Pharaoh

"Brother Wang, if this world was created by your soul with its consciousness, then it should also be controlled by your consciousness, right? In this case, instead of entangled with the dummy it created, why didn't Brother Wang directly face it?"

"It should have been like this, but that guy suddenly made an attack and pulled my consciousness here. It seized the opportunity and hid itself."

"It means... it plans to wait until Brother Wang is exhausted, and then come out to pick up bargains?"

The young Pharaoh raised his head and snorted softly.

Holding his hand and following him step by step, the younger brother lowered his head and began to think.

"Brother Wang, it can't go on like this, we must try to lure it out."

The young king turned his head slightly, his crimson pupils glanced out of the corner of his eyes at the little brother who was lowering his head and seemed to be thinking hard about something.

He frowned.

"You just need to stay by my side honestly, and you don't have to worry about the rest."

Little Wang raised his head, blinked his big light purple eyes and looked up at his brother Wang from below.

"But I want to help Brother Wang..."

He stopped suddenly mid-sentence.

His gaze stayed on the golden building block on the boy king's chest that swayed slightly as the Pharaoh walked.

"Brother Wang..."

Because he was held by the young king, he was still subconsciously following his brother Wang, but the attention of the little Egyptian king seemed to be completely focused on the golden building blocks.

"The golden building blocks pulled my soul into this place. You said that this is a huge place similar to a maze, but I was so lucky to land directly near you and meet you so quickly... No, it should be It's not because of good luck or bad luck, but because the golden building blocks on your body directly pulled me to your side."

He said happily, "If even I can be guided by the golden building block, even if it leaves Brother Wang's side, you should be able to feel where it is, can't you, Brother Wang?"

The footsteps in the empty and dimly lit corridor stopped.

The young Pharaoh frowned, staring at his little brother who was looking up at him with bright eyes, and there was a hint of displeasure in his crimson pupils.But the little brother who was only staring at the golden building blocks didn't notice it, and continued talking excitedly on his own.

"I can't do anything in this world controlled by your consciousness, and I don't have much power, so the king soul shouldn't be wary of me. As long as it can't detect it, put the golden building blocks on me, let me If you bring it out..."

"To shut up."

said the young Pharaoh, cutting him off neatly.

"I said before, you are my younger brother, you just need to follow me honestly. Everything will be resolved by me!"

Moving his gaze upwards from the golden building blocks, the boy king's proud and handsome face was reflected in the clear violet pupils.

The young Wangdi blinked lightly, as if he was a little troubled.

Pharaoh loved him very much, he knew it.

Pharaoh was very proud, and he knew it.

The above two points determined that the young pharaoh would never allow his younger brother, who was under his wing, to step out of his protection, and even become a bait to take the initiative to throw himself into danger.

However, now he has to do this, even if it is such a despicable act of taking advantage of that Wang Hun's favor for him, he still has to do it - this is the only way to help another him at present.

He knew that now, there was only one thing that could convince the Pharaoh, beyond the Pharaoh's love for him and his own pride.

"Brother Wang..."

"I tell you to shut up!"

"But you've been in a coma for two days—there's no pharaoh in the Egyptian palace for two days!"

Yu Yu yelled loudly, and the young Wang who opened his lips to tell his younger brother to shut up again was stunned.

This time, if Atum didn't interrupt the game again, there was a trace of anxiety in his eyes.

"Two days... no, it may have been almost three days. Egypt lost the Pharaoh... Needless to say, you should know what will happen, Brother Wang." The young brother said worriedly, "You are here If you stay for one more day, the situation outside will become more dangerous, how long will Mahat and the others be able to control the situation even if they try their best?"

"..."

"Brother Wang, for Egypt."

The young Pharaoh was silent, his bright red pupils were staring at his younger brother's face, which was so immature but seemed particularly tough at the moment.

Then, he raised his hand and tore off the golden building block on his chest.

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The boy in the form of a black cobra slowly stood up from the ground, his ruby-like pupils watched his enemy vigilantly.

The severed arm was bleeding, but there was no expression of pain on his face, and it became colder and colder.

Probably because he was severely injured, the gray-black mist behind him dissipated a lot in an instant, and the majestic and magnificent palace hall that seemed to be hidden in the darkness and seemed extremely far away suddenly stood in front of everyone.

The neat and wide bluestone steps look up from below and go straight to the sky, and the end is long and endless.

The gate of the palace, which should have been huge but seemed extremely small due to the distance, opened wide, as if waiting for the arrival of the Pharaoh.

Already battered, the Egyptian Cobra can no longer hold its foes in mazes and mists.

Now, there is no other way but to confront each other head-on.

But a head-on confrontation is not at all in line with the mind and preferences of the cunning cobra.

The black-skinned boy transformed from a cobra casts his angry eyes on the enemy, but the young pharaoh doesn't seem to notice it.He took the golden blocks handed over by his younger brother, and his eyes fell on the scar on his shoulder.

His brows furrowed tightly.

He stretched out his hand, it seemed that he wanted to touch the scar, but he suddenly turned a corner halfway, and just rubbed the limp hair of little brother Wang.

The young king stood up straight, his crimson pupils looked at his injured enemy at the moment.

His eyes were sharp, but not angry at all.

Brother Wang was injured because he couldn't protect him well, that's all.

The responsibility lies with himself, so there is no need to get mad at that guy.

The proud Pharaoh never blamed others for his failures, even if that person was his enemy.

The dark-skinned boy looked at him without showing any weakness, his left hand was covering his severed right arm, half of his body was stained red with bright red blood.

Feeling a movement under his clothes, the young Pharaoh lowered his head slightly and glanced sideways.

He saw his younger brother grabbing the hem of his clothes, most of his body retracted behind him.

At this moment, the young brother Wang seemed to be very afraid of the dark-skinned boy's eyes. He lowered his head and didn't dare to look at him. His small hands were tightly clutching the hem of the boy king's clothes, looking very listless.

Obviously, when I faced the enemy alone just now, I was not afraid...

When the young king gave up looking at the enemy and shifted his gaze to his younger brother, his enemy's ruby-like eyes also left him and fell on the younger brother's body, cold and with a hint of disdain.

The game dare not look up.

For a long time, although the Egyptian cobra was very cold to him and always looked down on him, he never hurt him.When he was injured, he still worried about him.

There's no excuse, it's his despicable use of its favor for him...

Just thinking about it, suddenly a light brown hand reached down and pinched his chin. Before he could react, he forced his drooping head up.

His eyes inevitably met the crimson pupils looking straight down.

He was a little surprised.

"Don't think about it."

Compulsively making his younger brother look at him, the young Pharaoh's voice was low.

It was not a very loud and sharp low tone, but it was very penetrating just like the pharaoh's personality, regardless of other people's wishes, it forcefully pressed into the ears of the young prince.

"You are my younger brother, you must only think about my affairs at any time!"

The young Wangdi quietly looked at the handsome face of the young Pharaoh.

Then he laughed.

"That's not acceptable, Brother Wang."

He said, "There are many things and many people that I have to think about, so it is impossible to only think about Brother Wang."

Facing the obvious displeasure in those crimson pupils, the little Egyptian king's eyes curved into crescent moons with a smile.

"But, no matter what, to me, there is absolutely nothing more important than Brother Wang."

Yu Yu raised his head and looked at the person who hadn't dared to look directly at him just now.

Those ruby ​​pupils, which were similar to Atum's but much more transparent, restrained the contempt in their eyes, and just looked at him indifferently, as if they wanted to see what he was going to say.

"sorry."

What the young king said made the boy transformed into a cobra frowned again, and his eyes became more and more unhappy.

"Before this apology, I told you I'm sorry, didn't I?... So, my apology now is because of the first apology."

The young Wangdi said inexplicable words that sounded extremely laborious.

However, these words made the disgust in the black-skinned boy's eyes a lot lighter.

"It's my fault to say the most inappropriate things to you with the most inappropriate attitude."

He continued, "You want to get rid of Brother Wang's control and become a free monster; Brother Wang wants to completely solve you to ensure your own safety; and I just want to protect Brother Wang."

"We're all just doing what we're supposed to do, so there's nothing wrong with any of us."

"No matter what means you use, you must carry out your beliefs. This is a matter of course."

"So, even if I took advantage of your little affection for me, I don't need to apologize to you—or I should say that I apologize to you with that kind of pity because of that incident, which is the greatest insult to you .”

"I said sorry to you just now because of this matter."

The young brother Wang's eyes were very calm, "I have always liked you very much, this is not a lie. But if you put brother Wang in danger, I will be your enemy."

"As I said just now, for me, there is nothing more important than Brother Wang."

The cobra boy was still silent and did not speak, and his gaze on Wang Di was still cold, but the trace of disdain in the depths of his eyes had completely dissipated.

Then, as if ignoring the existence of the Egyptian prince, he directly talked to Atum.

"You're going to kill me?"

"Yes."

"...Aren't you going to tame me?"

"You won't surrender, I understand you."

"very good."

The cobra boy's round ruby ​​pupils suddenly narrowed into a slender shape, and the gloomy gaze revealed in the gap made people feel chills from the bottom of his heart.

He suddenly laughed. Although his face was completely similar to that of the young Pharaoh, he gave off an extremely dark and terrifying feeling.

"O Pharaoh of Egypt, you became a Pharaoh because of me."

"If I disappear, do you know what will happen to you?"

"When I die, all the magic power you possess will be gone; if I disappear, you will not be able to use half of the magic power for the rest of your life."

"You will no longer be able to control the golden building blocks, and you will no longer be able to summon your monster servants. You will become a complete waste that is not even as good as the lowest priest!"

"Without [King Soul], how dare you call yourself Pharaoh?...Egypt will not tolerate a trash who lost [King Soul] to continue to sit on the throne of Pharaoh."

He laughed loudly, "How dare you do anything to me, how dare you make me disappear?"

"Don't forget, if you lose me and lose [King Soul], you will no longer be a high-ranking Pharaoh!"

Game froze.

The other party was right, and Isis also said it.

All the magic power of Atum exists in the king soul, and the pharaoh also relies on the king soul to use magic power.

Once the king soul disappears...then Yatum...

However, as Yatum said, the king soul is derived from his soul.Like Atum, it never wants to be subordinated to others, so it is impossible to tame this kind of thing.

So like now, if you lose, you lose, but if you win, you lose. What is the final result of the battle...

Gently patted the head of his young brother, who was staring worriedly at him, the young Pharaoh raised his head to meet his enemy's gaze.

Those red pupils were as hot as burning flames, so brighter than the dazzling golden headdress on the Young King's forehead.

"The one who forgets is you."

The young Pharaoh said his eyes had always been sharp and resolute.

He held his head proudly.

That is the pride that belongs to the king that is fearlessly revealed from his bones at any time and no matter what he faces.

"The reason why I can become Pharaoh is not because of your existence."

He said, "On the contrary—the reason why a guy like you is qualified to be named [King Soul]..."

"Because I am the Pharaoh of Egypt!"