Yu-Gi-Oh! Your Friends Are Fighting Out of the Underworld

Chapter 145: Fighting and Suddenly Beginning to Force Sublimation

"Angel's charity..."

"Through this card's effect, I draw three cards from my deck and send two of them to the graveyard."

Looking at the card attached to the withered wings, You Ming just frowned.

For some reason, the moment he saw the white bone wings, he really felt a blockage in his heart.

But now, even if he wanted to trace the origin of the card, he didn't have the opportunity.

'Boom'

No one knew what the Undead King had thrown into the cemetery. When the withered wings carrying the card gradually sank into the ground, You Ming could clearly feel a strange vibration.

"Then, I activate the Spell Card - 'Pot of Greed' and draw two cards from my deck."

The grinning Green Pot seemed to turn its inner desires into reality as it spat out cards.

However, in this situation, it may not be the cards in your hand that you need to pay attention to.

You Ming still remembers that guy's presence in his cemetery!
"I activate the effect of Zombie Vector in my Graveyard, returning a card from my hand to the top of my Deck and Special Summoning it."

As the fungus and poison seemed to overflow in the sea of ​​corpses and blood, the red-eyed staff in the hands of the Undead King seemed to vibrate.

But before that, a chain went straight through it.

"Then at this moment, I open the cover card."

Then, along with the vibration of the imperial vein, the laser shot out and instantly engulfed the body of the Undead King.

"[Stone Piercing] - negates the effects of monsters and banishes them."

At this point, the clone of the Undead King officially left the stage.

As the monarch of the undead world, it was sent away regretfully before it could even complete an effect.

However, I don't seem to have any opinion on this.

"You really know me very well..."

"Tsk."

However, this stability made You Ming feel a little uneasy.

"Zombie Vector"

"atk/400"

Obviously, the zombies that were the special recruitment points of the Undead had crawled out of the grave again, but he clearly felt that the Undead King's mind was not on this aspect.

"Come to think of it, You Ming...I think that's what you call yourself now."

You Ming just frowned, not expecting the Undead King to speak at this time.

"what happened?"

"No, it's just... do you really think there's nothing wrong with this kind of world?"

"……what?"

Hearing the sudden question, You Ming's already confused expression showed a hint of astonishment. He even felt as if he had not felt that kind of abstract jumping feeling for a long time.

Did I press skip?

When did the topic get to this point?
Although he knew it was normal for the topic to suddenly escalate to the entire world while playing cards, he just felt confused and a little lost.

"This world should clearly advocate kindness and celebrate hard work, but some of God's blessings often breed ambitions and desires that are completely incompatible with one's own abilities. At the same time, darkness that should not be encountered can serve as a shortcut to quick gains."

On the other side, the Undead King seemed unaware that the only listener present had briefly left the show. His heavy voice trembled with the flickering ghostly fire.

"While people often confess, their purpose isn't to truly atone for their mistakes and sins, but simply to avoid retribution. They easily forget their sins, openly block all news, and make the voiceless victims disappear from everyone's memory."

"..."

"They should be condemned, but they are glamorous. They should pay the price for this, but they are living in peace."

Listening to the voice that seemed to echo from the abyss of darkness, You Ming finally came to his senses and sighed:
"So, what do you want to say?"

"Do you think someone like that is qualified to continue living such a peaceful life?"

"..."

"Those who used you and me as pawns."

"Those who fill the world with conflict." "From ancient times to the present, they have always sat in high positions, seemingly compassionate, but in fact they are filthy. The countless conflicts in the world are filled with their shadows, and they still live in that world openly. Do you think this is really okay?"

"So what about you?"

At this moment, the words stopped abruptly.

The flickering ghostly fire in the skull's eye sockets seemed to be trying to tell something, but it was staring at the white-haired boy, watching him repeat the previous question word by word:

"What did you do?"

Faced with that simple question, the Undead King did not choose to respond.

In other words, it does not take the form of 'discourse'.

'Zizzi'

As the card was inserted, a deep and enchanting crack was suddenly torn open.

"[Dark Temptation] - I draw two cards from my deck. After that, if I have no Dark monsters in my hand, send all cards in my hand to the Graveyard."

At this point, the rift disappeared, but the darkness that had already spread spread throughout the undead world.

"Because one of the cards sent to the Graveyard by 'Temptation of Darkness' is 'Treasure of Compensation', I will continue to draw two cards from the deck."

'Boom'

In an instant, violent shock waves echoed above the sea of ​​corpses and blood.

Something is coming...

"Just like you are still able to create the Red-Eyes Undying Dragon, I have never stopped for many years."

So you are telling me openly that you have started printing cards?
However, this is obviously not the case now.

"So, you're planning on taking out the 'God Card' you created?"

Of course, You Ming has not forgotten the reason why the Undead King suddenly started killing.

but……

"'God'...I can't really say that right now."

"What did you say?"

Finally, You Ming noticed something was wrong, but before he could get to the bottom of it, visible cracks had already appeared on the ground of the Undead World.

"Now, let's create a stage truly suitable for battle—I activate the perpetual magic!"

Of course, this is not the end of the world. At that moment when the world was turned upside down, a dark wave like the abyss had already erupted from under the earth, and the abyss barrier that was almost hundreds of meters high had been suspended above everyone's head.

As the shadows gradually approached, the last light You Ming saw was the sticky dark flames flashing in the eyes of the Undead King:
"Do you know why I am called the King of the Dead?"

"Why? With your looks, what else can you be called if not a dead spirit? A living Buddha?"

Finally, the radiance of the abyss smashed down on their heads, almost drowning everything.

Life, monsters, it seemed as if everything was about to be drawn into the bottomless dark abyss.

In an instant, You Ming, who was also involved, felt dizzy.

And this spell, this magic, this card, its name is!

""Yellow Springs Wheel"!"

"Tsk, it's actually this card?!"

"Welcome to a world of despair and darkness!"

　Sorry it's a bit short, mainly because I was revising the previous article.

　　I finally discovered why writers of card-playing stories rarely have the protagonist lay out the backfield. The main reason is that it is easy to forget what was covered and what was written while writing the backfield.

　　Then I wrote down what happened, reviewed it, and found that seven backfields suddenly appeared, so I hurriedly started to correct it from the beginning.

　　However, since there were not many cards that could be sent to the grave accurately, we had to use the unusual card to modify the protagonist's LP.

　　The current LP of the protagonist is 4200. If you are interested, you can take a look after I finish writing it.

　　I am so sorry!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)