Chapter 447: remains
Egypt, underground.
"Boom rumble..."
Thick blocks of rock were pierced, solid walls were pierced by the unremitting excavation of the archaeological team, and collapsed with a small roar.
A beam of light passed through the crack and was irradiated into a field that had been occupied by darkness for three thousand years. The stench that had been fermented for three thousand years was revealed in the darkness, and a cloudy wind blew out, as if there was some kind of resentment in it.
The captain of the archaeological team took the lead, leading the team to drill into the broken cave.
Passing through the crack, the bottom is suddenly open.
Although it has long been known what is hidden under the rock block, no one expected to see such a well-preserved chamber here.
The archaeologists were amazed at how complete this secret room was sealed, making it feel like a palace. The surrounding walls were engraved with patterns and complex ancient characters, filled with characters that all the archaeologists could not decipher.
Bunch of searchlights were cast into the dark space, and countless dusts flew irregularly in the beam.
When the dark and hard face appeared in the area illuminated by the lights, as well as the majestic, dark and cold pupils like a king, some archaeologists couldn't help but exclaimed.
It wasn't until more light was cast that they could see clearly that it was a coffin.
A coffin in the shape of a jackal looks like a sculpture. Because the craftsmanship is so sophisticated, the expression and eyes of the wolf's head are so lifelike that it gives the illusion that it is alive.
The coffin had its back against the earth-brown wall, and it looked like a jackal with its arms around it, and its body was bound. Thick golden chains stretched out from the surrounding walls and floors, tying the coffin firmly.
It was as if the person who buried the coffin in this secret room was not at ease with the dead person in the coffin, and he had to add such a thick chain to seal it in order to feel at ease.
The archaeological captain stepped forward and carefully looked at the golden chains that bound the coffin with the light on. The chains rubbed against each other as they were pulled by him, rubbing against the outer shell of the coffin, making a "crashing" sound.
He couldn't help but be amazed at the strength of the material used for this chain - it seems that even after thousands of years of erosion, this chain can't even find a trace of rust. Aside from being heavily dusted, it even looked like new.
This reminded the captain of alchemy in ancient Egyptian legends.
Because it was archaeology in this generation, he naturally heard some related rumors. Legend has it that the people of ancient Egypt discovered forbidden secrets that could create 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 it has the terrifying power that allows the holder to rewrite the law.
Of course that's just a legend.
However, the archaeological captain has never seen such a strange tomb. Judging from the size of the secret room, the craftsmanship and the quality of the materials, he felt that the owner of this tomb should have been a high-ranking aristocrat in his lifetime.
But such a strange coffin in the shape of a jackal, and this burial posture standing on the wall and tied with five flowers, really involved his blind spot of knowledge.
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's like the owner of the tomb is welcoming their arrival.
The next moment, all of them saw at a glance the diamond-like pyramid-shaped pendant that was rightly placed in the middle of the secret room behind the door.
The center of the pendant was placed like a red eye. The scarlet light lit up from those eyes and was clearly reflected in the pupils of everyone in the archaeological team. It was like a magnet that firmly attracted everyone's sight and could not be removed for a long time.
......
two hours later.
The off-road vehicle passed through the long wilderness and drove over under the scorching sun at a temperature of forty degrees that was enough to cook people.
The vehicle stopped outside the camp that the archaeological team had already set up. The door of the rear seat opened, and out from behind the door was a long, tanned but slender, well-proportioned leg.
Isis Ishdar got out of the off-road vehicle and shook violently when she got out of the car. She was still wearing that white robe, and the golden waist tightly bound her slender waist.
From the bulge of the chest to the waist, it can be seen that the legs under the robe are really long.
From the passenger seat, it was her younger brother, Malik Ishdar, who had been completely whitened despite his dark appearance.
As soon as the siblings got off the bus, someone at the camp greeted them with smiles on their faces.
As a leading figure in the duel world, Isis's social status will naturally not be low because of her playing cards so well.
In fact, in addition to being a descendant of the tomb-keeper family, Sister Isis also serves as the director of the Egyptian Archaeology Bureau, and she even has considerable influence in the modern Egyptian government.
He plays cards well, his personality is gentle and considerate, and he has a plentiful body and a heart like a valley, so he will naturally be popular wherever he goes.
The sister and brother were soon greeted by the archaeological team to the tomb, and soon saw the strange coffin and the pyramid-shaped crystal.
"Sister." Malik crouched down beside the coffin, "It's engraved with words...ancient priestly characters."
Isis also stepped forward: "What did you write?"
"The Lord of Light and the Lord of Darkness...the battle of fate." Malik wiped away the dust covering the complicated characters, frowned, "The end of the battle...The Lord of Darkness. shall be buried by the Lord of Light. When the light is filled, the Lord of Destruction shall awaken."
He raised his head: "It seems to be something like a prophecy, sister."
Isis frowned lightly: "The King of Darkness and the King of Light..."
"Sister, could it be..."
"Indeed. According to the history guarded by our tomb guards, the Pharaoh who harnessed the power of extreme darkness did have the title of 'King of Darkness'."
"That is to say, the King of Darkness refers to the game of Muto... No, is it the nameless Pharaoh?" Malik said, "The King of Light refers to..."
"Kaiba Seto, a person who controls a white phantom beast and possesses the ultimate power of 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 this is the case, then the end of the prophecy is the death of the Pharaoh and the destruction of the Seahorses. The King of Destruction... In short, it feels a little bad. "
"It was said that these were going to be exhibited at Tong Shiye." Malik frowned, "Maybe we should find a way to stop it?"
Isis thought for a while: "Let's slow down for now. Just before I came, someone from Tong Shiye contacted me and said they wanted to come and have a look. We may have to prepare for reception."
"Oh?" Malik thought for a while, "Is it Seahorse Seto?"
Isis shook her head: "It's duel king Youyu."
Malik's eyelids jumped, and his expression suddenly became strange.
... as if recalling something unbearable in the past.
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