Rocot: Reborn

"I am..." The tall figure paused, and the golden light slightly retracted, revealing a weathered yet extremely handsome face, as if it was a perfect work carefully crafted by an artist, and every line revealed an inviolable majesty.

Roccod's pupils shrank suddenly. From those golden eyes, he saw the endless galaxy, the birth and destruction of the universe, and the long river of time flowing quietly in it. It was a power beyond mortals, a power that was enough to control everything.

"The God of Creation..." Roccod's voice was extremely dry, as if it was forced out from the depths of his throat.

"Kid, you've got the wrong person," the figure chuckled, and the sound echoed in Roccod's ears like the sound of nature, "I'm just a passerby who happened to pass by here and sensed this evil aura, so I took action."

"A passerby..." Roccod gave a bitter smile. How could there be such a coincidence in the world? Moreover, the person in front of him possessed the power of the God of Creation. How could he be just a "passerby"?

"You don't have to doubt it," the figure seemed to see through Rocot's thoughts and said lightly, "Although I have some insignificant power, I have long stopped interfering in the affairs of this world. This time I took action only because I couldn't stand the rampage of this evil force."

As he spoke, he raised the golden scepter in his hand and lightly tapped it. A golden light instantly enveloped Roccod.

"Ah!" Rocot screamed in pain. The evil power that invaded his body struggled frantically, trying to tear him apart, but in front of the golden light, it was as powerless as an ant.

"Hold on, child," the figure's voice remained calm, "Although this force is strong, it cannot harm you."

As the golden light continued to pour in, Rocot felt his consciousness gradually returning to clarity, and the dark power that wanted to devour him gradually subsided, and finally disappeared without a trace.

"Hoo...Hoo..." Rocot panted heavily, his clothes soaked with cold sweat. He struggled to stand up, looking at the god-like existence in front of him, his heart filled with gratitude and awe.

"Thank you for your help, senior. I am very grateful." Rocot bowed deeply.

"No need to be so polite," the figure smiled, "It's just a small favor."

"May I ask your name, senior? I will definitely repay you for saving my life today!" said Lokod sincerely.

"The name is just a code name, you don't have to worry about it," the figure shook his head, "I have eliminated the evil power in your body, but you must remember that the source of this power is still there. You must be extremely careful in your future actions."

Lokod's heart trembled. He knew that the other party was referring to the pyramid and the terrifying existence sealed in the pyramid.

"I've made note of this," Rocot nodded solemnly. "May I ask, Senior, what is sealed in that pyramid?"

"That is..." The figure was about to speak, but his expression suddenly changed and he looked up at the sky.

"Oh no, someone's coming!"

Before Lokod could react, a powerful pressure descended from the sky and blocked the entire space.

"Who is it? How dare you trespass into the forbidden area!" A cold and majestic voice echoed between heaven and earth.

Then, a figure wearing a black robe and a golden mask slowly descended from the sky.

"It's you!" Rocot's pupils shrank suddenly and he recognized the person who came. It was the mysterious man who entered the pyramid with him before.

"Haha, I didn't expect you to be still alive," the mysterious man sneered, his eyes falling on the tall figure next to Rocot, "Who is this...?"

"It has nothing to do with you," the tall figure said coldly, "You are not welcome here, leave quickly, I can pretend that nothing happened."

"Haha, you are so arrogant!" The mysterious man sneered, "Who do you think you are? How dare you point fingers in front of me!"

"You're looking for death!" A trace of anger flashed in the eyes of the tall figure, and he raised the golden scepter in his hand, ready to attack.

"stop!"

At this moment, a delicate cry suddenly rang out, and then a red figure appeared beside the mysterious man like lightning. It was Alia!

"Brother, are you okay?" Alia ran to Rocot with an anxious look on her face and looked him up and down.

"I'm fine," Rocot shook his head, but his eyes were fixed on the mysterious man next to Alia, "Who are you? Why did you betray me?"

"Betray?" The mysterious man laughed as if he had heard a funny joke. "Lockold, you think too highly of yourself, don't you? Who do you think you are? Are you worthy of being betrayed by me?"

"You..." Roccod was suddenly speechless, a surge of anger rushing to his head.

"Brother, stop talking nonsense with him, kill him!" A hint of ruthlessness flashed in Alia's eyes, and suddenly a dagger flashing with cold light appeared in her hand, and she stabbed at Rocot fiercely!

Rocot looked at Arya in disbelief. The gentle smile in his eyes was as cold as the tongue of a poisonous snake. "Arya, what...what did you say?" His voice trembled, as if he could not bear this sudden betrayal.

Alia sneered and stabbed Rokod's heart with the dagger in her hand without mercy. "Brother? Stop being disgusting! From the moment I stepped into this pyramid and became an apostle of 'Him', the bond between you and me was broken!"

"Him?" Roccod's heart sank. Could it be that Arya was also corrupted by the evil power? He dodged Arya's attack by leaning sideways, but he didn't expect that the mysterious man had been waiting for a long time and hit him on the back with a palm.

"Puff!" Roccod spat out a mouthful of blood and fell heavily to the ground. He struggled to get up, but he felt a surge of blood in his body and his vision went black.

"Haha, Rokod, you have come to this day!" The mysterious man laughed triumphantly, approaching Rokod step by step. "You think you are in control of everything, but you don't know that you are just a pawn in the hands of 'Him'! Now, your usefulness has ended!"

"You...what on earth do you want to do?" Rocot asked through gritted teeth.

"What?" The mysterious man sneered, "Of course... open the door to eternity!"

"The Gate of Eternity?" Roccod's heart trembled. He remembered the strange pattern he had seen on the ancient altar before. Could it be...

Before he could figure it out, Alia had already walked in front of him and looked down at him. "Brother, blame yourself for being too arrogant and stupid! Do you think you can really control that power? You are just a poor creature being played around by it!"

"Aliya, wake up! He wants to use you, use you to open that damn door and drag this world into the abyss!" Rocot yelled at the top of his lungs.

"Shut up!" Arya stepped on Rocot's chest. "Who do you think you are? What qualifications do you have to teach me? You are just a madman whose power has gone to his head!"

Rocot looked at Arya in despair, his eyes full of pain and anger. He didn't understand why his once kind and gentle sister had become like this? Was it all his fault?

"That's enough, Alia," the mysterious man waved his hand impatiently. "Kill him and let's get down to business."

Alia nodded and raised the dagger in her hand again. "Goodbye, brother!"

"Stop!"

At this critical moment, a majestic voice suddenly sounded, and then a golden light descended from the sky, blowing Alia away.

Locot looked up and saw the tall figure slowly walking towards him, his eyes full of pity and sorrow.

"My child, you have suffered."