The end of the world begins with failing an exam

Chapter 322 Promotion Ceremony and Baron Samedi

Baron Samedi is a human being.

Although he doesn't look normal, his self-introduction says so, he is just a scholar who has gained a long life, not even a creature of the old race or the ancient race.

He is not of the family of the Black Pharaoh.

Nor is it a subordinate of the Black Pharaoh.

He is just an old friend who has known the Black Pharaoh for many years.

"When I first met the black pharaoh, I was still a scholar who only cared about studying extraterrestrial magic."

Baron Samedi led Chen Jing to the depths of the tomb.

The huge body of the black pharaoh is like a black mountain crouching in this endless chaos, majestic and precipitous, exuding an indescribable sense of oppression.

As they got closer to the body of the black pharaoh.

This overwhelming sense of oppression made Chen Jing inexplicably depressed, and even felt like his breathing was restricted.

Chen Jing knew that the black pharaoh was dead.

But he still feels... This active body is not like the body of the dead. It gives Chen Jing the feeling that he will stand up at any time, and the eyes hidden under the black mask seem to be Keep turning your gaze with them.

"What is extraterrestrial magic?" Chen Jing raised his head and looked at Baron Samedi who was walking in front. The more he looked, the more he felt that this person was ridiculously weird. Not only was his dress and appearance rather weird, but even his personality was very out of character.

While walking in the tomb, Baron Samedi was still following a certain rhythm that Chen Jing couldn't hear, swaying his body slowly, as if he was dancing a cheerful and joyful dance with a strong sense of rhythm.

There were shakers in the old days?
Chen Jing looked at Baron Samedi's weird dance steps calmly.

"Outsider magic, of course, comes from outside... Maybe it comes from a certain civilization in the universe, or maybe it comes from another dimension of the world. The content of those magics is very messy. In the end, I just barely comprehended the meaning of the death sequence. 'Necronomy'."

Hearing this, Chen Jing couldn't help complaining in his heart, didn't you just say that you are just an "ordinary person"... Listening to what he said, no matter how you sound, you sound like an old descendant!
"Death, annihilation, rebirth, afterlife."

Baron Samedi muttered, shaking his head from side to side to match the dance steps under his feet.

"When I was studying 'Necromancer', the black pharaoh found me, and he was very interested in my research project."

As he spoke, Baron Samedi suddenly stopped and looked back at Chen Jing.

"The black pharaoh is a very knowledgeable old king, and his understanding of 'necromancy' is much deeper than mine, because the origin of 'necromancy' is chaos...and the black pharaoh is also chaos, he Born in chaos, grew up in chaos, but I didn't expect him to die in chaos."

As soon as the words fell, Baron Samedi turned around and continued to lead Chen Jing to the depths of the tomb.

"I have no friends other than the black pharaoh, so I will try my best to satisfy his requests, such as guarding his tomb until the day when the 'Descendants of Deep Space' comes."

"He knew in advance that I would come?" Chen Jing frowned and asked a little puzzled.

"The Black Pharaoh knows everything."

When Baron Samedi said this, his tone revealed undisguised admiration.

"He foresaw the war that spanned countless dimensions, and also foresaw the end of our era, and even..."

Having said that, Baron Samedi's voice suddenly paused.

"He also foresaw the fall of the Yellow King and the rise of the new King..."

"So the black pharaoh foresees that I will come?" Chen Jing asked for the second time.

Baron Samedi nodded and said yes, but he couldn't see your face clearly. He only knew that after many years, a new king of deep space would step into his tomb.

"He has a gift for you." Baron Samedi laughed.

Chen Jing was startled, and subconsciously asked, "Why did you give me a gift?"

"Because you are the new king of deep space and a descendant of the Yellow King." Baron Samedi explained unhurriedly, "He has a close relationship with the Yellow King, and it is said that he owes that old friend a big favor. .”

Baron Samedi led Chen Jing through the wilderness with strange rocks, crossed the third dark gray hill, and soon came to a vast and empty ancient square.

"The black pharaoh owed the yellow king a favor?"

"Yes."

Baron Samedi turned around and made a "please" gesture to Chen Jing, signaling for Chen Jing to step up the steps in front of him alone.

"During that war, the Yellow King had saved the Black Pharaoh more than once. Although everyone still lost that war in the end, the Black Pharaoh knew that it was just the beginning... As long as the deep space didn't cut off the inheritance, it wouldn't count as a loss. "

Listening to Baron Samedi's explanation, Chen Jing silently looked at the ancient altar on the steps in front of him.

This altar should be the ancient ritual used to promote the sequence. It's gone!
"Here is the totem of the deep space..." Chen Jing looked around, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He didn't expect that the black pharaoh and the deep space had such a relationship.

The altar is like a huge rock placed in the square.

The height from the ground is about 30 meters.

Its overall shape is the same as the 38-sided special-shaped crystal that entered the pharaoh's tomb, almost an enlarged version of that crystal, and there are many concave lines on the top plane, forming a huge swirl.

"This is the ritual that the Yellow King once lent to the Black Pharaoh to 'enlighten' the Black Pharaoh's family to deal with that war."

Chen Jing was taken aback for a moment, only suspecting that he had heard wrongly. In the old days, there was still the saying of enlightenment?

"Returning it to you now is considered returning it to its original owner." Baron Samedi followed Chen Jing to the altar, knelt down and gently stroked the lines carved on the ground, "If you want to start this ritual, You need to use the blood of Star Mist, you should bring it, right?"

"What is it?" Chen Jing asked suspiciously.

"It's the medium to activate the ritual." Baron Samedi couldn't help being stunned, and said in a low voice, "The black pharaoh foresaw that you would come to the tomb with the blood of the star mist...you didn't bring it, did you?"

Hearing this, Chen Jing subconsciously became nervous, because he really didn't know what the "blood of the star mist" that Baron Samedi said was, but then he thought... Could it be this that he was talking about?

"I don't know what the blood of the star mist you're talking about, but I brought this..."

Chen Jing flipped his palm lightly.

A lot of colorful and shimmering substances flowed on his palm like a liquid.

At this moment, Baron Samedi couldn't help but be amazed.

That "color" beyond biological comprehension has an absolute definition of beauty, and Samadhi firmly believes that no creature is immune to its allure.

"Baron, is this the blood of the star mist you are talking about?"

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