Guffy looked very bad. She didn't feel like leaving after Anubis-like Hong and Xiang had left.

"Why are you holding the golden egg?" I patted Zi Sirou on the shoulder. She was constantly touching and feeling the egg, almost wearing off the gold.

"It's so cold."

"Horus is injured, and the metal itself is cold."

"Well, I just like holding it." Zi Sirou really enjoyed holding the golden egg and cherished it.

"Guffy, we need to leave. This place is dangerous. The pyramid is about to collapse. Magma and rocks are flying everywhere, and it's only a matter of time before they hit us."

The pyramid had been turned into ruins by the uprising magma, and the cliff behind us had been hit by rocks. With the surging magma, the ground was shaking. Our current location was relatively safe for the moment, but it wouldn't be long before the continuous eruption of magma would erode this desert area.

"Thirty years ago, at the same place and entrance, Xiang and Hong stood at the doorway together. I'm very clear that they were half submerged in the magma. Xiang pushed me into the entrance, and then he couldn't get out."

"Humans at most can resist magma at the level of gods."

"I would rather they be swallowed by the magma than become food for Anubis."

"The Rotama Pyramid has collapsed. They don't need to stay here. There will be another chance in the future."

"Don't you understand? I don't want to see them. If I see them, I will blame myself. They gave me the chance to live, and now I can't live like a human anymore as an Anubis-like creature."

"But Anubis-like creatures with souls can still be considered alive." They just need to listen to Marutian.

"It's harder than death!" Guffy closed her eyes, her voice rising, her fist clenched so tightly that her nails were about to break.

"Fine, if we don't leave, the lava creature will appear."

"Lava creature?"

"What you saw back then was the prototype of Anubis wrapped in magma."

Ten minutes later, our motorcycles quickly passed through the sandstorm area. The sandstorm had weakened a lot compared to when we entered, and in another half day, it would stop. The Monsters had long left this desert, probably sensing the surging magma.

Occasionally, columns of magma would erupt from the ground in the desert. Avoiding the columns of magma and falling rocks was a thrilling driving activity.

Bang! A rock smashed beside me, kicking up a cloud of dust. At the same time, a huge creature emerged from the ground, covered in barbs, wriggling rapidly in the desert.

"This Monster looks so much like a worm." I watched the Monster beside me, slowly walking away from the eruption zone. Its reaction was too slow, and now it wanted to escape. If I could escape its giant jaws, it would not just be luck.

"Humble one!" Zi Sirou held the egg with one hand and skillfully drove the motorcycle with the other. She had excellent skills. If she had participated in the inter-school race last year, motorcycle racing would definitely be her strong suit.

"Don't mind them."

"They will definitely attack us!"

"Attack? The humble one's magic comes from the dragon race. It always stays true to its roots. The dragon race is the root. By using the dragon spirit contract, they can do this..."

The humble one was monitoring from the sky. As soon as it detected our trace, it immediately swooped down, its mask on, ready to receive the magic.

However, the recipient of the magic was me!

"This is your high-temperature fireball." In my hand was a fire-based magic from a certain mummy. It was indeed the same magic, with a temperature exceeding three thousand degrees, perfect for steelmaking.

The fireball in my hand struck several humble individuals in midair, causing them to plummet into the desert. The remaining fireballs hit rocks, and small debris scattered in front of us, raising a cloud of dust.

"The outsiders have stolen the secret of the pyramid. We cannot let them leave," the humble ones realized that their magic secret had been discovered and figured out by me instead.

"Intercept their magic with the contract. It's that simple. In theory, it's similar to the exclusive magic tools used by the other side I can contract with. What's important is that their magic doesn't require identity verification or encryption at all. Intercepting their magic shouldn't be difficult."

I summoned the humble magic once again, and the humble ones in front of us were completely helpless.

The seal on the dragon's head intensified, and the restoration of the mummy's magic was like a dam holding back water in a building; the water pressure was not enough, weakening the magic and prolonging the filling time. The humble ones might have to lay off employees in the future to ensure the use of magic.

"We failed to intercept their magic even once. We can only rely on ourselves!" The humble ones discarded their masks and began emitting electric currents from their heads, covering their entire bodies.

All the humble ones were thunder-type magic users. Something that they didn't need to use often suddenly became necessary, and they discovered that a knife is only sharpened when it's used.

The humble ones' magic didn't pose a threat to us, so all they could do was retreat. Meanwhile, the three of us continued towards the airport. After all, we had already destroyed a place that was important to others' culture and beliefs. We didn't want to stay there for tourism.

We heard continuous explosions behind us and smelled the strong metallic scent emitted by the erupting magma. It was a catastrophic eruption, and it hadn't reached its peak yet. It was unlikely to be calm here for a few days.

2

At midnight, news of the collapse of the Rotama Pyramid had been reported nationwide in the country of Emojinia. A large number of believers gathered 400 kilometers outside the pyramid at this time when they should have been asleep. The desert within this 400-kilometer radius was blocked off by the government, with a large number of troops stationed there. Meanwhile, search and rescue teams were constantly looking for caravans that might have been trapped by sandstorms or magma eruptions.

In the military camp, an elderly man stood under a floating holographic map. The map showed the area within a 400-kilometer radius centered on the Rotama Pyramid, with red dots representing the spewing magma. It had been seven hours since the eruption of magma from the pyramid, and there were still ongoing eruptions. Moreover, the eruption points were not concentrated. According to frontline information, the central position of the pyramid was already filled with flowing magma, and new magma was continuously flowing out.

"It's strange that there is magma eruption in the desert where there aren't even any volcanoes," the old man's rugged voice sounded experienced and powerful.

"Marshal, the humble ones' information mentioned outsiders. Could it be related to tomb raiding?" A bespectacled officer next to the marshal asked the old man.

"These damn outsiders. If our military were still in power, they wouldn't have had a chance to do business here."

"The government is relatively lenient, trying to satisfy the international curiosity about the pyramid. But they can't control people's desire for the pyramid."

"After this incident, if the government continues to be lenient, they will lose public support."

"Marshal, this is a question from the crowd and the journalists." The officer handed over a piece of paper.

"It seems we can't cover up the matter of the outsiders. The public is demanding severe punishment for them. After all, it's not natural for something like this to happen in the desert. Journalists have the strongest imagination. Without official statements, they will go wild."

"Let chaos reign, the military doesn't care about these things, let the government handle it."

As soon as the old marshal finished speaking, there was a commotion outside.

"Another outbreak?"

"Probably. I'll go check." The officer took off his glasses and walked outside with a serious expression.

The old marshal looked at the map, but the red dot did not appear in the direction of the military camp.

"Hmm?" The old marshal heard a strange noise and looked up.

"Bang! Bang!" Two sounds came from above the military camp.

The old marshal felt something was wrong and prepared to open the door to see what was happening. However, just as he opened the door, the roof was overturned, and a black mist rushed in, followed by a two-meter-tall figure standing behind the old marshal. The old marshal tried to use magic after being enveloped by the black mist, but he couldn't use any magical power. In the instant he turned around, all he saw were a pair of red eyes, and his head was bitten off.

The black figure that emerged from the black mist revealed a wolf-headed humanoid - Anubis-like.

"Eat them all, I want all of you to have all human emotions, to have souls. I don't want you to be defeated anymore!" Ma Rutian's angry voice came from behind the Anubis-like figure as he and Qing stood in the air.

"There's no need to be so angry. Horus was indeed abandoned by The Divine Realm because it despised their suppressed violent emotions. That's why it tried to prove its worth in such a self-destructive manner. And your Anubis also has emotions, it's just that Horus's emotions exploded. If its emotions were stable, the result would have been different."

"Wrong! Winning is an emotion that Anubis can never have. This is the difference. And Anubis doesn't have emotions, it only has autonomy, but it doesn't know what it wants because it has never left there. Whereas the remnants of the pyramid only know how to play and gamble, without the drive to improve. I'm going to release all the Anubis-like figures now, let them think about what they want to do in the slaughter, to understand what it means to win! Instead of just standing there and waiting!" The black mist from the military camp filled the sky, wailing echoed, and wherever the black mist went, Anubis-like figures appeared. Before the soldiers in the army could see clearly, they were torn apart by a powerful force. The source of the black mist was the lion-headed figure, which dug out the hearts of dead bodies and devoured them.

"What is that?" The gathering crowd and reporters in the small town outside the military camp looked on as the lights of the military camp disappeared. Everyone was extremely uneasy, and the noisy crowd suddenly fell silent as darkness spread across the town. Streetlights and lights in houses began to flicker.

"What's wrong with the streetlights?"

"Did the eruption of lava disrupt the power supply?"

The black mist rushed into the town from the sky, and twenty-three Anubis-like figures landed in the crowd in mid-air. Their feet trampled on human bodies as they appeared. Fear shrouded the hearts of civilians and reporters, and the crowd surging restlessly. Everyone wanted to get away as quickly as possible. The teeth of the Anubis-like figures were covered in blood, and their bodies turned black in the midst of the slaughter.

Shou was one of them. He killed more than a hundred soldiers and ate ninety-eight of them, but every time he killed someone, he felt an inexplicable pain in his heart. But when he killed two hundred people, he completely forgot about the pain in his heart. It was as if he was using killing to vent his pain. The more he killed, the more painful it became, and the more painful it became, the more he killed, in an endless cycle of hell.

Shou looked up and howled. The full moon in his eyes was red, blood-red.

"Am I... still human?" Shou stood in the blood-stained path, amidst the scattered body parts and panicked people. He revealed sharp fangs, "No, I am Anubis from hell!"

"That's right! Slaughter! Everywhere can be hell! Anywhere there are people can be hell!" Ma Rutian remained angry in the air. Even if he left the pyramid with a smile, it didn't mean he was really happy. Anger might be his way of showing excitement.