Pharaoh

The heavy door suddenly brushed against the fingertips, and the tingling sensation of friction extended from the fingertips in an instant.

The crimson pupils shrank for an instant, and became more gorgeous. The dust raised by the slammed bronze gate made the figure of the young pharaoh surrounded by it blurry.

Then, the tall figure took a step back.

Under the astonished gazes of everyone who had no time to react, the young king took another two steps back and retreated from the flying dust.

They stood behind the young king, unable to see the expression on that handsome face.

They could only see that the bright red cloak that was as bright as the boy king's pupils clearly appeared before everyone's eyes, suddenly flying upwards and flying endlessly as if being blown by a whirlwind.

The Young King stretched out his hand, and aimed his palm in the direction of the door in front of him.

"king--"

The High Priest Seth standing behind the Boy King was the one who responded the fastest.

He strode forward, trying to stop the boy king's move.

"No! Pharaoh, this is the Valley of the Kings!"

Yatum paused for a moment with his hand raised in mid-air, then slowly clenched it into a fist, and finally let it go.

He turned his head, and the sharp gaze shot from his bright red pupils pierced straight to the priest standing on a small sunken altar not far to the left.That's where the gate of King Ahmose's tomb is located, and the priest is the one responsible for opening the gate.

The face of the priest locked by the enormous coercion of the young pharaoh turned pale in an instant, dripping with cold sweat.

"me……"

He took a step back at a loss, his expression still a little dazed and dazed.

Mahat, who was standing not far from him, walked towards him quickly, but just after taking a step, the priest suddenly hugged his head and shouted, shouting at the top of his voice, his face twisted , The blue veins are exposed.

Mahart was taken aback.

bang——

With a muffled sound, the priest's body suddenly swelled up like a blow, and exploded instantly.

Flesh and blood splattered all over the place.

Mahat stopped for a moment when the priest exploded, and immediately rushed forward to the sunken altar. Regardless of the blood stains on the ground, he reached into the blood-soaked stone statue and wanted to Activate the mechanism again to raise the bronze door.

As soon as he reached in, his face sank.

He turned his head and looked at the Pharaoh.

"King, the broken stone has fallen."

He said, his face turned ugly again.

The gate of the Pharaoh's underground tomb is usually equipped with a stone breaking mechanism, which is the last resort in case of accident.

Once the broken stone fell down with the gate, the gate of the underground palace would never be opened again.

The broken stone is made of the hardest rock poured with bronze, which is several times harder than the bronze gate. Once the two fall down at the same time, the passage between the underground palace and the outside world will be cut off—and in order to ensure that the underground palace will not be stolen Thieves dug and stole, and even the surrounding stone walls were poured with thick copper juice to fill the gaps.

It can be dug out only by manpower, but it will take at least seven or eight days.

Such a long time, Pharaoh absolutely can't wait!

What's more, I don't know who secretly dug this trap, and the younger brother, who was locked in the door alone, is obviously in an extremely dangerous situation.

Seth naturally thought of this immediately, and as soon as Mahat's words fell, he immediately turned to look at the Boy King.

What caught his eye was the hand of the young pharaoh once more raised towards the gate.

"King, please stop—"

"Get out!"

The young pharaoh's faintly suppressed angry shout that was about to erupt at any moment repelled Seth.

The backlashing magic power accompanied by the sudden sharp pain piercing into his head made the corners of his eyes twitch slightly.

The sharp lips were tightly pursed, and the raised light brown hand shone slightly under the gaze of the extremely gorgeous scarlet pupils——

A thin hand with wrinkled skin suddenly stretched out, grabbed the Boy King's arm, and pressed it down forcefully.

So the little light that had just been emitted was also extinguished.

"Simon!"

The Pharaoh of Egypt turned his head suddenly, his bright red pupils seemed to be jumping with red flames.

The suppressed low voice was full of anger that was about to come.

"Please calm down."

The aged high priest faced fearlessly the wrath of the pharaoh.

He frowned tightly, narrowed his eyes and glanced at the closed bronze door.

Then he turned to look at his Egyptian king.

"You should know that the Valley of the Kings has a magic seal jointly set by the high priests of Ra and Osiris. If you use magic power here, you will all eat yourself back."

"You think I can't stand it?"

The tone of the rhetorical question made the young king's gaze on High Priest Simon even more dangerous.

"No, my lord, I have never doubted the tenacity and strength of your spirit, but it is precisely because of this—"

When Simon said this, he paused, "Please don't forget, Brother Wang is not by your side now."

"If you insist on using force here, once you get out of control, the entire Valley of the Kings will be razed to the ground."

"He's right here."

His younger brother is very close to him, just separated by a wall.

"No, Pharaoh, you have to touch him, and you can control the magic power with the power of the Talisman of Life deep in his soul."

The young Pharaoh didn't speak again, but his lips were tightened again, and his hands were tightly clenched.

His eyes fell on the bronze door, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Simon narrowed his eyes and looked at the bright moon that was about to fall into the horizon.

Then, he turned around and looked at Atum.

He said, "Follow me, my lord, for I know a secret way that leads deep into the tomb of King Ahmose."

Almost everyone who participated in the construction of this huge and magnificent underground tomb died...

The Egyptian royal family passed down the map of the real King Ahmose's tomb, and the high priests passed down the map of this underground palace from generation to generation.

It was always in the head of the high priest.

In other words, in the whole of Egypt, only the high priests of Ra and Osiris knew the way in this underground palace.

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In the narrow and dark rock crevices, there is only a faint light coming from nowhere.

The young brother Wang let out a long breath and wiped his face vigorously with the back of his hand. The blood on the back of his hand stained his face, mixed with sweat and slid down his cheeks into his neck, staining most of his cheeks red. , it seems that he was seriously injured.

But in this dimly lit place, he couldn't see either.

Yugi managed to bandage the wound on Arden's right shoulder just now.

The wound cut straight down from Arden's right shoulder, an extremely long and deep one, with bones visible, which looked extremely terrifying.

When Yaden passed out in his arms, he hurriedly tore off Yaden's shirt that was almost completely stained red, and saw the pool of blood gushing out.

He glanced at the long whip that fell on Arden's right hand, and remembered that Arden used such an injured right arm to forcefully pull him up... Even if it was just his imagination, he felt a sharp pain in his right shoulder one time.

Yugi tore off his cloak vigorously, wrapped Arden's right shoulder layer after layer, and bound it tightly.

Seeing that the bleeding finally stopped, he breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as he relaxed, he felt the sweat on his forehead, and the feeling of slowly sliding down his cheeks made him very uncomfortable, so he raised his hand and wiped it again and again, wiping all the blood on his face.

He sat against the rock wall, and Arden, who was sleeping, was held by him, and his upper body was pillowed on his lap.

After not moving for a long time, he felt that his legs were a little numb, so he moved slightly.

The head of the boy who was resting on his lap also moved slightly, so his eyes subconsciously fell on Arden's face.

The unfamiliar face looked extremely pale under the weak light, and because he closed his eyes, he couldn't see the familiar pair of beautiful pupils that were as soft as stars.

He stretched out his hand and gently touched Arden's cheek, from the temple to the back of the ear, but he never found the trace of the soft mask he imagined.

He was suddenly a little upset, so he got serious and tried to touch it for a long time, from here to there.

I touched the whole face, but in the end I still found nothing.

Frustrated, Yuyu stroked the back of Adun's ear with his fingertips, but suddenly felt a movement there.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw the pair of dark pupils of Adun who had woken up at some point staring at him, his pale face looked a little weak, his slightly curved eyes were warm, and there was a faint indulgent smile.

His face turned red, and he wanted to take back his hands that were groping people's faces.

But as soon as he moved his hand, Yaden seemed to see through his mind, raised his hand to press his hand, and let his hand continue to stick to his cheek.

There was a familiar smile on that strange face.

"There's nothing you're looking for."

Arden said, "Have you forgotten about Raz?"

The game was startled, and immediately reacted.

Raz had told him back then that she had used magic to disguise herself, and she had always appeared in front of everyone as an ordinary-looking male youth.

It seems that Yaden probably used this method to change his appearance and sneak into the capital.

"Why are you here? And this injury is..."

The game asked, without any shyness.

For some reason, he always felt relaxed in the presence of this man, who could say whatever he wanted and ask any question he wanted.

Because the person in front of him never blamed him for anything or anything.

"I wanted to grab the golden key, but I accidentally fell for the opponent's trick."

Yaden smiled. Although he said such words, he looked calm and didn't feel embarrassed at all.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with such a straightforward question that the game didn't shy away from.

"The golden key?"

"Yes, the great priest who held it back then was killed, the golden key was also taken away, and it has been wandering outside... In the past few days, I followed the traces of its magic power and came here. I was careless and didn't notice that the other party was here Laid a trap for me."

The hand was held, but the game didn't want to take it back, because the hand was a little cold.

He held the opponent's hand backwards, wanting to warm the slightly cold hand with the temperature of his palm, and carefully wrapped his left hand around the shoulder of the person lying on his lap to prevent the opponent from accidentally falling.

Sensing his movement, Arden's dark pupils curved slightly, and the corners of his lips raised.

The uncrowned young king rubbed his cheek against the young prince's white fingers, and his beautiful pure golden hair wet with sweat stuck to his slightly pale cheek, and moved with his cheek, so The slightly cool golden hair was wrapped around Yuyu's fingers, and the ends of the hair occasionally scratched through Yuyu's fingertips.

The lazy and satisfied look on the unfamiliar and not-so-beautiful face of the uncrowned young king gave people a strange sense of temptation.

The subtle tingling sensation of the fingertips being brushed by the tip of the hair was transmitted from the fingertips to the depths of the heart like lightning, Yu Yu's heart suddenly beat violently several times uncontrollably, and for some reason he felt a little hot on his face.

"...The person who can hurt you must be very powerful."

He quickly changed the topic, and at the same time, he was thankful that the light here was so dark that people couldn't see his reddish cheeks clearly.

"perhaps."

The corners of Adun's lips, who had good eyesight even in the dark, curved again.

He naturally saw You You's tricks, but he didn't expose it, because he didn't want You You to feel embarrassed when he was with him.

like last time...

On that day, he had made an appointment with You Yu.

He went, and what he saw was the game that fell asleep due to the lack of energy due to the summoning of the silent swordsman and magician.

He didn't wake him up.

It doesn't matter even if the game thinks he missed the appointment, he doesn't want to make things difficult for the game.

He knows how much Atum occupies in the game's heart.

And he, one day he will fight Yatum to the death.

Therefore, there is no need for the game to involve him any longer.

Yugi is Atum's younger brother, and he is Atum's mortal enemy. This is a fact and cannot be changed.

He doesn't reject using others to achieve his own goals, it's just that games don't work.

If there is one person in this world that he is not willing to deceive, it is the game.

He never wondered why, he just knew it was what he wanted to do.

That's enough.

He never needs a reason for what he wants to do.

Arden turned his head sideways, his dark pupils staring at the slightly immature face that was very similar to that of the Pharaoh.That face was stained with his blood.

He moved, but was immediately held down by the game.

"Don't move." The younger brother with violet pupils pressed his body, his eyes were a little anxious, "What if the wound opens again..."

The young brother Wang didn't finish his sentence, because the left hand with a similar complexion to his raised up and pressed against his right cheek.

A cool thumb landed on the corner of his lips, making him stop talking unconsciously.

Although slender, but slightly rough due to the cocoon of practicing swords, it seemed that his fingertips were inadvertently rubbing against the corners of his sensitive lips, itching.

He saw those dark pupils staring at him even in the darkness, which seemed to be filled with starlight and seemed extraordinarily bright.

The gentle eyes, like traces of fainting in the water.

That strange and not outstanding face, but because of the pair of bright pupils and the extremely soft smile on the smooth lips, people couldn't take their eyes off it.

"I don't want to involve you in the matter between me and that person."

Yaden looked at the game with sincere, soft, warm eyes, mixed with a little helplessness.

"I always thought that was the best thing for you, for me, for that person."

Having said that, he paused slightly.

The uncrowned young king smiled at him, and the moment his slightly sharp dark pupils melted away, it seemed that all the softness that had settled deep in his heart was brewing.

"But, when I open my eyes, I can see you by my side..."

The slightly curved and half-closed eyes of the uncrowned young king, as if dissatisfied, clung to the other's warm cheeks, taking on a childish and coquettish tone.

The warm breath, accompanied by the low and very tempting murmur, soaked into the skin through the clothes, causing a subtle itchy sensation.

"I like how it feels."