The bloody moon hangs high in the night sky, which means tonight is not a peaceful night.

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

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

However, there was no one behind him.

"Huh...huh..." After running for an unknown amount of time, the young man Bai finally stopped. Then a sound of rapid breathing came from the young man's mouth. He was already very tired. He didn't want to continue running away, he wanted to return to himself.

To live a normal life, I want to be an ordinary high school student.

But did the being chasing him consider the young man Bai's feelings? No, he only cared about his own plan.

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

cried out!

"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 no one was there, "I don't want to get involved with you.

What’s your plan! I don’t want to be a great evil god, I just want to live a normal life!”

"The day your father took away this 'Millennium Wheel of Wisdom' from the desert, he should have realized that your family has no other choice but to be loyal to me forever." A cold voice came from the tapir.

Liang Liang heard something coming from behind him, and Liang Liangji turned around, 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 panted heavily. He could no longer run, and the nearly hour of running away had almost drained him of his last bit of energy. Tapirang, who was already lacking in exercise, could only sigh.

, followed the guidance of the 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 around for almost an hour without meeting anyone else. Even if someone else did appear here, Tapirang would still hesitate.

Asking for help - this person from the church, who looks very strange at first glance, will appear at this time. It is really hard to say whether he is an enemy or a friend. Maybe even if he is saved, he will only be able to resist the wolf at the front door and let the tiger in at the back door.

"Come forward." The voice came again. At the same time, maybe 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 was fine.

For the first time, I heard the mysterious man's voice 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. Instead, he said to himself: "The thousand-year artifact now belongs to you, 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", can I return to that normal life?】

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 own 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.

I don't know what happened to cause it to be ruined like this.

"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, and a key is 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, Tapirang knew that he had no way out now - he was really fed up with being subjected to this kind of terrifying thing every day.

The days of endless harassment by Whispers were over, 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." There was nothing wrong with the other person's voice.

"After completing this task, will you leave?" After thinking that this "key" was in the memory world of an unknown pharaoh, and (self-inference) would not cause harm to the real world, Tapirang felt at ease -

-Before, he was worried that this mysterious guy would let him be his pawn 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 just

Revenge, in this case... it should be able to help him.

I just don't know why, but when the mysterious man talked about the "unknown Pharaoh", I felt that I should know this person, but I couldn't seem to remember him for a while.

"Haha, of course." After hearing Tapirang's request to leave him, a certain being hidden in the dark sneered twice and then prayed like a fanatical believer: "When the nameless Pharaoh's memory is opened, more and more people will be able to leave."

The ultimate dark game of three thousand years will begin!"

"Gululu..." The glass of the church began to shake violently with this cry! However, just when the glass seemed to be falling 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 much faster, "Who is where?!"

"Bah bang bang!"

The sound of applause came from a chair nearby, and then, a small figure stood on the chair and emerged, followed by the cute voice of the little loli: "The ultimate dark game... no.

Awesome, incredible.”
Chapter completed!