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

Chapter 224 Happy to serve
The sound of the explosion was too sudden and too intense.

For a moment, not to mention others, even You Ming couldn't help but be stunned for a while.

Does the original story say that the airship will explode?

attack?

Or is it because of some butterfly effect that some forces that were already unable to contain themselves took action?
Noa's personality AI?

Gosaburo's remnants?

It could even be Doma... No, now is not the time to worry about that!
Without waiting for his thoughts to completely disperse, You Ming rushed towards the source of the explosion.

When he finally stepped through the dark smoke and dust, the figure of the culprit appeared before him:
"Tsk, what on earth is this thing? How can it make a sound?"

Malik Ishdar—he stood there in the room that was almost in ruins.

His already dark hair looked messy, his brown skin was covered in dust, and before he knew it, the ever-present, almost musty smell in the air had been mixed with the smell of burnt batteries.

Of course, what was more important was that he was holding a tattered electronic device in his hand. From the remaining shell, one could still tell that it was an object that could be called a "phone".

But it is obvious that the parties involved do not know what this thing is:
"Tsk, you guys came just in time. What on earth is going on with this prop?"

Malik couldn't help but sneer after throwing away the broken phone in his hand.

"And this room, there are sounds everywhere, but unfortunately, your little tricks are useless in front of my thousand-year-old staff!"

'patta'

At that moment, You Ming felt that he didn't even have the desire to explain.

In fact, it wasn't just him. Looking back at the other duelists, he could almost see an indescribable expression on their faces.

"So how did this guy manage to build an organization like Gurus?"

Jonouchi asked quietly.

"Are all the people in Gurusli illiterate?"

"What did you say?!"

Although the tone was very threatening, no one felt nervous at all at the moment.

Of course, even You Ming, who has always wanted to pay attention to his existence, is the same.

Thinking back carefully, You Ming suddenly wanted to laugh:

"I always feel like a fool for caring about your actions and worrying about the damage and casualties you might cause."

Without waiting for Malik's brain, which probably didn't contain much except the God Card, to continue thinking, You Ming gently pressed down the tin staff that he raised subconsciously.

"Anyway, what you've been waiting for has arrived."

"what?"

Finally, Mr. Anma seemed to come to his senses.

After completely understanding what the white-haired boy said, Malik couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

"So, who is my opponent?"

Malik looked past the man standing in front of him and looked at the others.

"Is it Mr. Pharaoh, or is it Seahorse? Or even..."

"it's me."

With the crisp and clear response, the voice that seemed to be drawn out indefinitely came to an abrupt end.

The slightly cloudy purple eyes were momentarily distracted, and then replaced by some strong emotion.

"It's you?!"

"Yes, so please give me more guidance from now on."

You Ming smiled and stretched out his hand, wanting to pat his shoulder, but unexpectedly Malik suddenly took two steps back.

"Do not touch me!!"

But perhaps because he felt his performance was too embarrassing, he quickly coughed twice:
"Since you are so eager to experience the power of God, then come!"

"..."

"Don't look at me like that!!"

…………In short, the facts proved that the case of the sudden explosion had been solved. It was nothing more than that the six-year-old boy An Malik, who knew nothing, felt that he was being monitored and attacked, so he started to use the power of the thousand-year-old tin staff indiscriminately. It was almost the same accident as a child throwing firecrackers into a biogas tank.

But at this point, You Ming was too lazy to complain.

"hey-hey."

In any case, this guy's condition is completely different from before.

"Hey hey hey."

If he follows the original trajectory, after failing to find the fault in advance, the "Sky Dragon" in his hand will lose to the Pharaoh himself.

But now, because of the card expert's interference, he had no time to confront the Pharaoh.

That is to say...

"Hey Hey."

"So could you please stop laughing?"

Before he could continue thinking, the strange laughter that kept echoing in the same elevator made You Ming a little unbearable.

"It sounds like something is stuck on your head. Are you really human?"

"Tsk."

A hint of anger appeared on Malik's face almost subconsciously.

But then, he suddenly laughed:
"You only have time to be quick-tongued at times like these. After all, you will soon face the wrath of the gods."

Under You Ming's casual gaze, the red and yellow colors appeared in front of him.

"[Pterosaur] and [Sky Dragon]..."

"Yes, next I will put these two cards into my deck."

"Controlling two gods at the same time? Won't that be a burden?"

"Humph, that was certainly true before, but when I woke up this time, I suddenly realized that controlling a god wasn't that difficult after all. Do you know what this means?"

The corners of his mouth turned upward.

"This is fate—to tell you the truth, whether it's the Millennium Staff or the God Card, their chosen and recognized master is me, and I will use this power to completely destroy this damn world!"

'Om'

'Ka'

Along with the sound of the elevator opening, a strong and cold wind blew thousands of meters above the ground, rolling up Malik's cloak.

Facing the musty smell and looking at his arrogant appearance, You Ming took a step forward.

Then, that momentum was shattered.

"Pfft..."

Looking at Malik's quickly retreating expression, You Ming couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"It's not a good habit to take yourself too seriously, Mr. Malik."

"What did you say?!"

Unable to hide his emotions at all, Malik became furious.

However, he did not notice that the young man who stepped out of the elevator first had restrained his smile.

"Two God Cards..."

Although I had been casually complaining about Malik before, it wouldn't be said that I was looking down on him. It would be better to consider the meaning of the duel itself. It is equivalent to facing two gods directly.

"So, what are you going to do?"

Listening to the pleasant sound beside his ears, You Ming gently closed his eyes.

"Your strength may be needed, Yashiki-do."

"I?"

The girl was stunned, but a smile quickly appeared on her pale face.

"Well, I think the kids... they'd be happy with that, too."

(End of this chapter)