Chapter 016 Imhotep

Time advanced into the dead of night.

After obtaining some information from Wang Bo during the day, Evelyn seemed greatly interested in the witch. She left Wang Bo's estate and went to the library to search for information about the witch.

Although Wang Bo had said that in a few days they could meet the Scorpion King himself and ask him directly.

Evelyn seemed to think that the Scorpion King, after all, was a king and would not submit to Wang Bo's fists, so she planned to reason with him and appeal to his emotions.

Wang Bo was noncommittal about this.

That night, after Wang Bo fell asleep, he was suddenly awakened by a clatter of footsteps.

He opened his eyes and saw a group of men in black clothes surrounding his estate from all directions. From their builds and footsteps, they were a group of rigorously trained warriors.

These warriors sneaked in quietly, gradually approaching his villa.

The staff in Wang Bo's estate were either maids or butlers, basically ordinary people. Facing these well-trained warriors, they would be dead meat.

So Wang Bo brought out a few demons from his time villa.

"Go, capture all the men approaching the villa and bring them to me."

"As you command, my master."

The demons exchanged glances, revealed ferocious smiles, and silently left Wang Bo's room, merging into the darkness.

Although these demons were lower-ranking demons, they were still demons, and ordinary people were no match for them.

They merged into the darkness, sneaked behind the invaders, who were completely unaware.

Several invaders crouched in a corner of the villa, whispering, "Remember, our goal is to obtain the Scorpion Spirit. Do not engage in direct conflict with the estate owner. This person is very powerful; we are no match. Do not alert him. If we alert him, may each of you fend for yourselves."

The others nodded.

The leading man waved his hand and said, "Now, the mission begins!"

But the next second, one of his subordinates suddenly shouted, "Something's wrong."

The leader quickly covered his mouth and hissed, "You bastard, if you want to die, don't drag us all down."

Everyone glared angrily.

The man looked around in terror, his eyes darting frantically, revealing urgency.

The leader released his hand and asked, "What did you notice?"

The man stammered, "Hank, Hank is gone."

Everyone was startled, realizing that one of them was missing. He had been here just a moment ago, and now a living person had vanished without a trace right before their eyes.

This, this, this...

For a moment, the leader's scalp tingled.

"Quick, leave!" He understood that their movements had been discovered and decisively wanted to flee. But as the word "leave" left his mouth, he suddenly found that everyone else was gone.

In the pitch-black night, only he stood alone in a small corner of the villa.

Apart from him, the surroundings were empty.

Not only his scalp but even his heart felt like it was about to explode. He knew he had fallen into the enemy's hands, but instead of begging for mercy, he drew a curved blade and looked around.

In desperation, he prepared to fight to the death.

At the same time, he did not notice that a pair of scarlet eyes suddenly opened in the shadow beneath his feet.

The eyes stared fixedly at him, revealing a hint of mockery and a hint of contempt.

The leader did not notice the eyes at all, instead constantly scanning his surroundings. The curved blade in his hand glinted brightly under the moonlight.

He observed his surroundings while stepping backward.

Slowly, he gradually reached the edge of the estate. A few more steps, and he could climb over the wall and leave this place.

Even now, no one came to stop him.

Yet the leader felt no joy; instead, he grew more solemn, raising his alertness to the highest. Finally, he approached the wall and lightly climbed over it.

At that moment, an involuntary smile bloomed on the leader's face.

But the next second, before the smile could fully spread, it froze on his face.

Because he was astonished to find that after climbing over the wall, he had not left the estate but instead entered a brightly lit, luxurious room.

All his previously missing subordinates were here, kneeling quietly on the ground, their heads touching the floor.

A man in pajamas, accepting the homage of his subordinates, sat on a chair, looking at him with a half-smile.

At that moment, the leader understood.

The escape, the wall—all were illusions.

He thought he could leave the estate, but in reality, he was gradually approaching this room. The wall he had climbed was not a wall but a window.

He had been toyed with by the enemy without realizing it, even smugly thinking he could escape.

In truth, from the moment they invaded the estate, they had already been controlled by the enemy.

For a moment, the leader's heart turned to ashes, and the curved blade in his hand fell to the ground with a thud.

The shadow beneath his feet suddenly expanded, and a demon slowly emerged from his shadow, standing behind him and giving him a gentle push.

The leader fell to his knees with a thud, prostrating himself before Wang Bo, his head touching the ground.

Wang Bo glanced calmly over the group and asked, "Who are you?"

The leader's gaze was vacant, clearly under control. His mouth twitched a few times as he said word by word, "We are the descendants of the priests, servants of Lord Imhotep."

Imhotep?

Wang Bo had been focused on the Scorpion King and had almost forgotten about this high priest.

This man had indeed been resurrected again in the plot of The Mummy Returns, and the one who resurrected him was none other than his lover before death, the reincarnation of Pharaoh's concubine Anck-su-namun.

Wang Bo remembered that in The Mummy Returns, after Anck-su-namun's reincarnation awakened some memories, she allied with the descendants of the high priest's followers, found Hamunaptra, and resurrected Imhotep buried there.

By the way, she was not the only one who regained past-life memories; Evelyn did too.

Their relationship was very complicated, once entangled endlessly. When one regained memories, it seemed to affect the other. Long before Wang Bo returned to this world, Evelyn had awakened her past-life memories.

Then Anck-su-namun must have awakened as well.

That is to say, the other party had ample time to contact the descendants of the priests and find Imhotep still buried inside Hamunaptra.

But the problem was that the Book of the Dead, which could resurrect the dead, was in Evelyn's hands. How did Anck-su-namun bypass Evelyn to obtain the Book of the Dead and resurrect Imhotep?

Or was it that Imhotep had not yet been resurrected?