Chapter 149: A “Drama”

Chapter 149: A “Drama”

The Rose School of Thought demigod hidden in the gloomy corner was wrapped in a hooded black robe. His face was covered by a mask with a golden base painted in red and black stripes. It was impossible to tell whether he was fat or thin, but he was absolutely not short—at least 1.8 meters tall.

After using the sealed artifact of the Marauder pathway to steal Tutanthis II’s coffin before him, his body immediately faded into transparency, stretching and extending as if becoming a thick, long, soft rope.

This nearly illusory “rope” swiftly coiled toward the heavy golden coffin, intending to drag it into the spirit world.

Just then, violent wind suddenly rang beside the ears of the Rose School of Thought demigod. It collided with the air, producing explosions like thunder.

Boom!

Tutanthis II’s golden coffin was directly flung away. The transparent “rope” wrapped around its surface instantly snapped apart and shrank back into human form.

The Rose School of Thought demigod first drifted uncontrollably upward and sideways. Then he transformed into the form of a Wraith—no, an evil spirit—letting the fierce winds pass through his body so he would no longer be carried along.

He saw currents of air whirling rapidly in ring after ring. An uncontrollable tornado abruptly rose from the ground, sweeping stones, gravel, miscellaneous objects, and parts of the pier buildings’ rooftops into the air at the same time. Even the carriage that had previously run on its own, because it was nearby, was lifted and torn apart in the wind, breaking into chunks of wood.

Seemingly by luck, yet actually quite naturally, the dark area where the Rose School of Thought demigod had originally hidden had no Loen soldiers and was far away from the main roads.

The woman in the black evening gown and thorn crown, blocked by the tornado, could not help swaying backward. She was unable to immediately rush toward the golden coffin that had been hurled into the air. She could only follow the momentum, turn sideways, and cast her gaze toward a warehouse at a very distant position outside the pier area.

Immediately afterward, she looked back toward the Rose School of Thought demigod, because the other party was not affected by the tornado.

“Imprison!” The woman, who likewise wore a golden mask, raised her left hand and clenched the enemy’s figure within her vision.

That Rose School of Thought demigod possessed extremely strong spiritual intuition and could receive premonitions of danger from the spirit world at any time. Half a step ahead, he used Mirror Blink and jumped onto a piece of shattered glass seventy to eighty meters away.

At that moment, the tornado seemed to lose the power that sustained it and swiftly calmed.

Clatter, clatter, clatter! One object after another that had been swept up fell to the ground. Among them was Tutanthis II’s golden coffin.

Bang!

It smashed out a crater. Its structure, already close to collapse within the tornado, completely broke apart.

The topmost coffin lid flew away, and funerary gold and gemstones splashed in all directions along with the first two layers of the coffin.

Then the lowest coffin rolled a few times, dropping golden boxes and jade jars that contained shriveled organs.

A corpse wrapped all over in yellow-brown linen bandages tumbled out as well. Its surface had been stained by a dark-red liquid mixed with grease.

This was the mummy made from Tutanthis II after his death. It was extremely emaciated. On its face was a mask similar to that of the Rose School of Thought demigod, with a golden base and colored patterns. In the positions of its eye sockets were embedded two extraordinarily pure black gemstones.

As soon as the mummy appeared, the surroundings seemed to darken a little. The main body of the golden coffin also stopped moving, and gurgling dark-red liquid flowed from within, soaking the soil near the crater.

The Rose School of Thought demigod holding the Marauder…