Pharaoh

【Wang brother, you are very annoying. 】

That person once said such words in a straightforward and disgusted tone.

[As long as you are still in Egypt, I will protect you. 】

Even if it is the other party who hates it, that person can make such a promise without hesitation.

【Don't bring your narrow-minded self-righteousness to Egypt! ] In Egypt, where everyone respected him, only that person slapped himself stubbornly at the time without hesitation.

No matter when, no matter what posture, that person has always stood behind him.

Like a big tree with luxuriant branches and leaves standing proudly, he can lean on the trunk with peace of mind.

He never thought that the day when this big tree collapsed suddenly.

……

That day, he was sitting by the pool in a daze, with the tall white stone statue behind him completely covering his shrinking body.

Therefore, Isis and Seth, who came to the garden after him, were unaware of his presence.

At that time, he was at his darkest and most bewildered moment. Not long after he died, he was forcibly taken back to the palace by Yatum.

He couldn't forgive Atum for what he did to him, but he didn't want to turn his face against Atum and make a noise, so he could only keep silent and indifferent with his uncooperative resistance.

Everyone was unanimously admonishing him to teach him to stop the cold war with Pharaoh, and everyone was holding the attitude of "I am for your own good" to persuade him to stop playing childish temper.

"Wang has been accommodating and pampering you enough, why are you so ignorant?"

This subtext that everyone didn't say when they were persuading him in a good voice and kindly, but clearly appeared in his eyes, made him hold back a mouthful of hostility, stuffed in his chest, and couldn't help but throb and hurt badly.

He no longer wants to see those outsiders who stand and talk without back pain, surround him under the banner of doing his best, and talk nonsense with their mouths one after another——

However, even if he hid here now, he still could not avoid hearing things related to himself.

Isis talked to Seth in private, hoping that Seth would come forward to persuade him not to have a cold war with Yatum again.

This clever priestess was keenly aware of his alienation and resistance to them, but still retained a little trust in Seth.

He sat behind the stone sculpture and listened to the old sayings like 'for Egypt or for the king' that Isis persuaded Seth to come forward, and his face sank because of a feeling of irritability.

He had an urge to rush out and yell at Isis to make her less annoying and get out immediately——

He clenched his teeth and clenched his fists tightly on the gravel in the ground. The pain piercing into his palm made him calm down a bit, suppressing the restlessness and resentment.

"Why don't you go yourself?"

Seth's straightforward question stunned Isis, but also made him startled.

He shrank behind the stone sculpture, couldn't see Seth's face, and could only hear the familiar cold but sharp voice.

"The current prince is very resistant to us, but he still treats you more or less..."

"I dont go."

"Seth, now is not the time to be angry. Brother Wang is still young and ignorant. Isn't it our duty to teach him?"

"Brother Wang is not young anymore, ignorance is no excuse." The young priest snorted, "What he wants to do is his own business, don't regard teaching as the right to dominate him."

Speaking of this, the voice paused abruptly, and when he spoke again, there was a hint of sarcasm.

"If you really teach Brother Wang to be a worry-free and obedient puppet, who do you think will be the first to let you go?

The last sentence, with its [-] points of meanness, made Priestess' face change slightly.

She looked at Seth for a while, with a little sadness in her eyes.She is not as unbearable as Seth said, although most of them are selfish, but she is also thinking about Wang Di in her own way. She just blindly thinks that it is best for Wang Di to reconcile with Wang Di. Just choose this idea.

After being sneered at by Seth, she was also speechless, silent for a while, just sighed, and left without saying a word.

Seth stood on the spot and glanced at the back of Isis leaving, his eyes sank a little, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Then he turned and walked in the other direction.

Suddenly, a slight sound of stones aroused his vigilance and made him frown. He clenched the golden scepter in his hand and he quickly walked around the stone sculpture by the pool.

Hugging his knees and curling up under the huge stone sculpture, his figure became smaller and smaller, which made him startled, and his face darkened for a moment.

He walked over, but the boy didn't raise his head, he just buried his head deeply in his knees and remained motionless.

Seth frowned tightly, pursed his lips and said nothing.

His face was very ugly, but he tore off the cloak behind him.

The wide cloak fluttered down, softly wrapping the young man curled up under the stone sculpture, covering his whole body in that pure white.

"I won't give you much time."

As he said so, he turned his back to the person behind him, and stood motionless at the entrance of the path leading to the pool behind the stone sculpture with a black face, like a rock blocking it tightly.

He stood there with his hands crossed over his chest showing an impatient and anxious look.

He said that he didn't want to waste time, but he just stood there without saying a word, frowning, not urging the crying teenager who was covered by his cloak.

He stood there in silence until night fell...

Just like now.

Brother Wang who was kneeling on the ground crying, that face stained with tears.

The round chestnut ball spun around its little master in a panic, but it looked at a loss.

The transparent hand stretched out and pressed Seth's still warm forehead, and the emerald green Olihagang's enchantment runes dimmed little by little until they were all gone.

The huge enchantment runes on the ground that covered the entire room also seemed to seep into the stone ground little by little, and disappeared.

In the room where the light gradually dimmed, the eyes blurred by tears almost made it impossible for Brother Wang to see Seth's face clearly.

The light...disappeared?

The king of Egypt wiped away the tears from his eyes and turned around abruptly.

And the moment he turned around, there was a clear and shattering sound, and the widened violet pupils reflected the scene of the huge golden light wings suddenly shattering the moment he turned his head——

The torn wings, the fine and light feathers scattered all over the ground.

The black-haired boy who was calmly suspended in mid-air was surrounded by scattered light spots.

The soft black hair seemed to reflect fine brilliance.

A slender, white, seemingly harmless hand stretched out, palm up.

The [Scepter of Pull] suspended in the sky vibrated violently the moment the black-haired boy stretched out his hand, as if it had suddenly endured some kind of terrifying restraint.

The moment the huge light's wings shattered, the substantive golden wings that appeared extremely small in comparison vibrated violently, as if trying to break free from something.

But in the end, it was still forced to fall down bit by bit by some invisible force in the air, and the bright golden body gradually became dim, and even cast a layer of shadow.

Finally, even the slightest trembling of struggle was gone.

It seemed to have exhausted its strength, and it was quietly suspended above the palm of the evil god's outstretched hand as if it was imprisoned.

The black-haired boy was suspended in mid-air, and the fine light spots passed by him, and then fell to the ground.

His face gradually hides from bright to dark, making it hard to see the tone of those dark pupils.

He didn't say a word, but an unspeakable sense of oppression spread from his body, covering the entire room, and even the air seemed to freeze at this moment.

Brother Wang's heart suddenly beat wildly.

【The Scepter of Ra】, what Seth brought at the expense of his life!

The game jumped up and flew towards the evil god.

The straight fingertips stretched out desperately towards the direction of the scepter.

[Ra's Scepter] must not fall into the hands of evil gods!

The evil god's darkened pupils looked over, silently, calmly, quietly.

He stood in the air, holding a dim scepter in his left hand, calmly watching the host who rushed towards him.

He didn't seem to have any intention of avoiding it.

Nothing could be reflected in his pitch-black pupils, as if he had sucked in all the brilliance.

The moment the game's fingertips were about to touch the scepter——

His outstretched hand suddenly shook——

There was a loud noise, and a ball of golden light burst suddenly——

The golden powder burst out from between his fingers, and flew onto the transparent fingertips that were only an inch away from the evil god's suddenly clenched hands.

In the depths of the Egyptian prince's suddenly dilated violet pupils was the reflection of the golden fragments splashed from the shattered scepter, and the face of the evil god quietly watching him.

"Host, now, you should give up."

The black-haired boy said, his eyes were cold.

Fine golden light spots and pure gold powder leaked out from the fingers of the hand he was holding, and floated lightly in front of the Egyptian prince who stood sluggishly in front of him.

Brother Wang looked at the golden powder scattered all over the ground with a dazed expression.

He stretched out his hand as if trying to catch the gold powder that was falling down one after another, but the golden powder that had completely lost its power passed through his transparent hand and continued to fall to the ground.

You You stared blankly at his hand, and after a while, he raised his head and met the evil god with blank eyes.

On that slightly childish face, there were still traces of tears that hadn't been wiped off.

"There is nothing that can stop me."

Said the dark-haired boy with a soft tone.

He used the simplest language to tell the fact that Wang Di was terrified.

——The capital of the kingdom no longer has the power to contain and restrain the evil god——

Games have always been weird.

Even if limited by the human body, the evil god still possesses a powerful force that humans cannot match.

Is it really because he couldn't fight against the three phantom gods that he didn't go close to the capital of Thebes?

Yu Yu vaguely felt that this was not the reason... The evil god resided in his body, and he could feel that the power of the evil god was stronger than the power of the three phantom gods.

What's more, Yatum can only summon Ra's winged dragon to descend, and his power is not enough to summon the three phantom gods.

That being the case, why has the evil god always chosen the host to fight against the pharaoh and start a war every time he recovers for so many years.

Why didn't he go directly to the capital to take back his body?

The [Scepter of Ra] brought by Seth made Wang Di finally find out the reason.

And for this reason, Brother Wang couldn't help but feel a chill from the bottom of his heart at this moment.

[The Scepter of Ra] can seal the soul of the evil god into the land of the king's capital.

Therefore, the evil god will not easily step into the capital.

But now, [Ra's Scepter] was taken out of the capital, but because of the loss of Ra's asylum, it was unable to exert its original power and finally ended up being destroyed.

Then, the next thing for the evil god, who has no more shackles, to do is——

Under the slender eyelashes, the edge of the jet-black pupil refracted a shallow arc.

The evil god looked at his host whose face suddenly became extremely ugly, his gaze fluctuated slightly.

Set up a series of traps to lure those stupid human beings to take the scepter that restrained his actions out of the royal capital. Only he who is sane at this moment can do it.

Every time he woke up in the past, his sanity tended to be violent and crazy due to the strong hatred and malicious infection of the host he lodged in, and he couldn't recover his true sanity at all, let alone bewitch human beings or even set traps.

The existence of [Ra's Scepter] made him instinctively feel the danger and would not step into the capital, let alone search for his body in the capital.

No wonder he couldn't find anything in the past, pulling that guy was still as insidious as ever.

If it wasn't for the sudden appearance of the most suitable host for him in Egypt this time...

However, until now, his host is still stubbornly refusing to give up fighting against him.

So……

The black-haired boy stretched out his hand again, and a jet-black light cluster lit up on his fingertips.

His fingertips pointed in the direction of the three golden artifacts that fell to the ground.

The violet transparent pupils trembled violently.

"I'm going to Thebes.

A loud bang.

The trembling earth let out a huge roar, and the magnificent underground palace collapsed and shattered in an instant.

Golden scales, golden scepter, golden wheel.

The three golden artifacts were all turned into powder the moment they faced the unparalleled power of the evil god.

When all hope is destroyed in sight——

Far away, the blond boy king opened his crimson pupils.

Sharp eyes looked into the distance.

On his chest, the quietly hanging golden building blocks shone with a pure golden luster.