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"Mahad, thank you for your hard work."
"We meet again."
Atum took a deep breath as he stepped out, holding the Millennium Staff, and then looked eastward, his eyes softening.
That was the scent of my companions, and also Rebecca's.
Then he turned to look in the direction of the satellite area.
The aura of the earthbound god.
Have they already started taking action?
Then I need to speed things up a bit.
Wan Zhanglong stepped forward and said:
"We meet again. Last time was too rushed, and I didn't have time to tell you my current name."
Atum shook his head and said:
“Of course I know, Mr. Long Yi.”
"This is not the place to talk. Take this with you to the underworld. It can protect your body from the underworld's intrusion."
Atum handed the Millennium Staff to Wan Zhanglongyi.
The moment Wan Zhanglong grasped the Millennium Staff, a chilling power surged forth, enveloping his body.
Atum turned and walked into the door, followed closely by Wan Zhanglongyi and Mahad.
After the three entered the gate, the dark clouds gradually dissipated, and the moonlight once again shone on Mount Akina.
......
When Wan Zhanglong opened his eyes, he found himself back in the familiar desert.
"Welcome to the Underworld, this is my territory."
"It was built in imitation of ancient Egypt."
Atum explained with a smile.
“Mahad, go to the palace. Mana has been talking about you for a long time. I have something to say to Long Yi.”
Mahad nodded and used magic to fly towards the palace.
Atum gestured for them to proceed.
"I know you have a lot of questions to ask. We have plenty of time today, so we can answer them for you."
The two walked through the desert.
Wan Zhanglong was the first to start talking:
"What I really want to know is, why me?"
"Is it simply because you happened to see me?"
Atum shook his head and said:
"Of course not, Long Yi-kun, you possess extremely powerful abilities!"
"However, you cannot unleash it at will right now."
My abilities?
Wan Zhanglong pointed to himself and asked in surprise:
"Are you referring to telekinesis? Or the ability to communicate with spirits?"
Atum shook his head and said:
"Neither telekinesis nor Elf Duelists are particularly powerful."
"In terms of ability itself, both are very weak."
"Especially communication with spirits."
"I once knew a powerful duelist; he was an elf duelist."
"His strength is not because he is an elf duelist, but because he is strong enough on his own."
"Your abilities far surpass theirs!"
Wan Zhanglong scratched his head in confusion.
This really left him completely baffled.
What exactly is this ability?
Atum said with a smile:
"Let me lend you a hand."
"You'll know once you experience it."
"No matter how much I say, it's not as good as experiencing it for yourself."
Atum clasped his hands in front of his chest, and the Millennium Cone emitted a dazzling golden light.
The light enveloped the ten-thousand-foot-tall dragon's body, and a strong sense of dizziness washed over him.
After doing all this, Atum put his hands behind his back and looked into the distance.
Wan Zhanglong slowly closed his eyes, holding the thousand-year-old tin staff in one hand.
Endless darkness descended.
Wan Zhanglong walked alone on a narrow road.
He forgot everything.
A voice deep within him told him that all he needed to do was keep moving forward.
I don't know how long it took.
The darkness was pierced by light, and a shimmering altar appeared before him.
Heavy knights stood on both sides of the altar, while the two emperors sat in the very center of the altar.
"You finally came."
The emperor on the left side of the altar slowly stood up.
Wan Zhanglong stood frozen in place.
This...this is!
The moment he saw the altar, his memories broke free of their shackles, and Wan Zhanglongyi recognized the two emperors on the altar.
【Knight King - Regardia】
【Knight King - Oxiira】
It was Regardia who spoke.
Wan Zhanglong rubbed his eyes.
Centurion Knight?
Where did he end up this time?
What exactly is his ability?
Oxira stood up and said:
What are you waiting for?
"We are ready to fight again, for the Empire!"
Just as Wan Zhanglong was feeling lost, countless blank cards flew out from the darkness.
Blessed spirit arrives.
Manjō Ryūichi raised the blank card in his hand.
The knights on the altar transformed into beams of light and crashed into it.
The moment all the knights on the altar entered the cards, the dizziness struck again.
Wan Zhanglong opened his eyes again.
pain!
It hurts so much!
A sharp pain shot through me.
Wan Zhanglong couldn't help but strike his forehead to relieve the pain.
"you're awake?"
"It seems that forcibly activating it has significant side effects."
Atum's figure came into view.
Wan Zhanglong rubbed his temples vigorously to relieve the pain and asked again: