I Have A Dual World Seal

At one o’clock in the morning, outside the Pyramid Museum, it suddenly became lively.

Several hackers stayed in the hotel and remotely hacked the museum’s surveillance through the intermediary devices left in the museum during the day.

"All the surveillance around the museum has been replaced with static images."

Then, several vans drove to the back gate of the museum and parked nearby.

"Signal jammers activated, cell phones and radios are already down."

Two men got off the van, quickly found the signal box, and started operating.

"The museum’s signal lines have been cut, and landline phones can’t be used."

They are quite professional!

Then, a van drove to the side road of the museum, the door opened, and a team of people in black got out, carrying various equipment.

"Okay! Everyone, be careful. As long as the alarm isn’t triggered, we have a full four hours. Everyone can start working."

The leader said, and then there was a burst of laughter in the earpiece.

The next moment, six groups of people quietly emerged from nearby alleys and gathered near the museum’s back entrance.

"Action!"

The words fell, and someone climbed over the wall to open the back door from the inside quietly, allowing a group of people to enter stealthily.

Meanwhile, the security guard in the back door duty room had received a tranquilizer shot in the neck and was now sleeping soundly on the desk.

"Ignore the main door, there are three security guards in the control room, John, Ali, you handle them."

"Got it!"

"Don’t worry, boss, they’ll have a nice nap."

The two of them broke away from the main group and headed straight to the surveillance room in the rear work area.

The rest walked into the hall.

At this hour, the museum hall didn’t have its lights on, only the bright moonlight and distant neon lights streamed in through scattered windows.

Those massive stone carvings and sculptures, under this dim light, appeared mysterious and terrifying.

One person surveyed the surroundings, suddenly locking eyes with a three-meter-high sculpture. Whether it was an illusion or not, he suddenly felt as if the sculpture was looking at him—and even blinked its eyes.

"WTF!"

"Connor! What’s with the shouting?"

The man named Connor looked at the sculpture again, finding it gazing ahead.

Connor swallowed, took a deep breath, "It’s nothing, boss, I saw wrong."

"Upstairs, our target is on the second floor."

The group quickly reached the staircase and went upstairs silently, arriving at a remodeled exhibit hall on the second floor.

Gallery of Stolen Artifacts from Overseas.

"Everyone’s targets have been assigned earlier, go take them. Start with the easy-to-carry items—the heavier and larger objects can wait. We have enough time to go back and forth a few times."

"Go, go, go! Move it!"

The thirty-plus people scattered in the large exhibit hall.

One person first approached an exhibit of Pharaoh’s Staff.

This was a staff made of pure gold, with a beautifully crafted cobra at the head—the cobra’s eyes were two red gemstones.

It was said to be the staff of a bigwig from a thousand years before Christ, a relic as well as a top-notch artwork and collectible.

"So beautiful!"

One person admired as he reached out to grab the staff, but just twenty centimeters away...

"Hiss—"

The cobra atop the staff suddenly moved, flicking its tongue.

"WTF!"

The person swiftly withdrew his hand, shouting in terror, "What the hell is this thing?"

"Jerry! Why the hell are you yelling? People three blocks away can hear you! Be careful, the control room hasn’t been handled yet!"

"This..."

"WTK!"

At this moment, another shout was even louder than Jerry’s.

He went to take a golden cup and saw over a dozen scorpions crawling out before he could touch it.

The scorpions were palm-sized, completely black-bodied, but the hooks on their tails glowed intensely with golden light.

"Scorpions! Scorpions! Scorpions!"

"Oh my god!"

At the same time, another person fell backward, supporting himself on the ground, retreating in terror, "Oh my god! That mask—that mask spoke by itself!"

In front of him was a human face-sized gold mask hanging on the display stand, covered by a glass case.

In the man’s eyes, the gold mask was smiling at him, speaking words in Ancient Pharaoh language that he didn’t understand.

"WTF!"

"What is this thing?"

"No, no, no, don’t come close, don’t come close!"

Meanwhile, exclamations rang out throughout the exhibit hall.

Several people who hadn’t found their targets yet looked around, seeing their companions retreating in fear.

In front of them...

There was a creature half-human height, resembling a black cat but more like a black panther, adorned with gold and gemstones, its eyes emerald green, as if coming from Ancient Pharaoh Country thousands of years ago.

Three small Anubis statues held small gold basins on their heads, dancing peculiarly, surrounding another person. Flames ignited in the basins, but they were a gray-white color.

A forty-centimeter diameter disk floated mid-air, emitting golden light. In its center, like a door, gold scarabs flew out from another space, more and more swirling around.

A stone tablet emitted black smoke, and two wolf-headed, human-bodied monsters emerged from the smoke, raising spears aimed at the person who just tried to take the tablet.

"WTK!"

"Oh my god!"

"Impossible! How is this possible?"

Everyone witnessed the scene—the enormous black cat, the wolf-headed monsters, the flaming-headed small figures, the golden scarab swarm...

And cobras, scorpions, the mask speaking with a sinister smile...

Suddenly, the museum exhibit hall turned into a monster world.

Several people couldn’t help but rub their eyes, not believing what they saw.

What the heck! Filming a movie?

But everyone knew they weren’t filming a movie!

Since that’s the case...

"Monsters!"

"Curse! Curse! The Pharaoh’s curse! We’re cursed!"

"Run!"

"Escape!"

At this time, everyone wished their parents had given them two more legs, wanting to rush out of the museum in one second.

"Hiss—Hiss—"

"Hehehehe..."

"Death... is the destination..."

"Follow me... return to the Netherworld..."

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

"Help! Help!"

The crowd frantically rushed out of the exhibit hall, about to swarm down the stairs, realizing there were two figures standing at the stairway.

"John? Ali?"

"Situation changed! Run! Get out!"

The next moment, as everyone approached, they saw under the dim moonlight that those two figures were wrapped in thick layers of mummy cloth.

Hearing the crowd’s voices, the figures turned around, facing the crowd, and reached out their hands.

"Ahhhh!!!"