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¡¾Tell me how to avoid killing people. ¡¿
The young boy who spoke stood in the night, his gray-white hair reflecting the pale moonlight, shining brightly.
He stepped on a corpse that was still warm under him, and bent down to insert the dagger into the vest on the back of the corpse.
With a flick, blood splattered everywhere.
Then, he stood up straight.
The gray-white hair was stirred up in wild arcs by the night wind, so the scars exposed on the dark brown cheeks became more and more ferocious.
The hand half hidden behind him has been dyed a dazzling bright red color that is completely contrary to the color of his hair. Warm bright red liquid flows from his hand, and along the silver-white bladed dagger he holds in his hand, a drop of Drops fell on the dark soil.
The young man raised his face, and the night wind blew over his face.
The dark brown eyes narrowed slightly, and the childish face showed a sickly intoxicated look.
"If you continue to kill like this without restraint, you will inevitably die."
There was a vague consciousness in the depths of his soul, which made the young man who was intoxicated with the pleasure of killing wake up a little, and his eyes showed a vigilant look.
? ? ? ? ? This can¡¯t go on like this.
It¡¯s not that Diabondo doesn¡¯t know.
??If we continue to kill like this, sooner or later it will arouse the ideas of the Egyptian priests and officials, and in the end they will only lead to their own destruction.
But he couldn't control himself.
Only the real feeling of the sharp weapon penetrating the body can be conveyed to his hands, and only the twisted and frightened faces of the dead can make him feel a sense of pleasure in the numbness He is intoxicated with this morbid pleasure and cannot extricate himself.
¡¾Tell me how to avoid killing people. ¡¿
At that time, he asked himself this question.
At that time, he did not expect that many years later
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The dark brown fingertips that clasped the gold armband with exquisite hollow patterns in his hand passed through a tremor that could not be detected by the naked eye.
Then, the hand put it back steadily.
When he lifted it up again, he was holding another gold headdress in his hand.
Diabondo lifted it up and faced the sun. The special runes hidden deep in the hollow patterns, which were as small as eyelashes, were once again exposed to the thief's keen eyes.
Diabondo repeated this step, taking out the rings, earrings, etc. one by one and checking them.
His movements are slow and orderly, and he examines each item carefully.
He looked as if nothing had happened and his face was calm, just like a businessman checking the goods.
Finally, he slowly exhaled and clenched the small cloth bag in his right hand.
His eyes were looking at the ground under his feet, his expression unchanged at all, but something shook deep in his pupils, making the tone of his dark brown pupils, which were shadowed by gray-white hair, darker.
He stood with his back to the sunlight coming in from the door, his shadow stretched long on the ground, making him look lonely. He seemed to be in a daze, but the fingers holding the small cloth bag were clenched tightly, almost trembling, and the deep veins on the back of his hands could be vaguely seen.
The sound of footsteps came from outside, from far to near.
The shadow of Yugi who stepped through the door fell at Diabondo's feet, causing the dark brown pupils staring at the floor under his feet to move slightly.
The boy holding a few dripping red apples walked into the dilapidated temple in the sunshine that was about to end. His big light purple eyes curved into the shape of a crescent.
He happily ran to his friend's side and raised the big bright red apple high in his hand.
The transparent water droplet drawn in an arc from the round and plump red peel resembles a refracted tear.
The boy¡¯s slightly childish face was filled with a happy smile, as if he was forever frozen in the distorted reflection of the dew drop in that moment¡ª¡ª
The washed, wet apples rolled down on the ground in a mess, their bright red and beautiful skin covered in dust.
The gold ornaments scattered from the cloth bag and fell to the stone ground continued to make clear and crisp crashing sounds.
The Egyptian King's brother tried his best to lift his toes off the ground little by little.
The fingers helplessly dug into the dark brown skin of the wrist that was clasping his throat, and the white cheeks turned red to the extreme due to the suffocation.
He opened his lips slightly, but couldn't take a breath?Monster.
A monster born by denying the human self.
A monster that represents killing and blood.
¡¾The only way to not be deceived, betrayed, hurt, or to destroy human emotions that become a burden to weakness¡¿
¡ª¡ªAs long as you give up your identity as a human being and become a being with more power than anything else¡ª¡ª
"Let's do it, Diabondo."
The King of Thieves from the darkness stretched out his hand. The golden key on his chest shone with dark golden light, but it could not illuminate his face that seemed to be hidden forever in the darkness.
He stared at the powerful monster that belonged to him with angry eyes, and the corners of his lips were raised, revealing a bit of sinisterness and contempt.
"Kill him and fulfill your wish."
The newly born powerful monster obeyed its master's command and stretched out his ferocious right hand, which showed a ferocious attitude that could be called a claw.
In his opinion, the weak and almost vulnerable human being under his feet was already a dead thing.
As long as he reaches out his hand slightly, his long and sharp claws can easily penetrate the opponent's head.
He stretched out his hand expressionlessly.
The sharp claws glowing with the cold blue venom color were about to pierce into the soft and helpless forehead that was stained red with blood¡ª¡ª
A dazzling bright golden light that disgusted this monster born in darkness suddenly shone out.
The monster with a human body and a snake tail suddenly let out an uncontrollable roar like a wild beast. His huge snake tail swung fiercely, sending countless gravel under its feet flying into the air.
He felt that his sharp claws that were about to penetrate that weak human's head were blocked.
He roared violently because he was keenly aware of the provocation of the golden light.
A fierce air flow that came from nowhere suddenly expanded and exploded at the moment he roared.
The violent airflow knocked his huge body back nearly a hundred meters, and his hard tail dragged a deep ravine on the ground that seemed to split the entire earth.
The sharp blade-like air flow spread out in all directions, cutting open the monster's tough skin, and black liquid oozed out from countless small wounds, making him look quite embarrassed.
The raging air current carried countless sand and dust flying in the sky.
After the heavy storm sand passed by, the figure that had been hidden in the flying dust was finally vaguely revealed in front of everyone.
The purest golden light pierced through the dust cover and passed over the golden headdress of the Eye of Horus on the dark brown forehead.
The pure white cloak behind him flew like the spread wings of a white eagle in the strong wind.
The outstretched right hand still shone with a sharp light, and even the gold bracelet on the wrist also reflected a bright light¡ª¡ª
The young king who was half-kneeling on the ground raised his head. Under the flying golden hair, deep in the bright red cold pupils, there seemed to be a cluster of scorching flames burning to the extreme.
The dark brown strong left arm held his royal brother tightly in his arms. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com