Miracles......

Eternal life......

Pharaoh ......

This obviously transcendent description made Yan Luge squint involuntarily.

Yes, the country he is in is called the Nile Federation, although it is now a modern country with a city-state union ruled by parliament, but going back thousands of years, its predecessor "Ancient Nile" is the existence of the five ancient civilizations of the Sea Blue Star, along with the Ancient Tianzhou, the Xize Empire, the Peacock Empire, and the Sun God Kingdom.

——Truly established by the cultivators of the cultivation era more than 4,000 years ago, one of the five transcendent realms.

And the rulers of Ancient Niro, even the cultivators of the Pharaoh's lineage, were the most deserving extremely powerful transcendents of that era, and they were by no means inferior to the ninth-order transcendents in Yanluge's previous life.

In the previous life of Yanlu Song, the transcendent inheritance left by those pharaohs, after a series of optimization and adaptation, the transcendent courses shaped by them were also famous, but it is a pity that they have been monopolized by the transcendent organizations derived from national forces, and they have not been circulated until their demise.

Yan Luge has always been greedy for the inheritance of the Pharaoh's lineage, so he openly and secretly sponsored many scientific expeditions and tomb robbers to dig up the tombs of the Nile Pharaohs, but the progress of everyone has been slow, and so far only some scattered inheritance fragments have been found, and the strongest one can only achieve a six-star transcendent, and the core classics of the Pharaoh are nowhere to be found.

Alas, it was still the eldest daughter of the emperor who was easy to deceive, and opened all the ancient books to them in a little flicker.

Yan Luge was distracted for a moment, and then quickly focused his gaze on the blood lion in front of him.

"Pharaoh? Your master? He repeated the words in a slightly raised tone, "Is there another master behind you?"

The Blood Lion shook his head, "Don't be too surprised, my good brother.

"It is not a shame to bow down to the eternal greatness."

Yan Luge has already heard a little clue at this moment.

He pointed to the false spiritual potion inside the glass curtain wall, "So, you don't really know what that thing means, do you?"

"It was not stolen by you, but given to you by your master, the Pharaoh, and you don't even know how to use it.

"Blood Lion, you're just his slave."

was suddenly exposed, but the blood lion did not show the slightest irritation, and the fanaticism on his face became more and more enthusiastic: "Yes, I became a slave of the 'Pharaoh' and gave everything for him.

"And in return, the 'Pharaoh' will grant me eternal life!"

"Eternal life?" Yan Luge laughed, "You really believe this kind of thing he promised you?" ”

"Why don't you believe it?" The Blood Lion walked towards Yan Lu Ge and showed an exaggerated and enthusiastic smile, "The life span of human beings is only a few decades, and no matter how brilliant a life is, it can't help the passage of time, who can resist the temptation of eternal life?"

"My good brother, it's my fault. I should not have left yours, and I will not leave yours.

"It's just that because this secret is so big and the road to eternal life is full of bumps, I would have liked to confess it to you later.

"But now, now that you've found out, I won't hide it from you.

"Come, my good brother, and I will show you the truth of this world."

The Blood Lion opened its arms towards Yanluge, as if to show his sincerity and harmlessness, and as if he wanted to give the right-hand "Blood Eagle" a hug as before.

The song did not move.

It wasn't until the Blood Lion came very close to him that he suddenly reached out, grabbed the Blood Lion's wrist, and pushed it to the side.

"Bang-"

Dull gunshots rang out.

Bullets flew past Yan Luge's ears.

Yan Luge slowly and slowly pinched the blood lion's wrist and twisted it, ignoring the other party's face in a cold sweat.

A small pocket pistol is held in the hand of the Blood Lion.

It was about half the size of a palm, and the structure of the trigger and muzzle was specially made to look less like a gun and more like a lighter, and it could only hold one bullet inside, but the bullet was powerful enough to blow off a person's skull at close range.

Just flip your wrist with some magic-like tricks to hide it in the palm of your hand and kill it in one hit when you get close to your target.

"You want to kill me, do you?" Yan Lu smiled, and his smile became more gloomy and terrifying on the pale face of the "Blood Eagle", "Blood Lion, you said so many things just to kill me when I let my guard down, right?" ”

The blood lion's eyes sharpened, and he turned his body violently, raised his knees and bumped into Yan Luge.

His wrist held by Yan Luge made a crisp "click" fracture sound, but the blood lion didn't care about it, and actually broke his wrist to Yan Luge for a while.

The Blood Lion is a ruthless man, but Yan Luge is even more ruthless than him.

He didn't dodge the blood lion's kick at all, and let it fall on his chest and abdomen, beating the wound that had not healed directly into the open, and the blood flowed.

Yan Luge stepped forward, grabbed the neck of the blood lion with his other free hand, and took advantage of the other party's standing on one foot to pull and press, and with a strong force, the blood lion was slammed to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, the winner is decided.

Words and songs are useless even for supernatural abilities.

Although the blood lion has experienced a hundred battles, in his eyes, it is also the level of a little chicken, so he can deal with it casually.

"If you want to kill me, I want to kill you too." Yan Luge's ten fingers were folded, and he strangled the neck of the blood lion like an iron pincer.

The Blood Lion's mouth opened wide, instinctively wanting to breathe, but couldn't breathe in a single ounce of air.

He tried his best to break Yan Lige's hand, but he couldn't break it with all his might.

His face turned red, and soon turned purple again due to lack of oxygen.

The field of vision gradually darkens, consciousness gradually blurs, and the struggle gradually becomes weaker.

Just when the Blood Lion thought he was about to die, Yan Luge suddenly let go of his hand.

The young man dressed in the skin of the "Blood Eagle" smiled: "However, before I kill you, I still have a small question for you.

"Your master, who is the 'Pharaoh'?"

The Blood Lion gasped for breath, and only after regaining some of his senses did he look at the "Blood Eagle" that was holding him, his eyes shattered.

"You're not a Blood Eagle!" The blood lion whispered hoarsely under the palm of the song of words.

"Huh? Am I exposed again? ”

“……”

"How did you find out?"

"......" the blood lion craned his neck and refused to speak.

However, he only delayed for less than two seconds, and Yan Luge sneered and activated the "Blood Blade" - an ability that causes the blood in the target's body to congagulate into a blade, and then tears the skin through the body.

Rather than attacking and killing, this extraordinary ability from a wolf-like beast is actually more suitable for torture to extract confessions.

The blood lion's body burst with countless small, dense wounds.

The blood-clotted blades were no more than two fingers wide, but they were numerous, covering every corner of his body.

The bloody blades that pierced through the skin had knocked him from head to toe from the inside out, and then turned into bright red blood again, flowing on the blood lion's body, staining the blood lion's clothes red.

The blood lion, as if fished out of the red dye vat, howled uncontrollably.

But before he could scream, Yan Luge's fingers tightened again, and he slammed the throat of the blood lion, forcibly strangling his scream in his throat.

A terrible feeling of suffocation came along with intense pain.

By the time Yan Luge let go of his hand again, the Blood Lion was already unconscious, and he didn't even have the strength to struggle, almost thinking that he was going to die.

Yanlu smiled: "Do you have anything to say?" ”

"......" the Blood Lion continued to be silent.

After experiencing the "Blood Blade" once, he was dying at the moment and understood that the "Blood Eagle" in front of him was the same person as his master, the Pharaoh.

It's an existence he can't fight against.

The Blood Lion gasped.

He is no match for the "Blood Eagle", so the great being who can change his appearance and use his extraordinary power can kill him like a chicken and a dog.

Perhaps his master could fight against the "Blood Eagle", but his master was not by his side now, and he was in the hands of another great being who ruled his life and death.

So he's hesitating, he's hesitating, he's ......

But he hesitated for too long.

After the Blood Lion was silent for another ten seconds, Yan Luge didn't hesitate to break his neck.

Yan Luge, who lost patience, threw the dead body of the blood lion aside, and clapped his hands lightly: "If you don't say it, forget it."

"You have to understand one thing, I'm not really interested in torturing people, and I don't have to be from you to know the answer."

"System, Goal Setting......"

(End of chapter)