hero?it must be me

When Zheng Qi stepped across the dividing line and left the sandstorm behind, he did not choose to continue crashing into the temple with the missile-like stone.

It's not just because under the education of his mother, Zheng Qi has always been a well-educated person

It was because there was already a figure waiting for him for a long time at the top of the steps in front of the main hall.

"Is it you first?"

"Exactly."

Standing on a high place, Nitocris looked down at Zheng Qi under the long steps, her serious face suddenly softened, revealing helplessness and relief.

"You man... I should appreciate your words and deeds, but on the contrary, you have also pushed yourself into a desperate situation where there is no way to retreat."

"Impossible?"

Zheng Qi raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"In this way, you have no way out."

Nitocris said seriously: "When you set foot on the territory of Pharaoh Osmandis again, it means that no matter whether you are defeated in a fierce battle or pray for forgiveness, you have to die to apologize."

"Huh?"

Zheng Qi opened his hands: "Then..."

"You have to create a desperate situation for me, don't let me down."

"...Have you ever been afraid of fighting?"

"Why are you asking this question again?"

Zheng Qi's face once again showed the look of [Is this girl getting more and more dumbfounded].

"Being eager to win more than anyone else means being more afraid of losing than anyone else. Isn't this a matter of course?"

"Then you still-"

"The hymn of humanity is the hymn of courage."

Zheng Qi raised his head, as if reciting a stirring epic.

"The so-called courage is a magnificent flower that can only bloom in fear."

"It's never the fear of defeat that's scary, Nitocris."

"The terrible thing is that even the courage to face defeat and fear has been completely lost."

"A person like that, in my opinion, is a complete—"

Following the long steps, Zheng Qi and Nitocris' eyes met.

It is obvious that Nitocris is at the top, and Zheng Qi is at the bottom...

But at this moment, it seemed that Zheng Qi from below was overlooking Nitocris above.

"Nothing."

Chapter 403 Chapter [-]: I am enough alone

"Just like you, Nitocris."

"Knowing that you will not be my opponent, you still stand here."

"This is your courage."

"I just like you for that."

Facing Zheng Qi's words, Nitocris watched him silently for a few seconds, then took a deep breath.

"I am Pharaoh Nitocris!"

The queen of the desert raised her head in a clear voice: "Since you are here, there is no need to talk between us! At this moment, let the thoughts and ideas be washed away by the rapids of the Nile River!"

"If you want to step into the temple and meet Pharaoh Osmandis, you must first defeat me!"

"it is good."

Zheng Qi responded.

He walked slowly towards the long steps.

"I am coming."

"Mirror of Hades! Forgotten land of the dead! In the name of Onitocriss, return to the present world!"

Accompanied by Nitocris' announcement, a pitch-black mirror of Hades quietly formed in front of her, and immediately after, a dense cold air poured out from the mirror, followed by low-pitched murmurs .

That was the frightening voice seeping out from the mouths of the figures surging out of the mirror.

No, not right.

I'm afraid it's inappropriate to say it's a human figure.

It was more like a mass of thick ink randomly splattered on white paper by a painter, which happened to present a human-like shape.

On such a "scribbled" body, only those eyes glowing with scarlet light are so clear.

And when they continuously poured out from the mirror and met the sunlight and breeze of this world, those scarlet eyes stared at Zheng Qi in unison.

Focusing on this, the only one present that exudes such a strong vitality.

"Gahahahahahah!"

The murmur immediately turned into a howl.

It is the envy of the dead for the living.

That is the thirst of the dead for the living!

——Without any order from Nitocris, these aliens crawling out of the mirror of Hades have already performed their duties spontaneously.

Trampling on each other, bumping into each other, pushing each other, without the slightest willingness to cooperate with each other, within a few breaths, the entire long steps were covered with black shadows, scrambling to rush towards Zheng Qi.

There is no doubt that they all want to taste the warm flesh and blood first...

They all want to take the first step and drag Zheng Qi into the misery of the dead.

Taking advantage of the cold air flowing from the mirror of Hades, the alien dead are about to cross the final limit in an instant and devour the living alone in front of them——

"call."

The dark green flame was ignited in Zheng Qi's Dragon Eyes.

"Gah-!"

The howling of excitement stopped abruptly.

At the same time, the footsteps of the aliens rushing forward also stopped.

For the dead who don't have much rationality, it is impossible to understand why their [body] is so stiff and heavy as if it was filled with lead sand at this moment.

But one thing, even existences like them can be accurately understood.

That is, if we go one step further——

Do not……

If you don't beg for mercy anymore——

If you don't beg for mercy from the man in front of you, you will die.

……die?

Would the dead without much reason be afraid of death?

Or rather...

Just because there is not much rationality, the dead are already aware of it instinctively.

Being an enemy of Zheng Qi, will the fate be more terrible than death?

The dead have no time to think about these things, let alone actively express them at this moment.

But what they did next showed their choices beautifully.

"Bang, bang bang—"

The sound of physical collisions resounded continuously above the long steps.

The closer the deceased was to Zheng Qi, the stiffer he looked.

During the hysterical rush, all actions were suddenly stopped. Dead people like this, in the torrent released by the mirror of Hades, formed one after another, like strange reefs that suddenly rose from the bottom of the sea.

Trampling on each other, bumping into each other, pushing each other.

The momentum of rolling against each other, not only did not weaken because of the fear of the dead, but intensified in a series of tumbling and falling.

It seems that a poorly skilled symphony orchestra is performing selflessly that it thinks is excellent, and no one can stop them.

And the conductor of this orchestra, at this very moment, is standing at the forefront of this chaos.

Zheng Qi is the source of this confusion.

——At the same time, it is also the end of all this.

When the last strange-shaped dead fell down under the drag of his companions, lying on the scattered companions and not daring to move, all the restlessness subsided in front of Zheng Qi.

Looking around, the long steps originally built of pure white jade have been completely buried by the bodies of many dead.

At first glance, it seems that one after another alien corpses are used to pave the stairs to the glorious temple.

It was like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

"..."

Nitocris looked at all this in astonishment.

When Zheng Qi crushed the sphinx group with unparalleled power, she thought that the alien dead who leaned on the mirror of Hades would probably not be Zheng Qi's opponent.

To be honest, she also knew in her heart that if she and Zheng Qi got serious, her chances of winning were not great.

but……

"It's much quieter."

Zheng Qi's footsteps never stopped.

Those gentle and straight steps stepped straight onto the rugged long steps made by the dead.

One step, another step.

Until Zheng Qi walked in front of her like this, Nitocris did not make any offensive moves.

She just raised her head and looked at the man in front of her who was covered in mist.

"Zheng Qi... this aura, what are you..."

"I'm Zheng Qi. This year, um... I should be over 19 years old."

With his hands on his hips, he looked down at Nitocris in front of him.

"If you have any means, just take them out."

Zheng Qi said in a calm tone.

"I'm waiting for you."

——Nitocris, who came back to her senses, almost subconsciously wanted to pick up the staff to do something.

But then, her movements stopped.

It wasn't because he was at such a distance from Zheng Qi that he knew that he would never be Zheng Qi's opponent in a close combat, so he flinched.

It's not because she really has nothing to do at this moment.

What stopped her was an order echoing in her mind.

"...As ordered."

Nitocris let go of the force on her palm, no longer tightly gripping the staff, but closed her eyes, and moved sideways.

She gave way to the gate of the temple.

"Pharaoh Osmandis, I am waiting for you."

"to make."