"Pharaoh, it's too reluctant for you to use this scarred body to fight Mo Liang, please leave the battle to the priests." After receiving the treatment of the Holy Elf, Dark Game's injuries immediately healed, and he stood up from the ground, and Simon on the side hurriedly persuaded him.

"It always feels like there's some kind of conspiracy." And when the priests came, Wang Peng disappeared and reverted to a ghostly physique like a game and others, looking at everything that happened in front of him, he felt an aura of conspiracy.

"I didn't expect you to make a special trip to bring me all the thousand-year-old magic, and now I won't have to go to you one by one." Dark Moliang said, the corners of his mouth curled.

"Mo Liang, your stupid ambition will be completely destroyed by our Divine Officers!" As he spoke, the priests summoned their respective ace monsters.

"Come on! Dark Elmon! In the face of the siege, Dark Moliang did not have the slightest fear.

And in fact, in the face of the siege, the dark elf beast was not injured at all, ignoring the unjust soul and resisting the attack.

"It's useless, this place has an overwhelming advantage for me, the resentful spirits wandering here are all souls who hate the Pharaoh, they are the biggest helpers of me and the dark spirit beasts, you can't break the necromantic shield." Dark Moliang laughed wildly.

The next moment, the Dark Elf Beast attacked, and the first target was the Holy Elf with healing magic, and the Holy Elf was killed, and the Dark Game and the Priests could not recover.

The elves and dark elven beasts summoned by the priests were in a bitter battle, but Dark Moliang's attention, in fact, was not on this battle.

"I'll kill these guys, and in addition, I have to let the game find the eighth key quickly, although it is said to be accidental, but I only have them, and it is really a wise decision to transplant my doppelganger in advance." Dark Moliang thought, his eyes narrowed.

The priests were defeated by the dark elf beasts, and the priests who controlled the thousand-year balance unleashed the power of the thousand-year scales to make the monsters fuse together and become stronger monsters to fight against the dark elf beasts, and they were even victorious.

However, Dark Moliang summoned a small monster and attacked the priest and snatched the thousand-year scale, and the monsters of the priests disintegrated violently.

"Millennium Scale, let me use this treasure, fuse, my monster!" Dark Moliang grabbed the thousand-year balance and immediately activated the fusion power of the thousand-year scale, making the power of the dark elf beast even stronger.

When the power of the dark elf beasts was strong, all the monsters summoned by the priests were destroyed, and all the priests were severely damaged, and the power of their souls was greatly damaged, and they could no longer summon the slate monsters.

"Pharaoh, it seems that the victory and defeat between you and me are about to be decided, so I will let the necromancer give you the final blow." Dark Moliang sneered.

With Dark Moliang's words, the resentful spirits gathered and turned into another huge skull, opening their mouths and letting out a silent roar at the dark game, and the cold air made people's hairs stand up.

"Sanction me, undead!" The scarred dark game, gritted his teeth and said, telling the secret of the thousand-year-old artifact.

The thousand-year-old artifact was forged in this village, at this moment, in this underground temple where they were located, in order to create the thousand-year-old artifact, they slaughtered all the people in this village and town, and these unjust souls were the villagers who were slaughtered at that time.

Countless unjust souls swarmed and rushed into the body of the dark game, but the dark game did not die, and his body was filled with golden light.

"What's wrong?" Seeing this, Dark Moliang was shocked, and the priests also showed shocked expressions.

Gradually, the light on the dark game's body rose and converged into a figure, floating in mid-air.

"King Akkanan!?" Looking at this figure, Simon muttered in disbelief.

King Akkanan, the father of the Dark Game, the former pharaoh who died, decided to use black magic to create seven thousand-year-old artifacts to resist the enemy's attacks and defend the land and his people.

King Akkanan opened his hands, and the Wraith's Gate took the initiative to rush into King Akkanan's body, as if to take revenge, and as if he was returning to the arms of the Pharaoh, and looking at the wraiths, listening to the wails of the wraiths, King Akkanan's eyes were filled with tears.

"Impossible, what the hell is going on!?" Dark Moliang panicked.

"Roar!! King Akkanan sucked all the resentful spirits into his body, and the dark elf beast lost the power of the resentful spirits, making painful sounds, and its huge body shrank little by little

After absorbing all the wraiths, King Akkanan turned his head to look at the crowd.

"Father" Dark Game looked at the familiar and unfamiliar figure, and muttered in his mouth.

"The soul of King Akkanan is trying to guide the souls of the dead to Hades, and the sighs and sorrows of the former kings have become the final salvation." The black magician said respectfully.

"You guys, have you forgotten your resentment against him, aren't you going to dismantle him to pieces!" Dark Moliang gritted his teeth and shouted unwillingly, wanting to bring back those undead.

However, there was no response to Dark Moliang, and under everyone's gaze, King Akkanan's soul gradually disappeared, and his last look fell on Dark Game's body, very relieved and self-reproachful.

Thankfully, Dark Game has grown into a beloved Pharaoh, but he has to pay for what he did during his lifetime, which makes King Akkanan blame himself, but he can't help Dark Game anymore.

"Right now, Mahad, if it's a dark elven beast that has lost its power, you can definitely defeat it!" Dark Game said loudly.

"Mo Liang, I've been waiting for this day, Magic Wave!" The black magician raised his wand, aimed it at the dark elf's hand, and said loudly, a huge amount of magic shot out.

'Boom! The Dark Elf Beast exploded directly.

"Ahh Dark Moliang clutched his chest and let out a scream of pain, without the power of the wraith, he was nothing.

"You guys! Wait for Lao Tzu, I'm going to kill you now, cough! Dark Moliang gritted his teeth and said, the whole person fell to the ground, and he was about to die after being hit hard.

"Grab all the thousand-year-old artifacts and get endless dark power, damn it! I won't lose!! Dark Moliang gritted his teeth and put the thousand-year-old building blocks, the thousand-year-old wisdom wheel, and the thousand-year-old balance into the stone slab.

"It's useless, the remaining thousand-year-old artifacts are in our hands, you can't break the seal of the Great Evil God of Darkness, give up, it's you who lose." Dark Game looked at Mo Liang and spoke. (To be continued.) )