Pharaoh

The dark-brown boy raised his head, and the gray-white hair messily scattered on his cheeks followed his movements in a wild posture, swaying the traces of white arcs in the dark night sky.

He stood up, pushed hard with his hand, and mercilessly pushed back Yu You who had been hugging and supporting his body just now, causing him to stagger and fall to the ground.

The pupils that seemed to be emitting a faint red light in the dark glanced around casually, and passed by the priest in the air opposite, Bakula let out a sneer.

"That's interesting."

he said, arms folded across his chest, sharp jaw thrust high.

It was obvious that Priest Shaz was floating in the sky, but Bakula still had a condescending attitude.

Even though he was at the bottom, he was still full of arrogance, and he didn't even bother to look at the other party directly.

Perhaps to him, compared to the tiny priest in front of him, the magic on those movable corpses is more interesting to him.

"I see, sir, I originally wanted to praise you for the sake of your ability to control so many people."

He said, slender dark brown fingers brushing the scar on his right cheek and touching his chin.

The corners of his mouth were raised, revealing an undisguised look of disdain.

"It turned out that you were relying on other people's strength to take advantage of it——you were still a useless bastard."

"I told you."

Bakula turned his head, his pupils glowing red light looked down at Yuyu who had been pushed by him just now and fell to the ground.

He was still sneering, with a tall and straight posture, the white moonlight from the crescent moon hanging high above his head illuminated his same snow-white hair, shining like snow.

"You can't even deal with this kind of waste?"

The violet pupils and the light red pupils looked at each other, as if something invisible collided in the air and exploded sparks.

The young Wangdi looked away first, stood up, patted the dust off his body, raised his head and looked at Bakula again.

He parted his lips, as if he wanted to say something.But before he could utter a single word, Bakula suddenly turned his head back, and his originally disdainful expression became ferocious in an instant.

A ray of black light flashed past Bakula's cheek, and hit Yuyu who was standing behind Bakula.

It was Priest Shaz who had been standing aside and suddenly felt something was wrong, and made the first move——

The oppressive feeling on Bakula's body that seemed to be churning with the darkest dark power made him subconsciously give up on this guy who suddenly became obviously difficult to mess with for some reason, and wanted to deal with the other person first.

He couldn't believe that his magic would fail twice in a row.

Seeing that the priest didn't attack him, the ferocious expression on Bakula's face relaxed a little.

He turned his head to look at the Egyptian king's younger brother again, his eyes obviously showed a look of gloating and watching the show.

The whole body of the young Wangdi seemed to have small black lightning jumping, covering the whole body.

They bounced and flickered on Wang Di's skin a few times before trying to penetrate into his body.

At this moment, a golden light flashed across Wang Di's chest covered by his clothes, but it was the talisman of life that was guarding the deep sleep of Wang Di's soul, turned over impatiently, and easily removed the talisman that was aimed at it It is said that the insignificant dark power has expelled it cleanly.

"...You actually have magical power in your body."

A trace of blood seeped from the corner of Priest Shaz's lips, which was backlashed by the dark magic, and was quickly wiped away by him.

He looked at Brother Wang with gloomy eyes.

The posture of the young priest is still graceful, but there is a strange stream of light in the depths of his eyes.

He asked, "Who are you?"

Priests and priests can only rely on magic items to use magic power. Shaz can see clearly that the magic power does not come from the ornaments on Yu Yu's body, but emerges from the inside of Yu Yu's body.

The only one who can use magic power with his body alone is...

The insolent laughter that interrupted his questioning came from Bakula standing in front of the game. He and the priest with perfect and elegant manners were simply rebellious.

When Shaz, who was interrupted, looked at him, there was no displeasure in his eyes at his ignorant behavior, but he subconsciously began to be vigilant under a strange sense of oppression.

His strength is innate, so his force and arrogance are taken for granted.

"why are you laughing?"

Shaz asked, looking calm.

Of course, he didn't get an answer.

Bakura ignored him and just turned his attention to the game.

"It's really a rare show." The thief who belonged to the darkness said, "It's really good. I can actually see the priests of Egypt attacking you. I don't know what the expressions of those priests who treat you like a treasure will be when they see it."

Bakula said, "And yours..."

"Shaz!"

The thief who was interrupted in the middle of the sentence frowned unhappily, and his eyes immediately became darker.

He seemed a little impatient, the red light in his eyes frantically jumped like a flame, as if he was about to get angry.

At this moment, a hand reached out and grabbed his hand.

The thieves narrowed their slender eyes slightly, and their eyes became more and more sinister.

But the young prince who grabbed his hand looked at him without blinking, his eyes showed a strong and persistent look.

Bakula snorted lightly with his nose, lifted his chin and looked away with a hint of disdain.

The child who interrupted Bakula's words came over, his chest was heaving violently, it was obvious that he was exhausted from running just now.

But perhaps the violent ups and downs were not just due to poor breathing, mixed with it, there was also the anger gushing out from the depths of that small body.

I don't know when, the night has passed, and the newborn sunshine fell on the child's face, but it didn't add any rosy color to his cheeks.

He walked over, his steps faltering in the sunlight.

His clenched teeth showed how much pain he was suffering now.

"Why are you lying to me, Shaz!"

The young city lord approached Shaz step by step from the door, his eyes staring at Shaz seemed to spit out fire.

His eyes glanced at the countless city residents who stood upright in the same place in a daze, and the desolation that a child shouldn't have appeared on his immature face, which made his originally bad face even more obvious. The color of gray and defeat.

"God Anubis has taken all the life in this city... why are you lying to me that they are all alive!"

His eyes were angry, but there was an uncontrollable pain deep in his pupils.

"If these are all fake, then what are the things I have worked so hard to do this year! Shaz—"

He roared at his priest, the sound squeezed from the deepest part of his throat like the roar of a young animal that has lost its place.

"I once said that if you don't have the will to live, my magic will fail. If I tell you that the lives of this city are gone, you will lose the will to live."

Compared with the loss of control of the young city lord, Priest Shaz was only stunned for a moment when he first saw his city lord, and then restored his gentle and calm posture.

"My lord, I am the priest who protects your family. You are the only descendant of your family."

He replied gently, "I want to protect you, no matter what excuses and means I use."

"Everything I do is for your own good, to keep you alive."

"live--"

"Shut up Shaz!"

A clear and sharp shout interrupted his words.

The astonishment of being preempted by others when he wanted to growl made the young city lord subconsciously look sideways at the place where the sound came from.

But at the moment when he turned his head, the glare of the morning sun hurt his eyes, and he couldn't help closing them, and after a while, he slowly opened them again.

"Since all you have done is to satisfy your own desires, don't say anything hypocritical to protect him."

He heard the voice continue to speak, the words were as sharp as a blade, like the sunlight that stung his eyes just now.

"If you really think about the master you serve, you will never do such unpardonable things as imprisoning his soul and preventing him from resting in peace!"

That voice scolded his priest so cleanly.

"Shaz, don't use this disgusting lame excuse to shirk your guilt!"

The stinging pain just now made the little city lord's vision a little blurry.

The barely opened eyes could only vaguely see the vague shadow of the young man who was talking. The figure was bathed in the brilliance of the morning sun, and a golden light could be vaguely seen flashing past his chest.

A figure suddenly flashed vaguely in his mind, it was the shadow sleeping deep in his memory.

It slowly overlapped with the figure in front of him.

"I remembered..."

His wide eyes trembled suddenly, and the young city lord stared blankly at the person who almost overlapped with the figure in his memory.

"I've seen yours...Three years ago, when I was only five years old, my father took me to the enthronement ceremony in the capital..."

He walked over there, with a sleepwalking trance expression on his face.

At this moment, he seemed to have forgotten Shaz beside him, the countless dead people around him, and everything that happened to him.

At this moment, he could only see the figure of that person in his eyes.

"So it was you."

The child stumbled over and fell to his knees suddenly, his outstretched hands tightly grasping the corners of the other party's clothes.

He lowered his head, pressed his forehead tightly against the back of his hand, and made a trembling voice as if he was holding back crying.

"O great king..."

The moment the child grabbed the hem of his clothes and knelt down to him, You You showed a look of astonishment, reflexively wanted to pull away the hand that was tightly grasping the hem of his clothes, and opened his mouth to deny the child's words.

But when he held the child's cold hand, there was a look of hesitation on his face.

He glanced at Bakula who was standing beside him, Bakula sneered, turned his head and ignored him.

The young Wangdi took a deep breath, pursed his lips and thought about it, then bent down.He stretched out his hands, as if he wanted to wrap his arms around the cold body of the child who was curled up and kneeling at his feet, begging for something.

But the outstretched hand stopped halfway.

He straightened up, his clenched hands hanging by his sides.

The morning sun made his hair shine with a golden light, and the light was too bright to make it difficult to see the expression on his face at the moment.

After a while, he suddenly said,

That was the clear voice of a teenager, but at this moment, because of the slightly raised tone, it gave people an extremely cold feeling.

"The people of this city have died because of your incompetence."

"I'm sorry, Wang... please forgive me... I really tried very hard, but..."

"I will not forgive you."

The child was silent for a while, then slowly let go of his hand.

He put his body on the ground, pressed his forehead tightly to the ground, and pleaded guilty to his king in the posture of a sinner.

"Yes, everything is my incompetence, please come down."

"So, this city cannot continue to be ruled by you."

"……Ugh?"

"Listen, I'm going to take this city back and give it to someone capable of ruling it."

Priest Shaz, who had been standing on the sidelines and watching the situation calmly, changed his expression the moment he heard the young prince say these words.

"Wait a moment!"

He uttered a voice to stop it, but at this moment his expression finally burst, but he could no longer stop the young prince from declaring to the young city lord.

"You are no longer the master of this city."

The child kneeling on the ground raised his head, his eyes no longer had the desolation before.

Those words were like a spell that broke everything, liberating those heavy and unbearable things that had been pressing heavily on his heart for a long time that almost made him unable to breathe, and made his face glow like a child again. look.

He smiled brightly at the rising sun in the east.

"My lord father...I'm sorry, I failed to keep my promise to become a powerful city lord."

He said that his face showed a trance-like look of sleepwalking.

But his blurred eyes were truly shining with joy.

"But now I can finally go to you and my mother..."

He closed his eyes and exhaled lightly.

The moment he closed his eyes, his body melted into the air.

The bright and red diamond-shaped gem fell from the air to the ground with a crisp crashing sound, rolled again, and fell to the young Wangdi's feet.

You You lowered his head, under the shadow of the sun, he couldn't see most of his face clearly, only his lower lip was bitten tightly, with deep teeth marks.

Then, he bent down, trying to pick up the diamond-shaped gemstone at his feet.

But the moment his fingertips were about to touch the gem, the gem suddenly moved, and then flew up to avoid Yu Yu's hand.

You Yu looked up in astonishment, watching the gem fall into the hands of Priest Shaz.

"I don't know why the city lord regards you as the pharaoh, but you are not, your age is too different from the king, you deceived him!"

Shaz said, holding the gem in his hand and staring at the game, the calm and calm mask finally shattered at this moment.

There was a look of anger and hatred on that handsome face.

"Even if the Lord of the City is unwilling to guard this city... I will continue to guard it when I am the only one left! As long as I am still around, no one can disrupt its order!"

As he shouted uncontrollably and waved the scepter of the two snakes in his hand, the corpses of those city residents who had been standing still were about to move again, swarming towards Yuyu and Bakula at the edge of the platform.

"Hey."

The thief who had been standing on the sidelines with his hands folded and his chest in a stern look made a strange tone as if he was spitting.

He suddenly reached out and grabbed the clothes on the chest of Wang Di who was behind him, and pulled it forcefully to his side, almost lifting his whole body.

Fearing that his clothes would be torn, the young brother had no choice but to stand on tiptoe, staring at Bakula unhappily with a pair of violet eyes.

"Listen, sir, I will only help you this time."

Bakula said coldly, without looking at the game, he just grabbed his clothes and threw the game aside, pushing it to the ground again.

And he himself pulled the golden key out of his clothes, and cast a gloomy glance at Priest Shaz.

There was also a hint of sarcasm in the coldness.

I didn't see how Bakula moved, and suddenly a golden-red light gushed out of him, rushing out in all directions like a majestic ocean wave.

The dark red light covered the sky and covered the whole city in an instant, suppressing the brilliance of the rising sun in the sky.

Wherever the light went, the corpses of all the city residents fell to the ground like puppets with broken strings, without a sound.Priest Shaz, who was the first to bear the brunt, covered his eyes with his hands at the moment when the golden red light shone, let out a painful muffled groan, fell from the air to the ground, and coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood.

The scepter made of twin snakes in his hand also fell to the ground and rolled a few times.

Shaz coughed in pain, but at the same time resisted the pain and reached out to grab the fallen scepter.

Priests can only rely on magic tools to use magic.

Shaz put the scepter on the ground, and barely stood up with its support.He wiped away the blood on the corner of his lips, but coughed hard again, and coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood again.

His long black hair was messily scattered on his cheeks that were still stained with coughed up blood, making him look particularly embarrassed.

He raised his head, and saw the dark-brown boy who broke the magic circle that he had spent a long time setting up in one fell swoop seemed to be half-kneeling on the ground because of exhaustion of strength.

But the boy still supported his body stubbornly, viciously grabbing the clothes on the chest of the fair-skinned boy who was trying to hold him up.

"Brother Wang, if there is something wrong with my uncle's health, you can be buried with me!"

The boy made a dark threat, then closed his eyes and fell forward on the ground before passing out.

The golden key on his chest hit the bluestone slab on the ground, making a crisp knocking sound.

Shaz took one look, then managed to get to his feet.

He let out a breath and looked at the two teenagers with a look of hatred in their eyes.

"...Everyone who disrupts the order of this city must die!"

He spat out these words with the last of his strength, raised the scepter in his hand and pointed it at the two teenagers, uttering a curse that cursed life.

But nothing happened.

That golden-red light possessed a huge magical power that he could not resist and made him crushed. The moment it penetrated his body, it had completely erased the traces of resonance with the magic device in his body.

He can no longer use magic.

"Are you angry?...Forget it, that has nothing to do with me."

When Shaz was in a trance and dazed because of the loss of power, the voice of the boy who had scolded him at the beginning came again.

"All I know is that you shouldn't take what doesn't belong to you."

He stared blankly at the young man, but saw that the other boy drew a blood-stained short sword from another young man.

Then, the sharp dagger that looked like a young man's sharp gaze suddenly whizzed towards him like an arrow that left the string.

The boy looked at him with obvious anger in his eyes.

"Give me back my things—!"

Keng!

The double snake scepter in Shaz's hand was stabbed by the dagger and flew out, and he also staggered two steps backward because of the vibration of the scepter and dagger.

He forcefully stopped his footsteps that wanted to retreat because of inertia, because there was no way to retreat.

Take another step back, and there is a clear sky that is smashed to pieces.

Because no one could stop the already flooded flames from burning fiercely under the mansion, its flames rushed straight up, and the hem of his robe was violently thrown up.

Shaz stood on the top of the tall mansion, with fierce burning flames under his feet.

His long black hair fluttered endlessly in the flames, and even the traces of blood on his cheeks were even more gorgeous.

The cold light of the blade of the dagger bathed in the morning sun was aimed at his throat, and the violet pupils of the young man standing opposite him were sharp and bright, burning like the burning flames under his feet, full of what he was trying to do. The city that has been maintained is full of vitality that has never been seen before.

That is the breath full of sunshine that only the living have.

"...I heard that person call you Wangdi?"

Xia Zi suddenly spoke and let out a chuckle, "Forget it, at this time, it doesn't matter who you are."

he said, slowly raising his right hand.

The bright red diamond-shaped gemstone shone beautifully in his palm, attracting the attention of the young prince.

"Two years ago, a powerful force suddenly fell from the sky and fell into the mountains in the east." He said, "That powerful force attracted me, and I finally found it after going through untold hardships in the mountains. "

"The monster dragon sleeps peacefully in the mountains. I dare not disturb it, but I found this by accident." Shaz moved his right hand, "I am afraid of the unimaginably huge power it conceives. Fortunately, it It seems to have exhausted its strength and is sleeping, so I can seal it in the gem."

"I am the priest who guards this city. This is something I have decided since I was born."

He narrated lightly, but suddenly changed the subject when he said this.

"More than a year ago, the god of Anubis came to this city with a plague. Although I was protected by the gods and survived, I could only watch the city owner and everyone in the city die one by one... In the end, only me and the dying son of the city lord are left in this city."

"I used the power contained in this cluster of flames to forcibly pull him back from the brink of death, but as I said before, if he has no sense of survival, my magic is useless..."

"So, I once again used the power of flames to suppress the breath of death in the entire city, and sealed the souls of the dead citizens in their bodies, making them think that they are not dead yet, and continue to live the same life as before... …to keep the city as it was before … alive.”

The red flames swayed in the depths of Shaz's pupils, making the expression in his eyes faintly visible.

He said, "...the City Lord is a good boy."

"He thinks that since he has taken on the responsibility of the former city lord, he must live desperately to rule the city."

The moment the long black hair brushed past, Shaz's eyes closed, as if trying to cover up some surging emotion in his eyes.

Then, his eyes opened again, looking at the game.

In that gaze, there was pain, bitterness, hatred, and relief.

"You're right, everything I did was not to protect him."

Shaz's lips slowly opened and closed, and the vaguely bitter voice seemed to melt into the air the moment it came out of his lips.

"Probably... I just don't want to admit..."

He said softly, "The city I have guarded since I was a child is dead..."

He stretched his right hand slightly back and raised it.

The red gemstone lying quietly in his palm flew up and was thrown into the air by him.

Then, it drew an arc in the air and fell straight from the sky.

Below it, the scorching tongues of ferocious burning flames spewed out at it, making it shine brilliant red.

The sharp short sword fell on the bluestone board and made a crisp impact sound.

The white hands, which were almost translucent under the firelight, stretched out into the air with all their strength——

The swirling bright red diamond-shaped gem fell into the outstretched hands below it.

It is held tightly in the palm of your hand.

The hands that held it tightly stuck it to the closest place to the centrifugal opening.

The sound of the wind whizzed by, and the game seemed to hear the sound of the wind in the haze.

The moment his mind went blank while staring at the gem falling, his body's own reaction caused him to fall from the top of the tall mansion.

He saw the fiery flame below open its crimson petals as if welcoming him——

He subconsciously closed his eyes out of fear——

He closed his eyes, so he didn't see the red light blooming from between his clenched fingers.

The crimson light surged out with an unstoppable momentum, illuminating half of the sky, forcing the morning sun in the sky to dim a bit, as if it dared not compete with it.

The falling body of the game suddenly stopped in the air.

His whole body was suspended above the flames, it looked as if the flames surrounded him and lifted him up.

The softness of the flame was like the warm feeling of being hugged by someone from the skin, allowing his body, which was stiff and tense due to fear, to slowly relax.

He shook hands hard, feeling that there was nothing in his hands.

A pair of warm arms hugged his body.

He wanted to open his eyes, but suddenly he was a little afraid to open them. After hesitating for a while, he carefully opened his eyes with a gap.

"another me……"

His eyes slowly opened wide, blinked, but were still half closed, and made a small sound that seemed to be humming softly. There was a trace of grievance in the immature tone, like a frightened man curled up in the arms of his master and acted like a baby. The gesture of a kitten looking for comfort.

The young king, who was holding him and suspended above the flames, smiled softly at him.

The dark purple-colored pupils are translucent, and when the light passes through, they seem to have soft arcs like water ripples.

"Thank you, buddy."

The translucent but still warm hand was gently placed on Yu Yu's forehead, and the soothing feeling conveyed by the skin-to-skin contact came through little by little, making his gradually relaxed body feel tired .

"You did very well."

As if the soft voice was close to his ears, he seemed to be able to feel the warm breath passing by his ears in a daze.

"Leave the rest to me."

He curled up in that familiar and warm embrace, closed his eyes and fell into a peaceful sleep.

The ancient Pharaoh raised his head, and the bright sunlight fell on his handsome but stern cheeks, and the soft look of coaxing his partner in his arms to sleep faded away the moment he raised his head.

His sharp golden hair flew up in the wind, passing over his sharp eyebrows and eyes.

What appeared on his face at this moment was a look of coldness and arrogance that was worse than the cold winter.

His movements of embracing the person in his arms are still extremely gentle, but what shines out of the deep purple-colored pupils is a shocking and cold meaning that is completely inconsistent with his movements.

The scorching flames under his body seemed to shrink his body in horror because of the powerful force spreading from his body.

At this moment, the ground trembled as if trembling, and even the whole city shook violently.

A long cry of a dragon resounded from the mountains in the east, and the legendary dragon, which had been sleeping for two years, finally woke up from its deep sleep under the call of its master——