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The old man pulled Xu Fu aside

"The Holy Mountain is the greatest secret of the Kandak people. The wizard is there. Whether I can find him is not up to me. It all depends on luck. Even if I fail once, there will be a second and a third chance."

Xu Fu feigned submission and suddenly said, "Come with me."

The old man gave a helpless, bitter smile.

“I have already witnessed your strength. We cannot and dare not lie to you. The map is the greatest help I can provide. Even if we seek help from other tribes, we will get the same result.”

"If you don't believe me, you can try to see if I'm lying; as for me, what's the point of going? In the eyes of wizards, I'm no different from ordinary people."

Xu Fu had no choice but to give up.

It was getting late, so the two had to take the boy back.

He didn't doubt the old man's words, but he felt that something was wrong, and that things were far more complicated than he had imagined.

Upon returning to Arish, Xu Fu took out maps of the Sinai Peninsula from different eras and compared them. He quickly determined the approximate location of the Holy Mountain, which was about 120 kilometers away as the crow flies. It was located northwest of St. Catherine's Monastery and not far from the Tih Plateau.

The terrain of this region is treacherous, making it ideal for building underground palaces; perhaps the remains of an alien spaceship lie buried beneath the sacred mountain.

Just then, a knock sounded at the door, and an Arab man in military uniform with a ferocious face walked in. If the Palestinians were here, they would definitely recognize him as Abdullah al-Dour, a notorious warlord in the Middle East with more than 15 armed men under his command.

"What brings you here?"

Abrahma (IV) bows in salute.

I have information to tell you personally.

"Whose intelligence?"

"A wizard named Duke 907 will meet a man named Black Adam."

Xu Fu's heart trembled, but he said calmly, "You know Black Adam?"

"The information about Black Adam is just a legend, and the specific details are still unknown, but the Wizarding Guild attaches great importance to it."

Xu Fu grinned: "These thugs who can't even muster a fireball deserve to be called wizards?"

Before coming, he was very curious about the Wizarding Association, but after investigating, he found that the so-called wizards were nothing more than a group of charlatans who were just pretending to be something they weren't.

The remains of the Nine Pillars of Deity magic system no longer exist in Egypt; the only possible survivor is Kandak.

Things are different now.

A month ago, a strange man appeared at the Wizarding Guild. His real name was Goodrey Amon, but he called himself Hart Shays and seemed to possess a very ancient Egyptian magic.

Has garbage?

Xu Fu stroked his chin, as if he had heard this phrase somewhere before.

His target is an alien spaceship made of N metal, just like ours. Furthermore, they are also searching for the place where Black Adam is sealed away; they've already made progress.

Xu Fu raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Where are they now?"

"They arrived at St. Catherine's Abbey two days ago and have been there ever since. Besides Has-Shet and his men, there was also an American named Sades-Shivana, who appeared to be an archaeology expert."

Chapter 1521 The Secret Beneath the Temple

St. Catherine's Abbey is a jewel of the Sinai Peninsula, where, according to legend, God gave Moses the Ten Commandments.

In the third century AD, monks in Sinai built a small chapel under a burning heather tree. By the time of Justinian the Great, with the development of Christianity, the monastery was formally established. Its history spans over 1400 years, surviving Arab invasions, the Crusades, Ottoman rule, Napoleonic rule, and the Egyptian-Israeli Wars. Despite the ravages of war, it remained unscathed and still retains the ancient traditions passed down from the sixth century.

St. Catherine's Abbey, located inland on the Sinai Peninsula, resembles a castle in appearance, surrounded by high stone walls. The chapel within has been restored to its former glory. The walls, pillars, roof, and doors of the main chapel are adorned with colorful carvings depicting ancient emperors, saints, birds, animals, insects, flowers, and fruits. Inside the chapel is a gilded altar with reclining bronze statues of Jesus and the Virgin Mary.

Besides the church, its most famous feature to outsiders is its library, one of the oldest existing libraries in the world, which houses manuscripts from various periods from the fourth century AD to the present.

The group set off from Arish early in the morning and trekked all the way to St. Catherine's Monastery around noon. Under the scorching sun, the surrounding rock walls were like a giant oven, but even so, it could not dampen the enthusiasm of the tourists.

Barbara and Drake went up to ask questions, while Xu Fu and Diana mingled in the crowd and were given a tour by the abbot. When they passed the backyard entrance, they stopped and left as if nothing had happened.

"listen to me!"

Diana nodded: "There was a very faint scream coming from downstairs."

Xu Fu grinned: "Looks like they've gotten ahead of us and started the interrogation."

"Stop it?"

"No!"

Xu Fu took out a metal ball and threw it over: "I want to know what they're up to."

The metal ball transformed into a spider the size of a fingernail after landing. It bypassed the guards, crawled into the library, where an amazing scene awaited it.

The library of St. Catherine's Church, known for its antiquity, was in a state of disrepair: books were scattered all over the floor, covered with signs of trampling, and two abbots lay in a corner next to four drunken robbers.

Judging from the situation at the scene, the library is about to be hacked.

The mechanical spider scanned its surroundings, pinpointed the location of the basement, and then quickly crawled towards it. Before it even got close, a scream rang out: in the dim light, Abbot Adorn-Akadu, wearing only trousers, was tied to a chair, and a hideous man was whipping his body with a salt-soaked whip.

A buzzing sound came from the air.

Each lash of the whip was accompanied by a suppressed roar of pain.

Adorn was covered in blood, but the burly man didn't stop until he knocked him unconscious, then scooped up a ladle of ice water and poured it over him.

A chill ran through Adorn's heart, jolting him awake from his daze.

The burly man stepped forward, grabbed him by the neck, and roared...

"Where is the sealed place? Tell me quickly."

Adoyin, panting, slowly closed his eyes.

The burly man swung his fist and punched him in the stomach: "You old bastard! You bastard!"

He raised the whip and struck again, the continuous cracking sound ringing out. In an instant, Adorn lost consciousness once more. The burly man checked his nostrils, his face slightly pale, and he felt a dying sigh.

"Master, he's dying."

"Keep fighting, don't stop!"

A serpentine voice rang out, the candle flame flickered, the shadow shifted, and a blond, hook-nosed man emerged from the shadows. He was a young man of about thirty, dressed in an ancient Egyptian priest's robe, holding a cobra staff, with a sinister expression and fierce eyes. His dark yellow eyes were like those of a venomous snake, making people afraid to look directly at him.

The burly man dared not disobey the order, and raised his whip to continue lashing, lashing again and again, striking Adorn's skin.

A muffled roar echoed through the room.

The young man opened his mouth, savoring the process: the sound of the whip striking flesh reminded him of how he had been whipped again and again, like Adoyin, from the initial pain to indifference, and finally to pleasure, when the pain reached the depths of supreme pleasure.

He saw this truth and grasped the essence of black magic: only a desperate cry from the depths of the soul can summon the purest darkness.

Adorn, who is standing in front of me, is a case in point.

After smoking for more than ten minutes, the burly man stopped and said somewhat anxiously.

He did not answer.

The young man walked to the chair and reached out to stroke the cobra's staff. Suddenly, the staff came to life, transforming into a black cobra that bit Adorn's neck, injecting venom into his veins and allowing it to flow through his bloodstream to every part of his body.

Adorn, who was in a coma, suddenly opened his eyes. His pupils were black, and large black blood lines appeared on his face, with thin blood lines like tiny venomous snakes penetrating under his skin.

The sight before him sent chills down his spine, and he involuntarily took a step back.

"No one can stand against me, no!"

The young man spoke softly, his hoarse voice echoing in the room. The shadows began to lengthen, then contracted inward, trembling, as if something terrible was about to burst forth from them.

"Submit to me, submit to the ancient king of sacrifices."

The shadowy figure rapidly grew larger, carrying with it a hazy, indistinct black mist. This mist pierced Adorn's body like sharp arrows, causing him to tremble violently, uttering gurgling sounds, his expression contorted in extreme pain. Suddenly…

With a crash, the chains scattered on the ground. Adoin staggered to his feet, his eyes cold and fierce. When he reached the young man, he slowly knelt down and said...

"Owner!"

The young man reached out and touched his head. "How are you feeling?"

"Thank you, Master, for granting me strength."

"very good"

The young man gave a weak smile and continued, "Tell me where the sealed land is."

"Right at the bottom"

"Are you sure?"

"This is a secret passed down through generations at St. Catherine's Monastery. Two thousand years ago, an earthquake exposed the entrance to the sealed land. To prevent demons from escaping from the seal, the monks built a church at the entrance, which was the predecessor of the monastery."

How do I get in?

"An ancient sealing spell is engraved beneath the church; break it, and the entrance will open."

"Let's do it now."

"I see"

Adoy got up and left, placing explosives in a key location in the church as instructed by his master.

Inside the secret chamber, Diana, with the help of the mechanical spider, watched all of this and couldn't help but speak.

"We can't wait any longer, we must stop it."