In the darkness.
An ancient being slowly emerged, its cheeks adorned with fan-shaped ribs,
tentacles symbolizing supreme magic floating behind its back,
its withered body wrapped in gray bandages,
and a dark golden tail dragging behind it. A Supreme Staff with a triangular Stone Eye grew from its spine, ready for use at any time.
"Black Pharaoh."
Having borrowed this incarnation before, Han Dong recognized it at once.
Han Dong could not regard the Black Pharaoh and the Traveler as the same person... The Black Pharaoh before him seemed like an independent entity.
"Senior..."
Han Dong bowed respectfully.
"Mm. Come with me."
As they approached the Stone Chamber at the center of the Suppression Hall, the Black Pharaoh released deep, heavy chants that even triggered the mummification of Han Dong's left arm.
"You must be quite curious why I differ so greatly from the Traveler's true self."
"Yes..."
"He is me, but I am not entirely him.
He possesses a thousand faces, while I am singular and independent... Since this is something the true self instructed, I will naturally receive you properly.
Of course, I also think highly of you.
You were once able to use an atavistic body to accept my will and power, even displaying the complete Kush Dynasty through your domain. At the very least, that proves you are qualified to speak with me and qualified to attempt an effective reading of the Book of the Dead.
However, I must still warn you.
Once you step into the Stone Chamber, there will be no turning back.
Once you fully master the Preface Volume, you will naturally discover how to leave the Stone Chamber. We will not relax our suppression of it for even a moment."
"Understood."
Han Dong followed the Pharaoh to the Stone Chamber's entrance.
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