Pharaoh

At the moment when the gate to the underground palace was opened, the seven golden artifacts of Egypt shone bright golden light at the same time.

In the Pharaoh's bedroom, the golden blocks at the head of the bed awakened the sleeping boy king with dazzling golden light.

The young Pharaoh sat up, and the semi-melted gold ring tied by a thin chain lay quietly on the soft bed. In the gorgeous pupils.

The golden hair melted by the purest gold is flying endlessly in the airflow emitted by the golden building blocks, and the shadow it casts on the handsome face of the Boy King covers half of his face, only the sharp tight lips can be seen. Squeeze tightly.

The young Pharaoh's right hand, which was pressed on the bed, was tightly curled up. It was so tightly strangled that the knuckles were a little white.

Then, releasing his clenched fist, the young Pharaoh grabbed the golden blocks and the chain of the golden ring and got out of bed.

He strode towards the door, and on the way he stretched out his left hand and grabbed the cloak hanging on the side.

The door that was suddenly pushed open by the young king was overwhelmed and made a loud noise, which woke up the guards and maids on duty not far away, and they rushed to kneel in front of the Pharaoh.

"Call Seth, Mahat, Xia Da and others immediately!"

The young Pharaoh spoke, and impatiently put the cloak on his body. The deep voice that was suppressed with all his strength was brewing a storm that would erupt at any time.

The two chains of different thicknesses he was holding on his right hand had already sunk deeply into his light brown skin, leaving not a little traces.

The strong sense of coercion spreading from him in all directions oppressed all the servants to curl up and crawl on the ground, not daring to raise their heads.

The young pharaoh is angry.

There was no need to look up, the tight air around him had already made everyone understand that the pharaoh was in a rage at the moment.

A gust of wind suddenly blew up, blowing the corners of everyone's clothes flying endlessly.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this is just a sudden and rare strong night wind.

The young Pharaoh raised his head, his eyes were wide open, and through the huge skylight with almost one wall open, the temple of the sun god Ra in the distant night was reflected in his eyes, and golden lights burned in his crimson pupils. flame.

The scene reflected in his eyes could only be seen by those with powerful magic power - the temple of the sun god burning with golden flames suddenly.

That strong wind was not an ordinary wind, it was a strong air current of unknown cause that suddenly spread in all directions centered on the temple.

"king--"

"Pharaoh!"

Perhaps there was no need for the young Pharaoh to send someone to summon them, because the high priests who noticed the strangeness rushed to their king's side immediately because of the warnings from the golden artifacts they held.

Seeing the young pharaoh standing alone outside the room, Seth was startled, and looked down to see the golden ring dangling under the pharaoh's right hand on a thin chain.

The azure pupils shrank slightly, Seth lowered his eyes, and slowly clenched the hands beside him.

really……

The hand on the side was clenched slightly, and then slowly loosened.

The young high priest lowered his head, perhaps trying to cover up the expression on his face.

He should be angry, just like before because of this trouble-making younger brother—but he didn't, he lowered his head, with an extremely complicated expression on his face, but there was no trace of anger.

really……

Perhaps only these two words can express his mood at the moment.

Before that, it wasn't that Seth didn't notice something was wrong with the young prince, and it wasn't that he didn't try to find him to explain clearly.

【Under the dazzling sunlight that day, the white boy smiled at him, half of that immature face was soaked in blood. 】 Seth never forgets.

So, he couldn't speak.

So, he didn't want to speak.

Crimson eyes fixed on his three great priests, and the young pharaoh's fingers pointed outward, in the direction of the shrine.

"See?"

Atum's tone was more affirmative than questioning.

The three great priests looked at each other and nodded.

They all saw the aura of burning golden flames surrounding the temple—a magical flame that only those with powerful magical power can see.

They could feel an extremely large and terrifying force coming from that direction, which was why they rushed to Pharaoh's side in a hurry.

"king!"

Seeing that the young pharaoh seemed to be planning to go to the temple, Priest Xia Da subconsciously stopped him.

"You haven't figured out the source of this power yet, it's too dangerous for you to rush there!"

What answered him was the dark blue cloak of the young pharaoh flying past his eyes and the back of the pharaoh striding away.

Xia Da couldn't help but opened his mouth to persuade, but was stopped by Mahat at the side.

"Stop talking, Shada."

"But, Mahart—"

"It's useless for you to say anything." Mahat watched the young Pharaoh's back with a heavy expression on his face, "Don't worry, that power should not be harmful to the king... If it is that person..."

He said something vaguely, and followed Seth in the direction where Pharaoh left.

With a puzzled look on his face, Xia Da also followed closely.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the night sky in Egypt tonight is still pitch black without a trace of light.But in the eyes of some people, that light has already illuminated the entire Egyptian night sky.

The temple of Ra burning with golden flames, the temple of Osiris burning with red flames, and the great obelisk Obelisk burning with blue flames—

The young pharaoh who rushed over saw the high priest standing in front of the huge temple of the sun god Ra at a glance, and he subconsciously slowed down.

The old high priest stood in front of the gate of the temple, looking up at the giant obelisk Obelisk in front of him. The golden flames burning in the temple next to him illuminated half of his face full of vicissitudes and wrinkles.

He turned slowly, and his bright eyes looked at the young pharaoh who was walking quickly towards him.

A sigh flashed in the eyes of the old priest.

"king……"

"The golden box enshrined in the shrine of Ra has been taken away," he said.

He did not say who took it.

However, there are only three people in the palace who can touch the golden box. Now, it is self-evident who took the golden box.

The boy king didn't answer, and the light of different colors of void flames flashed across his face one by one, making his face fall into the shadows.

"Lord Simon, do you know what brother Wang wants to do?"

After hesitating for a while, Seth finally couldn't help but ask.

Although he sensed that something was wrong with Brother Wang recently, he still couldn't figure out what the purpose of Brother Wang was.

He didn't think that Brother Wang, who was so cowardly and irritable, would do such troublesome things as revenge.

That guy... There is no such thing as easily hurting others.

"The Three Gods have already activated."

Without directly answering Seth's question, the old high priest looked back at the three huge clusters of flames burning under the night sky and murmured, with extremely complicated expressions in his eyes.

"The day my brother and the golden box appeared in the palace, I also felt a little bit of the power of the three gods."

"Seth." The old high priest called the junior's name, but his gaze remained in the sky, "You always wanted to know how the younger brother sneaked into the palace, didn't you?"

Seth was taken aback for a moment, he didn't know why the high priest would bring up something that he had almost forgotten at this moment.

"That's not your fault... because Brother Wang didn't sneak in, but was sent to Egypt by the golden box, to be precise, he was sent to the king who owns the golden building blocks."

"If I'm not wrong, my brother's hometown should be in an extremely remote place that cannot be reached by manpower alone... I don't know whether the former king used the magic power of the golden box to transport them The mother and child were sent to a distant place, perhaps in order to avoid the tragedy of fighting for the throne from happening again between his two children..."

"But he didn't expect that the golden blocks and the golden box echoed each other, so the golden box brought Wangdi back to Egypt after so many years."

"It is precisely because of this that the magic power of the golden box was exhausted. When I saw the golden box for the first time, I found that the power contained in it was almost exhausted."

"It stands to reason that at least for hundreds of years, the golden box has no power to activate again. But Brother Wang is very smart. He has discovered that the golden box is not invalid but just lacks magic power. He also knows... "

When High Priest Simon said this, he paused slightly.

"The golden box can be activated by the power of the three gods to bring him back..."

"shut up!"

The one who interrupted the high priest was the boy king who clenched the half-melted gold ring in his hand. His fist was curled up tightly, and the hard ring had sunk deeply into his palm.

"I am the Pharaoh of Egypt!"

The young pharaoh said that the crimson pupils were like bright rubies taken out of the scorching flames and placed in the icy snow, which were rapidly cooled to zero in an instant.

That sharp and cold gaze made people shudder.

"No one can leave Egypt without my permission!"

The dark blue cloak fluttered, and the flying golden hair brushed past the cold crimson pupils, refracting cold light under the burning flames.

The young pharaoh stepped past High Priest Simon and strode in the direction of the giant obelisk Obelisk.

The old priest stared at the young king's back, which was mostly covered by the flying dark blue cloak. He was silent, and his bright and wise eyes were deeply settled, making it impossible to see what he was thinking at the moment.

"Master Simon, why did the three gods activate?"

Priest Xia Da, who didn't seem to understand but understood the key point, frowned and asked, "Only the Pharaohs who have golden building blocks can control the three gods. Why can my brother..."

"Yes, only Pharaoh can summon and rule the three gods. Brother Wang should not have the ability to communicate with the three gods."

High Priest Simon said, with a wry smile on his face, "But, the king and you have given him such abilities now."

"Master Simon, I don't understand."

"Seth, Mahat, Shada."

The old priest walked forward with a cane, and he said, "Let those ordinary guards stay outside, so as not to defile the holy temple."

The three high priests obeyed the order of the most honorable high priest in Egypt, and they all turned around and ordered their confidantes to retreat outside with the guards, and at the same time forbid others to step into the temple group.

However, just as Seth gave an order, the old priest who had already walked a short distance spoke again.

"Cersi stays."

Sisi, who was just about to retreat, was taken aback, then quickly stepped forward, following the steps of several great priests.

The obelisk Obelisk is on the side of Ra's temple, and High Priest Simon and several high priests soon came to the huge obelisk.

There is no need for them to bother looking for it. On the side of Obelisk, an ancient and ancient gate is extremely conspicuous.

Concerned about the safety of the pharaoh who had disappeared into the dark staircase, Mahat hurried down, and the high priest Xia Da followed closely behind him.

Glancing at the high priest with a stable expression, Seth frowned, with a hint of anxiety in his eyes.

However, at this time, Sisi, the only guard who followed, let out a muffled groan because he was viciously bounced off by an invisible mysterious force in front of the door.

"Only people from the Egyptian royal family who have the blood of the gods and those who have the golden artifact bestowed by the gods can pass through this gate."

High Priest Simon said, stretching out the long cane in his right hand, a ray of light shot out from the cane and landed on Sisi, making him glow with a faint light.

"Even I can only lead one person through this gate."

Sisi, who was protected by High Priest Simon, quickly stood up under the signal of his master, and this time, he passed the gate smoothly.

The old priest turned around and took the lead towards the stairs that almost spiraled vertically down into the darkness.

He walked fast and steady.

His voice came from the darkness.

"Seth, it is the king and you who gave the younger brother the power to activate the three gods."

The words of the old priest made Seth pause, and then continued to walk down.

He couldn't see the expression on the face of the high priest walking in front, but he could hear the bitter smile in that sentence.

"A drop of God's blood turns into the mysterious life slate 'Resurrection of the Dead'."

"The Egyptian royal family has inherited the blood of the gods, but over the years, it is inevitable that the blood has gradually become thinner."

"Brother Wang was resurrected with a drop of God's blood, and now he has become the person with the purest blood of God in the royal family... Even better than me and the Pharaoh."

"Only the pharaohs recognized by the golden building blocks have the qualifications to control the three gods, so my brother is still unable to summon the three gods."

The old priest spoke slowly, his voice was not loud, but every word was extremely loud.

"However, he doesn't need to summon them, he only needs to borrow their power - the three gods will not refuse such a small request as the king's brother who is a descendant of the gods."

The rapid panting sound became more and more clear and obvious in this dark enclosed space, and it echoed on the stairs along with the hurried footsteps.

In the darkness, on this staircase that seemed to have no end in sight, the young Pharaoh was running down quickly.

Even as the Pharaoh of Egypt, he knew this place a long time ago, but it was the first time he came here in person.

The light of the golden building blocks on Yatum's chest flickered, making the expressions of the monsters on the countless brightly colored murals receding rapidly on both sides of the stairs all the more ferocious in the flickering light.

A thin chain was wrapped around his beige right hand, and the gold ring dangled as the hand swung back and forth rapidly.

A sudden, violent jolt from the stairs stopped the young pharaoh in his tracks.

He raised his head, even if he couldn't see it, he could feel a powerful magic power erupting in front of his feet, and the golden building blocks on his chest seemed to echo with it, shining a dazzling golden light.

His heart couldn't stop sinking.

【If I can choose, I want to go back to my hometown. 】

【I will not resent Brother Wang. 】

Atum's right hand clenched again, the thin chain wrapped around his hand.

He ran down again.

Soon, under the light of the golden building blocks on his chest, he saw a huge gate not far below that was exactly the same as the one on the ground.

Suddenly the steps under his feet vibrated again, only this time, the young Pharaoh quickened his pace instead.

He had already heard the familiar voice from the open door.

"Sunra's Pterosaur, Osiris' Sky Dragon, Obelisk's Colossus—"

The boy's clear voice was very clear in this empty place.

"You who guard Egypt on behalf of the gods, in the name of the descendants of the gods, please lend me your strength."

The moment the young Pharaoh stepped into the gate, a violent hurricane burst out suddenly, causing violent airflow to rush out.

The dark blue cloak fluttered wildly behind the pharaoh standing at the door.

The dazzling light that was even stronger than the scorching sun made the young king subconsciously raise his arms to cover his eyes, and the sudden burst of powerful magic power caused the surging airflow to make his golden hair fly up in a mess.

The golden box emitted a bright golden light and flew up from the young brother Wang's hand, suspended in mid-air.

The rays of light of different colors shot out from the stone slabs of the three gods formed three thick beams of light, which shot straight into the gold box. The more dazzling light from the gold box illuminated the underground temple like daylight.

It was extremely bright, and the gold box slowly opened in midair.

Its slightly open slits spit out a thin sheet of light.

The light fell on the ground and suddenly extended upwards rapidly.

In less than a second, a huge door formed by pure light appeared on the ground out of thin air.

It is looming in the light, and the door is tightly closed.

In the center of the gate, the light talisman of the huge Eye of Horus shines brightly.

A ray of light from the Eye of Horus on the gold box landed on the light symbol of the huge Eye of Horus, and the door suddenly shook, and the tight door opened little by little.

The two doors of light slowly opened outwards, and the Eye of Horus on the door was split in half from the middle because of the opening of the door.

The young Wangdi walked towards the slowly opened door, and the long shadow stretched by the light ahead stepped on his feet.

The strong air flow from the open door caused his golden hair to fly backwards.

The back of his younger brother was clearly reflected in the bright red eyes. The young Pharaoh's hand was stretched forward, and the light brown fingertips protruding straight out had been stretched as far as they could bear.

The outstretched fingers seemed to be trying to grab something in front of nothing.

But the huge temple made the distance between them too far away, and the distance of nearly a thousand meters made touching each other a luxury.

The semi-melted golden ring tied on the thin chain leaped in the air, and a light-colored light reflected from its edge.

The brilliance of the distant gate gradually enveloped the back of the young prince.

The crimson pupils, as gorgeous as rubies, suddenly widened, and a rare look of panic flashed through the depths of the Young King's eyes along with a bright light.