine blood lines grew on her bones. Her body trembled violently and broke free from the bandages. Even though it was tied up, after three thousand years of erosion, these linen bandages could no longer trap the reborn Ansuna.

Under the moonlight, the plump skin of the female body shines with a healthy bronze color. She looked at herself excitedly and looked at Imoton. The two hugged each other and cried. Ansuna picked up the sacrifice knife and looked back at Chen Ang, showing a cold smile. She said to Imoton in ancient Egypt: "Imoton, wait a moment. I will be fine soon!"

Ansuna, who was holding the sacrifice knife, was murderous intent. She came down from the altar barefoot with barefoot and walked towards Chen Ang like a clever and dangerous cat. The sacrifice knife in her hand was cold and shiny.

Imodon hurriedly stopped him and said, "Ansuna! He is very dangerous!"

He looked back at Chen Ang and said, "Give me these five holy relics, I will do something for you!"

Ansuna didn't understand, "No, Imoton! No one can threaten you..." Ansuna turned around and looked at Chen Ang and sneered, "Since he did this, I should deal with the troubles for you. Imoton believed me, no dead people could make a request." Ansuna, who did not understand all the cause and effect, decided to end all this for her lover in her own way.

But Imoton knew Chen Ang’s terribleness. He hurriedly wanted to stop Ansuna, but the spell in Chen Ang’s mouth continued. He sang softly: “The dead should not live, the one who has left should not come. There are barriers between life and death. The dead should not touch the fingertips of the living, and the living should not see the face of the dead and hear its words…”

"Ansuna!" Imoton shouted loudly.
Chapter completed!