Pharaoh

The great priest who was once hailed as the most loyal pharaoh stood tall and tall on one side of the room, and the soft thin curtain that was cut off by the sharp dagger in the young king's hand fluttered endlessly in front of him, but it could no longer cover his eyes. Face.

The bronze-colored handsome face, as always, has a solemn and cold tone.

It's just that pair of blue pupils, like the sky that has been dyed by dusk and gradually lost the traces of clear blue.

The young high priest stood at a distance enough to confront the Boy King, and there seemed to be gray flames burning and jumping in the depths of his pupils, making the color of his eyes much darker.

His thin lips were pursed seriously, no smile could be seen.

"What are you doing Seth! Stop it!"

The High Priest Mahat, who was stunned to the point of being speechless because of Set's confrontation with the Pharaoh, finally woke up from the shock.

He strode forward, stretched out his hand and snatched the black dagger from Seth's hand.

"Don't get in my way."

The sharp blade drew a cold arc in the air.

A few strands of hair on Mahat's cheeks that were cut off by the blade of the piercing sword were separated from the owner, and fell from the air.

If it hadn't been for Mahatt's quick reaction to see the attack of the weapon, he would subconsciously throw his head back, perhaps what fell now was not his hair, but his head.

Mahat stared blankly at Seth, whose eyes were undisguisedly revealing evil spirits, and a drop of cold sweat slowly rolled down his forehead.

Seth is real.

His killing intent is real.

If he had walked one step faster just now, he would really have killed himself!

Priest Mahat gritted his teeth a little bit, his face sank.

He took a step back, stretched out his hand, and used his body to block the young king behind him.

He raised his hand to press on his chest, and soon, the light of the golden wheel began to flash, but his light seemed to be much weaker than that of Thebes, the capital of the kingdom.

Once you leave the golden capital protected by Ra, you can no longer summon monsters, and at the same time, the power of the golden artifact will also weaken.

Therefore, in order to prevent the golden artifact from being taken away, the great priests were not allowed to carry the golden artifact when they left the capital without the permission of the Pharaoh.

Just like last time, when Seth left the capital for Lower Egypt in order to find the young king who disappeared in a coma, he didn't bring the gold token he had with him - and it was precisely because of this that he didn't have the golden artifact to protect him. He was corrupted by the evil dark forces that were already pervasive throughout Lower Egypt at that time.

"Back off, Mahart."

Mahat was stunned when the boy king's calm and emotionless order came from behind him, and subconsciously looked back at the pharaoh.

The boy king's crimson pupils were ice-cold, scorching like red gemstones burning in the ice and snow.

He exchanged a glance with Mahat, who was looking back at him, with a sharp and powerful gaze, and just one glance made Mahat lower his head reflexively, and stepped aside in obedience to the king's order.

The golden building block lying on the edge of the bed floated with a golden light, and then flew in a golden arc in the air to the right hand of the Young King who stretched out his hand.

"Useless guy."

He said, his crimson pupils full of vigor stared at Seth who was confronting him.

The golden building blocks suspended in his palm slowly rotated, shining with golden light.

"As a great priest, he is controlled by dark forces."

said the young Pharaoh, in a cold voice.

His head was slightly raised, his eyes were sharp, and he was in a condescending and aggressive posture that he was used to as a young king.

"I don't need trash like you."

Because of the existence of the mastermind who controlled Harder, Yatum did not directly order someone to detain Harder when he became suspicious of Harder, but planned to use it as a bait to lure the messenger behind the scenes after letting Harder relax his vigilance.

However, Harder was easily cleaned up last night.

While Yatum was still thinking about why the messenger behind the scenes did not show up, Seth, who had been eroded by evil and dark forces, appeared in front of him.It turned out that Harder was just a cover-up.

The evil god really chose Seth.

Seth has also been controlled by it.

One of his most trusted confidants, the High Priest, lost to the evil dark forces.

There was an undisguised look of disappointment on Atum's face.

"It is you who disappoint me, you are not worthy to be king of Egypt at all."

Seth fought back, his eyes were full of evil spirits, his whole body exuded a dark aura, and even the dagger in his hand was entangled in thick black silk.

Just when the golden wheel on Mahat's chest was shining, his eyes suddenly became fierce, but he stepped forward, intending to stab the opponent with the black dagger in his hand.

However, the next moment, the golden building blocks that flew over and floated in front of the boy king changed his expression.

He took a step back, his face was slightly distorted and showed a bit of ferocity, obviously it wasn't that he wanted to back, but was forced by the golden light to take a step back to avoid its sharp edge.

Seth raised his hand to block the pure golden light that was not only dazzling to him at this moment, but also made him feel pain all over his body. He took a step back again, and the black filament wrapped around the dagger in his hand was on the verge of collapse.

The golden light blurred his vision...

At that moment, two guards on one side quickly walked over.

One of the men went forward without hesitation, let the short sword swung down by the high priest Seth reflexively stab his shoulder blade, and then stretched out the iron tongs at the moment when the short sword was stuck on his shoulder. The dark palm twisted Seth's sword-holding wrist backhand!

The other guard took the opportunity to restrain Seth from behind, and forcefully held him half-kneeling down.

"Seth, I will deprive you of the position of great priest."

Watching Seth, who looked up and stared at him coldly with a gloomy and unyielding face, the young pharaoh raised his hand, and swung his five fingers neatly in front of him.

Even if it is a great priest, attacking the king is the most unforgivable, let alone an ordinary person who has been deprived of the position of a great priest.

Atum raised his head slightly, motioning for the two guards to take him out for execution.

Standing aside, Mahat opened his mouth as if he wanted to beg for mercy, but after closing his mouth, he finally sighed deeply and fell silent.

The moment Seth was controlled by the dark power of the evil god, it was destined that all the dark desires deep in his heart would be liberated and could no longer be controlled.

Seth will follow in the footsteps of Bakula, the thief king, and live only to satisfy his own desires.

If you let him go because of a momentary impatience, it will definitely bring incalculable disaster to Egypt.

What's more, Egypt is in an eventful season and can no longer withstand the slightest shock.

If the public learns that the great priest also rebelled against the pharaoh, it will cause a huge shock in the whole of Egypt.

For the current plan, Seth can only be given a reason for being assassinated and killed by a rebel.

Mahat used the above reasons to repeatedly warn himself, but the hand hanging by his side was clenched into a fist, trembling uncontrollably.He took a deep breath from his body, turned his head, and closed his eyes in pain, unwilling to look at Seth again.

"That won't do."

A deep and seductive female voice suddenly sounded from a shadowy corner on the left side of the room.

A head of curly brown hair spread out to cover most of the body, and a woman with her head lowered and her entire face hidden in the shadows emerged from the shadows of the room.

As soon as she raised her hand, without seeing how she moved, the two guards who were suppressing Seth flew out and hit the wall heavily.

In the next second, the woman suddenly appeared beside Seth as if teleporting, reaching out and grabbing Seth's arm.

"The next Pharaoh whom my God favors cannot die here."

Most of her face was covered by the rich shadow of brown curly hair, only the corners of her lips were raised with an ironic smile.

She sneered provocatively, and grabbed the edge of the black bracelet with mysterious runes on Seth's wrist, and suddenly the black brilliance flashed.

Before everyone had time to react, the woman disappeared in full view, together with Seth who was caught by her. ...

When Seth woke up, he was already in a palace he didn't know.

He pressed his aching head and looked around calmly.The palace was dimly lit, and his face was illuminated with the red flickering lights of small pillars of fire on columns along the road.

The long brown-haired woman who brought him here stood in front of him, raised her hand and gestured for him to follow.Seth's face became more and more gloomy at this moment, he gave the woman a cold look, and did not move.

"Don't you want to meet my god? The future Pharaoh."

The woman leaned down slightly, seemed to be a little more respectful, and asked him in a low and seductive tone.

Seth was silent for a while, and finally walked forward under the leadership of the woman.

The vast and boundless palace was silent, only the footsteps of the two could be heard echoing in the air.

The further you go, the fewer fire pillars on both sides.

On the contrary, the surrounding halls became brighter and brighter.

Because the sun's rays came in from the front, illuminating the dark palace.

Suddenly, the woman leading the way stopped and knelt down.

The great priest of Egypt's past raised his head.

In front of him, the black stone that extends out of the cliff is exquisitely carved and cast, and the gorgeous roof supported by round stone pillars hangs high above the Nile River.

A boy with black hair darker than night stood on the rooftop.

The young man who was supposed to be looking up at him due to his height stood there, but for some reason it gave him a feeling of oppression looking down on him from the height of the plane.

The slender eyelashes fell down, and the slightly slender pupils that looked like ink dots because they were half-opened looked at him.

Just a casual glance──

Seth, on the other hand, felt a sense of fear that was so oppressed that he could hardly breathe.

The evil god, who had exactly the same appearance as Wangdi, but because of the change in spirit, made it impossible to see him and Wangdi as one person, stood quietly, his eyes flicked past Seth.

He didn't seem very interested in Seth.

To him, Set is just a tool that can be discarded or even replaced.

Therefore, he just glanced at Seth lightly, and then turned his eyes away.

The black-haired boy stood sideways, still quietly standing by the fence of the roof, leaning on it with one hand, looking far into the distance, which was the direction of Thebes, the capital of Egypt.

The woman who brought Seth here knelt down quietly, her head bowed deeply.

She knelt there, motionless. If it wasn't for the slight ups and downs of her breathing, it would almost make people think that it was just a stone sculpture placed here for decoration.

Seth glanced at her, then looked up.

He once again looked at the black-haired boy standing not far away and leaning sideways.

With almost transparent white cheeks under the sun, the boy's side cheeks were a face he was all too familiar with.

It's just that at this moment, it's so strange that it's like seeing it for the first time.

Discarding the memory of the past that suddenly appeared in his mind, the gray color in Seth's eyes that suddenly felt a little dazed and confused just now settled down deeply again.

The moment he stabbed the bayonet in his hand at the pharaoh he had sworn to be loyal to for life, he had completely abandoned himself as the great priest of Egypt.

Seth raised his head slightly, took big strides and walked straight in the direction of the evil god ahead.

He is about to become a noble existence second only to the evil god in front of him, and even everything──

Pharaoh of Egypt.

The supreme throne is within his reach.

Seth walked not far from the black-haired boy, stopped and stood quietly.

His gaze was fixed on the evil god without blinking.

The black-haired boy was still looking sideways at the direction of Thebes in the distance with a divergent and peaceful gaze, and did not look at him again.

And after a long while like the time almost stopped passing, the black-haired boy finally made a movement.

"Humanity."

The evil god spoke with an indifferent gesture and tone that could not be described lightly.

"I promise you to be the next Pharaoh."

The great Egyptian priest of the past stared at the side cheeks of the black-haired boy, deeply, as if a black flame was burning deep in his pupils.

There is something that can't be suppressed, the wild beast that breaks free from the shackles of human nature from the darkest place in the bottom of my heart roars in my heart.

The sunshine pouring down from the sky fell on Seth's handsome face, but for some reason it brought out the frightening hostility faintly oozing from his body.

After a long time, Seth closed his eyes.

His head was lowered, his body bent down, and his left knee fell on the cold and hard stone ground.

He knelt half-kneeling at the boy's feet, and with his outstretched hands, he gently held the black-haired boy's right hand hanging by his side. It was a cold hand that did not have the warmth of a living person.

The hands are lifted up above his bowed head.

With the most pious and dedicated attitude above oneself.

"Here, I, Seth, will devote my entire life to you—"