Reincarnation Paradise: Giant Treasure Chest

An old man holding an ancient Egyptian snake-shaped scepter pointed at Ivia and the others and asked.

The underworld?

"I don't know. I just lost a duel and ended up here when my vision went dark."

As Aivia spoke, a wisp of the power of the abyss slowly overflowed, covering the thousand-year-old jewelry like smoke, avoiding discovery.

"How could you have reached such a deep place so quickly when you were sane?"

The old man seemed a little strange, but then his attention was attracted by the card elf beside him.

A stone slab appeared under the body of a card elf that looked like a marshmallow. The next moment, the card elf disappeared from the spot.

"Is this the Pharaoh calling for his warriors? It's finally over!"

The old man murmured to himself with great satisfaction as he watched the marshmallow disappear.

"What are you talking about? What Pharaoh?" Ivia guessed that the marshmallow disappeared just now because in the real world, Yugi Muto used this card in a duel.

But Ivia hadn't figured out the inner relationship of all this yet, so she pretended to know nothing and asked.

"It has nothing to do with you. The dead should not meddle in the affairs of the living. Come with me, and I will take you to stand trial."

The old man turned and was about to leave, but when he saw that Ivia didn't intend to move, he continued to explain:

"You are already dead, otherwise you wouldn't be here. If you don't accept the judgment, you will not be qualified to be reborn. You will either be sealed into the stone slab, or like them, you will disappear here in a daze."

The old man pointed at the undead souls that were wandering aimlessly in the distance.

"Being sealed, does that mean becoming a card spirit? Compared to rebirth, which is better or worse?"

Ivia continued to ask.

"The ultimate fate of card elves is also rebirth, but becoming a card elf means being willing to fight for this world."

The old man was a little sad.

"I was once a card spirit, and I still am. The final war is about to begin. Becoming a card spirit now is not a good choice. Your soul is so complete, it's better for you to pass away."

The old man suggested very sincerely.

[Warning! Workers, please do not block the card spirits from entering the real world! This action will cause irreversible damage to the rules of the world!]

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As the old man spoke, the light of the sealing stone slab beneath his feet also lit up. Ivia quietly suppressed the summoning effect and spoke instead:

"Then take me to stand trial."

Ivia did not continue to ask about the details of the so-called final battle. Obviously, this matter was not a big secret for the card elves, and there was no need to hold the old man accountable.

Ivia released the suppressive force, and the summoning took shape immediately. The old man only had time to point Ivia in the direction with his snake-shaped crutch.

The direction points to the depths of the entire city, which is the end of the river valley area.

No one cared, and no one stopped her. Ivia followed this direction all the way to the depths of the city. There was an extremely quiet river here, and beside the river there was a canoe with its ends raised.

The colorful paintings on the canoe have faded, but the golden patterns of the past can still be seen.

Before Avia, a ghost stepped onto the canoe, and the blue light covering the entire river slowly took shape and turned into a giant Anubis.

This Anubis easily cut open the ghost's body, took out his internal organs and placed them on a huge scale to weigh them.

There was only nothingness on the other end of the heart, but it pressed down heavily, and the huge Anubis disappeared immediately. The ghost also moved slowly to the center of the river with the water flow, and then sank quietly.

The other ghost was not so lucky. His heart was obviously heavier than the previous one. Anubis saw this and opened his bloody mouth, swallowing the ghost amidst its screams.

With these two examples, Avia also boarded the canoe of Squeaky's return in the appearance of Isis.

However, unlike the others who moved downstream along the water flow, after Ivia stepped onto the canoe, the canoe actually went against the flow and moved upstream.

"Survivor! You've entered the arena of competition!"

The quiet river seemed to be boiling. Standing in the canoe and rushing upstream, Ivia felt a huge monster emerging in the river.

The originally weak stream turned into a turbulent, undulating and violent river. Two huge white snakes crawled out of the river, entwined themselves around the tall stone statues on both sides of the river and climbed to the top.

The snakes opened their mouths and golden lightning shot out from them, accompanied by roars amidst the thunder:

"Living ones! Return to where you belong!"

The world's sense of rejection and thunder came at the same time, trying to squeeze Ivia out.

But the size of the two is not on the same level as Avia.

Qiang~

The breathtaking thunder was easily crushed by Ivia, and the rejection of the world could not shake Ivia in the slightest.

On the contrary, the river flowed faster and faster, and the canoe soon brought Ivia to the end of the city, which was also the entrance to the river.

On the cliff where water lilies are in full bloom, a small but fast-flowing waterfall hangs with no end in sight.

After crushing several bolts of lightning, Ivia simply ignored the thunder. The canoe did not stop, but instead climbed rapidly against the waterfall.

Ivia didn't feel any gravity, only the attraction from above.

"Mortal! You must not set foot in Nefertiti's sacred precincts!"

The giant snake's anger made Ivia sure that her path was correct.

The canoe climbed higher and higher, and finally we could almost overlook the entire valley city.

Only then did the canoe finally arrive at the source of the waterfall, a thin gap guarded by two huge stone statues.

The canoe stopped here. Obviously, this is the end of the underworld. Going further is the so-called sanctuary of Nefertiti.

The gap was very small, and even with Isis's stature, she would have to move sideways to pass through.

Stepping into the cold river water, Ivia leaned sideways and moved deeper into the dark crevice.

The river water became warmer.

This was Ivia's first feeling after walking for an unknown amount of time, and then warm sunlight shone through the gap.

Ivia quickened her pace and squeezed out of the gap. An endless sea of ​​reeds bathed in warm sunlight appeared before her.

At the end of the Sea of ​​Reeds, an ancient Egyptian city appears faintly, like a mirage.

When the breeze blows, the reed sea rises and falls with the wind, just like a real ocean.

This is another world that Ivia failed to find during her perception just now.

There is no trace of human beings in this sea of ​​reeds, but the breath of souls is everywhere, and the concentration is almost material.

“Is this heaven?”

Saber, holding the little girl Clara's hand, squeezed through the gap and couldn't help but sigh at the sight of the vast, peaceful and beautiful sea of ​​reeds.

"It should be that the Egyptian underworld is heaven."

Ivia answered in the affirmative, because the extremely pure divine power had already spread from afar along the sunlight.

A gentle female voice sounded around the three of them:

"Those who have strayed into the underworld, please follow my guidance and leave."

As soon as he finished speaking, a long passage that seemed to lead to the sun appeared in the sea of ​​reeds.

However, the direction of this road is opposite to the city in the distance.

Ivia took back the power of the abyss from the thousand-year-old jewelry and did not take the path that should have led her back to reality.

"The last descendant of the grave-guarding clan?"

The gentle female voice sounded a little surprised, but also as if it was expected. Then the road leading to the sun disappeared, and in the distant city, a gentle but huge stream of water gushed out, soaking half of the Reed Sea like a rising tide.

"Come to me."

A gentle female voice said, and at the same time, in the sea of ​​reeds, next to Ivia, a canoe emerged from the water. The shape of this canoe was the same as before, but the pattern was more obvious.

The two worlds are not on the same timeline.

Ivia confirmed this from the patterns on the canoe.

In other words, if we continue along this road, we should be able to reach three thousand years ago!

Ivia carefully tested the upper limit of the world and found that the upper limit of the world this time was uneven and had already been damaged.

Based on previous experience, this should be the time when the reincarnation paradise mechanism has not yet repaired the world, and the battle between the invaders and the residents of this world has not yet ended.

This time the canoe's speed was not as good as the last time, but it still quickly brought Ivia to the edge of the city in the distance and stopped at the port of the river.

Just as Ivia was about to get off the boat, the river water continued to surge, submerging the ghosts and buildings in the harbor and on the shore.

The river level continued to rise, and the canoe continued to move forward. Whenever it encountered a shore where it could not move forward, the river water would flood again, and it brought Ivia to the deepest part of the mountain behind the city, at the door of a magnificent temple.

From deep within the pillars carved with hieroglyphs, the gentle female voice from before came:

"When the living easily tread upon the realm of the dead, they will be unable to return. Descendants of the tomb-guardians, come before me."

Ivia did not refuse the invitation. There was only one passage leading to the interior of this tall temple.

The further you go in, the dimmer the sun's light becomes, as if it is about to set.

By the time Ivia reached the deepest part of the temple, the slanting sunlight had turned into dusk.

"Have the last descendants of the tomb guardians and the thousand-year-old artifacts been gathered?"

In Ivia's vision, there was a dried-up dead person. She was wearing simple linen clothes, and the golden mask on her head concealed her mummy face.

The corpse sitting on the throne was the one who had guided Ivia all the way here.

He is also the Phoenix God of Nefertiti, the master of the underworld.

"Not yet." Ivia answered truthfully.

"Then you should go back first. Gather the seven sacred artifacts and place them on the sealed stone slab. The Pharaoh's soul will open the gate to the underworld, and the final battle will come as promised."

Nefertiti gave guidance.

"What do you mean by the final battle? Is it a battle against the invaders? Your status should be inferior to the invaders, but from what I've seen, it seems like you are the victors."

Nefertiti's status is second only to the Pharaoh's soul that Ivia has seen in this world's progress. Moreover, her state is obviously stuck in the past, making her a very suitable person for consultation.

"You are not from the tomb-keeping clan, who are you?" Nefertiti's voice turned from gentle to cold, and her dry corpse made a creaking sound. She tried to stand up from the throne.

The setting sun behind Ivia was also rapidly sliding down, as if it would fall into eternal darkness like the first underworld at any moment.