"Prince, please stop!" Looking at the prince in front of him, Mahad said nervously, "You are going to become a pharaoh in the future, how can you do such a dangerous thing!"
Just now, Mahad noticed that there was a poisonous snake next to the prince and Mana under the tree. The two people who were playing did not notice the existence of the snake at all, and they were alarmed and stimulated the poisonous snake. Seeing this, Mahad
He decisively pushed away the prince who was targeted by the poisonous snake, but he himself was bitten by the poisonous snake.
Mana, the youngest among the three, was frightened and cried on the spot. The prince also looked frightened, but he was still worried about Mahad's condition.
Although Mahad endured the severe pain and pretended to be okay, when he saw the blood flowing from the wound where Mahad was bitten by a poisonous snake, the prince ignored Mahad's resistance and his own safety and acted forcefully.
He himself sucked out the poisonous blood from Mahad's wound with his mouth.
Hearing Mahad's words, the prince spit out the poisonous blood in his mouth into the grass beside him, looked at Mahad and said: "But Mahad, what's the difference between you and me? The blood on your body is red.
, the same bright red blood flows through my body."
"Prince, Pharaoh, etc., we are all the same."
"Prince..." Mahad looked at the prince in front of him. He had something to say but couldn't say it. His heart was full of emotion.
"Now, Mahad, I have always believed that one day there will be such a world, a world where everyone can live freely, regardless of high or low status." Facing Mahad, the prince stretched out his hand.
, "So, let's start with us and create that kind of world with me."
The scene in front of him was blurry. Mahad's sight returned to the underground mausoleum. His body was completely unable to move. It was embedded in the wall by the previous attack. All the strength in his body was drained as the blood drained from his chest. His whole mind
If you feel heavy, you will fall into coma and sleep forever.
'Am I just thinking about the past?' Mahad wanted to show a wry smile, but at this moment he didn't even have the strength to move the corners of his mouth. 'Come to think of it, what did I want to say to the prince at that time?
By the way, I actually wanted to say at that time that magic is better to use than using your mouth.'
'It's just a pity that I can no longer create a world like that with you, Prince... no, Pharaoh.'
Gradually losing focus, he saw Bakula holding the [Millennium Wheel of Wisdom] and laughing. Mahad held on to his last will and squeezed out the last magic power from all over his body. 'Looks like it's time to use that forbidden power.
The secret of...'
With the change of ownership of the [Millennium Wheel of Wisdom], the barrier that Mahad had previously deployed to shield the slate spirits dissipated. After the magic storm subsided, Bakula did not hesitate to bring back the previously disappeared [Diabond].
He summoned it and guarded him.
The dangerous situation just now was enough. Although he felt that his attack had definitely killed Mahad, Bakula, who cherished his life, felt that he still had to summon [Diabond] as soon as possible.
Just in case.
Not far from Mahad, the [Mage of Fantasy] who had been blocked together also appeared, but perhaps out of anger, [Diabond] attacked immediately under the command of Bakula
It lost the support of Mahad. [Magician of Fantasy] was knocked down not far from Mahad, and its figure flickered as if it was about to break and die at any time.
Mahad's blood slowly flowed down the wall and gathered into a pool, flowing bit by bit in the direction of the [Magister of Fantasy] who collapsed on the ground.
‘Can you hear me, [Magician of Fantasy]…’
The body couldn't move, and the mind was about to stagnate, but Mahad's soul was burning, calling the [Magister of Fantasy], 'If Pharaoh knew that I was dead, would he be sad? In the end, I seemed to have failed to surpass Aisi.
Si's prophecy is about to die here...'
'My body is so cold, why is it so cold...my heart can no longer beat...'
Mahad was gradually unable to concentrate. He was obviously trying to think of what else he could do, but his mind kept wandering. All kinds of past memories flashed before his eyes, and finally he stayed in this underground place.
A prepared mechanism.
'I, I remembered, as long as I press the mechanism at that place, the place will collapse, and the life of the thief Bakura will disappear with me. However, although I work very hard now, my
Consciousness seems to be about to dissipate...'
'It seems to be the same for you, [Magister of Fantasy]. The attack just now seemed to have destroyed the stone slab you were living on thousands of miles away, and it also dissipated slowly...'
Mahad's blood is getting closer and closer to [Magic of Fantasy]. Just as Mahad thought, most of the body of [Magic of Fantasy] is covered with cracks, and every place looks like a broken clay figure.
It usually breaks into pieces and falls.
The last remaining ray of magic power was squeezed out by Mahad desperately, injected into the blood, and flowed towards [Magician of Fantasy]: 'Then you can do it for me, [Magister of Fantasy],
I give you everything I have.'
'My intelligence is at your disposal, and the rest of my life will be consumed by you, all of it will be given to you...'
The flowing blood, carrying Mahad's last magic power, last will and last obsession, touched the [Magic of Fantasy] that was about to completely collapse. Mahad used his last strength to shout: 'Respond to me.
,【Magic of Fantasy】!'
The next moment, in the underground tomb, the light of magic soared into the sky!
"What's going on!" Bakula was like a frightened bird. He immediately hid behind [Diabond] and stretched out its wings to completely cover Bakura and protect him. Through the hollow wings, Baku
La saw the beam of light shattering something above the tomb, and looked surprised, "What kind of throwing tiles is this?"
One after another, huge glass-like fragments fell from the sky and sank into the ground. In this rain of fragments, the environment of what Bakura originally thought was the "Tomb of King Aknamkanon" has changed. From being full of tombs
The mausoleum turned into a bottomless abyss, with only a way to stay in the middle.
The light beam connecting the feet and the top of the head gradually shrank, revealing a wall with no trace of Mahad, only the [Magister of Fantasy], with his back to Bakula at the moment.
"That Mahad has disappeared? You are already dead and you want to scare me again, haha." He said contemptuously. When he noticed the [Magister of Fantasy], Bakula raised an eyebrow, "Strange.
Why does the slate monster still exist when Mahad is dead?"
"Humph, that's right. I'll kill you by the way and absorb it." He pointed at [Magician of Fantasy], and Bakura was about to give the order, "[Diabond], attack——"<
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However, at this moment, [The Magician of Fantasy] raised his head and revealed his face under the mage's robe. For a moment, Bakula froze on the spot, unable to believe what he saw.
Because under the hat of [Magister of Fantasy], what is revealed is not the original abstract phantom appearance, but the face of Mahad!
At this moment, it was no longer possible to address the other party as [Magician of Fantasy] or Mahad. Bakula blurted out: "[Dark Magician]?!"
"Mahad, you guy actually turned yourself into an elf!?"
"That's it, thief Bakura, you are Pharaoh's enemy. For the future that Pharaoh dreams of, I will kill you here, even if I sacrifice my life and soul, it doesn't matter." [Black Magician] raised his head.
The staff in his hand released an attack faster than when Mahad and the Magician of Fantasy joined forces before, "Don't even think about escaping from here!"
[Diabond] used its wings to try to intercept the attack, but to its and Bakula's surprise, the power of magic and the release speed were both increased. The [Ryuuki Takumi-UA] that had absorbed Hayato's strength was also
[Diabond], who had the power of Yami Yugi's [Obelisk's Titan Soldier], was actually not the opponent of this attack, and was directly knocked away and smashed into the wall!
"Boom!"
At this moment, the power of [Black Magician] has surpassed that of God!
"[Diabond], hold on!" Bakula called out to [Diabond], but the latter was not a heaven-defying existence like Pi O Qiu. After being hit by the [Black Magician] attack, he almost died.
It is about to be destroyed again, but it is still a little short of being truly destroyed.
Having experienced the battle in the palace, [Dark Magician] compared the changes of [Diabond], and already had suspicions about the opponent's abilities, so he did not use all his strength to defeat the monster to prevent his own power from being stolen by it.
Imitation. After incapacitating [Diabond], he decisively waved his wand at Bakura, who had no monsters to use for defense.
The magic bullet formed on the tip of the staff, and was about to be sent out to kill Bakura, but at this moment, Bakula suddenly grabbed the [Millennium Wisdom Wheel] on his chest and raised it: "You guy, you actually
You don’t even have to turn everything about yourself into an elf to kill me!? It’s not that easy!”
"Just use your moves to deal with you!"
Just like the move used by Mahad before, the barrier to disperse the elves was opened with the [Millennium Wheel of Wisdom] as the center. However, under the control of Bakula, it did not cover the defeated [Diabon] at all.
Germany], but accurately stopped after wrapping the [Black Magician] in it.
"Ugh!" In an instant, [Black Magician]'s condition became extremely bad. He almost couldn't hold the staff and fell to his knees. The magic bullet at the front of the staff was swaying like a candle in the wind. As a fusion of humans and slate elves, [Black Magician] certainly continues the lives of Mahad and [Magician of Fantasy] that could disappear at any time before, and greatly increases their power. But at the same time, [Black Magician]
Magic Guide] has also become a special life form that is neither human nor elf. Although it has not been directly swept away by the barrier that dispels the elf, it is not far away from death.
"Hoho, it's a good move. Although it's very poor in applicability and will hardly be useful anymore, I still want to reward you for teaching me this move." Bakula held the glowing [
Millennium Wheel of Wisdom], said proudly, "Sure enough, this thing is the best compatible with me. Even the moves you spent more than ten years to develop, I can master them instantly."
"If you transform yourself into an elf, it means that you will become a bound existence while gaining strength. Are the benefits that the Pharaoh gives you so great? What are you trying to do with your life?"
While saying this, Bakula pulled out a dagger and approached the kneeling [Dark Magician] with arrogant steps, intending to kill him personally.
Of course, in fact, Bakura only has this choice. [Diabond] cannot take action due to the existence of the barrier, but it doesn't matter. Bakula feels that [Dark Magician] is in this barrier anyway.
Zhong also can't exert much power.
Sure enough, struggling desperately to raise his arm, [Black Magician] fired an almost unsustainable magic bullet at Bakura who was approaching him, but was easily dodged due to his too slow speed and pitiful size.
.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, are you still struggling, idiot?" Seeing [Black Magician]'s arm hanging down weakly after he dodged his attack, Bakura said proudly, "Mu Da Mu Da Mu Da, there is no elf power.
With the blessing, you only have the last remaining magic power left as a human being. How can such magic power beat someone to death?"
As he spoke, Bakura raised his arm and waved the dagger.
Unexpectedly, after hearing Bakura's words, the corners of [Dark Magician]'s lips raised: "Who said you can't kill someone without magic power?"
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"You see clearly, Thief Bakura, the one I attacked from the beginning was not you, but that place!"
Following the words of the [Black Magician], Bakura turned his head violently, only to see that the magic bullet that he had dodged before was moving forward slowly and firmly, hitting exactly one place from the beginning under his gaze.
The flame was released by Mahad and pushed away by Diabond.
The moment the flames touched the magic power, they were shot into the air. Bakula also saw countless cans that he had never seen before. They were spread over his head at some point, and they exuded a strong smell of fuel.
!
I was deceived because I could already smell the smell of the sea of fire arranged by Mahad at the beginning, but I always thought it was coming from the ground instead of from above!
The moment the flame touches there, there will probably be a huge explosion, completely blowing up the place!
"You didn't realize it until now, you were too slow, thief Bakura!" [Dark Magician] explained, "I have arranged the illusion from the beginning, and it is not just here, but continues outside!"
"The tomb of King Aknamkanon? No, this is a magic training ground. A long time ago, a lot of fuel was stored for magic apprentices to practice spells. I collected them all and placed them above my head, and used illusions to let you
You and your men thought this was the tomb of the Pharaoh!"
"You didn't remember the lesson at all, so you left your slate elf again, right?"
"Mahad, you plotted against me!" Bakula had an angry expression on his face and ran back desperately, trying to get closer to [Diabond] so that he could be protected, and shouted, "Ou
Noremahad!"
"Let the flame purify everything, thief Bakula, and then walk into the abyss of death with me!" Mahad looked at the oil tank above his head and clenched his hands tightly, "Drink!"
In an instant, a violent explosion became everything that existed underground. The rock wall and the ground were completely destroyed in an instant. Before Diabond and Bakula could join together, they were both knocked into the endless abyss below.
, [Black Magician]’s figure also disappeared in the flames.
'I'm sorry, Pharaoh, I can no longer complete the unfinished task. Allow me to be a little more presumptuous and call you prince again...'
‘I believe that one day, the future you described to me will come. It’s just a pity that I can’t see that future...’
'If given the chance, I would like to be your loyal servant again. This experience will definitely be useful for the next time...'
