The blood-colored moon hangs high in the night sky, which means that tonight is not a peaceful night.

Obviously, the average human instinct will resist traveling on such an ominous night, in other words, people who still choose to travel during this time period are either in a hurry or have a very different identity from ordinary people.

And on this night, in a secluded path, a white-haired boy is running desperately - he is like an antelope escaping from a cheetah, shuttling through the complex city streets at great speed.

But there was no one behind him.

"Whew...... I don't know how long I ran for ......, the white-haired boy finally stopped, and then the sound of rapid panting came from the boy's mouth, he was already very tired, he didn't want to continue to run, he wanted to return to his normal life, he wanted to be an ordinary high school student.

But did the being chasing him ever think about the feelings of the white-haired boy? no, he only cared about his own plans.

"Tapir, when are you going to escape?" The voice that was close at hand came into the young man's ears, and a gust of cold wind accompanied by these words lifted the young man's soft white hair, making him scream!

"You...... The feeling of the cold wind smashing his face was not pleasant, so that the tapir's voice changed, he looked to his side in horror, but no one noticed, "I don't want to be involved in any of your plans! I don't want to be a big evil god, I just want to live a normal life!"

"The day your father takes this Millennial Wheel of Wisdom away from the desert, he should realize that your people have no other way but eternal allegiance to me. A cold voice came from behind Tapir, who quickly turned around, but still pounced.

It didn't take long for the voice to come again like a maggot on a tarsal bone, like countless ants crawling on the tapir's bones: "Come here, you still have a task." ”

"I'm ......" Tapir Liang gasped, he couldn't run anymore, and the escape of nearly an hour before had almost drained his last trace of strength, Tapir Liang, who was already a little lacking in exercise, had to sigh, and followed the guidance of the voice to the depths of an alley.

There was a small church, very dilapidated, and the doors of the church were open, like a black dead patient who was about to die.

"Gollum ......" Tapir Liang swallowed a mouthful of saliva, this environment is definitely not good, but he has no more choices now.

"Come in. ”

The piercing voice came again, and at this time, even if he was not happy, Mo Liang could only follow this voice into the small church.

It was dark in the church—of course, this was more in line with the style of the voice—and there was no one to be seen in the blink of an eye, which made Tapir Liang give up the idea of asking for help.

Of course, this is just wishful thinking on the part of Tapir Liang before, not to mention this strange world Tapir Liang ran for almost an hour and didn't meet a second person, even if he really found someone else here, Tapir Liang would still hesitate to ask for help - it would be at this time to appear in this strange church person, whether it is friend or foe, it is really hard to say. Even if you are saved, it is just a rejection of wolves at the front door and a tiger at the back door.

"Come forward a little. The voice came again, and perhaps because although the place was dilapidated, there was a wall to shelter from the wind and rain, and the bone-eating cold wind had stopped, and for the first time, Tapir Liang heard the voice of the mysterious man clearly—this voice was strangely similar to himself.

"You ......"

"It's useless for you to escape, I said, you still have a task to complete. The voice did not answer Tapir's question, but said to himself: "The current thousand-year-old artifact is in the hands of you, the nameless Pharaoh, and Xia Di, Xia Di is a foolish man, and he will return the artifact to the Pharaoh sooner or later, that is to say, the seven-year-old artifact will gradually gather in the hands of you and the Pharaoh." ”

"This ...... What's wrong?" Tapir stepped back in fear, but since he came to this church, he seemed to have accepted his fate, and his speech was much calmer, [Maybe after completing this demon's "mission", I can return to that normal life, right?]

Tapirian thought so, and in order to be able to resume his daily routine, he seemed to plan 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.

It seems to feel the change of the tapir's mentality, the organ in the center of the church sounds, this sound is very pleasant, but the music played is extremely desolate, which is enough to show that this church still has some foundation in the past, but I don't know what happened to make it dilapidated like this.

"A thousand-year-old artifact with the power to open the gates of the underworld. With the sound of the organ, the other party continued: "However, the seven-thousand-year artifact alone is not enough, and a key is still needed. ”

"Keys?"

"This key is hidden in the memory world of the nameless pharaoh, and if you want to take it out, you must enter the memory of the nameless pharaoh. The voice continued, "Your mission is to find the key beyond these seven artifacts. ”

"Is this my mission?" Instinctively, he felt that this task was not a good thing, but Tapir knew that he had no way out now—he was really fed up with being endlessly harassed by this terrifying whisper every day, and he had to find a way to return to his routine, "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 mission, will you leave?" After thinking that this "key" was in the memory world of a nameless pharaoh, and (self-inferred) would not cause harm to the real world, tapir was relieved - he was worried that this mysterious guy at first glance would let him be his pawn to conquer the world, but now it seems that it is just a personal vendetta between him and the "nameless pharaoh", and the other party's purpose is only revenge, so that...... Should be able to help him with this.

It's just that I don't know why, when the mysterious man said "the nameless pharaoh", the tapir felt that this person should know him, but he didn't seem to be able to remember it for a while.

"Hehe, of course. After hearing Tapir's request to leave him, a certain being hidden in the shadows sneered twice and prayed like a fanatic: "When the memory of the nameless pharaoh is opened, the ultimate dark game that exceeds three thousand years will begin!"

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

"Who?!" The mysterious man was obviously unaware of this unfolding, and his voice suddenly became a lot faster, "Who's where?!"

"Bang Bang!"

The sound of applause came from a chair on the side, and then, a small figure stood on the chair and came out, and then the cute voice of the little Lori came: "The ultimate dark game...... Unbelievable, unbelievable. ”

"You...... Who is it?"