Chapter 1557: Chapter 284: This Lamp God, Smashes!

This is a miraculous scene for Arian and Yiben—they witnessed a small metal bullet slowly emerge from the left side of Yamana’s forehead and finally fall to the ground.

The wound was healing little by little… soon, the wound on the forehead completely vanished, and the skin remained unscathed as if it had never been injured.

“This woman is really lucky, if that hidden weapon had deviated a bit, there’s no way she could have lasted until now…” the Red Lamp Spirit couldn’t help but mutter, “It’s almost as if some force is protecting her…”

The Lamp God’s voice was very small, as though talking to themselves so no one could hear it—everyone’s attention was actually drawn to Yamana who was about to fully recover.

At this moment.

Yamana even slowly opened her eyes the moment her wound healed.

“Thank goodness! Your Highness, you’re okay!”

“Ya… Arian? Why are you…” Yamana came back to her senses, she was first startled, then looked around bewilderedly—she remembered she was facing the High Priest… Yamana suddenly got up and looked around, as if searching for something.

The Pharaoh of the Kingdom—or rather, the hawk-headed human-bodied Pharaoh of the Kingdom nurtured by Horus’s left eye.

“The one you’re looking for is up there,” Nightwatcher Otto said out of nowhere.

Yamana looked up, seeing two beams of red and blue light crisscrossing above… they were not playing, this was clearly a dangerous life-and-death duel.

“Your Highness, all the invading monsters outside the city have been annihilated! You were right, the Magic Lamp you gave me was really useful! This Lord Lamp God is amazing!” The Little Maid quickly said at this time.

But Yamana couldn’t be too enthusiastic because she knew the person with Arian before was not her, but another one—however, regardless of who it was, their memories about Little Maid Arian were all intact.

The memories were the same, the feelings naturally the same, and certain emotions, of course, wouldn’t deviate.

Yamana reached out and patted the little maid’s head, then gently brushed away the dust from her face and softly said, “You’ve worked hard all the way, I represent the people of the City of the Sun in thanking you… and of course, this Lord Lamp God.”

“Eh heh heh.” She shyly laughed.

Yamana flashed a glance at the Red Lamp Spirit with a smoky lower half, and her gaze flickered… the Red Lamp Spirit bluntly said, “Woman, my summoner is her! I will do nothing for you! You don’t have the right!”

“Lamp God… although not in the form of a blue spirit.” Yamana simply shook her head, “In such a vast world, indeed nothing is too bizarre, and who knows whether bringing you in here was right or wrong.”

The Red Lamp Spirit snorted coldly, “Wasn’t it you who brought me out from the secret chamber in the first place—because of your greed!”

Yamana said self-deprecatingly, “Yeah, it was me… or perhaps it wasn’t me, who can say for certain, some matters…”

“The other you went to a certain place below the final secret chamber,” Nightwatcher Otto suddenly said, “Xie Jiatu, whom we saw, mentioned a place before he died, he said answers could be found there.”

Yamana did not ask Otto why he reminded her of this, nor did she question Otto’s identity at first, she simply mused, “Then, what about him?”

“If nothing unexpected happens…” Otto looked up at the red and blue light fighting above, “the one fighting the Pharaoh should be him… But why he became jackal-headed, I still haven’t figured out.”

“Seth.” Yamana murmured to herself, “This is the image of Seth… the arch-nemesis of the City of the Sun, Lord of the Desert.”

Suddenly, Yamana looked at Nightwatcher Otto, “Is there any way the Pharaoh can win this war?”

“This is no longer a realm mortal powers can reach.” Nightwatcher Otto shook his head decisively, then pointed at the Red Lamp Spirit, “But it should be able to, this guy theoretically is at least half a god.”

“Nonsense! I, the Lamp God, am a full-fledged deity,” the Red Lamp God glared, eyes blazing with fury.

The Little Maid couldn’t discern the situation, but she knew that Princess wanted the hawk-headed creature of red light to win—this was easy!

She walked to the Red Lamp Spirit, grabbed its wrist with her hand, and pleaded pitifully, “Lord Lamp God! Please, can you help? I still have two wishes…”

“No!” The Red Lamp Spirit hastily covered Little Maid Arian’s mouth, “This counts as the first one! And an add-on to the first! Don’t make the second one!”

Saying this, the Red Lamp Spirit pushed down with both hands, releasing flames from its palms, and rushed upward—confronting the red and blue light in battle, it was somewhat instinctively afraid.

Yet somehow, despite the fear, in its view, the red and blue lights representing so-called [Set] and [Horus] looked so… weak!

They were honestly weak—it could crush them instantly!

The key was the aura leaking out, always giving it a feeling of leg weakness and inability to exert strength… “Strange, although both auras are here—it’s not the most dangerous one? Strange, strange…”

Thinking this, it had already charged into the entangled red and blue lights, and without thinking, slammed a punch—and the might of the punch sent one crashing to the square below.

The Red Lamp Spirit smugly blew a breath at its fist, looking proudly downward.

“Lord Lamp God, you… you…”

—See the power of this Lamp God now!

“You… you hit the wrong one! That’s not the one you should hit!!” The Little Maid clenched her eyes shut and cried out loudly.

The Red Lamp Spirit was instantly stunned on the spot… looking heavenward.

Below, Mr. Otto secretly shook his head and sighed, with a face looking like he couldn’t bear to watch.

But the Red Lamp Spirit quickly acted as if nothing happened, punched out, and sent the jackal-headed creature of blue light crashing to the ground.

Yamana couldn’t care about the Lamp God’s unreliable remedy, she quickly ran toward the direction where the Pharaoh had fallen—but Otto behind her suddenly stopped her.

Otto said calmly, “Rather than this, aren’t you worried about what’s below the final secret chamber… that other one mercilessly shot you before going down.”

“At the time, I would have done the same,” Yamana said, not turning back, and calmly spoke, “Besides… compared to that, I’m more concerned about my father.”

Otto couldn’t help but fall into deep thought.

At this time, from a distance, the Red Lamp Spirit had brought back Xie Jiatu, who had been knocked to the ground—the look of things was that he temporarily lost the ability to move but didn’t seem to be seriously injured.

Jackal-headed human form is the image of Lord of the Desert [Set], as well as what Xie Jiatu transformed into during his mutation. Furthermore, in the final secret chamber, Xie Jiatu’s corpse did not turn into sand upon death, representing that this Xie Jiatu is the real one—tying these two things together, could it be possible that the hawk-headed kingdom’s Pharaoh who transformed is also the real one?

No separation of good and evil, always appearing in person, ruling the City of the Sun as Pharaoh… or does the Pharaoh’s good and evil sides have another destination?

Snap—!

At this moment, the Red Lamp Spirit threw the jackal-headed creature back to the ground, “What do you all plan to do with this thing?”

Looking at the barely alive Xie Jiatu, the jackal-headed man, Mr. Otto suddenly spoke, “Do you have any way to help it regain its original consciousness?”

The Red Lamp Spirit was taken aback and instinctively replied, “I sense that his original will is being suppressed by something. If you want to restore it… why should I help you?”

“Because you’re the almighty Lamp God,” Mr. Otto said with a wink.

“Get lost! I’m not your summoner right now!” The Red Lamp Spirit snorted coldly, floating in the air, resting on its arms, looking carefree.

“This young lady seems like the type who would easily make a wish,” Mr. Otto said calmly, “After all, their relationship with the Princess seems quite complicated. I think if there’s a way to make them regain their reason… hmm, I mean, considering this young lady’s loyalty, she probably wouldn’t mind making a wish.”

The Red Lamp Spirit instinctively glanced at the Little Maid Arian, discovering that she actually nodded.

——Why are you nodding, do you have any ideas of your own!

“…I got it!” The Red Lamp Spirit irritably waved its hand, directly flying to the collapsed jackal-headed Xie Jiatu, grabbed its foot, and lifted it entirely.

What to do after lifting it?

Naturally, swing it and then smash it to the floor!

“Lamp… Lord Lamp God?” The Little Maid Arian couldn’t help but call out timidly.

“This is the quickest way to wake someone up!” The Red Lamp Spirit hummed and said at this moment, “This Lamp God will not waste a bit of mana in this kind of place!”

Continue swinging to the floor.

“But this is too…” The Little Maid Arian opened her mouth but stopped talking.

Mr. Otto, however, was indifferent and said, “Let it be… physical therapy can be quite good sometimes—if it really works. Of course, now you should think about how you’re going to persuade your Princess if it really works.”

“Her Highness… she’ll scold me to death…”

Mr. Otto shrugged, having already given the suggestion… he then turned his attention to what was revealed after the walls of the Miniature Temple peeled away.

This Miniature Temple, stripped of its outer walls, turned out to be a massive statue.

“Ma’at…” Mr. Otto couldn’t help but mutter under his breath, “Goddess of Truth and Justice… the feather on the balance… what on earth…”

…

…

Despite being frustrated in her heart, the Princess also knew she had no way to vent this pent-up emotion at the moment—she suddenly had a strange feeling, a feeling that this stuffiness wasn’t the first time she’d sensed it from this guy wearing the Royal Guard uniform.

This couldn’t help but make her feel incredibly puzzled—in the meantime, there was another matter that puzzled her.

That was the words the girl just said… this girl actually claimed she was her daughter.

“Are you my mother’s split facet?” the Princess asked coldly at the moment—this was the most reasonable explanation she could think of—all things considered.

“Yamana, you can view me as your mother,” the girl smiled slightly, “But my situation is not what you imagine.”

“What do you mean?” The Princess frowned deeply.

The girl didn’t speak, just turned and walked into the room… she signaled they could follow her inside—the Princess instinctively glanced at the mysterious young guard, growing increasingly wary.

“Ladies first,” the young guard… Boss Luo at this moment turned side to let her pass, “Don’t worry, Princess, I will provide protection when necessary.”

“Who are you really?”

“Just someone who wants to see this through to the end.”

The Princess pondered for a moment and then turned around to follow where the girl was going—actually it’s not very far, just a few steps away.

A passage appeared on the floor of the room in the small house—like a route down to a cellar, the Princess leaned forward to look, easily able to see its bottom.

She thought for a moment and flipped herself into this cellar—not very spacious, on the contrary, the road was exceptionally narrow… faintly able to see a figure at the exit.

She was already waiting at the exit… this mysterious girl underground.

The Princess approached cautiously… the girl’s voice gently echoed in the passage: “Many years ago, a man came here. Like you, he cautiously passed through this place.”

“You mean the High Priest?” The Princess paused, “The balance… was it discovered here?”

The girl didn’t answer this question, her voice growing calmer, “This man was so frail, like a walking skeleton… it’s hard to imagine what kind of hunger made his body so weak, and it’s hard to believe what kind of faith allowed him to walk this far, yet at the same time, the man’s eyes constantly revealed confusion.”

The Princess kept staring at this girl, eventually walking past her side, then exiting the passage, appearing before her as a… a tomb chamber!

No murals, no decorative statues, only a coffin placed.

The girl’s voice rang out again: “Finally, the man completed the long passage and came into this tomb. What he had always wanted to pursue seemed to suddenly be found at that moment.”

The Princess suddenly turned around, the young guard had already appeared behind her.

“Who’s in this coffin?” Boss Luo curiously asked this time.

The girl blinked playfully and said, “Guess.”

Boss Luo shook his head, “I’m afraid I can’t guess wrong, more afraid that if I guess correctly, things really are as they seem. If you’re willing, please tell me the answer.”

The girl laughed, “I know a guy who, if it was him, would probably come up and open the coffin without a word or use his omniscient ability to immediately know everything and then control everything… and finally, let things develop according to his wishes.”

Boss Luo suddenly asked, “Do you want me to become like that?”

“I don’t want you to,” the girl shook her head, then added, “Actually, this is quite good… quite good.”

Crack-crack-crack—!

While the girl and Boss Luo were talking, the Princess did not stay idle—in any case, even if she’s unwilling, she must accept that these two would easily ignore her existence—since being ignored, by her nature, she would naturally ignore these two as well.

The sound was exactly the sound made when the Princess pushed open the coffin…