Chapter 1: Incredible, Incredible

The bloody moon hung high in the night sky, which meant that tonight was not a peaceful night.

Obviously, the general human instinct will resist traveling on such an ominous night. In other words, those who still choose to travel during this time either have urgent matters or have identities that are completely different from ordinary people.

And on this night, on a quiet path, a white-haired boy was running desperately - like an antelope fleeing from a cheetah, he was shuttling through the complicated urban lanes at extremely fast speeds.

However, there was no one behind him.

"Huh...huh..." After running for an unknown amount of time, the white-haired boy finally stopped; then a sound of rapid breathing came from the boy's mouth. He was already very tired. He didn't want to continue running away, he wanted to return. To live a normal life, I want to be an ordinary high school student.

But did the being chasing him consider the feelings of the white-haired boy? No, he only cares about his own plans.

"Tairiang, how long are you going to run away?" A close voice came to the young man's ears. With these words, the cold wind blew up the young man's silky white hair, making him screamed!

"You...Ni Zuokai!" The cold wind hitting his face was not pleasant, causing Tapirang's voice to change. He looked around him in horror, but he didn't notice anyone, "I don't want to get involved with you. What plan! I don’t want to be a great evil god, I just want to live a normal life!”

"The day your father takes away this 'Millennium Wheel of Wisdom' from the desert, he should realize that your family has no other choice but to be loyal to me forever." A cold voice came from the tapir. There was a sound coming from behind Liang Liang. Tapirang turned around quickly, but still missed.

Not long after, the voice came again like a tarsal maggot, like countless ants crawling on the tapirian's bones: "Come here, you still have a mission."

"I..." Tapirang gasped. He couldn't run anymore, and the nearly hour of running away had almost drained his last bit of energy. Tapirang, who was already lacking in exercise, could only sigh. , followed the guidance of that voice and came to the depths of an alley.

There was a small church there, very dilapidated, and the door of the church was open, like a Black Death patient who was about to die.

"Gulu..." Tapirang swallowed. This environment was definitely not good, but he had no more choice now.

"come in."

The piercing sound came again. At this time, no matter how unhappy he was, Mo Liang could only follow the sound and enter the chapel.

It was very dark in the church - of course, this was more in line with the style of the voice - and at the same time, no one could be seen in the blink of an eye, which made Tapirang have to give up the idea of ​​asking for help.

Of course, this was just wishful thinking before. Leaving aside this weird world, Tapirang ran for almost an hour without meeting another person. Even if he really found someone else here, Tapirang would still hesitate. Asking for help—this person from the church, who looked very strange at first glance, would appear at this time. It was really hard to tell whether he was an enemy or a friend. Maybe even if you are saved, you will only be able to reject the wolf through the front door and let the tiger in through the back door.

"Come forward." The voice came again. At the same time, perhaps it was because although this place was dilapidated, it had walls to protect it from the wind and rain. The bone-eroding cold wind had stopped, and the tapir had recovered. For the first time, I heard the voice of this mysterious man clearly - this voice was eerily similar to my own.

"Who are you……"

"It's useless for you to run away. I told you that you still have tasks to complete." The voice did not answer Tapirang's question, but said to himself: "The thousand-year artifact now belongs to you and Wuming." In the hands of the Pharaoh and Xia Di, Xia Di is a foolish and loyal person, and sooner or later he will return the artifact to the Pharaoh; that is to say, the seven thousand-year artifact will gradually gather in the hands of you and the Pharaoh. "

"What...what's going on?" Tapirang backed away in fear, but since he came to this church, he seemed to have accepted his fate, and his speech became much calmer, [Maybe he completed what the devil said "Mission", I can go back to that normal life, right? 】

Tapirang thought this way. In order to resume his daily life, he seemed to be planning to make a deal with the voice in front of him; to complete a task for the other party in exchange for his freedom.

As if feeling the change in Tapirang's mentality, the organ in the center of the church sounded. The sound was very pleasant, but the music played was extremely desolate. This is enough to show that this church still had some foundation in the past, but it was not. Know what happened to make it so dilapidated.

"The thousand-year artifact has the power to open the door to the underworld." Along with the sound of the organ, the other party continued: "However, seven thousand-year artifacts alone are not enough. A key is also needed."

"key?"

"This key is hidden in the memory world of the Nameless Pharaoh. If you want to take it out, you must enter the memory of the Nameless Pharaoh." The voice continued: "Your mission is to find these seven artifacts. The key outside."

"Is this my mission?" Although he instinctively felt that this mission was not a good thing, Mo Liang knew that he had no way out now - he was really tired of being harassed endlessly by this terrifying whisper every day, and he had to find a way to return to his daily life. "Your purpose is to go to the underworld to seek revenge on the nameless pharaoh, right?"

"Yes." The other party's voice did not sound wrong.

"After completing this mission, will you leave?" Thinking that this "key" was in the memory world of a certain nameless pharaoh, (self-inference) it would not cause harm to the real world, Mo Liang felt relieved - before, he was worried that this mysterious guy would let him be his vanguard to conquer the world, but now it seems that it is just a personal grudge between him and the "nameless pharaoh", and the other party's purpose is only revenge. In this case... he should be able to help him.

I just don't know why, when the mysterious man mentioned the "nameless pharaoh", Baku Liang felt that he should know this person, but he just couldn't remember it for a while.

"Haha, of course." After hearing Baku Liang's request to leave him, a certain existence hidden in the dark sneered twice and prayed like a fanatic: "When the memory of the nameless pharaoh is opened, the ultimate dark game beyond three thousand years will begin!"

"Gululu..." The glass of the church began to shake violently with this shout! However, just when the glass seemed to fall apart in the next second, it suddenly stopped shaking strangely.

"Who?!" The mysterious man obviously didn't realize this development, and his voice suddenly became a lot more urgent, "Who is there?!"

"Pa pa pa!"

The sound of applause came from a chair next to him, and then a small figure stood on the chair and emerged, followed by the cute voice of the little loli: "The ultimate dark game... It's incredible, it's incredible."

"Who... are you?"