Who asked him to play Yu-Gi-Oh!

Chapter 1624 A New Pursuit
Osiris's Superconducting Wave, Obelisk's Divine Fist Crushing, Ra's Divine Breath Flame Cannon
The triple attack from the Phantom God was something that almost no one in the world could withstand completely. Anubis took all three attacks without a hit. Although his dragon body disintegrated, he reverted to human form, and was barely alive, he was still quite formidable.

Anubis had now returned to human form, lying half-dead on the ground, his body slowly dissipating into dust, looking as if he were on the verge of death at any moment.

Yami Yugi walked up to him and looked at him expressionlessly.

“Anubis, perhaps your past is indeed connected to mine. But even so, I will not stop. I will recover my memories, and in the process, I will defeat anyone who stands in my way,” Yami Yugi said.

Anubis stared at him for a few seconds, then closed his eyes and forced a smile.

"You learned the Overpower technique in just a short time. I admit, you surprised me. Perhaps you are indeed a powerful individual with that level of strength."

But after a pause, he turned sinister.

"Even so, that person's power is far superior to yours."

Dark Game frowned: "Zork?"

Anubis did not answer, but simply closed his eyes. Even now, with just a brief blink, the image of that great man seemed to immediately appear in Anubis's mind.

He had the privilege of dueling with that great being and personally experiencing that power. The oppressive feeling, the overwhelming strength, made him believe that it was absolutely unique in the world, the only being worthy of the throne in the dark new era after the destruction of the old world.

"And what about Dartz?" Yami Yugi asked again.

Anubis laughed upon hearing this.

“I’ve already said it, that old bastard Dartz didn’t understand his place and overestimated his abilities. He and his so-called God of Orichalcos? They may indeed have the power to destroy the world, but they are ultimately not qualified to participate in this final game.”

Dark Game: "The final game? What do you mean?"

“Darth is a thing of the past,” Anubis said. “That man is only interested in you. You will understand, very soon.”

Anubis's body completely disintegrated and turned into ashes.

“Dartz is a thing of the past,” Yami Yugi murmured. “Could it be that Doma has already been…?”

Some time ago, before Yami Yugi arrived at this hall.

In the dim firelight, Darz stood up in the flickering temple, his expression solemn, and looked coldly at the phantom that seemed to have been projected into the temple from the void.

"Wow, after all, he's been living like an old codger for ten thousand years, his nose is quite sensitive."

The dark figure let out a mocking laugh.

"Well, that makes sense. If a coward like you didn't have a good nose, you probably would have been slapped to death three thousand years ago."

The pupil constricts.

That voice, that presence.
“Zork!?” Dartz exclaimed in surprise, “You’re Zork?”

Yes, Dartz also knows the great evil god Zorc.

This is a fact, and it's something Dartz explicitly stated in the anime. It's just that Dartz said it in a pretentious way in the anime.

Darzan said that he was present in ancient times three thousand years ago and witnessed the epic battle between Atum, the Pharaoh, and Zorc, the great evil god.

He spoke with such nonchalance, displaying the air of a reclusive sage, as if he himself had participated in the final battle, exuding a strange calmness that seemed to say, "Zork is no less capable." However, if you knew the truth, Dartz was actually wearing a hood, head bowed, and hiding far away among the onlookers, afraid of being caught in the crossfire of the two great beings' battle if he stood even slightly closer.
One advantage of living a long time is that you can boast about being present at some historic battle, and no one can correct you.

But because he was actually present in ancient Egypt back then, he witnessed firsthand the power of the Pharaoh and Zorc, which made him even more wary just now.

In fact, if Darz hadn't known that the Pharaoh had lost all his memories and even his true name, which held immense power, Darz probably wouldn't have dared to make any moves against him.

At this very moment, Zorc, one of the two great gods from back then and the ruler of ultimate darkness, appeared before him.

The darkness surrounding the shadowy figure gradually faded, clearly transforming into a human form. It was a fairly handsome young man, wearing a golden wisdom wheel on his chest, with silver hair and a lazy, playful expression.

"Don't be nervous, I'm not the person you think I am. At least not entirely." The boy said lazily. "My name is Bakura now, you can call me that."

Dartz was filled with doubt and uncertainty.

It was indeed Zorc's aura. Although three thousand years had passed, he was certain he would never forget such an existence once he had seen it. But now, reminded by the other party, Dartz seemed to realize that the aura was different from back then, as if something else had been mixed in, as if it had changed.

By the way, the current Pharaoh is a nameless ghost. After that battle, Zorc was probably either dead or severely crippled. The one appearing before him now is probably just a remnant of his soul.

Since that's the case, there's probably nothing to be afraid of.

So Daz's back, which had almost slumped, straightened up again, as if she felt that she could get back on her feet.

"Is that so? Then Bakura is Bakura it is." Dartz regained his nonchalant, aloof demeanor and said, "What do you want?"

Bakura tilted his head: "It's nothing much. It's just that I had someone pass on a message to you before, and now it seems we're having trouble reaching an agreement. There are some things you want, and I want them too, which makes things difficult."

Darz said, “There’s nothing I can do about that. If you are truly the being I’m thinking of, you should understand that people like us know exactly what we want, and it’s hard for us to compromise no matter what happens.”

Bakura, upon hearing this, threw his head back and burst into laughter.

"Really? If it were the old me, maybe so. But now my goals are different."

Dartz raised an eyebrow: "Really?"

As far as he knew, Zorc harbored deep resentment towards the Pharaoh and the existing world, and his greatest desire was to drag the entire world into his darkness.

Has something changed?

“I saw a wider world, and realized that what I thought was the whole world was just the tip of the iceberg of reality,” Bakura said coldly. “What you and your god thought was ‘fate’ was nothing but a joke. Can you imagine that feeling?”

Knowing full well that you will fail, watching yourself destroy and perish again and again, possessing boundless power yet unable to defy the torrent of fate, feeling utterly powerless to control anything?

Dartz frowned: "What are you talking about?"

"I knew you wouldn't understand. That's why I said you can't reach my level, and you can't understand what I'm pursuing. Well, it doesn't matter, you don't need to understand."

As Zorc spoke, he raised his hand, and the surging darkness on his arm transformed into a duel disk.

Then he twitched the corner of his mouth and revealed a smile.

"Because you're going to be finished very soon."

(End of this chapter)