The King and the Priest[Comprehensive]

In fact, apart from the very popular chat area, there is also a forum with almost zero popularity in an unknown online forum called Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

Pull the page to the bottom and look at the most inconspicuous corner—it should have been quite popular, but unexpectedly not many people paid attention to it—the strange place of "Tree Hole District" is there.

As the name suggests, the tree hole area is specially opened for altar friends to vent their emotions through the Internet without any scruples.

Although they are all on the Internet, for many people, the vest is still a layer of skin, and it is difficult to reveal the secrets of the heart in a place where countless strangers can see them at any time.

The tree hole area is also an anonymous area, and all topics and comments are hidden from the id of the poster and replyer.

Friends who come here can choose to vent negative emotions in a low-key way, or simply have a tree hole for talking to themselves and write everything for themselves.

Basically, people who come to the anonymous area are just venting, and communicating with people in the real-name area is enough, and I really don’t have the mood to pick up the same tree holes, which makes my mood worse...

Say so.

The truth is, the vast majority of forum members said that they don’t need to go to the anonymous tree hole, what’s not happy, go to the chat area to see gay flirts and magic sticks write poems and blow two, and you will be happy immediately up.

What, occasionally you need to wear anonymity and tear up with disliked netizens?

What a joke!A real man would have to frankly talk back and forth - well, take it back quickly, the focus is suddenly off.

In short, for some helpless reasons, the tree hole area is idle most of the time, and the few dying posts floating on the homepage are always there, and they are not replaced every ten days and a half months.

Under such circumstances, it is rare for someone to wander in on a whim. Even if they click in, they will basically not pay more attention to the lifeless life that has not moved for hundreds of years.

Unsurprisingly, the tree hole area is also shrouded in haze today.

Not half active, even if a new tree hole thread finally appeared after 800 years, it is like a stone thrown into a huge black hole of unknown depth, only hearing the muffled sound that is gradually going away, without the slightest echo.

However, today's protagonist seems to be this rare new post in the tree hole area.

The title is inexplicable, and it is not the content and format that ordinary people can understand or are willing to click to read.

Since it was posted, this new post has been suspended at the first place on the homepage of Shudong District.

Half of it has to do with the fact that there are no posters replying to updates other than it, and the other half of the unexpected is the problem of the post itself.

Anonymous posts are updated with dizzying speed.

This person may be a poor guy who is inconvenient to reveal his identity in the next area, but he is really hesitant at the moment, and needs to find a place where no one can notice him.

Anonymous sent a lot of content at one time. Although the detailed content was not stated on the Internet, this general text can still make the viewer aware of the dilemma he is facing at the moment.

Not only that.

If the viewer really exists, they will definitely be able to further feel the... obsession of this anonymous person in this paragraph of text!

[I have found a great 'idol', why am I...how can I get closer to him? 】

This is the first sentence without cause and effect.

Leaving aside the clueless background, the following content of this tree hole post is displayed in front of the viewer in turn, and... layer by layer, very regular!

[Sure enough, I must persevere, I want to become a useful person enough not to tarnish that name.So what to do? 】

[Should have grown a lot, but not enough.What can I do to shorten this seemingly insurmountable obstacle, is it forever...]

【......Ah, how could it be, the same person? 】

— Tangled.

The words that appear between the lines are all the same word.

When this anonymous person wrote this, he probably suffered an extremely severe blow, which caused the logic to be messed up, and the following words could not be connected into a piece.

Afterwards, he was silent for a while, and then he seemed to have recovered with difficulty, and began to write:

[It's okay, this is also a good thing.I have to be tougher on myself. 】

Without mentioning why, it became a "good thing". The anonymous person posted a few more content with unclear meaning, and then posted this tree hole at the top of the area where no one cares about it.

Posted until today.

The latest reply that appeared seemed to be slightly different from the previous one.

The logic of the anonymous person remains clear. It is obvious that today he just had a sudden and quite strong emotional ups and downs, to the point where he had to confide in an unknown place.

【How dare they. 】

[These insidious people who dare not show their faces in the sun are as ugly as rotten mud, how dare they——]

How angry, but also how excited.

This anonymous person doesn't seem to be very good at swearing, but the words written in anger still use the deepest description of hatred.

Others would never have imagined that the person next door who wrote hymns with gorgeous words would go to the anonymous group to post another post, this time with an extremely angry speech.

Of course—anger is anger, "that who" (let's just refer to it perfunctorily) can only scold so much.

One more point would be too much, so he closed it quickly, and the next moment he returned to a calm and unhesitating tone.

[Since this is the case, parrying and giving back is the best way to deal with it.Oh, curse...]

This "huh" seems a little scary.

[It's my fault to waste time for such scumbags, but it's just a curse, at best it's a kind of practice. 】

Change, isn't it a little fast?

[What kind of curse is used?Maybe someone should try it out first.Who to choose, huh...]

I always feel that the tone is getting more and more dangerous.

【—Is there any other candidates?of course not. 】

moment!

The cold air leaking from the text is really too much, and it will definitely make innocent passers-by who happen to break into this post tremble and shudder violently.

The owner of this post obviously didn't say anything, but it gave people a strong sense of "this person is very dangerous and scary".

It seems that he will create earth-shattering big news with his own hands in the next second, and the silt he mentioned to himself will not touch him at all, and he will be personally burned by the "who" who has so little anger Go out, and then turn it into ashes by yourself.

[Calm down calm down?Good boy can't be so irritable. 】

Landlord: [? 】

The owner was visibly taken aback.

Under the premise that the possibility of not being discovered by others is as high as [-]%, there are mysterious replies in the post that do not belong to "that who" himself.

Moreover, because it was too frightening.

"That who" momentarily forgot the purpose of not wanting to communicate with other people in the forum, and couldn't help but put a question mark.

Yes, this is his first communication with people on the forum.If nothing else, it will soon be the last.

And at a level that humans simply cannot notice.

He didn't realize that at the same time as he made this extremely short reply, a transparent barrier similar to a barrier seemed to be shattered, allowing the intersection of two existences that could not be directly contacted.

Moreover, time has slowed down the passing speed silently.

[Sorry sorry sorry!I don't want to peek into your privacy! 】

The other side seemed to be aware of his abruptness, and quickly explained: [I just happened to wander here and saw what you wrote, because I was inexplicably very concerned, so I couldn't help interrupting you for a while!I'm sorry. 】

【…】

It's odd that the withdrawn Anonymous should have been offended that something he didn't want to reveal was randomly commented on by a stranger who popped up out of the blue.

But he did not feel such anger.

Apart from surprise, there was not even at least a little bit of irritability.

It was as if across the immeasurable distance that he knew without fantasizing, he had miraculously felt the apology and friendliness conveyed from the stranger, all of which were extraordinarily real and unbelievable.

...It's really strange.Could it be that this is also the "fate" that was implicated in the dark?

The anonymous person couldn't figure out the reason, and because the matter was really weird, he couldn't help but respond to the person opposite, so he hesitated to reply again.

[Could it be that I look very irritable? 】

Probably because no one has ever said that about him since he was a child, but it turned out to be - violent.

He was a little concerned about this comment, of course only a little bit.

[I can't see you, but I can roughly sense you. 】

The other party also returned very quickly. Just from the tone of voice, it can be inferred that this must be an extraordinarily lively young man with an inexplicably mature appearance: [A pure and clean child like you, under the backlog of pressure and temporary external stimulation, It's not good to learn things that affect people.Um, uh, listen to me, right? 】

Anonymous (Yu Ning): 【You...】

——What happened to the sudden strong sense of guilt that came over my face again!

It's as if his elders found out that he did something bad, obviously he hasn't really done it yet...huh?

Suddenly I don't know what to say.

The anonymous person struggled tenaciously in this strange intimacy that was almost menacing...for about a few seconds, he reluctantly lost the will to fight again!

A stranger who is too familiar: [Curse don't touch it, absolutely——absolutely don't touch it.With your physique, even a little bit of breath will make you uncomfortable, why don't you try the magic... Ah bah!What good is that bastard's magic!Learn gymnastics, gymnastics, you can exercise your body! 】

【...I'm a priest, so I don't need to study...】

[Who said priests don't need to learn gymnastics?The magicians I've seen—well, they're about the same as your priests, basically they beat each other.You can defeat the enemy without using a staff or chanting a spell. Do you try it too? 】

【…】

His subconscious mind was frantically forcing him to admit that this sentence was extremely reasonable, but the pride of being a priest made him resolute, resolutely unwilling to compromise!

[If you are too thin, you can’t lift your hands except for chanting incantations, and you won’t be able to respond in some dangerous situations, and you won’t be able to protect the person you want to protect. 】

—Crack, bang.

Where did the sound of sanity breaking come from?

The determination that should have been as firm as a rock was shaken.

seems to be persuaded.

Stubbornly sticking to the belief for 20 years, it was shaken more than a little under the persuasion of a "stranger" who was not face to face.

Could it be that he really wants to follow this person's advice——

Anonymous (no, still dying): [You...you!Why do you know so much about my situation? 】

Stranger: [Huh?Ah, it’s not a good secret to tell others. As I said just now, I just happened to see you, so I took a closer look—I rarely chat with children like you except for quarrels. , Is it too much talking? 】

anonymous:【……】

Yes.

Not only did this person talk too much, but he also showed signs of knowing everything about him.

In any case, no malice could be detected, but what could be felt was the ease of being soaked in warm water.

Such an incredible ability.

And such incredible warmth.

Could it be that the other party is——

【I am not a god. 】

【What……! 】

[Don't be nervous, it's only because there is still a little unresolved relationship between us that I can contact you so easily.Last but not least, listen to my advice, okay? 】

-

I don’t know what happened to the records after that, such as the paper that slowly turned into black ash and dissipated after being ignited by a fire, leaving no traces of the original post that can be traced.

It just disappeared.

As if nothing had happened.

Since then, Anonymous has also quietly abandoned the tree hole post in which some replies mysteriously disappeared.

After a while, even the post disappeared.

Fortunately, this detail was not discovered by the real and uninformed passers-by. Otherwise, an unknown forum would add a fiery supernatural incident that shocked the whole world for a while, and finally announced the solution to the case with the administrator's silly conclusion...

Not to mention the waves that have almost never occurred in a different world.

People in this world don't know the secrets that happen in the strange world.

After a good night's sleep, His Royal Highness regained his energy. In order to hide the momentary loss of consciousness when he opened his eyes and saw the face of his best friend, he was particularly active at this time.

"So is it really just the two of us going? Although I think this is good, but (for your) safety, do you want to mobilize the army to hide near the ruins first?"

It didn't take long for Ramses' mood to become contradictory.

Just like every young man who is eager to show himself in front of his best friends (huh?), the prince only feels that he has inexhaustible strength and can subdue the beast with his bare hands.

But the next second, he was doused with half a bucket of cold water by himself. Needless to say, he must have thought that it would be unsafe for the two of them to rush to the territory of a suspected powerful conjurer—the point is that Tashi Your safety!

On the one hand, he doesn't want to admit that he doesn't have the ability to protect his best friend, and on the other hand...

"...Wait. Then again, there's one thing I forgot to ask."

Ramses just looked at his friend very seriously: "What do conjurers do?"

On the edge of the temple, Tahir looked back in silence: "..."

"You know, I never pay attention to these things, and you told me about the magic power of spells."

The prince immediately forcibly rectified his name, but he had no doubt that if there was no such deep friendship, Tahir would not give him half a look.

Although the high priest doesn't seem to want to talk to him now.

- Whoops!

I didn't get an answer for the time being, but I heard the wind blowing in front of me.

At that time, Ramses hadn't reacted yet. He heard a voice that would be colder if it was colder, and weaker if it was softer. In short, it was very pleasing to the eye: "Hand."

He subconsciously stretched out his hand, and then his whole body miraculously floated up, then fell down, and sat firmly on the horseback Tahir borrowed from the temple.

This is not over yet.

The next moment, the familiar sound of the wind hit the face, blowing the brown hair on the young man's forehead backwards.

The golden eyes couldn't help but widen. Ramses didn't expect to be able to do this: "Tahir! When did you learn it?"

"Yesterday, when you took me."

Tahir got on the horse back as early as Ramses, and his movements were exactly the same as when Ramses led him on horseback yesterday.

"To be precise, I haven't learned it yet. I'm just trying to save trouble, so I'll use spells to make do with it first." He explained indifferently, directly exposing his behavior of "cheating" with extraordinary means.

It's okay if you don't explain, but after finishing speaking, Ramses was even more shocked: "Don't you usually not use spells unless it is necessary?"

Binding people with spells like in the morning is still very rare.

"There's no need to waste magic on trivial things."

"what do you mean……"

"Ah."

Under the cover of night, no one would notice a horse detouring out of the temple at such a speed that it seemed to be stepping on a galloping cloud.

The high priest was extravagant like never before, not only cheated himself, but also generously added the spell of controlling the wind to the horse's hoof, which directly accelerated the process.

Whoosh!

It was too windy.

The prince, who had changed positions from yesterday, fell behind, inevitably covered by the long hair of the person in front of him.

But he didn't pay much attention to it. Instead, he persuaded himself with the reason of wanting to stabilize his figure, and raised his hand to embed the golden streamer that seemed to disappear in a flash between his five fingers.

"Only for one night."

"It's too windy, speak up!"

"The person I'm looking for will only prepare the items for me before the consecration, and I still have to complete the ceremony. To catch the enemy by surprise without leaking information is only tonight—tonight, I will Those who forsake God shall be eradicated."

"……what?!"

Ramses almost thought that the wind was really too strong, making his ears mishear, but the truth was just as Tahir said.

No kidding, Tahir acts vigorously and resolutely, and this time is no exception.

In the front invisible to the people behind, the temperature given to the important existence is withdrawing little by little, like a star that is about to be frosted and lost its way, falling into the eyes of this beautiful young man.

Tahir somehow remembered the passage he saw on the God's Forum.

That person—even if that adult is not a "God", he must be a merciful and merciful person.

"Other than this, I have nothing..."

"Ta-Hill?"

"Look forward, Ramses. If you don't keep your eyes open, you're missing out on what ends tonight."

"Now I think you are more suitable for the battlefield than me——"

The horse's hooves are stomping, as if there is divine help.

Tahir had already explained the ins and outs to Ramses on the way.

To sum it up concisely, the truth about the secrets of the royal family of the previous dynasty and this dynasty is actually like this:

A hundred years ago, the former pharaoh Amenhotep IV was confused by a mysterious magician, so he suddenly overthrew the status of God Amon and established a new god.

This change made the hearts of the Egyptians scatter, and the country was full of anxiety, which directly caused a great blow to the pharaoh's prestige. Both the new god and the new capital were abolished by the new pharaoh after his death.

The unknown magician was ordered to be killed by the new pharaoh, and his soul seemed unwilling to return to the underworld, turning into a lingering ghost.

According to Tahir's speculation, the wraith is also the [curse] that has haunted the pharaohs since Amenhotep IV, and even lingered until the new dynasty.

Master Senedi told him that day that the death of Pharaoh Ramses I was most likely related to a magician.

Ramses I served as the high priest beside the last pharaoh of the previous dynasty during his lifetime, and the conjurer was his confidant.

After the pharaoh of the new dynasty came to the throne, it was a great favor to promote his cronies as high priests, and everyone inside and outside the court knew about him.

However, Pharaoh Ramses I died in just one and a half years.

When the pharaoh's tomb ceremony was held, Senedi, who was only a low-level priest at that time, just delivered the ritual vessel to the tomb.

The moment he entered the tomb, Senedi saw the most terrifying scene he had ever seen in his life.

The pharaoh's body was placed on the platform, the opening in the abdomen was wide open, and the internal organs that should have been in the abdominal cavity disappeared, replaced by a sticky black shadow that could not be seen clearly.

The black shadow moved, rose from the pharaoh's body, gathered in the sky, and faintly revealed a human form.

The monk who went in earlier fell to the ground, and blood splashed onto the murals of the tomb, smearing several long bloodstains.

And under the huge shadow, stood the high priest at that time.

That is the man named Celt.

……

Under the blessing of cheating speed, the son of pharaoh and the priest running in the night finally arrived at the destination in an unimaginably short time, the ruins of the abandoned capital once named "Akhnaton".

Before approaching, Ramses held a torch in his hand and looked forward: "Even with the moonlight, the scene in front of me is like a layer of fog, and I can't see clearly at all!"

It is impossible for the deserted ruins to be shrouded in mist at night, and there is obviously something very strange about this place.

According to normal thinking, at this time they should abandon their horses and stop, approaching cautiously...

However, with a neighing sound, the horse suddenly raised its body, and rushed towards the hazy front at a faster speed than before, without slowing down the horse's hooves at all!

More determined than it is its master.

The expression of the blond high priest was as cold as ice.

As if in an instant, a slender and pitch-black scepter appeared out of thin air in his right hand.

An extremely black color flashed in front of Ramses' eyes, and the next moment, he suddenly looked at the golden pupils on Zhang Lu's snake head!

The black snake was wrapped around the scepter that seemed to be natural, and the head of the scepter suddenly released a dazzling light.

Tahir waved the staff with a stern expression.

- Bang!

Before being broken by the horseshoe, the unknown barrier that blocked the original appearance of this place was mercilessly smashed by the staff of the high priest.

The author has something to say: Here come melee weapons [? 】

Don't make strange things, a flower of Gaoling suddenly pulls out a dull hair/brick/tablet/complete pull two...what kind of ruins the image!Are you willing?