Chapter 188: Resurrected mummy (modified)

When Allen removed the golden mask of the mummy, the ancient Egyptian nobleman who had not slept for many years finally revealed his true face.

The mummy was tightly wrapped, and the skin on his face had cracked, dark, like a shrunken leather.

His eye sockets were filled with black resin, and a roll of cloth was stuffed in his nostrils.

The biggest focus on his face was the mouth full of teeth, which reminded Allen of the teeth outside the door that could not be neatly aligned.

A sour smell got into Alan's nose.

It is a rotten taste, the smell of aged rot, the taste of death.

Allen couldn't help holding his breath.

Nancy felt dizzy and almost unable to maintain her balance.

Her legs softened and fell to the ground.

Allen hurried to her and fed her the detoxification agent she had stored.

"Well-it's so yummy! What did you drink for me?" The taste was so amazing that Nancy couldn't help retching.

"Although it's hard to drink, but it can save your life!" Alan handed the remaining potions to Nancy. Although Nancy was too arrogant and big-hearted, she still thanked Alan for the potions The bottle was clenched tightly in the palm.

Then, Nancy suddenly widened her eyes, revealing a look of consternation.

Allen quickly turned around to see. Ron didn't know when he picked up the mummy's mask and put it on his face.

"Ron, don't touch these things! It just took off from the body!" Allen was completely convinced, what a reckless Gryffindor! As naughty as his twin brother.

Ron's wand slipped from his hand to the ground, his whole body trembling. "Ron, what's the matter with you?" Alan noticed something was wrong and quickly rushed up, trying to take off the mask on Ron's face.

However, the mask seemed to grow firmly on Ron's face, no matter how hard Alan tried, he could not remove it. Ron stopped shaking and said in a very strange tone: "Ttru-Tetki-Kerry-Kehara!"

"What are you talking about?" As soon as the words came out, Alan realized what Ron was thinking! Resurrection spell on the door! Nancy suddenly made a terrified scream.

Allen heard the slow, procrastinating footsteps behind him, and he quickly turned around and saw the mummy in the golden coffin walking towards him stiffly and staggeringly.

Its hollow, resin-coated, tar-eyed eyes looked straight at Allen, and grinned toward Allen and Ron.

Tapping ... Tapping ...

The whole tomb can only hear the sound of mummy dragging his feet. Slowly, he raised his arms and made a terrible clack. Alan raised his wand and wanted to split the mummy! But his hands tightened his throat tightly. Allen's afterglow glanced at the corner of the golden mask flashing in his ear.

It was actually Ron!

Allen's wand also fell to the ground. He wanted to use his hands to pull the hands off his neck, but Ron's strength was unexpectedly great.

All of a sudden, Alan couldn't get rid of it!

The ugly, terrifying mummy is getting closer and closer to Allen.

Suddenly, the hand that held Allen's throat loosened and Ron's body twisted and fell to the ground.

Behind him is Nancy holding a mahogany box high.

She stood motionless, breathless, staring at the terrible shadow in front of Allen.

"Cough-cough-" Alan loosened his throat and stepped away from the mummy and Ron.

With a bang, the mahogany box fell off Nancy's hand. Nancy stood motionless, covering her cheeks tightly with both hands. Allen grabbed her by the arm and pulled her to his side.

"Thank you, Nancy! You saved me." Allen whispered.

"But Ron! Ron, he won't be killed by me?" Nancy's throat tightened in fear, and the whole body began to tremble.

"No, no, he's a wizard!" Allen kept comforting, and couldn't help worrying, "Although the wizard has nothing to do with being killed by a wooden box ..."

With a click, the mask on Ron's face fell to the ground.

The mummy suddenly made a hoarse and sharp voice: "Thank you, my slave!" Nancy wanted to scream with her mouth open-but couldn't make a sound, she stared at the mummy who was approaching step by step .

"Who are you?" Allen asked alertly.

"Who am I?" The mummy chuckled and Alan even read pride on his rotten face!

"I am the great Tutankhamun the Great, and the greatest prophet of all time!" Tutankhamun straightened his sackcloth chest.

Seeing Allen and the mummy seem to be having a good time, Nancy's big heart actually relieved her fear a little bit ...

She grabbed Allen's shirt and asked, "What are you talking about?"

"He said his name was Tutankhamen, and he was a great prophet." Allen explained softly.

"I have waited too long for this day!" Tutankhamun said. "I have waited for so many centuries, my slave. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

He raised his croaking arms, as if hugging the sun.

"I know that one day, you will open my tomb."

As Tutankhamen waved, Ron's wand flew into his hand.

He glanced at the wand for a while, his face glowing with excitement, and said aloud: "As a reward for your resurrection, I will allow you to be my slaves forever."

Allen looked at him cautiously, waiting for the opportunity to retrieve his wand. Tutankhamun seemed to be caught in some kind of illusion, so excited that he couldn't hold himself.

"I'm back! I'm resurrected! I have such a powerful force, so much wealth, I will continue to rule Egypt-just like four thousand years ago!"

Ron groaned and woke up with his head in his arms. He stood up swaying and found that the mummy could walk and talk! Before it was too scary, he shouted angrily: "Give me the wand back!"

Ron rushed in front of the mummy and reached out to grab it. "It's mine. Give it back to me."

Tutankhamen's throat burst into a cold laugh.

"You won't need it anymore," he said softly, pointing his wand at Ron.

When Ron succeeded in attracting Tutankhamun's attention, Allen rushed out quickly and retrieved his wand.

"Except for your weapon!" Tutankhamen was suddenly hit by the power of the spell on the golden coffin, and the wand in his hand flew out.

Tutankhamun quickly stood up, and the rags on his body were ragged to the ground, revealing a withered body.

To Allen's surprise, Tutankhamun did not attack him and Ron for the first time, but put a purple amulet in his heart into the shroud, which was obviously very cherished.