Pharaoh

On the strangely shaped and terrifying stone seat, the gray-haired Thief King sat on it with a bold attitude.

With his eyes closed, he couldn't see the blood red color of the pupil.

With a new change of clothes, the upper body with dark brown skin seemed to reflect light under the swaying lights, and most of the bloodstains on his body were hidden under the bandages.

Even so, the evil spirit that could not be concealed faintly emanated from the whole body of the thief king who was full of hostility.

His knife-like lips were tightly pursed, pulling the deep scar on the dark brown cheek, making his face present a terrifying and ferocious expression.

The maid kneeling at his feet tremblingly continued to bandage the wound on his arm that had just been changed.

The young Thief King suddenly stood up and kicked the maid beside him aside impatiently.

"Get out!"

The opened blood-red pupils showed its master's beastly bloodthirsty aura, exuding a permeating coldness.

The Thief King raised his chin high, and looked down at the maid who was kicked to the corner by him with the cold eyes of a beast looking at low-level food, with a look of obvious disdain.

Then, he looked around with cold eyes.

"Tell everyone to roll as far as they can—I will fulfill my wish to die!"

Knowing that the bloodthirsty king of thieves in front of him would definitely do what he said, everyone backed out in panic.

Standing on the high platform, Diabondo looked coldly at the backs of the group of weak and incompetent humans who almost crawled away, and the anxiety in the blood red eyes became more and more obvious.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at his half-wrapped right arm. The white bandages were still scattered and hanging on the arm. A long bloodstain on the dark brown skin was more dazzling than the snow-white bandages.

The white-haired thief king clicked his tongue impatiently, turned his head away, and anxiously scratched his gray hair, which was always stubbornly raised.

If it was an ordinary wound, his physique as a monster would have healed long ago.

Even if he was pierced in the chest by that priest last time, he didn't care.

But at this moment, all the scars on his body were from Thebes, the king's capital protected by the god of Egypt. His body was once eroded by the power of the sun god Ra, and he was almost beaten to death by that damned pharaoh. .

...He actually needs that useless guy from the game to help him!

Thinking of this, Diabondo became even more irritable.

Doesn't this mean that he is more trash than the game?

Uncle, he can't stand this!

But then again, it's been a few days, why is there still no news from that guy?

Diabondo's dark brown fingers tapped on the hard handrail of the stone seat irritably, and his sharp eyebrows were tightly frowned.

The penetrating knocking sound resounded in this almost dead silent room, like repeated echoes reverberating deep in the chest, almost suffocating.

But the Thieves King, who was originally looking worried, gradually softened his face amidst the rhythmic knocking sounds.

The tense face relaxed for a moment, even with the torn scars, but the beastly killing breath in the blood red eyes still couldn't be concealed.

Diabondo had absolutely no intention of covering up.

His brows were still tightly furrowed, as if he was thinking about something, and there was a rare look of hesitation in his eyes.

[Monster, the meaning of my existence is to replace the host to do what the host should do. 】……

[I need war. 】

【...The fastest way to spread my dark power. 】

"Who!"

Suddenly, his pupils shrank sharply.

In an instant, the Thief King, who tensed up and his hair stood on end, turned around suddenly, and shouted towards the side of the empty room with a ferocious expression.

The wild gray-white hair spread messily around his dark brown cheeks, making his pupils that were redder than blood all the more creepy and terrifying.

Then, the corners of those blood-red eyes twitched violently after the next second of astonishment.

The young man who suddenly appeared in front of his eyes silently looked at him with dark pupils that seemed to be able to absorb all brilliance.

The shallow arcs flashed by the edge of the pupil from time to time, making those eyes even more bottomless.

The sense of oppression that shocked the world faintly emanated from the young man's not-so-tall body, and he had been placed under this force that was enough to take his breath away many times, and Diabon was more or less used to it.

And at this moment, what made him so stunned that he even forgot to breathe was the appearance of the young man who suddenly appeared in front of him.

The young man's slender body was suspended in mid-air, as if there was always traces of the round breeze blowing his soft black hair loose.

His left eye was slightly open, and the shadow cast by the slender eyelashes in the dark pupil was bottomless.

The dazzling and brilliant bright red liquid oozed out from under his hair of the purest night color, and flowed through his closed right eye, even the eyelashes were dyed, the whole right eye His cheeks were dyed a bright red similar to that of Dia's pupils.

The bright red color and the almost transparent white present the strongest visual contrast, creating a slender and weird aesthetic feeling for the young man.

The Thief King swallowed.

He could clearly see that drop of bright red blood passing over the boy's chin, sliding over the slender neck, spreading and dyeing the boy's collarbone red.

The scene in front of him shocked him so much that he couldn't even make a sound out of his throat.

Who in this world can hurt the evil god——

No, definitely not!

The guy from the game must have been injured to wake up the evil god...

But that's not right either!

With the power of the evil god, it is completely possible to appear before the game is injured.

So, is there really anyone in this world who can hurt an evil god? ……How can it be!

"Monster."

The evil god who regards everything in the world as ants called out his title.

The boy's bare white feet fell down and stepped on the cold stone ground, presenting a sharp contrast with the black.

Dia stared at the evil god walking towards him step by step, feeling unable to move his limbs.

Even though the black-haired boy was only staring at him with his left eye that could only be opened, the oppressive force on his face was enough to make him unable to resist him at all.

The black-haired boy walked up to the dark brown Thief King.

"Take good care of the host's body."

After finishing speaking in a steady tone, the boy suddenly closed his eyes and collapsed, and fell forward.

Diabondo subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch the body of Yugi who fell forward.

His blood-red pupils reflected the blood-stained half of Yugi's cheek, and his eyes were full of astonishment and disbelief.

He hesitated for a moment, and stretched out his hand to pick away the black hair, but he couldn't find the wound hidden in the hair—or maybe the evil god had already healed the host's body with power.

Dia could only see the nape of Yuyu lying in his arms, a pale and almost transparent neck exposed through the gaps of pure black hair scattered down, and the sickly light blue blood vessels under the skin could be clearly seen.

It was as if the body had consumed too much power and could not withstand the final collapse, thus causing the body to suddenly weaken.

A hand with extremely dark brown stretched out, pressing heavily on the back of Yuyu's neck.

The white-haired thief king clenched his teeth, and a hideous look appeared on his deeply scarred face.

"Evil God."

He said to the body of the unconscious teenager, "I can do whatever you say." As long as it doesn't hinder you.

There was no sound in the room except for the faint echo of Diabondo's last word.

However, silence is the default.

The evil god who sneaked into the depths of the host's soul acquiesced in the upcoming actions of the Thief King.

[I need war. 】

【I need the despair and sorrow of human beings shrouded in darkness. 】

The young Thief King closed his eyes, and the shadow of his white hair fell on his dark brown cheeks, making most of his face seem to be plunged into darkness.

When he opened his eyes again, there was only an extremely aggressive gaze full of evil spirits left in his eyes.

He stood up, picked up the Egyptian king's body and placed it on the stone bed at the side of the room.

"Is there anyone? If you hear it, get out of here immediately!"

Diabondo suddenly turned around and yelled at the door, and immediately a maid ran in in a panic and knelt down.

"Call the doctor."

he said, waving impatiently for the woman to go away.

Standing by the bed in silence for a while, Diabondo turned around.

Out of the corner of his blood-red pupils, he glanced at the blood-stained half of the boy's face on the bed. The corners of his eyes moved slightly, and the scar on the cheek that stretched to the corners of his eyes also jumped.

"My uncle won't owe you any favors."

He looked down at the sleeping boy with a condescending attitude.

Then, the young Thief King strode forward, casually grabbed the dark red coat thrown on the table and put it on his upper body, which had been naked with dark brown skin.

The door he pushed open made a heavy moving sound, and the corridor outside the door seemed to lead to an endless abyss.

Bits of fire flickered, and the back of the Thieves King's dark red cloak penetrated into the darkness little by little until it melted.

It was the first time to become a monster.

Not long ago, the incident in Thebes, the capital of the kingdom, was the second time.

I don't deny that I owe you two lives.

"Spread the power and glory of the evil god, in the name of the Thief King—"

The fiery pillar of fire shone in the huge and empty dark underground hall, and all the believers knelt down on the ground.

The pupils that could almost devour all blood seemed to emit a strange light in the darkness, and the dark brown hand of the Thief King waved in the darkness, driving the dark red cloak behind him to fly out in waves in the dark firelight.

"Start an all-out war against the Egyptian pharaohs!"

You have to foolishly risk your life to protect Egypt and Pharaoh.

Then I will break all those things!