Looking into the tomb from Chen Jing's perspective, this is a chaotic space that cannot be described in words... Yes, the word "chaos" is the most appropriate annotation for this tomb.
The tomb seems to be in an open-air environment.
Although darkness is its main theme.
But there was a dull and dim white light in the sky.
That kind of drowsiness makes people very uncomfortable. It's not the kind of drowsiness that makes people feel sleepy and tired, but an...unknown feeling, as if standing under this dim sky is destined to cause something terrible to happen. thing.
The interior of the tomb is more like the wilderness in the countryside.
The rocks are jagged and dusty everywhere.
Anyone who looks at it will feel that these are products of natural formation.
How big is the tomb where the Black Pharaoh rests?
Chen Jing really doesn't know.
You can't even see the end at a glance.
It seems that behind the door leading to the tomb is not a tomb, but another strange and unknown world.
It is about one or two kilometers away from the tomb gate.
In that wilderness full of rugged and strange rocks, there is an ancient and exquisite stone throne.
A huge and terrifying figure sat on it. The figure was much more terrifying than the pope of [Moonlight Hermitage]. It was like a black hill standing in the wilderness.
That's right.
That's the Black Pharaoh.
Even if Chen Jing had never seen him before, he could recognize him at a glance.
The thin figure sitting on the throne is very similar to a human being. In other words, he is very similar to the Yellow King. They are both roughly humanoid creatures.
However, judging from body proportions, he seemed to be much thinner than King Huang, almost just a skinny frame supporting a decaying skin.
Maybe the Black Pharaoh really has some connection to real-world ancient Egypt.
Whether it's the way you dress or the gold jewelry you wear, there is a very strong ancient Egyptian style.
The elegant and luxurious robe is extremely colorful, and the black mask that hides his face also shines with metallic luster. He holds a long staff shaped like a question mark in his hand, which is embedded with various precious gems from the old times. .
Beneath the Mask of the Black Pharaoh.
Deeply sunken eye sockets.
Chen Jing could see his eyes that had the opposite color tone to humans.
Black eye whites, white irises.
When Chen Jing looked over, the eyes hidden under the black mask were silently watching him, the outsider.
The moment their eyes met, Chen Jing could clearly feel the vitality in those eyes... They were definitely not the eyes of a dead person!
If the Yellow King has a pair of eyes that despise all living things.
So the Black Pharaoh...
His eyes, as cold as the water of the Forget River, revealed only the arrogance from the soul.
"Don't worry, if he was still alive, he would have killed you long ago." The "him" in Chen Jing's mind said slowly, seeming to realize what Chen Jing was afraid of, "He is far more powerful than the ordinary King of the Old Ones." It’s powerful, so his body can barely retain a trace of activity.”
After hearing "his" explanation, Chen Jing breathed a sigh of relief.
"The eyes of the Black Pharaoh... really don't look like the eyes of a dead person... they look like a living person no matter what..."
After saying that, Chen Jing looked back at the splendor filling the alleyway, raised his hand and sent it directly back into the deep space.
In an instant.
The lanes of the maze have returned to their original appearance.
"I didn't expect the quality of this maze to be quite strong..." Chen Jing's eyes swept over the stone walls and floor tiles, "It has been corroded by the splendor of the deep space for so long without leaving any trace..."
"Nonsense, it is said that the Black Pharaoh is the most concerned about face. How do you think the quality of his tomb can be any worse?"
Saying that, "he" couldn't help but hit Chen Jing.
"If it weren't for the Deep Space Throne that I helped you get, would you still want to come out of the maze? Even if I had the Deep Space Glory to help you, you wouldn't be able to!"
"Well, it really wouldn't work without you. If I hadn't been able to 'jump' over directly, I would have been trapped to death."
"But not necessarily. Do you remember those snail people?"
"Remember."
"The guardians in other areas of the maze should be stronger than that worm. One of them should be the culprit who turned those old descendants into snails. If you meet it, maybe it will let you out..."
"Then turn into a snail and come back?"
Chen Jing asked angrily, and then strode into the tomb.
"I checked again with the deep space splendor before. It seems that the ancient species in those areas have not been chasing us. It seems that they have given up on our targets since we stepped into this correct passage..."
When Chen Jing said this, he heard a loud roar, and when he looked back, he found that the stone door had been slammed shut.
"This doesn't leave us a way out!"
"Now that we've come this far, what's the point of retreat..."
Chen Jing ignored "him" and subconsciously looked up again. He carefully looked at the Black Pharaoh's body and made sure that the big rice dumpling showed no signs of being a corpse. Then he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Was the Black Pharaoh also a human at the beginning?" Chen Jing asked curiously, "Should he have evolved from a human into the King of the Old Ones?"
"no."
"He" scoffed at Chen Jing's analysis.
"The Black Pharaoh's body is an amorphous chaotic substance, but he was indeed born on the surface of the other world."
"Not a human being?" Chen Jing was stunned, "Looking like a monster."
"Just like you, you look like a human being, but actually..." At this point, "he" suddenly paused, and his laughter became weird, "Do you think you are still a human being after becoming an Old Descendant? "
Hearing the question raised by "him", Chen Jing did not answer, frowning and not knowing what to say.
"You'll understand later."
"You are deep space."
At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, Chen Jing suddenly saw a figure flashing not far away. When he turned his head and took a closer look, he saw a strange man jumping up and down behind a stone pile in the wasteland about a hundred meters away. He comes.
How did that person appear?
Chen Jing didn't see it and couldn't notice it in time.
Because from a certain angle, the weirdo was like air. Not only did he not emit any breath, he didn't even make any sound when he walked and jumped.
"If the situation is not right, just throw the brilliance out of the deep space, don't hesitate."
"I know."
Chen Jing stared at the jumping figure with vigilant eyes, feeling that there was something wrong with such a strange man suddenly appearing in the tomb!
Not a moment.
The weirdo stopped about twenty meters away from Chen Jing. It seemed that he also noticed Chen Jing's vague vigilance, and stopped moving closer to show his friendliness.
"Hello."
Chen Jing couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he heard this well-spoken Mandarin word. He couldn't figure out whether it was a "self-translation" caused by the examination system, or whether the person was really speaking the Chinese he was familiar with.
"I've finally waited for you, the descendant of deep space..."
The weirdo who spoke bowed slightly, and Chen Jing was a little uncomfortable with the elegant gesture. After all, he didn't really look like a normal person.
This weird man, about two meters tall, was wearing a tuxedo-like outfit. His dark skin was dotted with gray markings, and his thin face was covered with many bone-like decorations. He looked like It's a skull tattoo on the face.
No breathing, no heartbeat, no breath.
No matter how you look at it, it is different from the ancient species in the traditional sense.
But even if Chen Jing was surprised, he didn't show it at the moment. After all, he also understood the principle of reaching out and not hitting the smiling person.
Since this weirdo behaved quite friendly, he naturally would not embarrass the other party. At least he did not fall behind in terms of etiquette, and he spoke politely without showing any hint of hostility.
"็ Hello Who are you?"
The weirdo smiled slightly, and when the muscles on his face moved with the smile, the white bone ornaments also made a "click-click" sound.
"I am Baron Samedi, the tombkeeper of the Black Pharaoh."
The second update is coming~
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