The instant the incantation was completed, a sudden sinister wind swept across the flat ground.
Imhotep's huge foot stopped in midair, his blank gaze fixed in a certain direction.
Ripples spread in that direction, and a magnificent carriage drove out of the void, radiating dazzling golden light.
Its size was completely disproportionate to Imhotep's several-hundred-meter-tall body, but the moment it charged toward him, Imhotep let out a panicked scream.
"Ahhh!!!"
His body retreated rapidly, but the carriage was even faster than he was.
The carriage passed through his chest like an illusion, and the giant, like a pillar propping up the sky, let out a mournful cry before crashing to the ground.
Boom!!
The ground shook, yellow sand sprayed into the air, and dust swept wildly in every direction, forcing everyone to raise both hands to shield their eyes.
One second, two seconds, three seconds.
Lying on the ground, Imhotep did not move at all. His eyes were hollow, as if he had lost his soul.
"How is it? Did it work, or—"
The dazzling carriage dragged a humanoid figure and vanished into the void. Natasha lowered her hand and asked Yan Shuangying.
"The Golden Book of Amun-Ra did react. I'm certain the incantation succeeded."
Yan Shuangying frowned slightly and said with certainty.
Khonshu saw what was going on. He looked at the Golden Book of Amun-Ra, then carefully examined Imhotep's current state before saying to Mark.
[Mark, tell them that the power of the incantation did indeed succeed, but this incantation alone cannot take away a god!]
Mark understood what he meant instantly, then passed this information on to everyone.
"In other words, Imhotep only lost the magical power he possessed himself, but the divine power he devoured still remains inside his body?"
After thinking for a moment, Coulson