My Cell Prison Novel Chapter 908 - 908 907 Secret Dealings

??Chapter 908: Chapter 907: Secret Dealings

Chapter 908: Chapter 907: Secret Dealings

“What is this?!” Han Dong, hiding in the shadows, was sowhat surprised.

The mummy, rummaging through things, was displaying behavior beyond “human norms.”

1. “Living Bandages”: The white bandages wrapped around the mummy’s entire body acted like living creatures, winding around the dried corpse in the coffin and bringing it to its mouth.

2. “Suck Food”: The mummy’s tongue evolved a “second mouth” at its tip.

While the mouth tore at the surface flesh of the dried corpse, the tongue pierced through the bones, sucking the marrow mixed with a bit of Black Water.

This improved its feeding efficiency, greatly whetting the mummy’s appetite.

With every dried corpse it consud, the mummy underwent certain physical changes, growing about one centiter in stature and its spinal column on the back would protrude and lengthen slightly.

3. “Carrion Beetles”: Created by the Black Pyramid, the sealed corpse coffin was engraved with Secret Text capable of restraining The Dead, making it difficult for the revived mummy to destroy the coffin on its own.

It released a large number of Carrion Beetles from within its body, using them as a dium to destroy the coffin.

The above three points were just the mummy’s special traits; its combat capabilities were just as strong… and precisely the “target” Han Dong was seeking.

Bringing back such a head would undoubtedly pass the selection.

Perhaps the quality of the head brought back would even place him among the top ranks, granting him so sort of priority in the subsequent competitions.

He couldn’t afford to take a target like this lightly.

Just as Han Dong lightly touched the ring with the wolf carving, preparing to reveal a new skill he had just learned.

“Hmm!”

Han Dong was suddenly startled, decisively gave up peering out, and turned to hide behind a stack of coffins.

Perhaps it was good vision,

or perhaps a keen sense of danger,

or maybe it was the scent of a stranger in the air filled with the stench of corpses,

the mummy stopped eating and turned its head towards Han Dong’s hiding place.

The eyes within the bandages, completely shriveled, stared intently in that direction, as if it had locked onto its target.

“What’s going on? I’m sure I’ve mimicked the Death Qi here, making myself nearly indistinguishable from the corpses… To be discovered from fifty ters away, could it be…”

With that thought, Han Dong imdiately changed his approach.

The mummy, with its spine bent like a Beast, charged headfirst into the pile of coffins in front of Han Dong.

Boom, boom, boom~

The mound of coffins collapsed.

The mummy and Han Dong got entangled together and were completely buried under the mountain-like pile of coffins… for a mont, there was no movent.

The bandages, like living things, writhed and rubbed against Han Dong’s body, the second mouth (tongue) nearing the side of Han Dong’s head, and the mummy’s dry, stinking body pressing tightly against Han Dong’s.

However.

The mummy made no additional aggressive moves.

Its tongue, only the size of a pinkie finger, slowly extended into Han Dong’s ear and through the “second mouth” uttered a series of decayed vibrations that a ‘dried corpse’ would emit:

“You are… a priest of Anubis… I can see… the mark on your hand… I can also sense your… essence of death!”

“Can you speak properly, without pausing all the ti?”

“Oh, alright…” the mummy’s voice changed, turning into that of a mature male, “The ‘Eye of Horus’ created by the current Pharaoh is monitoring the Great Tomb Area, so we will have to converse beneath this coffin.”

What was originally a hunting ga instantly transford into a dialogue between master and servant.

The mummy, with its identity and The Dead residing within, felt an aura from its ‘master’ and thus locked onto Han Dong’s position.

Han Dong didn’t waste ti and quickly asked, “Even if we hide down here, isn’t there still a chance of being discovered? I have several questions that need your quick response.”

Han Dong imdiately threw out three questions:

1. The purpose of the Great Tomb Area.

2. Why have you been resurrected?

3. What can you do for ?

According to the mummy’s tale, his na was Andieb, and he had once been a white slave who had passed the promotion competition but was assassinated.

The Great Tomb Area was similar to a barrier, with the Death Qi released from countless corpses suppressing sothing hidden below.

As for what exactly was concealed beneath, the mummy said he had no idea, as it was the highest secret of the City of Gods.

The “resurrection of the mummy” was due to the excessive Death Qi from the abundance of The Dead in the area… plus the daily toll of deaths in the City of Gods was so high that not even the Death God could keep up.

So individuals with turbulent consciousness before death could still retain so awareness after being turned into mummies, absorbing the Death Qi here and completing their self-resurrection.

A flash of inspiration crossed Han Dong’s mind, “If I have the chance, I want to fully uncover the secrets of the City of Gods… Perhaps you can do sothing for .”

“Will you co back here, my lord?”

“I will return once my strength is fully restored.

Can you take “my will” and secretly gather the living corpses here without making any noticeable movents as a group, so as not to be detected by the Eye of Horus?”

This task made Andieb’s face turn blue, with beetles crawling across his face.

“It’s difficult… but I will try my best to do it.

Every once in a while, the Pharaoh sends his guards to purge the Great Tomb Area.

I am now fully exposed under the Eye of Horus, and guards will soon co searching for my trace.”

Suddenly, Han Dong threw out a question, “Could you survive without your head?”

“I am not yet whole, and most likely would die… no, I am already dead.

To be precise, losing my head would lead to the dissipation of my consciousness, rendering

unable to serve you.

Unless you can bestow upon

the Force of Death from the ‘God Anubis’.”

“I’ll try… If your consciousness remains intact after decapitating your head, then no guard will co looking for you.”

“Alright.”

Han Dong did not hesitate, and with one thrust, he pierced the mummy’s chest.

He activated a magic inherited from High Priest Imhotep, injecting a trace of the Essence of Death and at the sa ti drawing the self-consciousness in the brain into the body.

…

Half an hour passed.

There were signs of movent in the pile of coffins.

Exhausted and appearing injured, Han Dong struggled to climb out… clutching a peculiar mummy skull in his hand.

The bandages writhed slightly like living creatures.

In less than ten seconds, the Eye of Horus that was monitoring the Great Tomb Area noticed that Han Dong had completed the test.

Swish!

Along with the dripping of so bodily fluids, the wall chamber elevator at the top descended instantly in front of Han Dong.

Through the squeezing of the muscular wall, Han Dong was brought directly to a hall area.

[Preparation Area]

A bright and spacious square area.

There were already many competitors gathered here, each holding a mummy skull.

The Pyramid with brain tissue as its base hovered in the center, with the competitors’ nas inscribed on its surface in Ancient Egyptian text.

Attendants of the Black Pyramid, wearing golden masks, were standing beside the Pyramid, successively collecting the severed heads from everyone.

The handed-over skulls were absorbed by the base of the Pyramid, and the na of the person who handed them over would light up on the surface of the Pyramid and a score evaluating the quality of the skulls was given.