Chapter 447: Relics

Egypt, underground.

"Boom boom..."

The thick rock was penetrated, and the solid wall was penetrated by the unremitting excavation of the archaeological team, and collapsed with a burst of tiny roars.

Beams of light were irradiated through the cracks into the area that had been occupied by darkness for three thousand years. The darkness revealed a stench that had fermented for three thousand years, and a gloomy wind blew out, which seemed to carry some resentment.

The leader of the archaeological team took the lead and led the team members into the broken cave.

After passing through the crack, the bottom suddenly became clear.

Although it was known what was hidden under the rock, no one expected to see such a well-preserved secret room here.

The archaeological team members were all amazed at the completeness of the sealed secret room, which made people feel like a palace. The walls around were engraved with patterns and complex ancient characters, full of characters that the archaeological team members could not decipher.

Beams of searchlights were cast into the dark space, and countless dust flew irregularly in the beams.

When the dark and hard face and the dark and cold pupils like a king appeared in the area illuminated by the light, some archaeologists could not help but exclaimed.

It was not until more lights were projected that they could see clearly that it was a coffin.

A jackal-shaped coffin looked like a sculpture. Because the craftsmanship was so exquisite, including the expression and eyes of the wolf head, it looked so lifelike that it gave people the illusion that it was alive.

The coffin was against the earth-brown wall, and the shape looked like a jackal with its arms around its body and bound. Thick golden chains extended from the surrounding walls and floors, firmly tying the coffin.

It was as if the person who buried this coffin in this secret room was not even sure about the dead in the coffin, and had to add such a circle of thick chains to seal it up before he could feel at ease.

The archaeological team leader walked forward and looked carefully at the golden chains that bound the coffin with the light. When he pulled the chain, it rubbed against each other and the outer shell of the coffin, making a "clattering" sound.

He couldn't help but be surprised at the strength of the material used for this chain - it seemed that even after thousands of years of erosion, there was not even a trace of rust on this chain. In addition to being covered with heavy dust, it even looked like new.

This reminded the captain of the alchemy in the ancient Egyptian legend.

Because he was doing archaeology in this generation, he naturally heard some related rumors. According to legend, the people of ancient Egypt discovered a taboo secret method that could produce alchemical materials that would never be eroded.

It is said that the ultimate tool born from that secret method is called the "Millennium Artifact" and has a terrifying power that allows the holder to rewrite the law.

Of course, that is just a legend.

However, the archaeological captain has never seen such a strange tomb. Judging from the size of this secret room, the craftsmanship and the exquisite materials, he thinks that the owner of this tomb should have been a nobleman in his lifetime.

But this strange jackal-shaped coffin and this burial posture standing on the wall and tied up really touched his blind spot.

Then something even weirder happened.

Just as they walked into the tomb and approached the coffin, a golden door on the side of the coffin...actually opened automatically.

It was as if the owner of the tomb was welcoming them.

The next moment, all of them saw at a glance the diamond-like pyramid-shaped pendant placed neatly in the middle of the secret room behind the door.

In the middle of the pendant was what looked like a red eye. Scarlet light shone from the eye, clearly reflected in the pupils of all the archaeological team members, like a magnet that firmly attracted everyone's sight and could not be moved away for a long time.

...

Two hours later.

The off-road vehicle drove through the long wilderness, under the scorching sun at a temperature of 40 degrees Celsius that was enough to roast people.

The vehicle stopped outside the camp that the archaeological team had already built. The door of the back seat opened, and a pair of long legs that were tanned but well-proportioned came out from behind the door.

Isis Ishdar got out of the SUV, and her body shook violently when she got out of the car. She was still wearing the white robe, and the golden corset tightly held her slender waist.

From the distance from the bulge in front of her chest to the corset, it can be seen that the legs under the robe are really long.

It was her younger brother, Malik Ishdar, who was completely white despite his dark appearance, who came out from the passenger seat.

As soon as the siblings got out of the car, someone in the camp came up to greet them with a smile on their faces.

As a leading figure in the duel world, Isis's social status is naturally not low because she plays cards so well.

In fact, in addition to being the descendant of the tomb-keeping family, Sister Isis also serves as the director of the Egyptian Archaeological Bureau, and even has considerable influence in the modern Egyptian government.

She plays cards well, has a gentle and considerate personality, and has a plump figure and a broad mind. She will naturally be welcomed wherever she goes.

The brother and sister were soon welcomed by the archaeological team and arrived at the center of the tomb. They soon saw the strange coffin and the pyramid-shaped crystal.

"Sister." Malik squatted down beside the coffin. "There are words engraved on it...ancient priest writing."

Isis also came forward: "What's written?"

"The King of Light and the King of Darkness... a fateful battle." Malik wiped off the dust covering the complex characters and frowned, "At the end of the battle... the King of Darkness will be buried by the King of Light. When the light is full, the King of Destruction will awaken."

He raised his head: "It seems like a prophecy, sister."

Isis frowned slightly: "The King of Darkness and the King of Light..."

"Sister, could it be..."

"Indeed. According to the history guarded by our grave-keeping clan, the pharaoh who controlled the ultimate dark power was indeed called the 'King of Darkness'."

"That is to say, the King of Darkness refers to Yugi Muto... No, is it the nameless pharaoh?" Malik said, "Then the King of Light refers to..."

"Seto Kaiba, who controls the white fantasy beast and possesses the ultimate light ” Isis nodded, “I can only think of this possibility.”

“Then the ‘King of Destruction’ mentioned here…”

“I don’t know.” Isis shook her head, “But if that’s the case, then the end of the prophecy is the death of the Pharaoh and the destruction of Kaiba Seto. The King of Destruction… Anyway, it feels a little bad.”

“The higher-ups said that these are going to be exhibited in Tongshiye.” Malik frowned, “Maybe we should find a way to stop it?”

Isis thought for a while: “Let’s wait for now. Just before I came here, someone from Tongshiye contacted me and said they wanted to come over to see me. We may have to prepare to receive them.”

“Oh?” Malik thought for a while, “King of Destruction?”

Isis shook her head: “It’s Duel King Yuyu.”

Malik’s eyelids twitched, and his face suddenly became strange.

…As if he recalled something in the past that he couldn’t bear to look back on.