Because the so-called spirit master was actually Yuzuru, and the prisoner and the accompanying royal city residents were Jonouchi and Kojaku Mai!

"You..." Cheng Nei was overjoyed, but before he could shout, You Che quickly interrupted him.

"Pharaoh!!" Youche and Mahad knelt down at the same time. Kongquewu hesitated for a moment, then quickly followed suit.

Wang Yang asked, somewhat bewildered, "Mahad, what exactly did he do to be arrested and brought here as a criminal?"

Mahad lowered his head and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, this criminal committed robbery in a tavern in the royal city, so he was arrested by my subordinates."

Wearing shackles and pinned to the ground, Jonouchi looked at King with teary eyes. He dared not say a word and could only hint at King's intentions in this way.

The peacock dancer quickly pleaded, "Pharaoh, this is actually my companion. He has been traveling for many years, so the people of the capital don't remember him. The robbers weren't him, but another group of people..."

Wang Yang looked at Mahad and asked, "Do you have concrete evidence, Mahad?"

Mahad shook his head: "No, that's why we brought him here for questioning."

You Che and the others were stunned.

This logic was somewhat incomprehensible to them, modern people, but considering that this was Egypt three thousand years ago, and that the method of judgment relied on ancient artifacts to see if there was darkness in people's hearts, then Mahad's behavior could be understood.

Wang Yang said, "Since there is no concrete evidence, then let it go."

Mahad was somewhat surprised. Although he was a little confused, it was, after all, the Pharaoh's decree: "Yes! Men, release him!"

Simon smiled with satisfaction: "It seems that under the young king's rule, the country will surely prosper. It is truly an honor for the people to have such an understanding monarch!"

Two of Mahad's men came over and, with expressions of disgust, removed the shackles from Jōnechi's clothes.

With some time still to go before the event began, Wang Yang signaled Simon, Mahad, and the others to step down in order to communicate with his teammates.

The cautious and vigilant Mahad was clearly uneasy about the city, but when he saw Youche nod to him, he left. After all, the elf also possessed great power, and with him protecting the Pharaoh, that guy wouldn't dare to do anything.

Simon withdrew, while Mahad stood guard outside the door, remaining vigilant.

Once only four people remained in the palace, King Yang excitedly stepped down from his throne and approached the others: "What happened? Why have the people inside the city become prisoners?"

Youche smiled helplessly: "OOC punishment, my charm attribute was completely deducted, so I was captured by Mahad."

Jonouchi said with a miserable expression, "I...this is the first time I've ever hated role-playing games so much..."

"Alright, stop complaining," Mai asked softly. "What should we do now? Yugi, Honda, and Kyoko haven't met up with us yet. We need to find them..."

Wang Yang thought for a moment and said, "Our partner must have a way. Let's think about how to find our opponent lurking in the shadows first..."

wilderness.

In a deep cave, Bakura slowly opened his eyes.

Calling him Bakura is no longer accurate; he should be called the Thief King Bakura.

In the blood-soaked, rotting cave, Bakula laughed mockingly. Beside him lay the corpses of countless horses and guards, which, having been left there for so long, had been infested with insects and flies.

From the moment this dark RPG game began, the Millennium Wisdom Wheel that Bakura possessed disappeared. According to the progress of this game, the Millennium Wisdom Wheel is currently still in the hands of Priest Mahad, while Bakura is completely penniless.

Unlike King Yugi, who is the Pharaoh, Bakura is completely alone. In the previous story, as a criminal, he was being chased by guards. In order to escape, he hid in this cave and used a trap to kill a group of guards.

"Hehehe~ Time to stretch my muscles~" Bakula stood up from the dark, damp cave, stepping over the maggots covering the ground as he walked towards the cave entrance. There was a horse he had specially left there as a mount. "The Pharaoh must be on edge right now~"

"With his foolish understanding, he must have thought I was just mingling among the residents of the royal city."

"Heh, I'm not that stupid!"

"While the Pharaoh is on the throne, I can take this opportunity to expand my own power."

Mounting a steed that originally belonged to the royal guards, Bakula headed towards the darkest and most terrifying west, where a sinister tomb held dozens of undead knights. He intended to release them all and make them obey him.

For Wang Yang, the memories from three thousand years ago have all disappeared, and what he is experiencing now is like a brand new event.

But Bakula was different; he remembered everything, even the smallest details.

It didn't take long for the skilled Bakula to easily break the necromancy array. One by one, undead knights draped in wide black robes and riding jet-black warhorses awoke from the tomb and regarded him as their master.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Yugi successfully completed his coronation ceremony and, during the ceremony, successfully reunited with Kyoko, who was a dancer, as well as Yugi Muto and Honda, who were visiting from outside the country.

After the celebratory ceremony ended, the group, who had finally gathered together, began to discuss countermeasures.

"What?! We don't even know what our objective is?" Honda exclaimed in surprise. "Isn't that putting us at a huge disadvantage?!"

You Che thought about it and realized that although the things he was encountering were somewhat different from the original story, the crucial matter of finding the King's Name should not have changed much.

“I think we need to help find the king’s name first,” You Che said. “Even if it’s not the goal of victory, it will definitely come in handy at a crucial moment!”

“But…where are we going to find the king’s name?” asked the Peacock Dancer.

Jōnouchi chuckled, "That's easy! Just go ask those priests!"

Yugi Muto shook his head and said, "It won't be that simple. Just like sealed memories, names can only be discovered through searching and exploration."

"The NPCs in this world definitely don't know the king's name."

"However... the pharaoh's name will definitely be engraved in the royal tomb. Historical records show that the pyramids used as tombs began to be built from the moment the pharaoh was born."

"Perhaps, if we can find and enter the king's tomb, we can find the king's name!!"

Yugi Muto's suggestion was accepted by everyone. After several discussions, they decided that the gambler Jonouchi, the most skilled in functional skills, the chivalrous thief Mai Kujaku, and the magician Yugi Muto would be responsible for finding the name, while the rest would prepare to fight the enemy that had not yet appeared.

Back in front of the sand table, Wang Yang began to speculate on Bakura's next move using the mindset of a wargame player.

From the start of this dark game, Bakula has never shown himself. He has sent out several scouts to explore the vicinity of the royal city, but still has not found anything.

"Could it be... that this guy has been in the fog-shrouded area all along...?" Wang Yang frowned. "He didn't disrupt the royal feast, and he hasn't made any moves yet..."

"Could it be... that he really intends to attack the late king's tomb, just as You Che said?"

"There's a Sacred Duel Disk there that can summon monsters; his first target could be anywhere..."

"But I've already put up extremely tight defenses there. Can he really break through?"

Just as Wang Yang was pondering, Bakura, who had been silent for a long time, raised his head with a wicked smile: "The initial setup is almost complete, isn't it? Perfect, my army is also fully assembled~"

"Pharaoh, let's officially begin our first battle!"

"However, in my opinion, this first confrontation is also the last."

"After all, once I kill you, this dark game will be over."

Wang Yang's expression immediately turned serious, but he still maintained a confident demeanor: "Heh! Then let's go!"

"Undead Knights!! Attack!!" Bakura shouted, and at the same time swung his arm towards the direction of the former king's pyramid. On the sand table, a group of knights wrapped in black wind rushed out from the mist, attempting to attack the former king's tomb.

Wang Yang's gaze turned cold as he tossed a few dice: "I already knew that your cavalry had entered the range of the Wang family's crossbowmen first!"

"At this moment, fire a volley!!"

"Perform a 6D4 throw; the number of points thrown determines the damage dealt!!"

6D4 means rolling six four-sided dice. This is a common attribute in D&D. The number before D represents the number of dice, and the number after D represents the number of faces of the dice.

"Splash splash ...

When King made his move, he used a great deal of skill and mental energy. Mental energy can affect not only card duels, but any game!

The archers, lying in ambush near the ancient pyramids, began to aim at the enemy. The instant the six dice fell from the sky, arrows rained down like locusts!

Chapter 295 The Spirit of Bakula - Diaband

"Splash splash ...

A handful of dice fell to the ground with a thud, their numbers gleaming with golden light—a total of nineteen!

Such a value is undoubtedly very high for a 6D4 attack, and nineteen points of damage is enough to severely damage Bakula's Undead Knights.

However, Bakula just laughed nonchalantly: "Hehehe, what good luck, Pharaoh~"

"But in this instant, I must activate the Undead Knights' skill—Death Mist!!"

"Perform a 3D10 attack. As long as the final score is greater than the total damage, you will be immune to this attack!!"

"Come on!! Three ten-sided dice!!!"

Bakula waved his hand and threw out three ten-sided dice. The three dice spun like tops and shone with dazzling light.

Defense check...

Wang Yang's brows furrowed slightly as he gradually adapted to the rules of this dark game.

In traditional Dungeons & Dragons, combat seems to only involve attack rolls, which determine whether an attack will be effective. However, in this dark RPG, the attacked party rolls a defense die.

Although the rules are slightly different, the weapon design concepts regarding the number of dice faces and the number of dice are basically similar.

In the real world, archers use multi-hit bursts of attacks. Each hit is low in damage, but the cumulative effect is quite significant. In an RPG, this translates to rolling as many dice as possible, but with the lowest possible maximum number. Similarly, if a barbarian were to attack with a hammer, they would likely roll a twelve- or twenty-sided die, as these weapons deal high damage but are inconsistent and represent a rather extreme type of attack.

"Rolling around..."

As Wang Yang pondered to himself, Bakura's three dice had already been dropped.

The total points were twenty-three, enough to perfectly block all damage!

"Hahahahahaha!!" Bakula laughed loudly, "A pointless bow and arrow!!"

"The surging black mist of death will protect all my undead knights!!"

"Let's break through these guards in one fell swoop!!!"

As dusk faded, a group of cavalrymen clad in black robes charged toward the pyramids of the former king, their jet-black warhorses surging toward the burial entrance!

As a guard captain shouted, more than a dozen archers rose from their hiding places and unleashed a barrage of arrows at the advancing enemy!

But then, a thick black mist rose up and swallowed all the arrows...

"This, this is black mist! They are undead!!" an archer shouted in panic.

The captain of the guard's face darkened, and he immediately shouted, "Spearmen and shieldmen, prepare!!!"

"Swish la la la la la————————————————"

Rows of sturdy shields stood erect, and countless spears protruded from the gaps between them. This wall of guards stood firmly at the entrance to the pyramid's tomb, ready to annihilate any enemy that charged in!

On the sand table, Wang Yang declared loudly, "I have a second force! Let's fight to the death!! Bakura!!"

"Hahahaha!!" Bakula laughed wildly again. "Is this your preparation? Pharaoh!! Just watch your people die!!"

"What?!" Wang Yang's expression changed drastically.

Bakula waved his arm again, and in the game's sandbox, black-clad assassins leaped out of the shadows, stabbing the entire row of spearmen and shieldmen from behind!

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