Pharaoh

In the vast and boundless land, a piece of fine yellow sand covered the land, extending to the junction of the sky and the earth.

There is no sun, no bright moon in the sky, not even a trace of starlight, but there is always a kind of soft light that makes people inexplicable and unexplainable, falling from all directions.

It was an endless ruin.

Ruined walls and broken tiles, broken columns and collapsed houses.

The yellow sand flowing in the strong wind buried most of the ruins, leaving only a small half looming.

But even that small half is enough to give people a visually vast and majestic shock.

It can be vaguely seen that a huge stone base has collapsed under the cliff.

The weather-beaten and eroded ancient city has withered and buried under this piece of yellow sand, and only the whistling wind and sand remember the prosperity and magnificence that have long since passed away.

【You still can't wake up...】

In that vague memory, the voice that made him who lived too long and almost forgot everything was still echoing indistinctly.

【Aubrey...Ossi...and I...will not allow you to cause such a tragedy again. 】Illuminated by the ubiquitous soft light, a light black shadow falls on the endless golden sand that shines like pure gold.

Between the sky and the ground, a boy with black hair as soft as the night floats above the ground.

The lacquered pupils that seem to be able to absorb all brilliance look down on the land buried in yellow sand.

There seemed to be some invisible traces moving in the depths of his eyes, but he couldn't see clearly for a moment.

No one knew what the dark-haired boy with a quiet face, as if he had no trace of life, was thinking at this moment.

Then, those dark pupils slowly closed.

The moment the black-haired boy closed his eyes, it was as if the space was completely controlled by the boy alone, and the whole world was instantly darkened.

The boy turned sideways slightly and disappeared into the unreal darkness.

The next second, when the black-haired boy opened his eyes again, he was already in a long corridor filled with light black mist.

On the right side of the promenade, there is a majestic and majestic huge stone gate, which is tightly shrouded in darkness and looming.

On the left side of the corridor, although most of it is also shrouded in darkness, only a small area casts a faint white light.

A wooden door that is too small compared to the huge stone door, which is completely out of tune with the current Egyptian style, stands there quietly. The black mist billows not far away, but it is impossible to get close to it anyway.

The black-haired boy walked over, and he easily crossed the areas that the darkness couldn't reach.

He stood in front of the small wooden door that was not much taller than his height at the moment, pondered for a while, and stretched out his hand to grab the handle on the door.

However, just as the slender and white fingers were about to touch the metal doorknob, an arc like lightning jumped out.

The arc flicked the boy's hand away.

The black-haired boy's complexion suddenly darkened at this moment, and at the same time, a trace of puzzlement flashed in his eyes.

The situation of this host is too weird, completely overturning his understanding of human beings.

The evil god has never met a host whose mental power is strong enough to sneak into the room of his heart, nor has he ever seen a host who has two atriums of light and darkness that are completely opposite in his heart.

Every time he boards a weak human being, he can always easily control everything about the host.

Whether it is the soul or the body, even memory, thinking and feelings.

And now this host, even though it was the best host he had ever encountered, was extremely difficult to control.

What surprised him the most was that he could only read the host's memories of the most recent half a year, but he couldn't find the memories before that.

...Maybe all the answers are hidden behind this wooden door.

The evil god promised to give the host equality.

This is the first time a promise has been made to the host. The hosts in the past were all lost in his dark power and controlled by him. There is no need to talk about equality at all.

It was precisely because he met a host who could confront him in a certain sense for the first time that he made such a promise.

Do what you say.

Even if he knew that the answer was hidden behind that door, he would not enter it against the will of the host.

This time, he suddenly wanted to enter the door because of the accident not long ago.

He failed to control his power for a while, burdening the host's body with an unbearable force, and even the host's soul was severely injured.

After that, he no longer felt the presence of the host.

This door has been tightly closed, as if guarding the host's soul, so that he can't detect the situation inside at all.

If the host's soul dies due to serious injuries, then he, who lives in the host's body, will be forced to retreat under the earth and sleep again for thousands or even ten thousand years.

It was precisely because of such worries that he decided to open that door to investigate the situation of the host.

Who knew that this seemingly ordinary wooden door could actually bounce back his hand as an evil god.

He cannot enter the door.

The dark-haired boy's pupils that were as dark as ink quietly stared at the door for a long time, and the shadow of soft night hair passed through the depths of his bright black pupils.

Then, he turned around and left the only bright place.

His figure disappeared into the darkness.

With his strength, it is not impossible for him to destroy this door with his own powerful strength.

However, the door means the power of protection.

So when destroying this door, it means that the atrium guarded by the door will collapse, and everything in the room will be wiped out, including his host.

Therefore, it is impossible for him to do such a stupid thing.

The majestic huge stone door opened in front of the black-haired boy with a roaring sound, and the inside of the opened door was pitch black, and nothing could be seen.

The boy walked towards the darkness, his fair cheeks were quiet.

Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly glanced over his left shoulder.

There, there was a deep scar that split the shoulder blade, running from the shoulder to almost above the neck.

It opened a ferocious bloody mouth, and tiny golden arcs and black arcs, invisible to the naked eye, flickered alternately on the battlefield, but the black arcs overwhelmed and swallowed the golden arcs little by little, making the bloody mouth heal little by little.

This wound that couldn't heal in a short time made the evil god recall what happened that day again.

……

The majestic and vast underground palace is almost invisible at a glance, and the huge columns support the roof of the vaulted palace.

On the high platform at the end, three huge and simple stone slabs hang high on the stone wall.

The three huge and majestic monsters engraved on it are lifelike, and the flickering bright red flames refract the dark and uncertain light on the engraved outlines of them, shaking them like living creatures.

They looked down at the main hall with their huge eyes, and their imposing manner pressed down with a cold aura that made it almost impossible to breathe.

If ordinary people see it, they will immediately prostrate on the ground and worship without trembling.

But at this moment, a slender young man was standing under the three huge ancient stone slabs with a peaceful expression.

The faint fire light could not be reflected in his dark pupils that absorbed all the brilliance, but only swayed by his white cheeks, pulling the boy's shadow long on the black stone bricks of the hall.

The boy's attention was not on the three huge and oppressive stone slabs.

He seemed to turn a blind eye to the three stone slabs, but looked around and looked at the hall, with a slight brilliance flickering around the edge of his pupils, as if he was looking for something.

Then, his expression changed.

The face that had always been so quiet as if there was no human breath suddenly showed signs of melting at this moment.

The black-haired boy bent down abruptly, pressing his fingers on the black stone bricks under his feet.

The fire suddenly brightened, illuminating the entire hall.

The black stone slab of the entire hall was clearly seen in the young man's eyes - countless complicated and mysterious small runes carved on the black stone slab on the ground, forming a dense pattern.

Usually under the faint light of the fire, these small runes are hidden in the darkness like ordinary decorative patterns, so they cannot be seen clearly.

Now, under the bright firelight, they were all revealed.

"It turns out that the seal is here."

No wonder he searched for such a long time without finding any clues.

The royal capital protected by the power of the sun god Ra.

The stone slabs of the three phantom gods and monsters, which are second only to the power of gods, guard here.

And... the ancient and unbreakable seal of God that those hateful guys jointly cast in ancient times.

If it wasn't for the fact that the host this time happened to have royal blood, allowing him to enter this underground temple, I'm afraid this time the search would be in vain.

At this moment, the dark pupils, which were always quiet, flickered with arcs of anger or joy.

The knowledge that he has been looking for for nearly ten thousand years is right in front of his eyes. Even as a god, he can't contain the surging and jumping of the blood in his body. An unknown emotion fills his chest, and he just feels Something deeply repressed in the depths of the soul is about to burst forth like a waterfall.

"...my body!"

The boy's hand pressed heavily on the ground, and his apparently slender and soft fingers pressed deep fingerprints on the hard black stone floor tiles.

His hand pressed down, as easily as on the snow.

Fragmented black light spots emanated from his body, and a soft whirlwind surrounded him, causing his clothes to fly upwards.

Even the night-colored hair on his forehead fluttered upwards in an extremely soft gesture.

The imprint of the black talisman of life on his chest is radiant, making his almost transparent white skin give people an unusual sense of temptation.

Following the boy's actions, the entire hall roared and trembled.

The ground was shaking, and the runes carved on the black stone slab trembled endlessly, causing the countless huge columns supporting the temple to crumble.

The densely packed runes on the ground all flickered on and off, but obviously couldn't resist the erosion of the evil god's darkness oppressing from top to bottom, and gradually dimmed.

The evil god knelt and half knelt on the ground, pressing the palm of his right hand deeper into the ground.

In the shaking hall, his body was as steady as Mount Tai and motionless.

At this moment, the boy's pupils, which were as lacquered as dots of ink, became brighter and brighter, like a burning black flame burning everything.

His eyes could not restrain the expression of joy and eagerness——

A roar that seemed to explode the sky.

Two bolts of lightning-like brilliance struck down from the top of the vault of heaven, filling the entire hall extremely dazzlingly.

The red and golden lightning arcs were like sharp knives falling from the sky, splitting the half-kneeling boy's body in an instant——

That's just an afterimage.

The boy who disappeared in place at the last moment appeared at the other end.

On the left shoulder, there was a bloody gash that was so deep that the bones could be seen, it looked like it was going to cut off the whole arm at first glance.

Most of the arcs that fell on the ground did not explode the ground, but seemed to inject power into the densely packed mysterious runes on the black stone slabs on the ground. After a crackling sound, the arcs of different colors Scurrying among the runes on the ground, taking advantage of the prairie fire like a single spark, it lit up the mysterious patterned charms on the ground.

The moment the huge charm on the ground lit up, the dark underground temple stopped trembling.

Bright red color flowed down from the young man's forehead, staining his white cheeks with eyes half closed.

He raised his right hand and pressed it on his left shoulder, so the deep bone wound on his left shoulder healed quickly, except for the torn clothes, he once again returned to an intact appearance.

However, the wounds on the host's body are easy to heal, but the heavy damage to his soul caused by Ra's divine power penetrating through the body is difficult to heal in a short time.

trap!

This thought flashed in his mind, the evil god raised his head, and a burning black flame of anger flashed in his bright black pupils.

On the tall stone wall, the huge quaint stone slabs hanging on the left and right of the pterodactyl dragon and the sky dragon of Osiris are shining.

The flame-like bright red light and the sun-like golden light intersected, dispelling the darkness of the entire hall.

Although the two most powerful monsters created by the gods and given the name of phantom gods are only carved on the stone slabs, they seem to come alive at this moment, staring down at the small seemingly vulnerable creature below. human teenager.

The aura oppressing the entire temple clearly showed their posture as if they were facing a big enemy——

Only the huge stone slab of Obelisk's Colossus in the center, although it is also radiant blue, but compared to the full-on aura of the other two phantom gods around him, it seems much restrained.

In the attack just now, it did not participate.

Compared with the other two stone slabs, the cyan light of the circulating stone slab is much dimmer. For some reason, there is an inexplicable sense of sadness.

Only the gods who created them are enough to control the three phantom gods.

Perhaps, this is the will of the gods hidden behind the seemingly ferocious and terrifying phantom gods and monsters...

The gods set a trap on the earth where the body of the evil god was sealed.

In order to seal the evil god's soul again when the evil god finds his body.

And it was precisely because of Obelisk's giant god soldier... or the refusal of the "person" behind it that a gap appeared in this extremely powerful ancient trap for hunting gods, and finally let the evil god escape.

The evil god will not be so stupid as to step into the trap for the second time, even if he is eager to get his body back.

The black-haired boy with half of his cheeks stained bright red by blood turned his head sideways, staring at the three huge stone slabs with his eyes that had not been soaked in blood and had calmed down at the moment.

Then he turned around.

The boy's body disappeared into the hall.

……

The evil god sitting on the huge stone seat opened his jet-black pupils, and he has woken up from the memories just now.

After leaving the hall that day, he entrusted the host's body to the snake-tailed monster. He fell into a deep sleep in order to heal his wounds, and he didn't wake up again until not long ago.

He acquiesced to all the next actions of the monster.

If it was said that before that, he didn't care about attacking Egypt at all...but only to expand his strength and get his body back, then now, he has changed his mind.

ruined Egypt.

Destroyed the temple of the gods.

As long as the faith of the Egyptian people is lost, the power of the Egyptian gods will disappear.

At that time, he can easily retrieve his body.