Looking at the desert in front of him, Weston suddenly felt a little emotional. He thought he would never come back here, but he didn't expect to come here again. I have to say, it's really a mess.
"How does it feel, how does it feel to revisit the old place?" Hussein took a deep sip of wine, grinned, and laughed happily.
"Not bad." Weston shrugged, "After all, I'm not the only one, aren't you here too?"
"You're right!" Hussein nodded. "Although you refused to resurrect my tribe, I don't blame you. I still want to see the magic of resurrection."
"I don't mind, as long as you can keep it a secret." Weston said with a smile.
"That's no problem, don't worry." Hussein laughed.
Dumbledore watched the two playing with a smile, his thumbs constantly rubbing the dragon skin bag in his hand, his eyes flashing with anticipation and excitement.
Three days ago, after Hussein guessed what Weston wanted to do, he was so excited that he directly asked Weston to help resurrect his people.
After some thought, Weston still rejected Hussein. Hussein said many times to no avail, and finally gave up with regret.
Although resurrection was not possible, Hussein made another request, that is, to follow Weston to Hamna Tower. He wanted to experience the magic of resurrection.
Weston didn't refuse this time, since he couldn't learn from it anyway, so he just let him go.
After finding the boulder with ease, Hamna Tower appeared in front of the three of them again.
“Although it’s not the first time I’ve seen it, I’m still shocked!” Weston praised.
"Is this the magic of ancient Egypt?" Dumbledore looked back and forth, poking here and there with his wand from time to time, and then praised, "The traces of magic are so small, it really shouldn't be underestimated."
Weston did not speak. After reading through the "Black Book of the Dead" and "The Golden Book of the Sun", he could vaguely guess that there was probably not only magic applied here, but also a more advanced power.
here.
Now that he is not strong enough, it is difficult to analyze what kind of methods were used here. When he can analyze this, Weston believes that the reference value here must be more than the slightest.
Hamna Tower was in sight, so the three of them naturally did not waste any time. They patted their horses and quickly ran towards Hamna Tower.
Arriving in front of the city gate, Weston took out the key from the dragon skin pocket. Just as he was about to open the door, he suddenly felt something was wrong and quickly stepped back.
"Something's wrong, it's dangerous!" Weston shouted loudly, reached out and grabbed Hussein's arm, his wings instantly stretched out from behind, flapped hard, and flew into the air.
Dumbledore also felt something was wrong. After hearing Weston's words, he swiped his wand towards his body and uttered the spell: "Animagus!"
I saw his body twisting quickly and turning into a phoenix. He flapped his wings and flew into the sky.
"Crash..." The black insect tide moved quickly from the door, and gradually moved to the feet of Weston and the others.
"Damn it, it's scarabs!" Hussein cursed, "Last time, we didn't finish them off!"
"It's useless to say this now, let's get rid of them!" Weston said calmly, looking down at the insect tide on the ground, and suddenly noticed that the insect tide seemed to have changed.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak!" A scarab cried out a few times, and then, as if they had received some order, the scarabs began to play Jenga one after another, stretching upward very quickly.
Is this, wisdom? Weston is not afraid, but is very curious about the scarab that orders other scarabs.
"Quick, Weston, the bugs are coming, kill them quickly!" Hussein yelled.
Weston looked at the nervous Hussein and smiled helplessly. Just as he was about to make a move, he saw the phoenix transformed by Dumbledore let out a high-pitched chirp, and then breathed a phoenix breath toward the "mountain" piled up by the insect tide.
The hot temperature instantly ignited a raging fire in the insect pile, and a thick black smoke mixed with a complex smell of stench and meaty aroma spread directly.
When Weston saw Dumbledore flying towards the insect swarm, he guessed what was going on and secretly added a head-soaking spell to himself. Therefore, he was not devastated by the smell that was comparable to a biological and chemical weapon.
However, Hussein did not hide away at all, and was directly hit by the breath. His whole body suddenly became ill. He couldn't hold it back for a long time and vomited it out violently.
"vomit--"
"Ah, man, are you giving the bugs extra food?" Weston asked seemingly curiously, but the evil smile on his lips betrayed his thoughts.
"You, ugh——"
"Ah, don't get excited. What do you want to say? Do you want to spit it out to them yourself?"
"vomit--"
"Ah, I understand, you are afraid that they can't digest it, so you spit it out and feed it to them, right? Your relationship is really good!" Weiss said with emotion on his face.
"You...you - shut up! Ugh -" Hussein said with difficulty. With this speech, the smell became stronger, and the nausea that he had barely suppressed became uncontrollable.
, and vomited again.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, if I had known earlier, I would have fulfilled your friendship, so why bother dragging you along!" Weston continued to tease.
Hussein no longer had the energy to argue with him, so he rolled his eyes feebly and suppressed his nausea.
There was a hint of apology in Dumbledore's eyes, he looked at Hussein, shook his head slightly, and then started singing.
Little bits of golden light floated out from the phoenix he transformed into, slowly drifted towards Hussein, and landed on him.
Hussein's complexion instantly improved a lot, and his tightly knitted eyebrows gradually opened.
Looking at the steady stream of insects rushing towards the fire, Dumbledore opened his long beak again, apparently wanting to do it again.
Weston stretched out his hand to stop him, then stretched out his hand toward the ground, and five magical rays of light flew directly from the tips of his five fingers and landed on the swarm of insects. Black-red hellfire burned directly.
This is a silent and wandless fire curse! Dumbledore's eyes clearly showed a trace of shock. He glanced at Weston, who had a dull face, opened his mouth, and finally closed it.
The effect of Hellfire was much stronger than Dumbledore's Phoenix Breath. It burned most of the insect swarm directly into the air without burning much at all, and it was still burning towards the place where the insect swarm came from.
Soon, the swarms of insects stopped surging out, and it looked like they were almost burned.
Weston then brought Hussein down, and then took the lead and walked inside. Hussein and Dumbledore, who had returned to his human form, quickly followed.
After closing his eyes and sensing for a while, this time there was no sense of danger as before. Weston pushed open the door and secretly said: