Who asked him to play Yu-Gi-Oh!

Chapter 1502 Endless Number
"The handsome, dashing, invincible, and valiant Lord Vector!"

Mr. Xincheng adjusted his square-framed glasses, a sickeningly obsequious smile on his face, and knelt down before a high and mighty throne.

Vector sat arrogantly on his throne, one leg propped up on the armrest, swinging his leg back and forth, his eyes narrowed in enjoyment: "If you can talk, then talk more."

Dr. Fika was captured, and thus, Mr. Heart City became the number one henchman among the superdimensional humans who communicated with the Varians.

Mr. Heart City, whose leader was captured, actually got a promotion opportunity because of it, filling the vacancy, and now he can come to the Balian world to meet the Seven Emperors directly.

From Vector's perspective, it seems that, putting everything else aside, this human is quite skilled at flattery. Although flattery has little practical use, it's undeniably satisfying.

Having received permission, Mr. Xincheng hurriedly launched into another round of flattery, practically racking his brains to say every good thing he could think of, showcasing all the good things he had learned in his life.

After finishing, Bekuta was very pleased and expressed his satisfaction with the service. He then reached out and gently touched the surface. A dark red light condensed at his fingertip and suddenly shot through the air toward Mr. Heart City's brow.

"Lord Vector!"

Mr. Xincheng's expression changed drastically at first, thinking he had offended the other party with something and was about to attack him. But soon the red light entered his brow, and he felt no pain at all; instead, he felt a little...comfortable?

It felt like something had entered my body, like some unknown area within me had been explored, releasing a forbidden pleasure into my brain.
"This is this!"

Mr. Xincheng looked at the card that had gathered in his hand; the card's outline was faintly visible in the red light. Before he could even make out the card's image, he had already noticed the prominent number at the very beginning of the card's name.

NO.1!

Number 1 signifies the beginning and the initial power; the extraordinary and powerful nature of this card is self-evident. Such a crucial card, with such extraordinary power, was actually entrusted to him by Lord Vector!
Mr. Xincheng was overjoyed, his heart pounding wildly. Never before had he felt so fortunate to have mastered such a masterful art of flattery, which had so easily brought him such immense power!

"Your subordinate will do everything in his power to live up to your expectations, and will go through fire and water for Lord Vector."

Mr. Xincheng's head hit the ground. Seeing him like this, Bekuta couldn't help but laugh so hard he almost fell over.

"Hahaha, look at you, getting so excited over something so simple." Vector laughed. "Don't be too happy yet, yours isn't the real 'No. 1'."

"Eh?"

Mr. Xincheng was taken aback and looked at the card in his hand. He stared at it closely, and no matter how he looked at it, the card clearly stated "NO.1". Why would anyone say it wasn't real?
Then Vector sneered and pointed into the void again.

A chaotic sphere of light appeared in mid-air, its intense red-hot energy churning within. Then, the chaotic particles gradually condensed into cards. First one, then ten, then one hundred.
Finally, Mr. Xincheng stared at the countless cards flying in groups within the giant sphere of light, their combined number resembling an ocean, and his mouth dropped open, speechless for a long time.

"This is this"

Vector smiled and said, "Yes."

Mr. Xincheng was still incredulous: "All of these?"

Vector's smile widened: "Yes. Every single card here, every single one of them, is NO!"

Mr. Xincheng was stunned.

How could that be? He had always thought that every single No. 1 was unique in the world, one of a kind. He thought there were only one hundred No. 1s in total.

But how many of these numbers did Vector display at this moment? A thousand? Ten thousand?

There were so many that he lost track of the quantity.

“One million!” Vector laughed heartily. “I now have one million NO.s!”

Mr. Xincheng felt that his worldview had been severely impacted.

One million NO., what does that mean?
Mr. Xincheng stammered, "But how is that possible?"

“Hey, I already possess the power of a god, so of course nothing is impossible,” Vector sneered. “These are all my own creations.”

However, they can't be called fake cards. Each one possesses extraordinary power and is recognized as a genuine card in both dueling rules and natural laws. They were indeed created by the power of a creator-level being. It's just that they are completely independent of the orthodox No. 1 system.

However, Vector was exaggerating his abilities. Although he was one of the Seven Varia Emperors, he didn't have the ability to create a million No. 1 cards by hand. The power to create these cards came from the combined power of thousands of masters.

Seeing that the duelists of the fused dimension were extraordinary, and that the human world in his own Xyz Dimension was protected by the Star Messenger and some powerful human warriors, it would be difficult for them to break through in the short term.

Furthermore, Vector himself wasn't truly aligned with the Varia and the other members of the Seven Emperors; he had his own agenda. The greater his ambition and the more he schemed, the more he felt the immense external resistance and the numerous powerful figures around him, making it impossible to achieve his goals solely through his own strength.

Therefore, he took a risk and trespassed into the forbidden lands of Balian, secretly entering the Sea of ​​Malice.

He found the soul sealed in that ocean, the creator god of the Balian world, the "Thousand Lords" who had been sealed there since being defeated by the astral beings in ancient times.

However, the thousands of lords who had been slumbering for countless years were now in a state of near collapse, with limited recovery. Therefore, the fragments of their remnants of souls were temporarily attached to Vector's body, with Vector acting as their host.

However, Vector was not possessed by this ancient remnant soul. Both sides maintained their autonomy and only maintained a delicate cooperative relationship.

The thousands of gods will tell Bekuta some ancient secrets, provide Bekuta with knowledge, power, and even things that only gods can do, such as hand-writing a million NO. cards.

Vector, on the other hand, acts as the hands and feet of the thousands of masters, and with their help, rapidly upgrades and evolves.

The relationship between the two is somewhat delicate, somewhat like the story of the chosen protagonist of the Varia and the remnant of the primordial spirit. It is precisely with the help of the old man's cheat codes that Vector has been able to grow rapidly and continuously produce new cards.

In a sense, the Astral Being who defeated thousands of lords in ancient times seems similar. However, the Astral Being has lost all his memories and is usually a bit silly, except when he's giving Yuma pointers on playing cards. This makes their interactions seem less like those of the protagonist and the old man and more like those of close brothers who could spark a connection at any moment.

"What would happen if all one million No. cards were put into the human world?" Vector chuckled strangely. "It's something to look forward to."

"Don't worry, leave it to me, Lord Vector!"

Mr. Xincheng patted his chest confidently.

"Three days! I only need three days! I guarantee that after three days, there will be no more distinction between the human world and the Valian world!"

(End of this chapter)