Chapter 613: Final Chapter of Dark Game

Rolling black clouds engulfed the sky, and the lead-like black clouds completely blocked the bright sun at noon, without even a ray of light.

It seemed that darkness was everywhere all of a sudden. They were released wildly and expanded recklessly, swallowing up the blue sky inch by inch with the capital as the center, until all the corners of the entire memory world were covered by shadows.

The villain has not yet appeared, and the scene is set and the atmosphere is set, and the background is like being dragged directly to the set of the end of the world.

The palace was the first to bear the brunt, and the whole palace trembled. The earth-brown earth broke in the violent shaking, and some houses began to collapse.

No one is not afraid of earthquakes, especially for ancient people. In the eyes of the ancients, this natural disaster was proof of the anger of heaven, and it was the gods who sent sins to the world in an indirect way.

Soldiers and slaves fled from the collapsing palace in a panic. Some people did not flee at all, but just knelt on the ground and called the name of the god they believed in, praying for blessings.

A laugh sounded between heaven and earth?

The voice was low and powerful, and it echoed dully in the space sealed by the sky and the earth. A black and burly shadow appeared between heaven and earth, with red eyes, sharp teeth, and white bone spurs unique to demons sticking out of his mouth.

He was ridiculously huge, so big that it seemed as if the sky was too low and too short for him, so that he had to bend his back when he stood on the earth.

(A certain great evil god: I am not a hunchback!)

Of course, the most eye-catching thing was the majestic black dragon head under his crotch, which was really black and long, and his mouth was constantly spewing invisible hellfire...

He appeared from the direction of the palace treasury.

The noise of the duel between the priest Simon and Tapir had already alarmed the other people in the palace. After dealing with Aknadin who ran away to be a traitor, An Yugi was leading the priests to the treasury at full speed when the Great Evil God rushed out.

When he saw the huge black shadow of Sok emerging halfway, An Yugi was shocked.

This is... the Great Evil God in Tapir's body?

But didn't he say that the victory condition is to collect the seven artifacts? Doesn't it take seven thousand-year artifacts to revive?

But now the seven artifacts are still in the hands of the Pharaoh and the priests, why did Tapir still summon the Great Evil God?

Did the victory conditions change?

An Yugi was surprised, but the players following him were more surprised than him, but their focus might be more strange.

——Fuck! It's so fucking big!

It's worthy of being the Great Evil God, such a black and thick sin!

The idiots took screenshots, and the forum was in uproar again.

It was outrageous!

When they arrived, the priest Simon was no longer here.

The palace treasury was in a mess, and the surroundings were blown black, and countless precious treasures were shattered. Half of the wall collapsed, and the broken bricks and stones were piled up on the ground.

The priest Simon was gone.

Yugi knew clearly that this only meant that his camp had lost an NPC, a fictional image in this fictional world. But when he thought of the priest's face that was exactly the same as Grandpa Shuangliu's, and thought of getting along with him these days, and thinking of his amiable appearance, Yugi still couldn't help feeling sad.

Three thousand years ago, did such a thing happen?

Did the past priest Simon also sacrifice his life and soul for this country and for himself?

This was the old man's own choice, and it was also his last stubbornness.

Dedicate yourself to the cause until death.

That's probably what it was like.

The Great Evil God Sok's towering body was standing not far from the palace. If you walk closer, you will find that his lower body is translucent, and his whole body is sticking out from the golden stone slab lying flat on the ground.

He has no entity, not yet.

An Yugi took the lead and walked up.

The Great Evil God seemed to sense his approach, laughed lowly, and shot out two beams of red light from his scarlet eyes, falling on the ground to form a human image.

It was An Moliang, the host of the Great Evil God Sok, still standing there in his wide red robe, with a mocking and even impatient smile on his face.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, Pharaoh." Moliang yawned, "You are so slow."

"Moliang!"

Yugi ignored the obstruction of the priests behind him and walked forward. He glanced at the huge black shadow and frowned: "What's going on?"

"As you can see, I decided to show my cards." Baliang sneered, "This is my true self, my true attitude!"

After the voice fell, before Yugi answered, the sand sculpture behind him interrupted.

"Brother Xieshen, Brother Jie said he was not convinced and wanted to compete with you."

"Good guy, the heavy sword has no edge and great skill is not skillful. If you hit this big guy with a sword, I'm afraid it will be cut in two with one sword, right?"

"......"

A "well" character appeared on Baliang's forehead again.

MD, this group of mentally retarded children again!

It's just as annoying as their master!

But Baliang tried to ignore them and just snorted coldly.

"As long as my original body is resurrected, not only everything in this memory sandbox, but even the real me will wake up with the power drawn from this ultimate dark game!"

"What did you say?" Yugi frowned, "Do you mean that this dark game we are playing will affect the outside world?"

"Yes." Baku Liang said proudly, "Soon, Yugi. I will complete what I failed to complete three thousand years ago. I will kill you - this time, make sure your soul is annihilated, without any fragments left.

Next, my original body will be resurrected in the real world, and then the whole world will become purgatory and become my possession!"

After a pause, he slapped his forehead and remembered something.

"Oh, right. And your friends in the real world, especially the container." Baku Liang grinned, "I won't forget to treat them specially."

Yugi's pupils shrank slightly, and then he narrowed his eyes, his face was solemn, and his eyes quickly became cold.

"It's over."

Some players have begun to realize the seriousness of the problem.

"Bet a bag of spicy strips, the Great Evil God is already dead."

"Wang Yang: Play is play, joke is joke, don't joke with AIBO."

"......"

Yugi calmly said: "But you haven't collected all the thousand-year artifacts, and you haven't resurrected, right?"

This is what Mo Liang himself told him before. The resurrection of the Great Evil God Sok requires the collection of seven artifacts. Unless the rules are changed, he can't be resurrected.

"Yes." Mo Liang didn't deny it. "Although the time for resurrection is approaching, I haven't been able to snatch the seven thousand-year artifacts from you, and I really can't be resurrected... Hehe, but haven't you already gathered the seven artifacts for me?"

"What?"

Yugi realized a problem at this time.

He and his priests gathered here... The seven artifacts they carried, and even the stone slab that Mo Liang dragged out of the treasure house, have now been gathered together.

"Well, the final chapter of the Dark Game has begun!" Baliang jumped down from the rock, opened his alchemical fighting disk, and shouted, "Come on, Lord Pharaoh! This is the last and final Dark Game between us, and the stakes are the seven thousand-year-old artifacts!"