The weather cleared, the rain stopped, and the six-year-old felt like he could do it again.

This proverb is basically a true portrayal of Malik's heart at this time. In the last second, he looked like he was about to be miserable in the corner, and now he felt that this wave was stable.

Just kidding, do you know how many people I've been in Malik? (Refers to the brain)

The psychic function of the millennium tin rod is still stable. It allows the holder to see the truth in anyone's heart, to see the darkest and most vulnerable corners of the other person's heart and use them, and can even turn others into puppets at the mercy of the holder.

No matter how strong the soul is, there will always be weaknesses in the depths. Now all Malik has to do is to find a weak point in the tapir that can be broken through......

Malik: "......!!? ”

As I said earlier, he has read countless people and brainwashed at least hundreds of people, but he has never ...... so far I've seen such a strange mind.

Although even he thought it strange to say this, this was the fact that this young man named Tapir Liang had nothing in his heart that could be called a weakness.

All Malik sees here is darkness, boundless, like an ocean, with pure hatred and anger, as if it were about to swallow everything up.

Then in the depths of the darkness, he saw a pair of eyes. The color of scarlet, as if a lord from the depths of hell was looking at him with bad intentions, expecting him to go further and drag him into the dark abyss.

The next second, before he could react himself, an instinct for danger made him involuntarily withdraw from Tapir's consciousness.

Malik was surprised to notice that he was already sweating profusely before he knew it, and his clothes were soaked with sweat, and he couldn't stop wheezing, as if he had just turned through the gate of the underworld.

"Hahahaha! You want to take advantage of the darkness in me, don't you? Tapir laughed, "That's really unfortunate, Uncle Ben is the darkness itself!" ”

In short, the whole labor heart is black, and if you have the ability, use one to show me.

The last resort was also countered, and Malik had completely lost the ability to resist at this time. Originally, he wanted to take advantage of the tapir to go through his wisdom wheel, but now he wants to finish first......

"Okay, give Uncle Ben the thousand-year-old tin rod obediently." Tapir muttered, "Really, I should have done this a long time ago, allowing Uncle Ben to lose a dark duel for nothing, and eating a blow from Osiris......"

After all, the Great Evil God Soke is not a complete body now, and his resurrection degree is limited. Although the defeat of the dark game and the attack of the phantom god could not destroy him, the pain was still quite painful.

This wave of not earning a thousand-year-old tin rod went back to play, and the tapir felt that he was losing blood.

However, at the moment when Tapir Liang felt that he had stabilized and was ready to start harvesting, the situation reversed again.

"Uh...... Uhh!!hh ”

Cornered, Malik clutched his head in pain and let out a muffled growl.

The thousand-year-old tin staff, which had dimmed its original light, suddenly erupted again, and a transparent golden impact erupted. Tapir Liang was taken aback, and hurriedly jumped back to take a defensive stance.

"What?" Tapir Liang frowned.

"Oops~yay......" Malik began to make an inexplicable sound, and his body joints twisted at an unscientific angle, "kimoji (so comfortable)~"

Tapir Liang showed a look of disgust.

What's going on with this guy? Do you want to pretend to be crazy and stupid to get by?

It doesn't look like a ......

Malik suddenly laughed twice, and when he looked up again, the mark in the shape of a golden eye was already lit up on the door of his head. His face twitched, and his facial muscles began to pull in an increasingly weird direction, and the overall aura made people instinctively feel bad.

If that's not intuitive enough, then you only need to look at the explosive head on this head that automatically stands up like a Super Saiyan, and look at the hairstyle that has obviously become a card player, and you can probably understand how his strength has skyrocketed......

This guy's voice and expression have become completely different from just now, and it feels like a different person in a second.

Tapir Liang was also worthy of being an expert in thousand-year-old artifacts, and he quickly guessed what was happening: "You guy...... Has the personality been swapped? ”

This is not too unusual, many thousand-year-old artifact holders have two personalities of their own. For example, the game, for example, Tapir himself.

What appeared in front of Tapir at this time was the dark personality that Malik had nurtured in his heart.

"Labor and management are finally out hahahaha!!"

Dark Malik is worthy of being Yan Yi's first brother, and he first controlled his facial muscles to make an expression that ordinary people couldn't do, and then laughed a few times in vain.

Usually because of Lyced, the eldest brother, who shares the pain for Malik, the dark personality has always been suppressed by Malik in the depths of his heart.

At this time, in the competition with the dark power of Tapir, Malik was suppressed in all directions and forced into a desperate situation, and only under the instinct of inspiration did he lift the seal, and was found by this personality to drill out of the gap.

"Is this time a dark personality?" Tapir Liang snorted disdainfully, "But it's useless for you to change people, the thousand-year-old tin staff is going to be decided today!" ”

"Huh~ That's good." Dark Malik stuck out his tongue and licked the millennium tin staff, chuckling, "It's good to be able to move your muscles and bones just after you come out to breathe."

But I'm going to say that I'm not as easy to bully as a weak chicken. ”

Tapir Liang snorted and grabbed the wheel of wisdom: "I can't ask for it." ”

The two dark personalities confronted each other, and the thousand-year-old artifact bloomed with brilliance. For a moment, the room was filled with dark energy, as if a thousand-year war was about to break out at any time......

Then there was the sound of footsteps outside the door.

“...... It seems to be a voice from Tapir's room just now! "It's the voice of the city.

Obviously, when the two dark bosses were tearing up, the third game between Jonai and Seahorse had already been played.

"Tapir! Are you alright? "That's the voice of an apricot.

"Tapir!" This is clearly followed by the game.

Dark Malik bowed his head towards the door and cut in, "Is the nameless Pharaoh here?" Looks like you're a lucky guy......"

Malik turned back again, only to find that the tapir, who had just hung himself up and was going to fight him, had now gone to bed at the speed of light, covered with the quilt, and his eyes closed as motionless as a dead fish.

Malik: "............"

Then the door opened.

The city rushed in first and guarded Tapir's bed: "Malik! I thought it was strange when I didn't see you on it just now, what do you want to do to tapirs!? ”

Logically speaking, Tapir Liang is actually a good classmate and good partner in the game, and he has a good relationship with them when he is not possessed by evil consciousness.

The game has also exchanged body control before entering the door, and at this time it is Wang Xiangdai who is playing online. The thousand-year-old brick hanging on his chest lit up with gold, and at the same time he glared coldly at Malik: "Malik, what do you want?" ”

"Hmph, boring." Malik put away the millennium tin staff and strode towards the door.

"Ah~, it's boring, it's really boring." Malik snorted as he walked, "Okay, it's almost time for me to get ready for the race." Who will be the next to be buried by the darkness? Hey, hey, hey......"