On the other side of the teleportation array was a whole new world.
Endless yellow sand stretched in every direction.
Christopher looked around, but there wasn't a living soul in sight.
Huh?
Hadn't the Venerable Lord said that Death Blossom had established a new branch in Egypt?
Where was everyone?
The former Azkaban Chief Jailer, now the Egypt Branch Head of Death Blossom, scratched his head in confusion.
"Who are you? Why are you here?"
As he stood there wondering, countless poisonous insects suddenly crawled out of the sand, making Christopher jump.
He drew his wand, his expression tense.
The insects gradually gathered into a human shape, becoming a broad-shouldered, bald man in black robes.
Christopher and Imhotep stared at each other.
For a moment, neither of them spoke.
Entering the study, Avery found that only Venerable Lord Sauron was inside.
Where had Christopher gone?
He didn't dare ask. Instead, he bowed his head deeply.
"To be honest, I'm very displeased with what happened this time."
The Venerable Lord's opening words nearly made Avery collapse to the floor in fright.
Displeased?
Lord Sauron had never expressed his dissatisfaction so plainly before!
Never mind that. He'd better kneel first and keep his head down.
Avery, all three hundred pounds of him, knelt in the middle of the study like a mountain of flesh. Klein frowned at the sight.
"You've all been getting bolder and bolder."
As if he couldn't see the terror on Avery's face, he spoke softly.
The temperature in the room dropped abruptly.
"I wouldn't dare! I wouldn't dare!"
Avery feared nothing—except the Venerable Lord Sauron's anger.
His smooth sailing over the years had not diminished his reverence. If anything, the organization's continued growth had only made it stronger.
When the Venerable Lord got angry, people died!
With his