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

Chapter 307 Chain Stores and Chain Stores

The activated magic circle shot out a beam of light that shattered space, and the chaotic cracks emitted a powerful attraction, completely engulfing the only monster on the Netherworld Field with unstoppable force.

Banished to another dimension—that's what the dark magician says, but in terms more familiar to card players:
"Then, the 'Crimson Mage' will be excluded due to the effect of the 'Black Magic Circle'."

After removing the card that seemed to have been merely a formality, Yumei couldn't help but look at the five cards in his hand.

"But if we disregard the 'Dark Magician' card we just retrieved, there are only four cards we can plan."

As Yu Ming gently stroked the cards, he narrowed his eyes.

"Then, I'll just face down all four cards in the back row and end this turn."

As the rounds progressed, the initiative, along with the passage of time in a rule-based sense, was once again handed over to the Black Magician.

"My turn, draw a card."

But his serious face showed no sign of relief; instead, his brows furrowed.

"Is that so? You're forcing me to use the power of the 'Dark Magic Circle' just to protect the spells you set up in the back."

“That’s right. Anyway, you only have one card in your hand besides ‘Dimensional Magic,’ and ‘Fragrance of Seal’ works on you too, so all you can use are the cards on the field and…”

You Ming paused for a moment, then broke into a bright smile:
"cemetery."

Seeing the black magician's seemingly shocked expression, You Ming waved his hand:
"At the very moment you draw your card, I will reveal the face-down card in the back row."

In an instant, the magical duel arena was covered by golden lightning.

"This magic is..."

"Trap Card 'Lightning Strike': I use my only card in my hand—'Dark Magician'—as cost to activate this card and destroy your 'Dark Magician Circle' on the field."

Similarly, because of the existence of "Fragrance of the Sealed Demon", the magic cards of this dark demon great wizard are also restricted, so he will never allow the "magic circle" that has already been activated to be destroyed!

'Zizzi'

Just as the devastating lightning swept away, the "dark magician" on the field raised his wand.

The moment the magical radiance appeared, a barrier enveloped the lightning, completely absorbing the destructive power...

"Ineffective?"

"While I control 'Dark Magician', I banish 'Guide to the Graveyard' from my field, and your 'Lightning Bolt' will be negated until the end of your turn."

That being said, Thunderstrike is just a regular trap, and after its effect is activated, it will inevitably be sent to the graveyard.

But it doesn't matter!

"That completes the task."

Seeing the black magician's increasingly solemn expression, You Ming's lips curled up.

Amidst the clashing sounds of black magic and lightning, a tombstone slowly rises:
"Chain Summon - Cry of the Living Dead, Special Summoning 'Dark Magician,' which was just sent to the Graveyard as cost."

Then, everything settled down.

When the thunder collapsed and the barriers and fissures of the dark magic vanished, all that remained on the field was that crimson figure:

Dark Magician (lv7)

"atk/2500"

However, unlike the Black Demon Clan, who had a history spanning ten thousand years and thus stood proudly, the red-robed, white-haired wizard looked troubled.

The dark gray soil from the grave was clearly visible on his red robes. At the same time, the ghostly hand that bound his stiff body forced him into a fighting stance to face his 'colleagues'.

"Humph……"

When the black demon sneered, the red magician broke out in a cold sweat.

In contrast, his current controller—the black-clad duelist—simply smiled:
"So, are you going to enter the battle phase now?"

Amidst the swirling incense of the demon-sealing spell, the dark magician gazed upon the battlefield:

The formation of the four monsters—"Dark Magician," "Trickster," "Dimensional Spellcaster," and "Magician's Staff"—does indeed have a very high margin for error.

And then consider the card he drew...

"I switch 'Dimensional Spellcaster' to attack position, then battle begins—my clone will attack your 'Dark Magician' on the field."

Twirling his wand, the black-clad magician leaped high into the air, effortlessly unleashing destructive spells:
"Black magic!"

A fierce thunderbolt swept over them, and the red-clad magician, being one of their kind, couldn't help but wear a bitter expression.

Just before he was about to respond with an attack of equal strength according to the rules... "It's alright, you're not alone against that mage."

"Owner……"

In fact, this was the first time he had a direct interaction with the king who had so many servants since he left his former master, Pandora.

When he looked back, he saw a gentle smile that put his mind at ease.

Ultimately, what am I afraid of?

Even though he was just a fledgling 'magician', his current master possessed the power to break even the boundary between life and death.

In that case, even a magical foundation built up over ten thousand years could be defeated!

So, what kind of power will his master unleash?

'patta'

'dang bang'

Just as the dark magician instinctively reached for his wand, the sound of something heavy falling caught his attention.

When he came to his senses, he realized that his arm had fallen to the ground without him noticing.

"Eh?!"

The emerald green wand, a symbol of magical arts, lay fallen to the ground.

His hand was broken, but he felt no pain. As for why, the magician understood when he saw the arm wrapped with the magic wand turn into black liquid.

"At this moment, I release 'Dark Magician' with 2100 DEF on the field and activate the trap 'Shadow Deck Destruction Virus,' destroying all monsters on the field, in your hand, and those you draw within the next three turns with 1500 or less DEF."

Under the magician's hesitant gaze, his body completely dissolved.

Like the cunning laughter of a bat demon, a dark wave formed and swept directly towards the attacking magician.

The powerful Dark Demon managed to escape by opening the barrier in time, but his 'comrades' were clearly not so lucky.

'Boom'

In the blink of an eye, whether it was the sorcerer or the magic wand driven by magic, those monsters with obvious weaknesses in defense were gradually swallowed up by the tide.

But soon, a chain descended from the sky, freezing the scene completely:
"Then, I activate the Trap Card 'Sixth Sense,' declaring two numbers. If the numbers rolled match my declared numbers, I draw the corresponding number of cards; otherwise, I send the cards with that number to the Graveyard."

Above the pitch-black river, the dice spun silently as if they had landed on a flat surface.

immediately……

"I declared the numbers 3 and 5, and the result was..."

Gradually, the dice disappeared into the virus, leaving only six dots floating above:

"Then, I will send six cards to the grave."

"He remained unfazed even after sending the card to the grave... No, that's not right!"

Gazing at You Ming's upturned lips, the black magician realized that his thoughts had gone astray.

"Is sending the card to the grave your real purpose?"

"Yes and no. To be precise, it doesn't matter if you draw the card into your hand, it's just more advantageous to send it to the graveyard."

As for how it would be advantageous, he has already seen it!
When those cards and his monsters were swept into the dark wave, and when the symbol of gospel and greed in his hand was exposed to the virus, bursts of golden light emerged from his opponent's graveyard, clearly indicating that something had been triggered.

"However, when a monster is destroyed, I also have an effect to activate—when 'Dimensional Spellcaster' is sent from the field to the Graveyard, I can draw cards from my Deck equal to the number of Spellcasters still on the field."

Of course, he only has one monster on the field right now—the Dark Magician!
"I draw a card from my deck, and then return a card from my hand to the top of the deck."

Despite this announcement, the chains of fate were already silently closing in.

As if a time-stopping magic spread, the graveyard began to shimmer with golden light:

"Well then, it's my turn."

In the dim light, You Ming waved his hand.

Within the dark vortex, the phantom of a demon slowly emerged, but it did not have a human form; instead, it resembled some kind of object.

"Scissors?"

"The first card I sent to the graveyard using my 'Sixth Sense' was the monster card 'Soul Scissors.'"

(End of this chapter)