frightfiction Chapter 136 Amon
Chapter 136 Amon
Chapter 136 Amon
Allen swallowed.
Isis had already walked slowly to the center of the alchemy ceremony, "Let's begin, apprentice."
Allen drew out his wand and pointed at the alchemy materials in front of him.
This is a mass of silvery solution. With the help of magic power, it flows like a living thing. It clings to Isis's body, from bottom to top, every inch of white and tender skin.
Feeling the cold solution touch her skin, Isis couldn't help panting.
Professor, can you stop doing this, Allen complained, and started the huge alchemy ceremony.
In the empty room, the roar sounded from the ground, as if some ancient thing woke up from a long sleep.
Countless blurred brilliance bloomed in the black secret room.
Blue, red, green, yellow... These colors are combined in quantity to form new colors, just like the paint accidentally spilled on the canvas.
Strange changes occurred in the space, and weird statues lit up, like ignited symbols, they came alive, twisted their grotesque bodies, and walked out of death.
Standing at the center of the ritual is Isis, covered in a strange solution, dancing gracefully.
This dance is so pure, telling everything with body language.
Like the autumn wind blowing the golden ears of wheat, like the rising and falling tide of the Nile.
This is a sacrificial dance, used to please the ancient gods.
The statues are also dancing around Isis. They become more and more crazy in the colorful colors, such as snakes, wolves, eagles, swans, ligers, and deduce the images of all living beings.
Allen stepped back slightly and looked at the ceremony nervously. Some kind of mutation had already appeared in the surrounding space, which was different from his own use of the patron saint to carry consciousness into the source of magic.
The ceremony designed by Isis is even crazier, using an alchemy array to simulate some characteristics of the source of magic, and then praying for the power of the gods to come through the ancient Egyptian dance that pleases the gods.
Or capture the traces left by the power of the gods at the source of magic!
This bold idea made Alan unable to stop, but he still looked a little nervously at the center of the ceremony.
Because it borrowed a lot of magic rituals from Egypt, even after studying with Isis for half a year, Alan, who had a certain foundation, was still confused.
He only knew that the main object of the ceremony was Isis, and he was just the host, helping Isis record some things objectively and waking her up at the most dangerous time.
So the danger is extremely small, which is why Allen is willing to participate.
Just as Allen was thinking, the ceremony seemed to be reaching its climax.
Those distorted, animal-like statues are constantly elongated and mixed with the surrounding colors, forming a crazy, chaotic, and indescribable picture.
Countless disorganized information concepts impacted Allen's mind, just like the feeling when he went deep into the source of magic.
There is no sense of space in the surroundings, no distinction between up and down, left and right, and even the concept of space.
It felt to Allen that he was forcibly pulled from a three-dimensional person into a two-dimensional picture scroll.
And this painting is still a masterpiece of Picasso, which is completely beyond the understanding and appreciation of ordinary people.
"Call God for protection."
Allen cast a spell on himself, and Arceus jumped out of the wand.
His mane rises high from his head, his face is gray, with green eyes and red pupils, green circular patterns surround the eyes, and strange golden patterns all over his body, as if it contains all the mysteries.
Running around Allen, preventing chaotic information from eroding the existence of Allen's own concept, one by one spiritual lights are lit up, helping Allen anchor his own existence.
Let him not lose himself and fall into this grotesque picture scroll.
Allen quietly held the golden vertical eye in his hand, feeling the ever-changing torrent of information around him, ready to wake up Isis at any time.
Suddenly a great will came.
The light of the soul in Arceus was compressed to the extreme, and even re-formed into a mass of formless white light, wrapping Allen.
The traces of the gods have descended.
Allen carefully observed the picture in front of him.
The ritual conjures a dead Egyptian deity, leaving only vague symbols.
This kind of belief is obviously the safest to cut off the gods for thousands of years.
This, Isis explained to herself.
When this power came, the ritual changed significantly, and the chaotic concept became orderly.
The light of the dying sunset poured in from the darkness and nothingness, but the light was so faint, it was like the last burning candle.
It succeeded, Allen looked delighted, and prepared to use the alchemy array to restrain the power of this brilliance.
However, a sudden change occurred, and the shadow under the radiance expanded, and the whole space was like an upside-down world. The brilliance of the sky ended, and the darkness of the earth enveloped everything.
Ceremony failed?Allen immediately grabbed the single eye made of gold in his hand, which was left behind by Isis. The single eye bloomed with a clear brilliance, dispelling the darkness.
Suddenly, there was a quaint bell sound from a distance, ethereal and heavy, and the two contradictory feelings of light and darkness were perfectly integrated into this bell sound.
Like evening poetry sung in ancient halls.
When Allen came to his senses, he had already appeared in a secret room.
The stone walls around the secret room are built with large pieces of fired bricks, which fit perfectly and have superb craftsmanship.
There was a change in the ceremony?
After the initial panic, Allen forcibly calmed down.
Although he has the power of a waveguide to observe the environment, he still summoned the fire dinosaur. With the help of the bright flame of the fire dinosaur's tail, Allen began to carefully observe the surrounding environment.
This is an [-]-square-meter house with Egyptian hieroglyphs on the surrounding walls.
On the side facing Allen, the text is written in gold, yellow, and light green, but looking clockwise to the next wall, the bright colors of gold and yellow gradually fade away.
Until the last wall, the entire mural lost its color and became gray and hopeless.
Even if he couldn't fully understand the meaning of the text above, Allen could still feel the deep despair.
At this time, suddenly the shadow beside him twisted, and finally turned into Isis in a black robe.
Allen quickly distanced himself from the opponent, and immediately added [Armor Curse] and [Cosmic Energy] to himself and the fire dinosaur, "Professor Harrison?"
Seeing that the opponent did not attack, Allen was slightly relieved.
Isis looked weak, her face was a little pale, she forced a smile, "Alan."
"Professor, can you answer a few questions for me?"
Allen said cautiously.
Then asked many academic questions that the two participated in.
Isis also answered one by one.
Allen was relieved at this time, and he pointed around, "Professor, there seems to be something wrong with the ceremony you designed, and we were pulled into a strange place."
There were water waves flowing in Isis's beautiful eyes. She looked at the surrounding walls seriously, showing an obsessed look, "Perhaps there is nothing wrong with our ceremony, but we are one step closer."
one step closer?
Alan was a little annoyed, Professor, you are still thinking about research at this time, I feel that it is not me who drank Felicia, but you.
Isis waved her hand, "Be patient, Alan, look at these murals, maybe we have discovered a huge secret."
Big secret?
Allen carefully interpreted the surrounding murals, and he could guess the general meaning of them, because Egyptian hieroglyphs have their own meanings, and he learned some basic grammar from Isis.
He deciphered some key information.
Two suns, god war, disappear, darkness.
"This seems to be telling the process of the fall of a god?"
Isis seemed to have been completely attracted by the content of the mural, immersed in the content of the mural, and repeatedly sighed, "So it is, so it is."
Sure enough, he was worthy of being a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts class.
Allen complained in his heart, and then asked, "Professor, can apparation be used here? I just want to know how to go back. Is this a pyramid in Egypt? Or some other place?"
Isis turned her head from the content on the mural and looked at Allen, "Allen, do you think God created man, or man created God?"
Hearing Isis's question, Allen couldn't help but start thinking. Isis's question might have something to do with leaving here.
He endured his temper and thought about it.
In this extraordinary world, of course, there is the possibility of God creating man, and all the major myths describe it in this way, and there are even strange existences like witches as evidence.
However, it is not entirely true if it is only God who created man. In the long history of mankind, there have been gods born from human civilization. The two seem to form a special closed loop that complements each other.
"Professor, does this have anything to do with why we are here?"
Isis caressed the mural with her fingers, "It tells about a god who lost power continuously due to the deviation of human belief, and finally turned into an unspeakable darkness."
The fallen god, the content on the mural, Alan seemed to be able to faintly connect the information in it, he asked subconsciously, "What is the name of that god?"
Isis said with a smile, "You still remember the other name of Ra in Egyptian mythology?"
Before Allen could answer, she continued, "At sunrise, the sun god turned into a bull in the mortal world, and people called him Aton; at noon, the sun god turned into a golden eagle, and people called him Ra; at sunset, the sun god turned into a ram in the mortal world, and people called him Amon. The sun continues to reincarnate, and the glory of the sun god shines on both sides of the Nile River, just like the ebb and flow of the river, the harvest day and the Sabbath."
"The name of this god is Amon."
A whirlwind rose from the secret room, the fire dinosaur tail flames swayed, and the shadow of Isis became strange and strange, like those distorted stone statues, dancing around her.
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