Chapter 585: Don’t Mess with My Favorability!

"......Seth?" Yugi looked at Seth, who attacked him from behind and swung the Millennium Staff to give him a physical faint, with an unbelievable look on his face.

The fate between him and Kaiba spanned three thousand years, and they had countless duels under the guidance of fate. Could this be the truth of fate?

Priest Seth... was a traitor who wanted to usurp the throne?

The strong feeling of fainting made it difficult for him to move, and his hands and feet were powerless. Seth went around to the front and reached out to take the Millennium Block from his neck.

When Seth leaned down, Yugi found that his eyes were empty, as clean as a blank piece of paper, with nothing in it.

Like a puppet.

Yugi immediately understood what happened and turned to Aknadin angrily: "What did you do to Seth!?"

"Don't worry, he just fainted."

The old man had his back to him when he spoke, and his back was stretched out in the flickering firelight. Seth walked forward woodenly and handed over the Millennium Block, which was taken by the old man with his skinny hand.

Yugi noticed that the skinny back of his hand under the white robe was covered with black lines, as if every blood vessel was bulging under the skin, with a clear outline outlined by ink.

"Seth is my son." The old man said slowly, "You own this country, enjoy supreme power and status, but you never know what all this is exchanged for.

What slaves and royals are equal? ​​Everyone can enjoy the same power? Don't be ridiculous! How can a king like you be qualified to inherit this country that the previous generation sacrificed everything to build?"

Yugi was confused.

He wanted to say that except for the sentence "Seth is my son" - at the same time he was still shocked by this shocking fact - he couldn't understand anything in the following few sentences...

But the pain in Yugi's head also intensified at the same time.

More memories are reviving, like a flood breaking through the dam and pouring into the mind, carrying countless scattered memory fragments.

"My son Seth, he also has royal blood, and he is a hundred times more qualified than you... no, a thousand times!"

Yugi couldn't keep up with the rhythm. But he noticed the change in Aknadin's voice, which was deeper and more sinister than before. And the powerful dark energy emanating from him was clearly what Yugi had felt from Tapir in the past.

Yugi suddenly realized it at this moment.

In this RPG dark game, Tapir... actually has a chess piece buried next to me! ?

"Yes, I signed a contract with the darkness behind the Thief King, and gained power far superior to other priests!" Aknadin roared, "Your days of rule are over, Pharaoh! Soon, this country will soon belong to Set!

He will become the strongest Pharaoh in history, and reign as the patron saint of this country!"

Aknadin narrowed his eyes and turned to look at the girl curled up in the corner.

Set had a blank expression on his face, and walked to Kisara mechanically like a puppet. The firelight cast his tall body into a mountain-like shadow, enveloping the girl.

He unscrewed the handle of the thousand-year-old tin staff, revealing the sharp spike hidden in the staff. The alchemical material shone with golden light under the firelight.

"Lord Set..."

The girl shrank and lowered her head, her silver hair falling like a waterfall.

She did not intend to resist.

Qisara still remembers her first encounter with the young Set.

That was when she was still very young.

She was rejected by the villagers, regarded as a heretic, hungry, and bullied. Such a bleak life was all she had.

And the young Set was the first ray of light that tore through the darkness and shone into her life.

When she was caught by the traffickers, imprisoned, and anxiously waiting for a more cruel fate to come, Set appeared. The brave boy rescued her from the traffickers by himself, and since then, that shadow has been lingering in her heart.

For Qisara, it was the most precious memory of her life so far. Throughout her miserable life, she had been trying her best to chase the figure of the boy.

Too many people called her a heretic and said she was an ominous existence, so that she herself believed so. She felt that she was a lowly person to the core, just a piece of garbage on the side of the road. However, Set was the only one who was willing to lend her a hand and gave her the only ray of light.

But now Set is a noble priest of this country, and she is still as humble as she was back then.

If she died in his hands, becoming an elf and guarding him forever... it would not be bad.

In the endless darkness, he gave her a ray of hope.

She was willing to give him a world illuminated by eternal light in return.

Set slowly raised the spike of the thousand-year-old tin staff in his hand, and the cold wind blew the torch, like a symphony of death.

Yugi was trying to shout Set's name loudly, and Aknadin laughed wildly, as if he had seen his son ruling the world under the protection of the white dragon...

The wind suddenly intensified, and the flames in the brazier seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and flew over, hitting Set's right hand head-on like a scorching cannonball.

The thousand-year-old tin staff that was split into two pieces was shaken away by the impact of the flames, and rolled to the side. Aknadin's laughter stopped abruptly and turned into an angry question.

"Who is it!?"

Akhnadin turned his head and saw the green hero floating in the air with his arms folded, looking down from above. The dragon head equipped on his arm exhaled flames, and the white feathers slowly fell.

Elemental Hero: Flame Winged Man!

Then he saw the weirdo next to the Pharaoh standing at the entrance, cursing: "Fuck! This old bastard Aknadin actually took action in the middle of the night. I almost failed the mission!"

"That's right, if this mission fails, I can't load the save file!" Following closely behind was the local Ye Liangchen, "Not getting the reward is secondary, maybe I will lose Yu Yu-san's favorability!"

Other things can be tolerated, but losing favorability is intolerable!

Several idiots were full of energy and summoned monsters to attack Aknadin.

Old thief! Don't even think about touching the favorability we worked so hard to get!

"You guys!" Yami Yugi was moved to see this group of idiots as never before.

Although these people are dressed strangely, behave incomprehensibly, and sometimes like to talk nonsense and have puzzling brain circuits...

...but they are surprisingly reliable at critical moments.

"Tsk, they are just some scum, don't think of ruining my good deeds!"

Akhnadin was angry. His eyes were stern, his arms were folded, and the veins on his arms exposed under the white robe were bulging, and the blood was surging violently, as if it would explode out of control at any time.

"Uh ah ah ah ah!!!"

The powerful impact broke out with Aknadin as the center! The old man's robe was twisted into pieces, magic power surged, darkness raged, and the dark whirlwind quickly wandered in this confined space.

That was a power far beyond the level of a priest.

This power came from...

...the great evil god Sok!