Yu-Gi-Oh!: This is the real duel!

"Garest!!!" Priest Set roared, spewing crimson flames at the Dark High Priest. The Thunder Armored Dragon's attack was unleashed simultaneously, the two attacks clashing once more. But the Dark High Priest merely smiled, shielding Hemoti's body in front of him!

With a roar, You Che pulled Hemoti back. The attack finally landed on the Dark High Priest, but immediately, his body began to reform.

The severely injured Hermoti was unwilling to remain in Youche's consciousness world. He appeared with his last breath, tightly gripping Youche's hand. Large patches of blood stained Youche's clothes red. At this moment, Youche felt a strong sense of suffocation filling his chest.

Hemoti knows teleportation, but teleportation requires a casting time, so in the most critical moment, he used the fastest spell—Switch.

But then...

He would take the attack for himself!

"Lord Youche..." Hermoti, whose face was deathly pale, suddenly smiled, "I'm not bad, am I... cough cough!"

"After studying with Senior Mahad for so long... I guess I've made rapid progress... cough cough cough!!"

You Che said in a panic, "Don't speak, quickly use magic to heal yourself! We still have many duels to face together later!!"

Hemoti chuckled, his face filled with immense satisfaction: "Meeting Lord Mahad... I finally understand... the destiny of a dark mage is loyalty and protection..."

"I didn't have a good master before... cough cough cough!"

"But this time, to be the spirit of the wandering adult... I am truly honored... cough!!!"

Halfway through his sentence, Hemoti spat out a mouthful of blood, and at the same time, his body gradually emitted a faint light, indicating that he was extremely weak.

"Lord Yuche... don't worry..." Hermoti still smiled, "The Dark Mage is the strongest magician..."

"Any elf who becomes a Dark Magician... will not completely perish..."

"In the Elf World...in the Magic Temple...the soul tablets of every Dark Mage are kept..."

"I won't die... I'll just go back there to recover my strength..."

"Wait for me, Lord Youche... I will definitely work even harder..."

"Keep my card safe...I'll come back...I definitely will!!"

A faint golden light appeared, and Hermoti's body turned into a cloud of yellow sand, gradually dissipating in the wind.

Just then, Wang Yang arrived with reinforcements. Upon seeing this scene, Priest Mahad's long-dormant memories were suddenly unlocked. He seemed to recall what had happened in the present world and everything he had experienced with this junior.

“Hemoth…” Priest Mahad trembled, and he roared angrily, “Hemoth is my student!!”

This loud shout made Wang Yang realize that the priest Mahad had recalled his memories of the present world. He no longer looked like just an NPC in a game. The disappearance of Hemoti had caused his memories of three thousand years ago to merge with his memories of the present world.

The Dark High Priest's body reformed within the swirling black mist. Enraged, Priest Mahad roared and unleashed spell after spell, not from the power of the elves, but from his own body.

The priests and Mana standing nearby were all utterly shocked at this moment.

"Master... is so much stronger than I imagined..." Mana murmured in surprise.

Attendant Simon nodded and said, "Mahad is the most powerful mage in the world. It is only because his power is too great that he has to seal a portion of his power in normal times. With the fall of the Elf Envoy's loyal servant, the enraged Priest Mahad has had countless potentials unleashed. Mahad is now at his true strength!"

The Dark High Priest had just recovered his body when he saw one imposing spell after another coming at him. Upon closer inspection, he realized that it was none other than the previously inconspicuous priest, Mahad.

He scoffed, intending to retaliate, but then he realized that he was completely suppressed by Mahad's magic and couldn't even make a single move!

Explosions resounded in mid-air. The Dark High Priest, empowered by an evil god, was no match for a mere mortal mage?!

The terrifying battle left everyone stunned.

Priest Seth wanted to help, but found himself unable to intervene. If he acted rashly, it might affect Mahad.

"Damn it!! Have you gone mad?!" the Dark High Priest roared. "A mere elf, dead is dead!!"

Under the barrage of spells, the Dark High Priest dodged in a sorry state.

Mahathir's eyes widened, and he roared, "Even if I cut you into a thousand pieces, I still won't be able to repay you!!"

"boom-----------------------"

With all his remaining energy poured out, Mahad used every ounce of his strength to place six seals on the Dark High Priest in one go, and unleashed a Black Magic Burst Wave that slammed into him!

"Did it work?!"

"Each of those six sealing formations is a natural enemy of evil spirits; they might be able to accomplish this!!"

"Truly worthy of being Priest Mahad!!"

"No, that's not right!! That guy isn't dead yet!!"

Under the shocked gazes of the crowd, the Dark High Priest revived in the black mist. Exhausted, Mahad gasped for breath, having exhausted all his strength.

"Hehehehehe!!" the Dark High Priest sneered. "I've said it before, as long as darkness exists, I will not perish~ Even if this kind of attack comes ten thousand times, I will not fall!!"

But just then, a long roar of a white dragon came from the heavens. When everyone looked again, they found that Kisara had disappeared. She had somehow transformed into the legendary spirit—the Blue-Eyes White Dragon!

Kisara's energy source is different from other elves and monsters. Monsters rely on evil thoughts, Dark Magician elves need loyalty, while the Blue-Eyes White Dragon's energy is the most ordinary yet most powerful "love"!

In the original story, Kisara transformed into an elf each time in order to save Set's life.

Now, after witnessing firsthand the sacrifices made by everyone to protect her, she has finally transformed into the ultimate spirit, second only to the three Egyptian God cards!

The Dark High Priest scoffed disdainfully, unleashing a burst of demonic flame at the white dragon in the air: "Lord Bakura despises you, white dragon, more than anything. Since you've stepped forward, then die!!"

Kisara, transformed into a white dragon, roared and retaliated with a silvery-white dragon breath.

"roar------------------------"

Two attacks, one white and one purple, collided in mid-air. Soon, the Dark High Priest's offensive was swallowed by the domineering white light, and his body began to disappear without a trace, never to be restored!

"What?! How could this happen?!" the Dark High Priest cried out in terror. "Why?! Why has my power vanished?!"

The power of the Blue-Eyes White Dragon is pure purification. Its flames not only destroyed the Dark High Priest's body but also purified his soul. As the darkness within him rapidly dissipated, Akhenaten was transformed from the Dark High Priest back into a mortal.

Finally, a loud bang was heard.

The Dark High Priest was suddenly blasted to the ground, and countless black wisps escaped from his body. When the smoke cleared, he had transformed back into Akhenaten.

After the darkness in his heart was completely purified, Akhenaten, realizing what he had done, shed tears despite his severe injuries, and turbid blood flowed from the eye sockets that were originally inlaid with the Thousand-Year Eye.

"I……"

"What have I done...?"

Chapter 307 The Millennium Artifact Among the Grains of Sand

The chaotic dark wings gradually dissipated in the white light. Akhenaten was cleansed of the evil in his heart and was freed from the state of the Dark High Priest. His body fell from mid-air, coughing up several mouthfuls of blood. He opened his eyes with difficulty and exhaustion, only to find sharp spears already pressed against his throat.

"I……"

"What have I done...?"

Cloudy tears streamed down Aknadin's face as he gazed at the dissipating dark clouds, unconsciously recalling events from many years ago.

From birth, he was destined to be the Pharaoh's right-hand man, unable to ascend to the supreme throne.

His elder brother, the former king, received the education of the Pharaoh from a young age, while Akhenaten was trained as a minister.

Years of hard work and dedication had given the two brothers considerable ability to rule the capital. At that time, young Akhenaten felt no resentment. On the contrary, he believed that it was an honor to give everything, even his life, for the Pharaoh, especially since the Pharaoh was his own brother.

however……

He learned the methods of governing a country, but he never experienced the darkness between the regimes within a dynasty.

At that time, his brother Akhenaten had just ascended the throne, and the entire dynasty was in considerable turmoil. A small group of high-ranking officials gathered together and began a rebellion. They took the troops that were originally responsible for expanding the territory, occupied a nearby city, and quickly grew in strength there.

The rebels' ultimate goal was to seize the entire dynasty. They continuously annexed and devoured the surrounding tribes and secretly undermined the dynasty's internal power.

Aknadin, who held a high position of power at the time, became their primary target for framing. Through repeated false accusations, the innocent Aknadin was accused of treason!

On the day of the trial, countless subjects shouted that Aknadine should be executed with the most severe torture. After the previous events, they could no longer tolerate the traitor. But the late king knew very well that his brother... how could he possibly betray him?

The late king did not execute Aknadine, but in order to quell the anger of his subjects, he had to remove him from his post and send him to a remote village as a commoner.

On the day he left the capital, Aknadin was not disheartened. He knew it was all a misunderstanding. He didn't care whether his injustice could be cleared. If the dynasty could remain stable, it wouldn't be a big deal for him to be a farmer instead of an official.

After being exiled to the village, Aknadin began a new life. He truly regarded himself as an ordinary farmer, diligently growing vegetables and using methods he had learned from the dynasty to improve the primitive and backward farming techniques there.

The people there did not know Aknadin's former identity, but the hope he brought made them quickly recognize and accept him. The village chief even married his most beautiful and virtuous daughter to him.

Many years later, Akhenaten had a child of exceptional talent, Seth. From birth, Seth was different from other children, and his extraordinary talent always made Akhenaten feel ashamed and regretful.

I could live here my whole life, but is a genius like Seth really meant to be buried like this...?

When Set was five or six years old, news suddenly came from the palace. In a letter, the late king said that Aknadin's name had been cleared and he could return to the capital. The strength of the traitors had reached an unprecedented level, and the late king was overwhelmed. Only Aknadin could help him.

In the letter, the late king explained the differences between the two countries one by one. Aknadin looked at the lines of text and felt dizzy. The gap between the two countries had reached an extremely exaggerated level. It was almost possible to achieve unification by mobilizing only two-thirds of the troops.

Even Aknadin was helpless in this desperate situation, but suddenly he remembered a thousand-year-old magic book he had heard about in his youth, hidden in a secret room of the royal library. The book contained various powerful spells, and if he could activate the spells within, he might be able to save the dynasty from its dire straits.

But Akhenaten also understood that those spells came at a cruel price. He could give everything for the dynasty, but not for his wife and son... After hesitating for a whole night, Akhenaten finally made a difficult decision. For the sake of the dynasty, he had to abandon his wife and children and complete the mission to save the dynasty.

Upon returning to the dynasty, Akhenaten immediately found the Millennium Spellbook and decided to use one of its spells to forge seven Millennium Artifacts to defend against the enemy's invasion!

But forging this divine artifact requires the lives of countless living people; it will be a bloody human sacrifice!

After another night of struggle and agonizing, by dawn the next day, Akhenaten's hair was half-gray. Gazing at the rising sun outside the window, he gritted his teeth and made a decision: in order for this sunrise to continue in the dynasty, he was willing to sacrifice himself and bear the guilt of the massacre!

From the moment he was born, he was destined to give everything for the Pharaoh. If the dynasty could survive, he would spare no effort, and he would bear the sins of killing and bloodshed on behalf of the Pharaoh!

Akhenaten did not tell the Pharaoh the true method of forging the Millennium Artifacts. Instead, he kept it a secret from his brother and, with six high-ranking officials, went to a remote village where they used the lives of all the villagers and the entire army to forge the seven Millennium Artifacts.

The moment the artifacts were forged, a terrifying event occurred: the Millennium Wisdom Wheel within the stone tablet fell into the abyss that had split open from the earth. Then, a terrifying demon awoke, instantly killing five high-ranking officials and forcing Akhenaten to return the seven Millennium artifacts to the stone tablet.

Upon seeing the demon, Aknadin realized he had made a grave mistake, but he would never compromise with darkness. In the moment of crisis, he resolutely pressed the Millennium Eye into his left eye and used the power of the artifact to force the demon back. Afterward, he escaped the destroyed village with all the artifacts and the only other surviving priest.

After escaping that hellish place, they embarked on a long trek through the desert. Without any supplies, Akhenaten and another priest soon could not hold on any longer.

As he fell, the priest entrusted his last sip of water and his sacred artifacts to Akhenaten:

"With...with the divine artifact...back to the royal city!"

"Go save the Pharaoh...go save our people!!"

“Akenadin…I wronged you in the past…”

"This time... let's consider it repayment..."

The priest's death plunged the isolated and helpless Akhenaten into deep despair and fear in the desert. But with his loyalty to the dynasty, Akhenaten managed to cross the vast desert and return to the Pharaoh...

Afterwards, the army invaded, but Pharaoh, Akhenaten, Simon, and the other four priests used the power of the Millennium Artifacts to repel the enemy and annihilate the traitors.

Aknadin thought that all the turmoil was over, but soon, the dark energy emanating from the Millennium Eye eroded his heart and amplified the darkness within him.

Because the Millennium Eye had direct contact with the evil god, it, like the Millennium Wisdom Wheel, contains the power of the evil god.