Chapter 017: The One Who Disturbs the Peaceful Sleep

What is the concept of three tons of force?

To put it bluntly, no ordinary person in the world could withstand Wang Bo's power. Let alone a human—even a wild bull would be killed if struck by Wang Bo's fist.

But even so, if Wang Bo were to deal with Imhotep, Wang Bo would still refuse.

Before Imhotep, who possessed millennia of magical power, not to mention three tons of force, even thirty tons or three hundred tons meant nothing.

In the plot, after Imhotep regained his full power, he single-handedly raised a sandstorm, a feat that, to some extent, was not inferior to the superheroes in DC.

Without being modest, Imhotep at his peak could become a mainstream superhero or supervillain even in worlds like DC or Marvel.

With Wang Bo's level of strength, trying to defeat Imhotep was practically suicide.

So he repeatedly reminded himself that he must never give Imhotep a chance to resurrect. Once Imhotep resurrected, killing him would not be an easy matter.

He must be nipped in the bud.

On the fifth day of walking through the desert, everyone except Wang Bo faced a tremendous test of body and mind.

Evelyn and Laura, two delicate women, were even more disheveled.

When Evelyn asked O'Connell once again, 'When exactly will we arrive at Hamunaptra?' O'Connell raised his hand, pointed ahead, and replied.

“We’re here.”

Evelyn was taken aback.

She looked ahead, and at that very moment, an ancient city gradually emerged from the void, appearing bit by bit.

It was as if someone were using an eraser, bit by bit wiping away the hidden barrier.

The legendary ancient city of the dead, Hamunaptra, little by little revealed its true face before the eyes of all.

Although Wang Bo had seen the scenery of Hamunaptra in movies, that was nothing more than a movie set, completely incomparable to the real City of the Dead.

One was merely a model, while the other was an ancient city—the gap between them could be described as vast as the heavens and the earth.

First of all, the first impression Hamunaptra gave Wang Bo was — immense!

Several times larger than the one in the movie.

The second feeling was one of antiquity.

Every brick, every inch of land, every wall, every pillar in this city tells of the mottled traces of time, silently informing all who come that here lies an ancient history beyond imagination.

"It really is..."

Evelyn looked at this ancient city and let out a sigh, but for a moment she didn't know how to describe such a magnificent city. Her words trailed off halfway.

Laura felt a surge of excitement as she looked at this ancient city.

But she was completely different from the excited Evelyn.

Hamunaptra was the burial ground of generations of pharaohs, where, according to legend, a vast treasure of rare and exotic valuables left by the pharaohs was hidden. People flocked there endlessly in search of gold, but few ever returned alive. Thus, Hamunaptra became a place of mystery, earning the name "City of the Dead."

But this is merely a city unique to this world.

In other worlds, Hamunaptra does not exist.

So when Laura saw Hamunaptra, she did not have that feeling of seeing through historical mysteries and finding ancient history.

She was excited because she had finally seen a trace of the Book of the Dead.

And the Book of the Dead concerned her companions.

"Haha, my treasure trove, here I come!"

"No, it's my treasure vault."

If anyone among this group was the most excited, it had to be Jonathan and the warden. The moment they saw Hamunaptra, the two of them practically rushed out, one after the other.

They rode their camels, cracking their whips, and charged excitedly all the way up to Hamunaptra.

“Wait for me.”

Evelyn could no longer contain her excitement and rode her camel to catch up.

O'Conner looked at the ancient city, sighed softly, and said with a complex expression, "Hamunaptra, I'm back again."

After that, he also chased after them.

Laura rode her camel up to Wang Bo and sighed, "It's hard to imagine that deep in the desert there could be such a magnificent city."

"Majestic?" Wang Bo turned his head to glance at Laura. "To you, this city is merely majestic?"

“Isn’t it?” Laura retorted.

Wang Bo squinted and said with a wry smile, "Of course not. In my opinion, this city can only be described as eerie."

After acquiring superhuman strength, Wang Bo, in a sense, also possessed extraordinary power.

In his eyes, this Hamunaptra was no good place at all.

That sinister aura had almost taken hold of every inch of Hamunaptra.

Especially the terrifying yin energy seeping up from underground made one's heart pound with fear.

Wang Bo finally understood why Hamunaptra was called the City of the Dead; no matter how many treasures were buried in such a place, it could not change one fact.

Hamunaptra is the tomb of the pharaohs of every dynasty!

Here, only the dead are buried.

Basically, no one who has ever been here has come to a good end. In the plot, almost everyone who has been to Hamunaptra has died—whether they were local natives or those Americans. In the end, only a handful of people managed to leave Hamunaptra safely.

O'Connell, Jonathan, Evelyn. And a descendant of the Pharaoh's guard.

Leaving aside the descendants of Pharaoh's guard, the remaining three people actually all have special identities.

Not the protagonist; the real world has no protagonists.

Evelyn was the reincarnation of the daughter of Pharaoh Seti I, so she could remain unharmed.

Jonathan was Evelyn's older brother, so he might have been loved by extension.

As for O'Connell, he too was actually a descendant of the Pharaoh's Guard, though he himself was unaware of it. It wasn't until the second Mummy movie that he came to understand his identity.

This is also the reason why he was able to leave Hamunaptra alive.

As for Beni, although he managed to leave alive the first time, he died in Hamunaptra the second time.

Whenever Wang Bo thought of these things, he felt a hint of wariness toward Hamunaptra.

Could it be that the curse of Hamunaptra is real after all?

Whoever disturbs the slumber of the Pharaoh will come to no good end.

If this were the real world, Wang Bo could dismiss it as nonsense, but this was the Mummy World, where even gods existed; a mere curse was not an absurdity.

It is very likely true.

For a moment, Wang Bo couldn't help but hesitate—could it be that he, too, would be cursed?

"What's wrong? You look terrible." Laura couldn't help asking when she saw Wang Bo's face suddenly turn pale.

"Nothing, I just thought of something." Wang Bo shook his head and rode his camel toward Hamunaptra. "Let's go."

Whether the curse really existed or not, his goal this time was to prevent Imhotep from being resurrected, so he absolutely could not stop or fall behind.

He believed that if the pharaohs of past dynasties knew about this in the underworld, they would not blame him.

Even at the very worst, even if the curse truly existed.

As a superhuman, would Wang Bo be afraid of this invisible curse?