Pharaoh

[The Great Pharaoh

guard my egyptian god

Your immortal soul shelters the land of Egypt

The place where you are is the kingdom of gold that my Egyptian people yearn for]

When the earth had calmed down, at the foot of a certain collapsed cliff, a pile of rubble shook slightly.

The slight vibration caused the gravel at the top of the pile of stones to roll down, making the sound of sand and stone fragments rubbing against each other.

Then, a dark brown blood-stained hand suddenly stretched out from the pile of rubble, and it waved twice in the air with difficulty, grabbing onto the rock in front of it.

The rubble rolled down, and the man whose body was mostly buried under the rubble managed to climb out.

He knelt on the ground, panting heavily.

The armor on his body was already tattered in the scuffle just now, and the helmet that fell out of nowhere made his long black curly hair messy and stuck to his cheeks stained with dust and blood, making his whole body People look more and more embarrassed.

The man raised his head and looked at the huge snake-tailed monster in front of him.

The king he swore to protect was caught in the palm of that monster.

The man lowered his head, and relying on the strength of the long sword in his hand, he tried his best to get his somewhat disobedient body to stand up staggeringly.

The compulsive movement caused several deep wounds on his body to burst open again, splashing bright red blood in the air.

He clenched the sword in his hand and walked forward, his messy hair covered most of his bloody face.

The blood on his forehead slid from his cheeks, pooled on his chin, and finally couldn't bear it and dripped down.

He walked forward, faltering.

The violent ups and downs of his chest indicated the difficulty and pain of his breathing at the moment.

The bright red liquid flowed down from his thick arm, slashed across the sharp blade, and dripped bloodstains along the way.

[Great Pharaoh, protect me, the gods of Egypt. 】

The black mist spread over and floated around the man, penetrating into his scars little by little.

As a result, the blood that flowed out gradually became pitch black.

As a result, the originally robust body gradually shrank and turned gray as if corroded.

The man was still walking forward, panting harder and slower, but still taking one step at a time.

The liquid flowing down from his cheek, mixed with the black blood on his face, stretched out from the messy hair, it was hard to tell whether it was sweat, tears or blood.

【The glory of my Egypt is your immortal soul. 】

At the foot of the monster with a human body and snake tail that was as huge as a mountain, the man stood there, as small as a speck of dust.

The jet-black snake tail was winding and circling on the ground, the thick snake tail was already higher than the man's head.

Diabondo didn't notice the existence of the human under his feet, just like a human would not care about the existence of an ant under his feet.

The man raised his hand that had been corroded like a dead branch, and the long sword in his hand flashed a bright light in the black mist.

He raised his head, on the gray cheek that had lost all vitality under the flying black hair, the sweat mixed with dirty blood showed the last will remaining in his body that was about to decay and collapse.

The long sword in his hand fell down, and with all his remaining strength, he stabbed fiercely at the jet-black snake tail that was higher than his head in front of him.

click-

That was the sound of the long sword shattering against the shiny black hard snake scales.

The moment it touched the snake scale, the crack that burst from the tip of the sword quickly spread to the body of the sword.

Then, it shattered into countless metal fragments and scattered in all directions.

The feeling like a mosquito bite made Dia not even think about looking down, but only slightly moved the snake's tail.

For Dia, the slightest swing was a catastrophe for the ants standing under his feet.

The man's body, which had been corroded to the point of losing all vitality, was knocked out.

When the snake's tail moved, the cliff it hit trembled, and the shattered boulder rolled down from above and fell heavily——

[I am the great Pharaoh of Egypt. 】

The young Egyptian soldier was lying on the ground, the black blood oozing from the lower body that had been completely crushed by the boulder spread out from the sand.

His hand seemed to have exhausted his last bit of strength, struggling, unwillingly stretching forward to where the broken sword fell.

In the end, the hand fell to the ground in mid-air.

He was lying on the ground, his black hair scattered all over the floor.

He opened his eyes, the blood-stained corners of his eyes were still stained with tears, but he didn't make a sound anymore.

【The place where you are is the kingdom of gold we are after. 】

……

Brother Wang.

……

Brother Wang.

Are you... calling me?

Brother Wang, if you don't wake up, everything will be too late.

...too late?

When the king of Egypt opened his eyes, what fell into his pupils was the chin of the young high priest, and he didn't realize that there was anything wrong with the feeling of just waking up.

The slender eyelashes moved, casting light shadows on the half-opened light purple eyes.

The young brother Wang half-opened his eyes, his face was still a little dazed from just waking up, and then, after blinking, he gradually regained consciousness.

There was still a dull pain in the back of the neck, which made him subconsciously want to raise his hand to touch it.

As soon as his body moved, he realized that he was actually being hugged by Seth, and the scenery around him kept receding, showing Seth's fast forward pace.

He opened his eyes wide in astonishment, and a few scenes before he fainted flashed through his waking mind.

"Set!"

Feeling his arm being grabbed, Seth subconsciously slowed down.

"Put me down."

The order issued by Wang Di made Seth have no choice but to stop, he frowned, and finally chose to obey the order, let go of his hands and put Wang Di down.

When he saw Wang Di turn around and look in the direction he came from, he subconsciously grabbed Wang Di's arm.

"Brother Wang." He frowned and said, "We need to get out of here as soon as possible."

As he spoke, he looked at the Priestess who was beside him.

Isis nodded to him, raised her head as if intending to cast a spell of temporary unconsciousness on the king brother whose back was turned to her.

But Wang Di suddenly turned his head and met her with a threatening look in his violet pupils, which made her startled, Isis hesitated for a moment, and then stopped his small movements.

Seth frowned even tighter, and he wanted to say something, but the voice that suddenly resounded throughout the Valley of the Kings interrupted him.

"Brother of Egypt."

It seemed to be a sound that resounded through the entire world. It was not a deafening loud noise, but more like flowing water that spread smoothly, resounding in everyone's ears very clearly.

It echoed smoothly throughout the Valley of the Kings, but because of its owner, it felt a little threatening.

"Are you going to run away?"

There was a strong sense of irony in the Thieves King's words. He seemed to know exactly what method and language to use to best arouse brother Wang's guilt and remorse.

"Are you going to leave your brother king and your people escape alone?"

The king of Egypt stood there, looking towards the place where the sound of flowing water came from.

The fingers holding the golden building block in his arms tightened, and then loosened, the pure golden hair on his forehead softly brushed over his slender eyelashes.

There was a bit of inexplicable weakness in the depths of the half-closed violet pupils, which made his immature face even more pale.

He lowered his head, and the hair that fell down his cheeks covered most of his cheeks after the wind passed by.

He hugged the golden building blocks in his arms, shook off Seth's hand and walked forward.

"Brother Wang—"

Priest Seth, who was about to catch Wangdi who was walking back, was pulled back by the priestess beside him.

Set turned back and glared at Isis.

"Why hinder me? Isis!"

"At this point...it's useless to say anything."

Isis asked back, her beautiful face was full of exhaustion at the moment.

"If Brother Wang doesn't want to leave, do you think we can force him?"

She said, looking at Wang Di's back with her slender eyes, a strange light flashed in the depths of her pupils, which made her complexion look a little dignified and gloomy.

Seth looked back at Brother Wang's back, with a look of anxiety in his eyes.

He turned around, trying to shake off Isis's hand and catch up with the younger brother, but Isis grabbed his hand even harder.

"Are you going back, Seth."

Priestess' extremely soft voice came from behind, suppressed to the limit, as if trying to squeeze it out of her throat.

"You should know that once you turn around, it will be a dead end."

Her slender fingers grabbed the gold jewelry around her neck, and a bleak smile appeared on her beautiful face.

"I'm going to find my brother... Seth, you leave with the golden artifact... At least you must save the last bit of power for Egypt to fight against the evil god..."

Seth slammed Isis's hand away.

He stared at Isis with angry eyes burning with scorching flames, and let out an uncontrollable roar.

"If all the blood of the royal family is cut off, then what's the point of my existence as a priest!"

I know.

Priestess watched Seth's leaving back, slowly closed her eyes, her slender black hair flew up and brushed the corners of her lips.

It's just that I'm too weak to face what's about to happen.

It's just that I want to use your departure to deceive myself before I die. In this world, there is still the last hope of protecting Egypt from the evil gods.

-

"Hmph... did you still run away?"

The Thief King standing on the high cliff let out a cold snort, and the black mist slipped through his gray hair like flowing water.

The dark brown cheeks were rendered in a somewhat darker tone, which contrasted extremely strongly with the blood-red pupils.

"In comparison, my own life is more important."

At this moment, the mockery that flashed in those blood-red pupils became stronger and stronger.

Then, Bakula's eyes fell on the young Pharaoh whose consciousness was sealed off.

With a gesture, he ordered his monster to devour the prey completely.

Bakula only moved his hand, and suddenly his gaze changed slightly.

A white light pierced through the black mist and galloped towards him. At the end of the white light, the golden wheel shone with golden light in the darkness, pushing the life-eroding black mist away from its owner's body.

Bakula glanced disdainfully from the corner of his eye.

Before the white ray of light reached him, it was completely swallowed up by the black mist pouring in from all directions.

Bakula didn't move at all, but the sneer on the corner of his lips became more and more obvious.

Missing bugs?

He thought disdainfully, and gestured to Dia with his eyes.

The Snake Demon obeyed his orders and spit out jet-black flames towards the enemy.

Mahat, who had been sealed with all his magic power, was standing on the edge of the crack. Perhaps it was extremely difficult for him to even stand now.

He had just used the only accessory on his body that sealed the magic just now, and even pushing away the black mist at this moment was just the instinct of the golden artifact to protect its master, not driven by him.

He stood with his back against the stone wall, looking in the direction of his most important young king in the hands of the huge snake demon.

A little painful, a little desperate, his body leaned back limply.

He closed his eyes, and the black flames rushed towards him——

A shield of light flashed in front of Mahat, resisting the black flames attacking Mahat.

Mahat opened his eyes in astonishment, and the golden jewelry, golden eyes and golden scepter that shone with unusually dazzling golden light in the darkness illuminated his pupils.

What was brighter than that was the dazzling sun-like light emitted by the golden building block in Wang Di's arms.

The pure golden gold building block is suspended in the bosom, under the cover of its bright brilliance, the light white shimmer of the life talisman imprint on Wang Di's chest is extremely inconspicuous.

The swirling airflow messed up the blond hair on the young Wang's closed eyes, and that immature face now had a look of resoluteness as if a ship was sinking.

If the dragon Gondola can be summoned again...

That time, he successfully summoned Gondola.

Then this time, it will definitely work.

The Egyptian prince, who tried his best to wake up Gondola with the power of the golden building blocks in his arms, opened his eyes. The inexplicable feeling in his soul that responded to his call from afar made his eyes flash with hope again.

However, the moment he opened his eyes, the hope that had just emerged was annihilated and turned into ashes.

A trace of bitterness flashed across Yu Yu's face, and he lowered his hands.

The golden building blocks lost all their light and fell into his hands.

The sense of contact with the soul from the mysterious land that responded to his call with great difficulty just now has disappeared.

Yu Yu raised his head and looked into the distance.

Diabondo held up the young king in his hand, and the sword-like sharp claws flashed a sharp cold light above the young king's throat.

The meaning of coercion is self-evident.

Standing on the high cliff beside Diabondo, the blood-red pupils of the Thief King reflected the figure of his brother from afar, and a trace of greed flashed deep in his eyes.

"Brother of Egypt, come to me." He said, with a faint look of urgency in his eyes, "Bring the golden building blocks."

The violet pupils trembled slightly, and finally couldn't help showing a little bit of fear.

Youyou turned his head, his eyes fell on the other him who was nailed to the cliff and seemed to have lost his voice, and then raised his head again, looking at the boy king who was controlled by the claws of the monster ahead.

His fingers holding the thin rope of the golden building block clenched a little more tightly, then, he gritted his teeth and took a step forward.

A black-red burst of light shot upwards from the ground, piercing Seth's hand that was eagerly reaching out to Wang Di behind Wang Di, and the next second, the burst of light shot out from the other end again in the air. An arc is about to penetrate Seth's throat——

The bloody black light disappeared a second before piercing through the head of the younger brother who suddenly turned around to block Seth.

You Yu raised his head, and there was no expression on his immature face at the moment.

"Bakula."

He called out the name of the Thief King, and looked straight in the direction of the tall Bakula.

"You want this?"

He asked, raising the golden building block in his hand, the black shadow of the Thief King was reflected in the depths of his violet pupils.

He walked towards the direction of Bakula again, and the great priest behind him subconsciously stretched out his hand to prevent him from throwing himself into the trap.

But an invisible wall in the air blocked the distance between Seth and his brother, making it impossible for Seth to take a step forward.

Seth's fist slammed heavily on the invisible wall in the sky, and Qingkong's pupils burned with extremely hot rage that almost turned into white flames.

Standing beside him, Isis opened his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he could only sigh.

She turned around and walked towards Mahat on the other side, stretching out her hands to support Mahat's body, which was only supported by the stone wall behind him.Her thick eyelashes trembled violently, but she was deeply hidden in the shadows.

No one can bother anymore.

In the depths of the dark Valley of the Kings, only the last two people stared at each other.

The white-haired thief king looked down at the young brother Wang with a condescending attitude, and there was a hint of a half-smile in his blood-red pupils.

"No." Bakula replied, the scar on his cheek twisted as his lips opened and closed, "I want you, brother."

The corners of his lips were raised sharply.

"Without you, the golden building block is just a waste to me."

"Game, I want you to give me everything."

Said the Thief King surrounded by darkness, repeating his words once more, and suddenly changing the name of the game.

In his blood-red pupils, amidst the hostility, there was naked greed.

"Give me the power of the golden artifact, give me the power of the Egyptian royal family, give me the power of the gods—"

The Thief King, who has obtained the dark power of the evil god, made no secret of his ambitions and desires that could never be filled.

He needs more power.

A power that the whole world fears.

One day, he wants God to tremble under his feet too!

The younger brother who had already walked under Diabondo's huge snake tail stood still. He raised his head and stared at Diabondo's ferocious and terrifying face that could no longer be described with a human face.

Then his eyes fell on Bakula's familiar dark brown face.

In the depths of the violet pupils, a trace of unconcealable pain spread silently like water ripples.

"Bakula."

The young brother Wang took a deep breath, his face was immature, but his eyes were more tenacious than anything else.

"You're delusional."

He pierced Bakula's fantasy with the sharpest words.

"You didn't get the power of the evil god, but you were dominated by the evil god."

He raised his head, and looked at the Thief King, who had obtained the powerful dark power and was on the ground at this moment, with a compassionate gaze that could deal the heaviest blow to the opponent.

"You are just a puppet in the hands of the evil god—"

The wrath of the king of thieves, whose dream was shattered by the cruelest language, tore the ground under the feet of the king of Egypt.

The black light like a sharp blade penetrated Wang Di's limbs, cut open Wang Di's skin, and tore several long and narrow scars on his body.

The splashed blood was instantly swallowed up by the surrounding black mist, his legs pierced by the sharp blade could no longer support his body and he knelt down on the ground.

He held the golden building blocks in his arms tightly with one hand, and pressed the other to the ground.

The blood oozing from his torn skin slid across his white skin and dripped onto the black ground, still being swallowed in an instant.

The young Wangdi gasped in pain, and the severe pain transmitted from the pierced limbs to his brain caused his eyes to turn black.

Is this the end?

The black ground shook before his eyes, and his vision was blurred.

...will die here?

Warm bright red liquid flowed from his forehead, slid over his eye sockets, gathered at the tip of his nose, and fell on the black ground drop by drop.

His arm suddenly trembled violently.

The trembling gradually spread to his whole body.

"You're shaking."

A voice with a hint of sneer came from above, and every word seemed to be filled with deep-seated hatred.

That made Yugi a little confused, he didn't know why Bakula hated him so much, even more than Atum.

"Are you afraid, brother of Egypt. Are you afraid of being killed by me?"

"……Yes."

After a pause, the game replied, the blood flowing into his eyes made his vision more and more blurred.

"I'm scared."

He was afraid of death.

He has always been a coward.

He was never a hero.

"If you're afraid of death, then it's better to run away first."

Bakula's muffled snort of disdain came from above.

"Why are you—"

The next sentence seemed to carry some unclear meaning, but it stopped abruptly in the middle of speaking.

"...I really want to escape."

The game answered, grasping the golden building blocks in his arms.

The pain caused by the sharp point of the golden building block piercing his palm made him barely maintain his sanity.

He opened his lips, making a panting sound almost like crying.

"But if I escape here, I really have nothing."

What is the difference between nothing and death?

"You're of no use if you can't give me what I want."

The white-haired thief king declared so, and his blood-red pupils revealed a strong killing intent.

The young Wangdi tried his best to prop up his body and sat back on the ground. He raised his head and looked at Bakula who looked down at him in a condescending posture.

The golden building blocks in his arms were bitingly cold, as if absorbing the last remaining heat from his body.

Even though it was too far away to see the expression on the other person's face clearly, only those cold, blood-red pupils were exceptionally clear.

The snake demon Diabondo opened his mouth, and a chill passed through his sharp and ferocious fangs.

The black flame brewed a icy cold scorching trace in his mouth, shining a strange light in the darkness.

This is... the end? ...

From the mouth of the snake demon Diabando, the black flames that could incinerate people into ashes with just a little contamination rushed towards the Egyptian prince who was kneeling powerlessly on the ground——

But in the end, there is still a little regret...

In the end, I still couldn't see that Brother Wang was safe and sound...

In the end, I still failed to hear that familiar call...

The slender eyelashes fell down, casting shadows on that immature face, and the golden hair stained with bright red blood seemed to have lost all vitality and fell powerlessly on the pale cheeks.

White fingers, clenched the golden building block until the knuckles turned white——

……

...just... a little regret?

The young Wangdi suddenly opened his eyes and raised his head.

The pitch-black flame that descended from the sky twisted and circled like a poisonous snake, reflected in his violet pupils and struck from far and near——

He is not reconciled! ! !

The pitch-black flame that seems to be burning hot in the dark mist is churning in the dark Valley of the Kings, and the bright black light strikes down like dazzling black lightning, as if it wants to destroy this piece of land.

The black firelight illuminated the face of the king of Egypt——

"Puff~~~~~~~~~~~~~"