Chapter 190 Scarab Amulet (Modified)

Tutankhamun, who was burned beyond recognition and covered in pitch black, crawled out from the thick ashes. His pitch black joints tightly held the wand engraved with black gems, pointed at himself, and let out a short and loud sound. Husky voice.

"He's accelerating himself!" Allen exclaimed.

Tutankhamun stumbled toward Allen and the others, stretched out his hand menacingly, and was about to grab Ron's neck.

"Oh, no!" A strange moan came from Ron's lips, and he backed away desperately, trying to avoid Tutankhamun's fatal blow.

Alan wondered why Tutankhamun didn't use magic? Before he had time to think about it, Allen suddenly flew out with his kick, hitting Tutankhamun in the chest, and Tutankhamun was kicked out.

However, Tutankhamun soon rushed up at an even faster speed, staring at the three of them with blank eyes, and his chin solidified into a terrifying grin unique to a skeleton.

He raised his arms stiffly, stretched out his hands, and rushed towards Allen and the others. When Allen was ready to take action again, Tutankhamun's arms suddenly became very long and crossed Alan and Ron, with its tar-covered hands around Nancy's throat.

Nancy opened her mouth and struggled hard. Tutankhamun raised his head and held her tightly. Nancy let out an almost strangled cry that ended abruptly and turned into a hacking cough.

Allen turned around and grabbed Tutankhamun's arm. "Let her go!" Allen shouted.

The charred skeleton let out a dry gasp. He pinched Nancy tightly and pushed her back until she was about to fall to the ground. Nancy closed her eyes in despair, her hands waving helplessly.

"Let go! Let go! Let go!" Ron found a wooden stick from nowhere and hit Tutankhamun's arm desperately.

Allen knew that with strength alone, even if he had been exercising for a long time, he could not compare with the mummy in front of him. When Ron attracted the other's attention, Allen took out his wand, in order to improve accuracy and avoid accidentally injuring the two corpses who were entangled together. , Allen also approached and began to chant, "Relax your strength!"

He succeeded, and the wand shot out sparks that made the mummy unconsciously let go of his hand.

Nancy covered her neck and gasped.

The angry Tutankhamun straightened up and grabbed Allen with his backhand, trying to throw Allen away from him, who he considered the biggest threat to him. Allen gasped in shock, but he didn't expect that the body would be burned. The mummy has such amazing power.

The moment he flew out, Allen stretched out his hand, desperately trying to grab something to prevent himself from falling too badly.

A purple light flashed by, and Allen grabbed the shroud hidden in Tutankhamun's chest. Tutankhamun was brought to the ground, and the purple amulet he had previously treasured on his chest fell. It came out and rolled on the ground a few times with a clanking clang.

Allen finally saw the full picture of the purple amulet: it was a scarab amulet made of crystal clear amethyst.

Tutankhamun twisted his body with all his strength, trying to grab the amulet on the ground.

But one hand was faster than his!

It's Allen!

Allen grabbed the purple amulet and tried to throw it down.

Tutankhamun was so frightened that he froze on the ground. He was stunned!

Seeing this, Allen seemed to understand what to do.

The sharp fangs of the basilisk appeared in his hand instead of the wand.

Allen swung hard, and the basilisk's fangs penetrated the scarab amulet.

The scarab amulet seemed to come alive, twisting and struggling in Allen's hands.

Black smoke billowed from its back.

"No -" Tutankhamun's terrifying screams made the walls tremble.

He was rolling in pain on the ground, and the twitching frequency of his limbs was exactly the same as the scarab in Allen's hand.

When Tutankhamun rolled close to Nancy, Nancy backed away repeatedly, her eyes widening in horror.

"My life! My life!" Tutankhamun screamed. He raised his head in pain and stared at the scarab in Allen's hand. He shouted, "It has kept me alive for four thousand years! How dare you... …I want…to be buried with us…oh, oh…”

The last magical aura erupted, but it did not hit anyone. Tutankhamun's voice lowered, and his body gradually stopped twitching.

His head, his arms, his whole body were reduced to ashes.

"What did he just do?" Ron's eyes widened with disbelief on his face, "His scream was a bit like the sound my dad made when imitating Amos Diggory of the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures at the Ministry of Magic when he was constipated... "

"He lives and dies with this scarab..." Allen raised his hand, and the scarab amulet that had turned into powder fell on the ground. "Speaking of constipation... the scarab is also called the dung beetle..."

"That...that scarab..." Nancy stammered, "is this the mummy?"

Allen nodded. "I think so! Although Tutankhamun predicted that he would be resurrected four thousand years later, he did not predict his ending."

After waiting for thousands of years, he only survived for a moment after being resurrected. This prophecy was a blessing or a curse for Tutankhamun!

At this moment, the entire tomb shook violently, and a loud noise came from outside the door of the tomb.

Ron ran over and opened the door. Huge stones fell from the sky, blocking the door tightly!

With the thickness of these rocks, it would take a long time to clear a path.

And what they lack most now is time! Nancy and Allen were shaken and bumped into each other. UU Reading www.uukｎshu.net Allen helped Nancy steadily.

"What's going on?" Nancy asked in horror. Perhaps the total number of scares she had received in her life were not as scary as the ones she had received in one day.

"It's Tutankhamun's last curse! He wants to collapse the catacombs and kill us together!" Allen quickly glanced around, looking for opportunities to escape.

You can't apparate here!

When he saw a mural on the wall, Allen's eyes lit up. "Hide in the golden coffin!" he shouted.

"Ah, why?" Nancy thought of the mummy's terrifying appearance and didn't want to go in at all.

"Hurry, otherwise this place will collapse soon!" Allen urged.

"Listen to Alan!" Ron said, running forward.

Nancy grabbed Alan's hand and stumbled forward with the help of Alan's strength.

The entire underground tomb was shaking violently. They could not stand firm and almost fell to the ground several times.

Finally, with the help of Alan, Ron and Nancy got into the huge golden coffin.

Allen lifted the coffin lid and half-covered it on the coffin, and darkness enveloped Ron and Nancy.

After looking at the movement, he estimated that although it was not enough to run out, there seemed to be some room left. Allen was not in a hurry to follow him in, but pointed at Tutankhamen's wand. The wand whizzed towards Allen, and then put it The rare treasures in the room receive their own storage space.

The underground tomb shook even more violently, and they could even hear the harsh sound of stones rubbing against each other.

Boom! With a loud noise, a huge boulder fell from above and hit the ground, instantly breaking into countless small pieces.

"What are you doing? Come in quickly, Alan!" Nancy and Ron were anxious in the coffin.