Chapter 190 The Ceremony Has Begun



Outside the funeral temple, yellow sand was rolled up by the strong wind, as if to tear the sky apart.

Lin Ke came here with a small army.

Lin Ke stood in front of the temple gate, his face calm as usual. Apart from dry mouth and body weakness, he did not feel any other discomfort for the time being.

Ramses stood beside him, wrapped in golden light.

The carrier of the god of death Anubis followed behind, its jackal skeleton body stepping on the sand, its bones crunching.

Nan Tong wiped the sweat off his forehead and looked back at the sarcophagus that the soldiers had pulled here together.

Inside was a mummy.

A mummy of royal blood.

Nan Tong raised his hand and pointed at the temple gate: "Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh, this is it."

"I have lived for decades and have never set foot in this place."

The temple gate was crooked and the stone pillars were full of cracks. It seemed that no one had been to this place for a long time.

On the top, there was a relief of a lion's head with its teeth bared. When the wind blew, Lin Ke always felt that the lion's head seemed to move slightly.

That might be an illusion caused by the heat rising from the desert.

At this time, Lin Ke said calmly: "Okay, let's go in."

Nan Tong pushed open the temple door and dust hit his face.

He frowned slightly, raised his hand to block it, and then stepped closer.

The temple was dark, with a few rays of sunlight filtering through the cracks in the wall and falling on 700 granite statues of Sekhmet.

Yes, this is a huge temple, but to be precise, it should be said that it is a temple covering a large area.

Because, it is not high.

Each statue here is more than two meters tall and is densely packed in the hall.

The fangs of a lion's head, a sun disk and a serpentine crown.

He was holding a scepter in his hand, as if he was ready to bring it down at any time.

That’s right, these statues are all in the image of the lioness goddess, Sekhmet.

Nan Tong swallowed his saliva, and there was a little more panic in his old eyes: "Your Majesty, this place is not right."

"The number of these statues is really..."

Lin Ke just glanced at the statue and said calmly: "A statue is just a statue, there is nothing to be afraid of."

"God of the Desert and the Nile, have you found anything?"

Ramses took a step forward, and golden light seeped out from his body, sweeping across the hall: "Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh, I have sensed the divine breath of the Lioness God."

"But, she seems to be avoiding me."

Lin Ke frowned slightly when he heard this.

This situation has never happened since Lin Ke started looking for God.

If so, there is only one possibility.

The lioness god may not have had a very good relationship with the previous Egypt.

So he walked slowly forward to a statue and gently touched the fangs of the lion's head with his fingers.

The stone surface was cold and rough, as if it had been soaked in blood, with some dark red line marks.

Then he turned to look at the wall, his eyes falling on a few murals whose colors were fading.

The first painting.

The lioness stood in a pool of blood, tearing open the man's chest with her claws.

The sky was splattered with blood, the corpses on the ground piled up like a mountain, and the sky was dyed a deep red color.

The second painting.

She was surrounded by a group of people, holding a wine bowl in her hand and with a dazed look in her eyes.

But the blood under her feet was not as deep red as in the first painting.

The third painting.

She sat on the stone platform, her hands casting golden light. A blood-stained warrior opened his eyes at her feet, tears still on his face.

At this moment, Lin Ke closed his eyes, and a picture appeared in his mind...

In the desert, the sun burned the earth and made it smoke. A woman with a lion's head stood on the sand dune, her hair standing on end.

Her eyes were red as lava and anger was gushing out from the roots of her hair.

She growled and swung her claws down.

Rolling with blood and water, it turned into a strong wind.

The crowd in front of me was running away from the sun, their figures dark.

Under the sharp claws of the lioness, they were torn into pieces like paper, with blood spurting everywhere.

She walked forward, stepping on the corpses, blood flowing like a river behind her, and her cries and screams were completely drowned out by the strong wind.

A fierce, cruel god.

Lin Ke opened her eyes and said calmly, "She once went on a killing spree because humans betrayed God Ra."

He pointed to the first painting: "Blood flows like a river, killing till the sky turns red."

Nan Tong looked serious, he also saw the same information from the picture.

Lin Ke didn't answer. She moved her eyes to the second painting and closed her eyes again...

At this time, the lioness goddess was standing in a pool of blood. The people around her were holding wine bowls in their hands, and the aroma of wine mixed with the smell of blood slowly drifted over.

She frowned like a lion, took the wine bowl, and drank it in one gulp. Her eyes began to change from fierce to confused.

She shook herself, her claws dropped, and the blood receded from under her feet, as if being sucked away by a whirlpool.

She growled, but eventually fell to the sand and fell asleep.

Lin Ke opened her eyes and pointed at the second painting: "They got her drunk with wine to calm her anger."

Nan Tong nodded, with beads of sweat gathering on his forehead.

At this time, Lin Ke's gaze moved to the third painting and he closed his eyes again.

The lioness goddess sat on a stone platform with her lion head held high and the scepter in her hand shed golden light.

A soldier fell at her feet, his chest ripped open and blood all over the ground.

But as the golden light covered him, his wounds slowly healed and he was able to open his eyes.

So, with tears in his eyes, he looked at her, the lioness goddess Sekhmet.

The lioness goddess Sekhmet stared down at him, her face as cold as ice, but the divine power she exerted was warm and healing.

Lin Ke opened his eyes and said calmly: "Her healing power can only be used when she is not angry."

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