Pharaoh

The earth shook, and even the whole world seemed to tremble.

In the center of the trembling world, a black-haired boy stood there, his slender body motionless.

The bright and dazzling golden sun shone down, but it was sucked in as soon as it fell on his soft and flying black hair.

The young man stood there, as if all the brilliance in all directions had been absorbed by him, it was extremely abrupt.

He made everyone involuntarily focus on him, unable to look away.

Between heaven and earth, it seemed that he was the only one standing here.

Ink-stained pupils are bottomless, but there is a faint luster at the edge.

The black-haired boy stared at the transparent figure floating in front of him, with a calm expression, neither sad nor happy.

But Yugi, who was forced to appear in a soul state again, gritted his teeth, and stared at him with almost transparent violet pupils without blinking.

A very shallow floating light suddenly flashed in the depths of the black pupils.

Almost at the same time, there was a sudden roar from behind, so Yu Yu had no time to glare at the evil god, and turned back reflexively in astonishment.

A ferocious and huge crack extended from Yu Yu's feet, and quickly burst into the distance.

The ground trembled amid the roar, and the Gobi stone piles on the desert collapsed one after another, breaking the ground.

And the place where the huge cracking sound came from is now covered by a collapsed rubble.

"Brother Wang—"

No longer caring about the most dangerous existence behind him, he flew towards the place buried by the collapsed rubble.

Soon, he breathed a sigh of relief, he had already seen the figure lying prone on the ground not far away.

He floated in front of the unconscious Atum, reaching out to touch him.

The transparent fingertips pierced Yatum's body, and Yuyu's hand was sluggish in mid-air. He looked at his hand with a stiff and bewildered expression. Slowly, his hand clenched tightly.

He pursed his lips tightly, and his slightly shrunken eyes could not hide the sad look in his eyes at the moment.

He was suspended in the air helplessly, his lips trembled, and finally couldn't help shouting again.

"Brother Wang!"

Although he keenly sensed the danger at that moment and avoided the blow, the aftermath of the powerful force from that attack still caused the young pharaoh to lose consciousness for a short time.

The calling from the outside world made him wake up gradually from the darkness. He supported his body on the ground with one hand, and pressed his head in pain with the other hand.

The severe tearing pain that surged up in his head made his brows and eyes tighten.

Another call from above made Yatum resist the severe pain that would almost make one completely faint and raised his head. In his blurred vision, he saw Yugi's face.

That slightly immature face looked a little strange, with tightly pursed lips, even though he tried hard to hide it, he still couldn't control his sad expression.

Yatum frowned tightly, on the one hand because of the unbearable pain in his head, on the other hand because he always felt that the games he saw were not right...

Pressing his head with one hand, Atum swayed slightly and stood up.

The other light brown hand stretched out towards the immature face in front of him, which seemed to be holding back the immature face that was about to cry.

Just like not so long ago, touch the other person's head.

He didn't like seeing that sad look on that face, it made him uncomfortable.

The light brown fingertips passed through the white cheeks, and what replaced the warm and soft feeling in memory was the cold air.

The crimson eyes suddenly widened, and the hand that was pressing the painful head suddenly stretched out——

It once again penetrated the chest of the boy in front of him, passing through it.

The young Pharaoh's hand was stretched forward too quickly and violently, so he even shook his forward body.

The young man floating in mid-air looked at him with light purple eyes, and bit his lips tightly, and the sad look in his eyes could no longer be concealed, revealing everything.

The young Pharaoh watched the game with his eyes wide open. He looked a little dazed and his movements were slow, as if he couldn't react to what he saw now.

His eyes moved away from the game, but he didn't focus on any point, the whole person seemed in a trance and unconscious.

His lips parted slightly, but no sound came out, only his lower lip trembled slightly.

Yatum suddenly raised his hands and pressed his head firmly, his brows and eyes twisted violently, and the crimson pupils were boiling hot like a raging fire.

"Monster..."

He opened and closed his lips and made an indistinct sound, and Chi Yan's pupils widened to the limit.

His hands gripped his head tightly, his fingertips digging deep into the skin.

"Monsters... will not betray me."

The beige handsome face has been twisted to the limit because of the pain at this moment, and the sweat seeping out has soaked the pure golden hair at the temples.

His fingers sank deeply into the golden hair, and the boy king, who closed his eyes tightly, let out a quick and heavy gasp.

The rune of the Eye of Horus that suddenly appeared on his forehead shone with a dark golden light, as if he was trying his best to get it out.

But a crimson barrier blocked it again and again.

A low growl sounded from the depths of the boy king's throat, very much like the roar of the king of beasts who was trapped in a trap and struggling desperately.

Yatum's body trembled uncontrollably, bulging veins could be seen faintly on his forehead, and his lips were so pale that no trace of blood could be seen.

An inaudible shattering of something from the void—

The rune of the Eye of Horus jumped up, and a bright golden light bloomed on Atum's forehead.

The pure blond hair wet with sweat stuck to the light brown skin, and the hands that were pressing the head were released and put down. The young Pharaoh slowly raised his head.

The crimson pupils that had been burned into a solution of rubies by the red flames burned with monstrous flames, which made the bright red color to the limit, and there is no other beauty that can surpass it in the world.

At a glance, it is as if the scorching heat can burn people to ashes.

Huge and incomparably magical power surged from his body, like a tornado that swept across the sky and ravaged the world, violently covering the entire land.

Yatum stretched out his hand and grabbed Yuyu's hand in front of him who was still staring blankly at him.

Before he had time to react, Yugi leaned down involuntarily, and was forcibly pulled to his side by Yatum.

He raised his head, and he was almost desperate because he was too frightened to stare at Atum's angry face with a silly expression at this moment.

Brother Wang was able to touch him... because he regained his strength?

Thinking of this, Yu You, who should have been happy, had an ominous omen for some reason.

Atum's memory and power are back, he should feel lucky.

But what is the frightening and uneasy feeling that emerges from the bottom of my heart...

A roar that pierced through the heavens and the earth awakened the game from the trance, and the game realized that he was guarded by Yatum at some point.

The boy king's back blocked his sight.

The game suddenly became anxious, and he pushed Atum's arm away vigorously, trying to look at the evil god on the opposite side.

Another deafening roar from above made Yugi subconsciously raise his head——

Above the sky, the dragon from the deepest night and dotted with the brightest blood color spread its huge dragon wings and hovered in the air in the most elegant and calm manner.

Its huge figure enveloped a large area of ​​land, but the direct sunlight leaking from the gaps in its dragon wings hurt Yu Yu's eyes.

At the moment when the game was in a daze, Atum had already summoned his strongest servant to the world.

Now that there is no golden building block and the three gods cannot be summoned, Gondola is his strongest servant.

The young king, who seemed to be surrounded by angry burning flames, stood on the ground and confronted the evil god opposite.

He should feel at ease.

Gondola must be able to take Brother Wang out of here.

You Yu told himself this, but he couldn't restrain the feeling of becoming more and more flustered the moment he saw Gondola that spread in his heart.

The fingers that he clasped his left arm deeply sank into the skin uncontrollably, and the knuckles were pulled to the limit.

Something unstoppable is about to happen...

He seemed to know what it was but couldn't figure out what it was.

Suddenly, the fingers clasping his arm froze, and Yu Yu's face suddenly turned pale.

……why……

Why did he not have the blood of the Egyptian royal family back then, but he was obviously just an ordinary person and he could summon Gondola?

There was a slight movement in his mind, almost reflexively, and Yu Yu raised his eyes straight to the evil god standing opposite him.

Just like before, the black-haired boy stood quietly on the cracked ground.

The surrounding rubble collapsed to the ground, the roar of the magic dragon above the sky, and the bright and dazzling golden sunlight could not invade his side.

The whole world seemed to be unbelievably quiet only around him.

The moment Moran's pupils met the host's light purple pupils, they finally breathed a little.

In the depths of his eyes, there was a hint of emotion that seemed to be smiling but faint when he looked carefully but couldn't see anything.

Then, the black-haired boy slowly closed his eyes.

"I gave you a chance, host."

He said, in a calm tone without the slightest ups and downs.

I have given the Pharaoh a chance to live, Overlord.

It's a pity he doesn't want it.

The evil god opened his eyes again and looked at the young pharaoh who was looking at him angrily.

In his ink-stained pupils, there was a look of contempt and coldness.

"I will give you a chance to live according to the wishes of the host."

Therefore, in the blow before awakening and leaving the palace, the evil god seriously injured the pharaoh, and at the same time sealed the pharaoh's memory and power.

As a human being, the evil god can let the host live according to the wishes of the host.

"Pharaoh, you shouldn't have broken my seal."

As a Pharaoh, that would be to hinder his existence.

He does not allow any existence that hinders him, even the host.

The young pharaoh confronted the gods of Egypt. Even the oppressive feeling that shocked the earth surged, but the pharaoh's face was not moved in the slightest, although there were blue veins on the back of his clenched hand.

The crimson pupils were scorching, like the bright rays of the rising sun almost piercing through the evil god's darkness.

He caused a hint of displeasure to appear in the evil god's calm black pupils.

He faced the other party with his young face that seemed to be jumping with anger without fear, without saying a word.

Then, the young Pharaoh raised his hand and pointed in the direction of Gondola in the sky——

The king of Egypt could feel the sound of his heart beating.

The voice echoed so clearly in his ears, one time, another time, he almost thought his heart would burst out of his chest.

He didn't see Atum raising his hand to give orders to Gondola in the sky.

His eyes have been staring at the extremely familiar face of the black-haired boy opposite him without blinking.

The heart trembled violently at that moment, and the king of Egypt suddenly opened his eyes wide to see the black-haired boy's lips suddenly rise slightly invisible, and his fingers trembled.

His heart was beating crazily, so fast that he could hardly breathe.

He opened his eyes wide and watched the magic dragon in the sky that combined the two extremes of the darkest night sky and the brightest bright red, but showed an unusually beautiful posture, swooping down on the black-haired boy on the ground——

The rune of the golden Eye of Horus protruded from Gondola's head, and instantly shattered into golden powder——

Gondola landed in front of the black-haired boy, drew back his sharp claws, and prostrated his huge head on the ground——

The terrifying and ferocious dragon prostrated itself at the feet of the black-haired boy in the most pious manner——

It was not a submissive posture like crawling at the feet of the pharaoh, but the deep grunt sounded from the depths of the dragon's throat, as if a child who had suffered all kinds of grievances was pouring out his grievances to his relatives.

It lay at the feet of the black-haired boy in awe, but it clearly showed the emotion of wanting to get close to him.

It whined in a low voice and kept shaking its head. The lantern-sized eyes that should have been terrifying looked at the black-haired boy with an excited and aggrieved expression.

[Gondora's full name is Gondola the Dragon of Destruction. 】

The purest black hair, which was soaked in the night, gently brushed over the ink-stained pupils because of the air current brushing past the cheeks.

The black-haired boy stretched out his hand, and gently landed on the huge head of the dragon crawling at his feet.

Behind him and it is a crumbling land.

He says,

"Gondola the Dragon of Destruction, a monster created for me."