Pharaoh

"For a long time, [Ra's Scepter] has only existed as a symbol of deterrence."

The old high priest said, sighing heavily, "It has never left Thebes, so the evil gods never easily set foot in the capital because they are afraid of its existence."

Therefore, [Ra's Scepter] has never been used.

How powerful it is is unknown.

The only thing that has been handed down since ancient times is the saying that its power will be weakened if it is taken away from the royal capital, but how much it will be weakened, and whether it can seal the evil god is also unknown.

Although he knew that taking him away from the king's capital would bring great danger, the current dangerous situation made High Priest Simon have to choose to go slanted.

"So I said, it's a gamble."

If he wins, he will welcome the king's younger brother back, and Egypt will return to peace once again.

If you lose, you will be doomed.

"Besides, even if it is really successful to seal the evil god in Wangdi's body, that doesn't mean it's safe."

When High Priest Simon said this, he paused.

The white hair that had faded due to aging fell down, hiding most of his cheeks in the shadows and making them blurry.

"So, Brother Wang..."

The king of Egypt knelt down on the ground, looking up at the person who stretched out his hand to support him.

The violet pupils clearly reflected the cold and expressionless face of the young Egyptian priest.

The slight confusion in his eyes dissipated little by little, and those eyes were slightly curved into the arc of a crescent moon.

He smiled happily at the great priest.

"Seth."

He called the name of the great priest in front of him again. It was different from the last inquiry, but he wanted to confirm what could be done cautiously.

Soon, his eyes fell on the hand that supported his right arm.

The light brown hands have been dyed a bright red hue.

The long and deep bony scars dug out by the dagger were still bleeding profusely at this moment.

Seth's lips were still tightly pursed, and the expression on his stern face didn't seem to move at all, but the heart that had been hanging high for a long time finally fell at the moment when the dust settled.

The High Priest's worries were not fulfilled, and [Ra's Scepter] is worthy of the name of a true divine tool that has been passed down since ancient times.

He let out a heavy breath from the bottom of his heart, all kinds of long-term patience, aggrieved and even panic were entangled together, making his throat clogged and almost unable to make a sound.

As expected, the idea of ​​severely reprimanding the brother in front of him who has only brought him troubles since he appeared, this time it is a big trouble, can't be brought up at this moment.

The hardships and hardships that cannot be described in a thousand words made him suffer...

All the time, I am worried that I will be completely assimilated by the darkness in the next second...

Day and night, he was struggling under the erosion of darkness, struggling to keep his weak attachment, and was almost annihilated several times, and his will became the real puppet of the evil god...

For Egypt, it's all worth it.

He said this to himself over and over again.

When tossing and turning in the dark night.

Every time I can't hold on.

every time on the verge of collapse.

The tingling pain from his arm woke up Seth, who was in a trance, and he watched Wang Di bandage his injured arm with the cloth strip that he tore off from nowhere.

Brother Wang strangled the bleeding wound with all his strength, and clenched his teeth, with an expression as if he was desperately fighting someone.

Then, Brother Wang let out a heavy breath, stood up, and at the same time stretched out his hand to pull him up.

He frowned impatiently and opened Brother Wang's hand that wanted to pull him up.

"eventful."

The young high priest frowned unhappily and rudely rejected Wang Di's kindness.

Brother Wang, whose hands were opened, blinked and watched Seth stand up by himself, and then suddenly a smile that Seth called a silly smile appeared on his face.

The wound on the left arm that was tightly bandaged was throbbing, not only the pain of the wound, but also the oppressive pain of the cloth strips deeply embedded in the skin, and I don't know how tightly it was strangled by that idiot.

The young high priest was so slanderous, he quietly moved his eyes away from the boy's smiling face...

Yes.

It's all worth it.

"Brother Wang, listen carefully to what I'm going to say next."

Seeing Seth showing a serious look, Youyou blinked again, nodded obediently, and listened honestly to Seth's account of the cause and effect.

Seth was quiet as he explained.

The slender eyelashes fell down, casting light shadows in the half-closed pupils. As Seth spoke, he kept listening quietly. Even when he heard that the evil god had been sealed in his body, his eyes were still It just lit up, but it didn't show a bit of joy, but a bit of confusion and anxiety.

However, when he looked at Seth who was obviously relieved, he still kept his mouth shut and didn't say anything.

"Seth is really powerful."

In the end, he just smiled and said this sentence.

The violet pupils were curved into crescent moons, and the young Wangdi let out the most sincere emotion.

"If it were me, I would definitely not be able to do what you do."

The reason why he was not corrupted by the dark curse at the beginning was because the evil god resided in his body, so the curse couldn't affect him at all.

And Seth, indeed, relied on his own will to restrain the erosion of the dark power.

Such a difficult thing can only be done by a strong-willed and strong person like Seth. Perhaps High Priest Simon knew this very well, so he chose him.

Seth is the real powerhouse.

"Fortunately."

Seth replied lightly, "It's not very difficult."

However, as soon as the words of the great priest fell, a white light flashed across his cheek.

A palm-sized translucent little white dragon that seemed to be formed by the gathering of white light flashed past its owner like a ray of white light, circling around and screaming dissatisfiedly.

It seems to be expressing great dissatisfaction with the master who has swollen his face and made him fat while also abandoning its credit.

The great priest glanced at the little blue-eyed white dragon flying around him in protest from the corner of his eye, pursed his lips and held his breath in silence.

Well, although there were several critical moments when he was almost completely corroded by darkness, it was the white dragon of light who gave him a hand so that he could survive...

Xiao Bailong flapped his little wings, chirped twice again dissatisfiedly at his die-hard master, turned his head and disappeared arrogantly.

Seth didn't bother to care about it, now is not the time to discuss these things, the most urgent thing is——

He stretched out his hand, and the golden scepter quietly suspended under [La's Scepter] trembled, and immediately flew over and fell into his hand.

"Brother Wang, it's not safe now."

Seth said, "The evil god is sealed in your body, but he has not been defeated. Even if his dark power is not controlled by him, it still spreads autonomously on the territory of Egypt, affecting everyone."

"Master Simon said that if you want to expel the dark power of the evil god that has spread all over Egypt, you must dissipate the will of the evil god."

When he said this, his voice paused, and his light brown fingers clenched the golden scepter in his hand.

The cyan pupils stared at Brother Wang with cold eyes.

"So, brother Wang, you must die."

The king of Egypt looked back at Seth, defenseless and completely trusting.

"what should I do?"

he asked, looking calm.

Whether it's Simon or Seth, it's definitely not to take his life to get to this point for him.

Why did he not believe them?

[The so-called death is just the soul leaving the body. 】

At that time, High Priest Simon said to Seth.

[Forcibly pulling the soul of a living person out of the body is indeed unimaginable pain, but I believe that Brother Wang can do it. 】【Don't worry, the power of the Talisman of Life will protect the younger brother and protect the integrity of the younger brother's soul from harm. ] "As long as your soul is completely separated from your current body, it means that 'you' is dead."

Seth said, frowning tightly, fingers clenched the golden scepter in his hand.

"As long as 'you' as the host dies, the will of the evil god who cannot choose the host body again will naturally dissipate, and the evil and dark power that permeates the land of Egypt will also disappear with it."

Having said that, he took a deep breath and raised the golden scepter in his hand.

"Brother Wang, I will use the golden scepter to extract the power of the soul, let your soul leave your body, and let you 'die'."

As a high priest, Seth has done a lot of things like forcibly pulling out the souls of some spies who would rather die than submit to torture.

Seth thought he was used to the heart-piercing scream every time the soul of a living person was torn out forcefully.

Only this time, for the same thing, he was so nervous for some reason...

Even though it is not the first time he has done such a thing to Wang Di... It's just that the pain of being forcibly torn out of his soul while he was alive can't be described in words...

"Don't worry, I will temporarily store your soul in the golden scepter, and when everything is over, return to the capital. Lord Simon will prepare the most suitable body for you. With the help of the king, the high priest of Ra and Osi With the power of the three high priests of Reese, your soul can descend on that body and be resurrected."

Looking at his brother who opened his eyes wide open, Seth added.

You You hummed lightly, lowered his head and remained silent, his expression seemed a little hesitant, and there was a look of uneasiness in his eyes.

He seemed skeptical, but was too happy to speak out.

Seeing his expression, Seth frowned, and before he had time to think about it, he just stretched out his left hand and pulled the right arm that was holding the game a few steps.

Unprepared, he was suddenly pulled up, and Brother Wang looked up at the other party in astonishment.

The young high priest looked at him more seriously than anything else, and always looked forward with unshakable confidence and pride, as if he could pass on the strength that originated from the spirit.

"Trust me, brother."

After a moment of astonishment, there was a relieved smile.

The young Wang Di smiled at the serious priest with his eyes crooked.

He stretched out his right hand and gently placed it on the back of Seth's hand holding the golden scepter...

——When I came to ancient Egypt, the first person I believed in was you, Seth——

——From beginning to end, I never doubted you——

"correct."

Suddenly thinking of a very important question, Brother Wang suddenly raised his eyes to look at Seth.

"If I were to be resurrected on someone else, wouldn't that mean that I took that person's body...and his life?"

He frowned and asked, hitting the nail on the head.

"No, Master Simon will find a suitable person who has just died."

Seth replied without thinking...

"Oh, that's fine."

Since occupying the dead will not harm other people's lives, the game will naturally not be so pedantic.

If he invaded the body of a living person, how is he different from an evil god?

At that time, he would rather choose to exist in the state of a soul, no matter how bad it is... Just like the other him in the future, it would be good to live in another body of him.

The great Egyptian priest who answered firmly and without changing his eyebrows just now let out a heavy sigh of relief deep in his heart.

He is lying to Wangdi.

A dead body is naturally not acceptable, even if it has just died for a second.

The act of taking the resurrection of the body is naturally taking the life of the living person.

It is the honor of that person to sacrifice their lives for the king of Egypt, even if all of them think so, but it is definitely useless for the dead-headed brother of the king, and he will definitely not give in at that time.

Priest Simon had told him that he must keep it a secret, as long as he didn't let Brother Wang know the truth.

Seth let go of the hand holding Yuyu's right arm, and stretched out again, in front of Yuyu.

Yu Yu was stunned for a moment, then raised his free right hand.

The white hand slowly raised and then fell.

However, he paused on top of the light brown palm a second before falling on the light brown hand, as if there was an invisible resistance in the air preventing him from holding Seth's hand.

He lowered his head to look at Seth's hand, and on that childish face, there was once again the hesitant and disappointed look just now.

"Brother Wang?"

Brother Wang, who was awakened by Seth's raised cry, looked up and saw Seth's serious face that was about to start training immediately, subconsciously laughed twice, and waved his hands in a panic to indicate that he did not mean of…

"I-I definitely don't believe you, Seth!"

Because he was worried that Seth might misunderstand, Yuyou hurriedly distinguished Seth. Although he was smiling, he was smiling a little bit reluctantly, and his voice was faintly low.

"I was thinking... just thinking..."

For some selfish unspoken reason.

"Anyway, your useless brain can't figure it out, so just say it directly!"

"Yes--"

After years of being reprimanded by the great priest of Seth, Brother Wang reflexively gave the usual answer.

The "yes" that automatically popped out of his throat made Wang Di stunned, but he couldn't help laughing the next second.

"It's true, it's useless to hold back your troubles."

Although he was smiling, there was an obvious look of disappointment in his eyes.

"I also know that what you said is the best way, but I always have a feeling...if I lose this body, I don't seem to be qualified to be with Brother Wang anymore."

"If you don't have the blood of this body, and don't have a face similar to Brother Wang, can you still be recognized as Brother Wang?"

Abandoning this body felt like abandoning the last bit of his existence as Yugi Muto.

In the future, he will have a strange body, a strange face, and a strange voice.

After a long, long time, will he still remember himself as Muto Yuki?

And this body, this body and face similar to another one of him...

It is precisely because of this face similar to the king's brother that he became the king's brother of Egypt.

Because of this body and appearance, Yatum accepted his existence as the king's brother, and Seth and the others also recognized their identity as the king's brother. So, he was reborn in another strange body... Is there anything else? Qualified to exist as the younger brother of Egypt?

It's not Muto Yuki, and it's not the king of Egypt.

At that time, what is he living for?

"Ha ha.

I also felt that my thoughts were too selfish and thought too much, Yu You scratched his head with his fingers in embarrassment, "I was just thinking about it, haha, I'm probably a little stupid, but it's really nothing.

He laughed, which was unnatural but more like using a smiling face to cover up his uneasy emotions, trying to pull himself together to show a cheerful expression.

"Okay! Let's get started, I'm fine!"

"Sure enough, it's a stupid idea that only a useless mind like yours can come up with."

The cold-faced great priest's merciless spurning made the young Wang brother's spirit of trying to cheer up all of a sudden vented completely.

"Yes, yes... I know it myself."

He bowed his head dejectedly and perfunctory a few words, ready to be severely criticized by Seth again.

That's why he didn't want to say anything at first.

Once you say it, you will definitely be despised by Seth infinitely.

Although I know that I shouldn't think so, but it's natural to feel uneasy if I want to let myself abandon my body all of a sudden.

"Brother Wang, who do you think I am?"

Seth stretched out his hand in front of Wangdi all the time, stepped forward decisively, grabbed Wangdi's collar and viciously almost lifted his whole body halfway up.

He stared at the game with an indisputable anger on his face.

He asked heavily and repeated again, the voice paused word by word, biting each word deeply.

"Who do you think I am, who!"

Because he didn't understand why Seth repeated the question suddenly, Yuyou just looked at him in astonishment, not knowing how to answer.

And Seth didn't mean to ask him to answer.

He stared at the game with an undisguised look of anger as if he had been insulted.

"I am the great priest of Egypt, the great priest who serves the Egyptian royal family!"

[Here, I, Seth, dedicate all my loyalty to you in my life. 】

At that time, he knelt at the feet of the black-haired boy without hesitation and said this sentence.

Not because of the evil god, but——

"Brother Wang, who do you think is qualified to make me kneel down in this world?"

"Who in Egypt do you think is qualified to let me say that?"

asked the young priest, pressing harder and harder.

A bit furious, a bit gnashing of teeth, a bit angry.

He stared at the game with sharp eyes, his eyes were aggressive, and a storm of anger was brewing in his low voice.

"Who is the person in this world who is qualified to dedicate my loyalty to Seth! Your hopelessly stupid head can't even think of this?!"

He grabbed the clothes on Wang Di's chest and almost lifted Wang Di halfway up, forcing Wang Di to stand on tiptoe to barely maintain a smooth breathing.

"Put all the crap out of your head away! Listen to me—"

Seth stared at You Yu, with a tough and forward-looking gaze, with his usual tough and uncompromising spirit.

He said, "I, Seth, will always admit that you are the only royal brother of Egypt!"

The Egyptian king's brother opened his eyes wide in astonishment, and his violet pupils clearly reflected Seth's young face full of anger.

There seemed to be light refracted from its edge, making it tremble slightly.

Under the gaze of Seth's scorching eyes that were burning with anger, most of the uneasiness about the body that was about to die dissipated for no reason.

The boulder that had been weighing heavily on his chest also seemed to melt in the great priest's anger. Yuyu suddenly stretched out his hands, and when Seth was caught off guard, he hugged him.

"It's great that it was Seth who came to get me."

He said, hugging Seth tightly, and buried his whole face in Seth's chest, so that no one could see the gleam of water in the corners of his wet eyes.

He seemed to be smiling, and the joyful smile almost came out of his lilting voice.

However, the great priest who was gnashing his teeth and looking angry just now has an uncomfortable expression on his face, and he wants to push the brother who is holding him away awkwardly, but because he is hugged too tightly, he dare not make a heavy hand Had to be so awkwardly deadlocked.

After hesitating for a moment, Seth curled his lips helplessly as he looked at his younger brother who was holding on to him.

He raised his hand, and patted Brother Wang's head stiffly and uncomfortably...

There was finally a look of relief on his face at this moment.

But in the next second, the relaxed expression on the young priest's face suddenly changed——

A sharp blade made of black light pierced through his chest, and the small half exposed in the air emitted a cold black brilliance.

The soft hair of pure night color slipped through the fingers of the light brown hand he had placed on the opponent's head.

The boy with most of his face pressed against his chest opened his eyes, soft black hair fell on his white cheeks, under the half-closed slender eyelashes, it was a pair of pupils that sucked in all the brilliance——

The author has something to say:

Recently, there has been a lot of noise about the score line for men and women in the college entrance examination

Then came out a well-known animal called political foreign language, which is a boy's weakness, and it's only fair to separate men and women...

Why did you forget that mathematics and physics should be girls' weaknesses?And if you apply to cancel the political foreign language course, I guarantee that the majority of girls will have no opinion at all. At least I will support it with both hands.

By the way... You say that political literature is the weak point of boys, so you don't worry about Socrates, Plato, Aristotle, Marx and Engels and other great philosophers of all ages, and even our countless ancestors, Confucius, Laozi, Mencius, Li Bai, Du Fu, Lu Xun, etc. Temple climbed out to spit on your face?

By the way, how come the IQ line of these so-called beastmen is getting lower and lower... Is my face swollen...

PS: Although I have been away from the college entrance examination for a long time, I still really think these schools are too weird...

It is understandable that the score lines are different in different regions, but the gender is actually the same... Isn't the result the result of one's own hard work?That being the case, it is absolutely required that the IQ should be divided into different scores!

The IQ score line is 600, the 100 IQ score line is 500,80, and the 450 IQ score line is [-].

Otherwise, it’s not fair to use the same score line for different IQs~~