The end of the world begins with failing an exam

Chapter 321 The Pharaoh's Tomb in Chaos
Looking into the tomb from Chen Jing's point of view, 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 appears to be in an open air environment.

Although darkness is its main theme.

But there was a dull, dim white light in the sky.

That kind of groggy feeling is very uncomfortable, not the kind of drowsiness that makes people sleepy and tired, but an... ominous feeling, as if standing under this dark sky is doomed to something terrible thing.

The tomb is more like a wilderness in the countryside.

Strange rocks are jagged and dusty everywhere.

Anyone who looks at it will feel that these are the products of natural formation.

How big is this tomb for the black pharaoh?
Chen Jing really didn't know.

You can't see the head at a glance.

It seems that behind the door leading to the tomb is not the tomb, but another strange and unknown world.

It is about one or two kilometers away from the gate of the tomb.

In the wilderness full of jagged rocks, there is an ancient and exquisite stone throne.

A huge and frightening figure sat on it, that figure was even more terrifying than the body of the Pope of the [Moonlight Priory], it was like a black hill standing in the wilderness.

That's right.

That is the Black Pharaoh.

Even if Chen Jing had never seen him before, he could recognize him at this moment.

The thin figure sitting on the throne is extremely similar to a human being, or in other words, he is very similar to the Yellow King, and they are generally humanoid creatures.

However, judging from his body proportions, he seemed to be much thinner than Huang Wang, almost a skinny skeleton supporting his decayed skin.

Perhaps the Black Pharaoh really has some connection to real-world ancient Egypt.

Whether it is dressing or wearing gold jewelry, there is a very strong ancient Egyptian style.

The elegant and luxurious robe is extremely colorful, and the black mask that covers 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 gemstones from the old days. .

Beneath the mask of the Black Pharaoh.

In sunken eye sockets.

Chen Jing could see his eyes with the opposite color tone of human beings.

Black eyes, white irises.

When Chen Jing looked over, those eyes hidden under the black mask were silently watching him, an outsider.

The moment the eyes met, Chen Jing could clearly feel the vitality in those eyes...they were definitely not the eyes of the dead!

If Huang Wang has a pair of eyes that despise all creatures.

So the black pharaoh...

His gaze, as cold as the river of Wangchuan, reveals and perceives only the arrogance that comes from the soul.

"Don't worry, if he is still alive, he must have killed you a long time ago." The "he" in Chen Jing's mind said slowly, as if he had sensed what Chen Jing was afraid of, "He is far stronger than the ordinary old king." Powerful, so his corpse can still barely retain a trace of vitality."

Hearing "his" explanation, Chen Jing breathed a sigh of relief.

"The eyes of the black pharaoh... really don't look like the eyes of the dead... No matter how you look at it, they are living people..."

After finishing speaking, Chen Jing turned his head and glanced at the strange splendor that filled the alleyway, and sent it back to the deep space with a wave of his hand.

In an instant.

The alleyways of the maze returned to their original appearance.

"I didn't expect the quality of this maze to be quite hard..." Chen Jing's eyes swept over the stone walls and floor tiles, "It has been eroded by the splendor of deep space for so long without leaving any traces..."

"Nonsense, it is said that the Black Pharaoh is the one who wants to save face the most. How do you think the quality of his tomb can be worse?"

As he said that, "he" couldn't help but hit Chen Jing.

"If it wasn't for the Deep Space Throne that I got for you, you kid would still want to get out of the maze? Even if you have the Deep Space Splendor to help you!"

"Well, it's true that you can't do it without you. If it wasn't for me to 'jump' over directly, I would probably be trapped to death."

"But not necessarily, do you remember those snail people?"

"remember."

"The guards in the other areas of the maze should be stronger than that worm, and one of them should be the culprit who turned those old descendants into snails. If you meet it, maybe it will let you out..."

"And turn into a snail and come back?"

Chen Jing asked back angrily, and then strode into the tomb.

"Before I checked again with the special splendor of deep space, the ancient species in those areas didn't seem to be chasing and killing them. It seems that since we stepped into this correct passage, they have given up on our goals..."

When Chen Jing said this, he only heard a loud bang, and when he looked back, he found that the stone door had been slammed shut.

"This is not leaving us a way out!"

"Since we have come here, what retreat is there..."

Chen Jing didn't pay attention to "him", subconsciously looked up again, carefully looked at the body of the black pharaoh, and was relieved to make sure that the big rice dumpling had no signs of fraud.

"Was the black pharaoh also a human being?" Chen Jing asked curiously, "Should it have evolved from a human to the old king?"

"No."

"He" scoffed at Chen Jing's analysis.

"The body of the black pharaoh is an amorphous mass of chaotic matter, but he was indeed born on the surface of the inner world."

"Not human?" Chen Jing was taken aback, "Looking at the monster."

"Just like you, it looks like a human being, but in fact..." "He" paused suddenly, and his laughter became weird, "Do you think you are still a human being after becoming an Oldborn? "

Hearing the question raised by "him", Chen Jing didn't answer, frowning and didn't know what to say.

"You'll understand later."

"You are deep space."

At this moment, out of the corner of Chen Jing's eyes, he suddenly saw a figure flashing by not far away. When he turned his head and took a closer look, he saw a strange person bouncing around behind the rocky path in the wasteland of a hundred meters away. he comes.

How did that person appear?
Chen Jing didn't see it, nor did he notice it in time.

Because from a certain point of view, that strange man is like air, not only does it not emit any breath, but it doesn't even make any sound when it walks and jumps.

"If the situation is not right, just throw out the deep space splendor, don't hesitate."

"I know."

Chen Jing stared at the bouncing figure vigilantly, and felt that there was something wrong with such a strange person suddenly appearing in the tomb!

Soon.

The strange man stopped at a distance of about 20 meters from Chen Jing. It seemed that he had sensed Chen Jing's indistinct vigilance, so he stopped moving forward to show his friendliness.

"Hello."

Hearing this well-spoken mandarin, Chen Jing couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and couldn't figure out whether it was a "self-translation" made by the examination system, or whether the person was really speaking the Chinese he was familiar with.

"Finally waiting for you, a descendant of deep space..."

The strange man who spoke bowed slightly, and Chen Jing was a little uncomfortable with his elegant posture. After all, he really didn't look like a normal person.

This strange man, about two meters tall, was wearing a tuxedo-like costume. His bruised skin was dotted with gray spots, and his thin face was covered with many decorations that looked like white bones. It's a skull tattoo on the face.

No breath, no heartbeat, no breath.

No matter how you look at it, it is different from the ancient species in the traditional sense.

But no matter how surprised Chen Jing was, he didn't show it at the moment. After all, he also understood the reason not to hit the smiling face.

Since this weirdo behaved fairly friendly, he naturally wouldn't embarrass the other party, at least he didn't fall behind in terms of etiquette, and he spoke politely without showing any hostility.

"็ Hello Who are you?"

The strange man smiled slightly, and at the same time as the facial muscles moved with the smile, the bone ornaments also made a "click" sound.

"I am Baron Samedi, the tomb keeper of the Black Pharaoh."

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