parentshiftbook Chapter 585: Don't Touch My Favorability!
Chapter 585: Don't Touch My Favorability!
Chapter 585: Don't Touch My Favorability!
" Seto?" Yami Yugi looked at Seto, who launched a sneak attack from behind and gave him a physical faint with the Millennium Rod, with a look of disbelief.
The karma between him and Kaiba spanned three thousand years, and countless duels were drawn by fate. Could it be that the truth of this fate was actually like this?
Priest Setowas a traitor who wanted to usurp the throne?
The strong fainting feeling made it difficult for him to move, and he couldn't use his hands and feet. Seto walked around to the front, reached out, and took away the Millennium Puzzle around his neck.
When Seto bent down, Yami Yugi found that his eyes were empty, as clean as a piece of blank paper.
Like a marionette.
Yugi immediately understood what happened, and turned to Akhenaden angrily: "What did you do to Seto!?"
"Don't worry, he just passed out."
The old man turned his back to him when he spoke, and his back was stretched very long under the flickering firelight. Seto stepped forward numbly, and handed over the Millennium Puzzle to the old man, who took it with his skinny hand.
Yami Yugi noticed that there were black lines all over the skinny back of the hand under the white robe as if every blood vessel was protruding under the skin, outlined clearly by ink.
"Seto is my son." The old man said slowly, "You sit on the throne, rule this country, and enjoy the supreme power and status, but you never know what all these are exchanged for.
Slaves are equal to the royal family? All have the same right? Stop being funny! How can a naive child like you be qualified to inherit this country that was built by sacrificing everything in the previous generation? "
Yami Yugi looked confused.
He kind of wanted to say that he couldn't understand anything other than the sentence "Seto is my son"-while he was still shocked by the shocking fact-
But the pain in Yami Yugi's head also intensified at the same time.
More memories were recovering, like a flood breaking through a dam and pouring into his mind, with countless scattered memory fragments engulfed in it.
"My son Seto also has the royal blood running in his veins, and he is a hundred times more qualified than you no, a thousand times!"
Yami Yugi was a bit out of rhythm. But he noticed a change in Akhenaden's voice, which was deeper and gloomy than before. There was also a strong dark energy overflowing from his body, which is clearly what he felt on Bakura in the past.
Yami Yugi suddenly comprehended.
In this Ultimate Dark RPG game, Bakurahas placed a chess piece beside me!?
The sound of the wind suddenly intensified, and the flame in the brazier seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, like a scorching shell hitting Seto's right hand head-on.
The Millennium Rod that was split into two pieces was blown away by the impact of the flames, and rolled to the side. Akhnadin's laughter stopped abruptly and turned into an angry question.
"Who!?"
Akhenaden turned his head, and saw a green hero hovering in mid-air with his arms around him, condescending, the dragon head equipped on his arms overflowed with flames as he breathed out, and the pure white feathers slowly fell.
Elemental HERO Flame Wingman!
Immediately afterward, he saw a strange man with strange behavior besides the Pharaoh standing at the entrance, cursing: "Damn! That old bastard Akhenaden is so cunning, he actually acts in the middle of the night. Our mission almost failed because of his slyness!"
"That's right, if we fail this mission, you won't be able to read the file!" The voice of Native Noragami sounded, "Not only can we not get the reward, but we may also lose Yuei Vu-san's favorability! "
Other things can be tolerated, but the loss of favorability cannot be tolerated!
Several screwballs came one after another, summoning monsters to attack Akhenaden one after another.
Old bastard! Don't think about touching the favorability we have worked so hard to get!
"You guys!" Yami Yugi was so moved when he saw this group of screwballs.
Although these people dress weirdly, behave incomprehensibly, and sometimes like to talk nonsense, their brain circuits are puzzling
But at the critical moment, they are unexpectedly reliable.
"You're just junk, don't try to spoil my plan!"
Akhenaden was angry. His eyes froze, his arms crossed, the veins on the arm exposed under the white robe bulged, and the blood surged violently as if it was going to explode out of control at any time.
"Ughhhhhh!!!"
A powerful shock erupts centered on Akhenaden! The old man's robe was twisted into pieces, the magic power surged, the darkness raged, and the dark whirlwind swam quickly in this confined space.
That was a power far beyond the level of a priest.
This power came from
Great Evil God Zorc!