Pick up the oil lamp, from casual to careful, it always gives Her Royal Highness a very strange feeling, as if someone is telling her, take this oil lamp, maybe it will bring you good luck.
Her Royal Highness shook her head, thinking to herself such a ridiculous idea... She put down the oil lamp, then turned around and walked towards the door.
But when she was about to leave the dormitory, Her Royal Highness suddenly turned back, and casually hung the oil lamp on her belt like an accessory.
The oil lamp is not big, and even has a small feeling... It is hung on the waist. Although it looks a little different, it does not make people look sideways. What's more, Her Royal Highness conceals the existence of the oil lamp when the cloak is closed.
"Your Highness?" The little maid didn't understand what Her Royal Highness was doing.
"It's okay." Her Royal Highness said indifferently: "Let's go, I'll go see Pharaoh first."
She actually wanted to call out her father and become a pharaoh.
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Eben felt that the so-called 'eye' that was knocked down by the [Night Watchman] might be a very valuable thing, so he didn't care about the [Night Watchman]'s rather disdainful gaze at this time, and referred to the [Drone] The 'eye' was carried in his arms, and he planned to use it to fool others after leaving the palace.
There are still many collectors in the city... No one has seen this kind of thing, and it is destined to sell for a big price!
Thinking of this, Eben couldn't help laughing out loud, as if he saw a group of rich man's sons standing in front of him.
"By the way, you said, these are the eyes of the high priest?" Iben thought of what the [Night Watchman] said, and asked quite curiously: "How do you know?"
[Night Watchman] ignored Iben, and his speed gradually accelerated. His familiarity with the palace even made Iben dumbfounded... Let alone the palace guards along the way, even places with lights are rare.
It feels like walking for a long time, but it feels like walking for a while... A towering object actually appeared in front of Eben.
A trapezoidal pyramid-like building.
"God... Temple?" As a resident of the City of the Sun, Ibn naturally recognized the origin of this building immediately. Every resident of the City of the Sun will be eligible to enter the temple several times in his life.
When they were just born, when they became adults, and when the residents died after death, they would be cremated in the temple. They would be cremated in this place closest to the true god, so that the soul could rest in peace by attaching itself to the true god.
This is an ancient tradition of the City of the Sun. In Ibn's memory, he has grown up long ago, so the impression of the temple is so clear... [Night Watchman] If he wants to kill the high priest, the high priest is naturally in the temple , so now come to the temple, no problem.
It was just a kind of awe hidden in his heart, which still made Ibn, who was blinded by wealth, hesitate.
"Brother, why don't we add up again?" Iben grabbed the [Night Watchman]'s arm and said in a hurry: "This place is no different from a palace, and every one of the white-robed guards is a warrior who counts as ten... just Are we afraid?"
"You're right." [Night Watchman] nodded immediately, "This is the lair of the High Priest, and it's unrealistic to sneak in."
"I'll just say it!" Eben was overjoyed immediately, "Let's go back and make a long-term plan!"
He turned around cheerfully, the way he came here was still very clear in his memory, so he didn't panic at all when he was striding forward... but he saw [Night Watchman] took out a fist-sized object at this time, and threw it directly at the person blocking the way. On the wall... Boom! !
A sudden sound appeared right behind Eben, and there was even a gust of air rushing from behind, causing Iben's clothes to float up.
He turned around in a hurry, only to see a flame in front of him, and a big hole had been broken in the wall separating the temple and the palace.
[Night Watchman] stood in front of Iben at this time, "Anyway, it's more troublesome to sneak in, so let's just sneak in."
"Hit... hit in?!" Iben's eyes darkened suddenly, and he almost fainted on the ground, cursing: "You you... you crazy!!"
"Only crazy people are qualified to survive... Remember what I said." [Night Watchman] At this moment, he grabbed Yiben's collar with one hand, dragged him into the broken room, "You were also A madman."
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If the gods want to destroy it, they must first make it crazy.
This is what one of the high priest's favorite writers said... He was in the temple's bedroom at this time, a room with both darkness and light.
The darkness is the darkness all around, but there are two places of light, one for him and one for a stone bed. Yes, only these two places are light, the rest are dark...the light does not Scattered, as if bound by something, so even if there is light, the surroundings should be dark, but the result is still dark.
There seems to be something lying on the stone bed... a person, a woman.
A woman whose body is somewhat different from a normal woman can still see many scales on her body, but they are not dense. The scales seem to be degenerating, from hard to soft, and then begin to shrink, and the color gradually becomes transparent.
Her face also began to recover from its hideous appearance... The tail behind her was shrinking little by little.
The proportion of smooth and white skin is increasing... It is becoming more and more like the appearance of a normal person. This is the princess Yamanlana who turned into a monster under the eyes of everyone at the banquet. .
I don't know how long it has passed, but she on the stone bed gradually had some reactions.
The trembling eyelashes indicated that she seemed to be about to wake up... She opened her eyes, and her body was in a strange state.
"You woke up sooner than I thought... Yamalana."
The high priest was still sitting, looking down at the book in his hand, and didn't look up at her who was slowly getting up on the stone bed... She looked down at her body, her hands, and felt the scars on her arms that hadn't completely disappeared. scales.
Suddenly, she grabbed her arm tightly, and even pulled the scales that were about to degenerate and disappear directly from her arm, and her hands became bloody.
"They will fall off completely soon... And, even if you pull them out now, new ones will still grow." The high priest said blankly: "So this kind of behavior, besides making you feel pain Besides, it doesn't have any real effect... Yamanlana, have you forgotten how I taught you?"
"Why." It...she...Princess Yamanlana suddenly raised her head and glared at the high priest under another light source: "Why do you let me...let me be in front of everyone?!"
The high priest thought for a while and said, "In the process of growing up, everyone needs to face some... some unexpected, never thought of pain. Pain is the food for growth. I know why the cactus fruit in the desert is like that. Is it sweet? Because the preciousness of life can be more reflected in the harsh conditions of the desert.”
"Even if it's like this...Even if it's like this!!" Yamanlana stepped off the stone bed and staggered towards the high priest under another light source, "But you..."
"Betrayal, despair... are all you need." The high priest closed the reader in his hand, and said slowly: "And the current anger... even hatred. You need these, Yamalana, you without these , only half of it."
She clenched her fists tightly, her nails dug deep into her palms, and said hoarsely, "I still feel sorrow... So, in the end, am I just a test product in your hands? Like...like my mother? !"
"You can't say that." The high priest shook his head, "Your mother, strictly speaking, is also my daughter... She is actually perfect, but it's a pity that she learned love at a premature stage. Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean to To stop her from having the most beautiful emotion in the world, even when she did from your mother, I'm even quite happy to see it proves that your mother has grown faster than I expected. I actually I'm still very happy, otherwise I wouldn't have allowed her to combine with your father...and then have you."
Yamanlana lowered her head, her voice mournful, "Didn't she die in the end... Right before our eyes, she turned into a monster, into sand."
"This is your mother's choice, Yamalana." The high priest stood up, "I never restricted her, even if she chose to fight me in this way, I did not stop her... All her love and expectations have been entrusted to her. Just as I have entrusted these to you... Yamanlana, you yearn for the outside world, right? You have always yearned for the outside world, Now, here's your chance again."
Yamalana trembled suddenly.
The high priest smiled slightly at this moment, and lightly clapped his hands... The surroundings instantly became brighter, finally showing all of it in the dark room.
Metal walls and metal floors. Everything here is made of metal, which looks like the crystallization of human technological civilization.
"Here..." Yamalana looked at everything around her in disbelief. This was a place that even she had never been to before.
The huge multi-split screen and console in front of her, as well as various things called equipment, all of these are infinitely more advanced than what she hides behind the wall in the room of gods.
"Why, these are not all things you dream of."
"When... when did you build this place?" Yamalana frowned, her voice was terribly deep.
"It's been building here, long, long ago." The high priest said slowly, "Earlier than you, and earlier than your mother."
"You have always been..." Yamanlana gritted her teeth and said angrily, "You have always mastered so many external technologies, why... why did you just give me the most common things! They don't have much effect on the giant beasts outside. Injury... You obviously, you obviously have such a technology, you can obviously fight giant beasts more effectively... Why? Why do you still want to watch the residents of the City of the Sun face the longest day of night every year... Why do you still let such So many dead! So many lives!"
"These are not important, Yamalana." The high priest shook his head: "Human life will end no matter what, natural old age and death are also the end, and dying in a disaster is also dying. The process is completely different, but for me... the result Just be the same but you are different, Yamalana, you are special, you are different from all the human beings here. As I said, all my love and expectations have been given to you... Now, it is you who leave here It's time."
"What?"
The high priest waved his hand, and on the screen behind him, multiple groups of split screens suddenly flashed and finally combined into a complete image... In the corridor of the palace, Her Royal Highness the Princess was leading the little maid to the pharaoh's bedroom.
"This is..." Yamalana's eyes were startled, and she took a step back subconsciously, "She...she is..."
"I have prepared a real identity for you." The high priest smiled slightly at this moment, and waved again, the metal floor beside Yamanlana suddenly opened, and a cylindrical platform rose slowly, and some clothes were actually placed on the platform ... some modern clothing.
Yamalana stared blankly at the clothes on the table.
"From now on, this identity officially belongs to you." The high priest said softly: "You don't have to take off these clothes... After you leave here, you will be the real Claudia. I said, this It's what you've been dreaming about."
Princess Yamanlana subconsciously stretched her hand towards the clothes on the table... the shoes, her eyes were struggling, and she remained silent.
At this time, there was a vibration of asking questions coming from the metal room. This vibration was not obvious, but it was enough to attract the attention of the two people, especially the high priest.
He turned around and glanced at the screen... As soon as the screen turned, he came to the outside of the temple.
The periphery of the temple in the dark night is full of murderous intent at this moment... A figure covered in gray animal fur is rushing all the way in at this moment. The sparks from the guns he holds in his hand make the flesh and blood easily fall down. These flesh and blood belonged to the one-in-a-million temple guards in white robes.
"This is..." Yamalana's face changed slightly.
The high priest was thoughtful: "Well... this mouse is finally willing to appear... After hiding for so long, it seems that it still can't bear it."
Saying that, the high priest shook his head, he opened the exit of the metal room, and walked out.
Before leaving, he looked at Princess Yamalana and said, "I hope you will be dressed when I come back... I will open the door for you to leave."
The door of the metal room was closed silently, but Princess Yamanlana, who stayed behind, stood in front of the column platform, silently lowering her head... her arms were still dripping with blood.
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The royal palace, where the Pharaoh lived.
The owner of the palace slowly stood up from the steps and walked down the steps step by step... to the young guard in front of him who had listened to him and said many things.
"You seem to have made up your mind." Boss Luo said calmly.
The pharaoh in the palace said: "Yes."
"Let's get started...you will get what you want." Boss Luo waved his hand, and a parchment scroll appeared directly in front of the palace pharaoh.
The pharaoh in the royal palace stared deeply at the floating sheepskin scroll in front of him, "This time I will not..."
The whispers gradually became inaudible... At this moment, the pharaoh inserted his finger fiercely into his left eye, gouging out his left eye!