An unknown corner, Doma Headquarters.
A black transport aircraft pierced through the gloomy clouds, slowed down, and descended over this land.
The engine hummed heavily as the cabin door slowly opened. Two black motorcycles roared out from the cabin, landing on the ground in a manner that would leave Batman speechless and Captain America in tears, turning into two blurry afterimages as they sped towards the golden building in the distance.
The transport aircraft, having dropped off its passengers, immediately ascended and flew away with a sharp cry. The massive transport aircraft, like a steel raptor, pierced through the thick clouds and disappeared beyond the horizon.
These two were none other than Rafael and Valon, the remaining members of the Doma Three Musketeers.
Jumping off a flying plane riding motorcycles, one couldn't help but wonder if their physiques were astonishing or if the motorcycles they rode were of exceptionally high quality.
Such details suggest that the constitutions of Doma's Three Musketeers are indeed extraordinary. Especially Valon, who fought since childhood and seems like the kind of super soldier who could stop a helicopter with his bare hands in a movie.
Which leads to thoughts about Jonouchi, who could fight Valon while dueling and still hold his ground. Equivalently, his physique might be akin to a Captain America. Change into a uniform, throw on a mask, and he'd be another superhero in a neighboring film, perhaps codenamed "Dice Captain" or something...
These two Doma Musketeers charge ahead to the stairs below the temple without slowing down, instead revving the throttle as they speed directly up the stairs, without the slightest fear of a mishap.
Truly worthy of Doma's Musketeers, not only with extraordinary skills but also with a rock-solid composure, admirable indeed.
A moment later, the two had already passed through the grand hall, standing side by side before Dartz.
The expressively designated preacher of Doma did not look pleased.
And understandably so. In these days, right at the critical moment when he finally decided to take action after waiting for millennia, a group of lunatics suddenly appeared, targeting Doma's subordinates worldwide.
Moreover, the precision strikes were uncanny. These lunatics seemed erratic, wandering aimlessly with Duel Discs looking for targets, yet they always managed to hit their hidden congregations accurately.
This was true in every country and region, as if they had some special means of tracing the power of Orichalcos.
If that was all, it would be tolerable. However, according to reports from various branches, these duelists seemed to possess some ability to circumvent the rules of The Seal of Orichalcos.
Although this hypothesis seemed terrifying, after continuous warfare, Doma had reason to believe these people, after being defeated in the seal, seemingly would not have their souls sealed!
Thus, after days of battle, the slabs of the temple mostly held the souls of Doma's own people.
Even the ancient long-lived Dartz found this too bizarre.
"Is there really a way to avoid the Seal of Orichalcos?" Rafael asked.
"No." Dartz shook his head, "At least as far as I know, no. Even I, if defeated in a duel, my soul will become a sacrifice for the revival of the Great God."
"Then why..."
"I don't know." Dartz shook his head, interrupting Rafael.
Rafael showed a surprised expression.
It was the first time he heard such words since meeting Dartz.
Rafael had encountered a shipwreck as a child, where all his family perished except for him.
At his darkest, most hopeless time, Dartz stood forth and pointed him in the right direction. From then on, Dartz became his sole beacon and direction for the future.
For him now, Dartz was akin to an omniscient deity, knowing everything that ever happened on this Earth, controlling everything within the existing societal and civilizational systems.
Yet now, such an omniscient Dartz was admitting there was something outside his knowledge?
At this, Dartz furrowed his brows deeply, beginning to contemplate.
Indeed, it was somewhat peculiar.
Once the king of the legendary Atlantis city a thousand years ago, Dartz had, millennia ago, witnessed the decay and darkness of the human heart and accepted a command from the God of Orichalcos, born from Earth's core, annihilating the civilization he once ruled, living forever with the God, roaming the world.
In these millennia, his insight and experience surpassed ordinary perception. He even understood the secrets of the Millennium Item and the Pharaoh's lost memories, encompassing related mainline content.
Regardless, when Dark Yugi as Pharaoh engaged in the final battle three millennia ago, defeating the Great Evil God Sok, Dartz was present.
...Of course, in the animation, this was Dartz boasting to the memory-lost Dark Yugi to make him believe he was omniscient, even knowing about his Pharaoh's past life.
However, since it's only his claim, it doesn't prove anything.
It's also possible that when Dark Yugi fought the Great Evil God Sok, Dartz was indeed present, just as a spectator in a safe zone.
The Three Egyptian Gods and the Evil God clashed in mid-air, turning day into night. Perhaps Dartz watched from hundreds of miles away, fangirling secretly before the Evil God saying "666" before turning to run, fleeing three days and nights without turning back...
Who knows? After all, three millennia are too remote, unverifiable, so he can boast freely.
Though judging by his conduct, Dartz seems genuinely familiar with the Egyptian Gods and Millennium Items, not far from Dark Yugi's past life if not directly knowing much.
Yet now, with these bizarre duelists popping out of nowhere, he was utterly at a loss.
Thinking of this, Dartz unknowingly murmured a name: "Youyu..."
"Youyu?" Rafael was puzzled. "That Duel King? What about him?"
"I'm not sure." Dartz said calmly, "But I have a hunch he might have some connection to those unexpected rebels."
After a pause, Dartz's gaze turned cold.
"This is the first time in a thousand years there's been a background I cannot decipher." Dartz murmured to himself.
Rafael was surprised: "Even you... cannot figure it out? Do you want me to eliminate him?"
Rafael was the strongest after Dartz himself within the organization, indicating the importance if he was needed to remove an obstacle.
Dartz shook his head.
"No need." He said softly, eyes gleaming, "I'll meet him personally."