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

Chapter 342 We still have to play cards.

"will not."

A hoarse yet clear voice echoed in the hall, distant and profound.

The former king of Atlantis, an old man named Iinhart, drew the following conclusion:
“Darz will not be destroyed.”

"So that means that guy might still be hiding somewhere?"

"But we witnessed Dalzi's defeat and death in the duel."

Before any more outrageous conclusions could emerge, Tianma Yexing couldn't help but speak up.

Weren't we all there that day?

"But in reality, aside from that green hurricane, none of us witnessed the consequences of that duel..."

"So you mean that person will lose to Dartz?"

Before he could finish speaking, Pegasus Night Walk's suddenly raised tone left Ameruda stunned on the spot.

"No matter what, Dartz represents the darkness of the world... no, it should be said that it is the darkness of all mankind. It is normal to lose to him."

"That's not true. That lord... Lord Yu Ming would never lose!"

So who is this person?
Looking at the boy's twisted and ferocious expression, Ameruda was completely baffled.

It's really hard to imagine that after Pegasus disappeared, the International Illusion Society fell into the hands of a guy whose fanaticism even reminded him of the fanatics in the organization.

“The white-haired child was right. Dartz did lose back then, and the power of Orichalcos was indeed shattered at one point.”

"So, Lord Yumei still won that duel..."

"However, the child named 'Youming' is now facing a real test."

"Wait, do you know where he is?"

"Of course, I know."

Meeting that anxious gaze, Aienhate nodded.

"Now, the duelist you are looking for, the king who has risen from the dead, is facing what may be the greatest problem in history."

…………

"Wow, Dartz actually grew out of the tongue, that's so exciting."

As the long serpent coiled in the sky, You Ming's eyes were fixed on the human head that the giant serpent spat out of its mouth.

Then, he expressed his heartfelt feelings:

"It's disgusting."

But unexpectedly, it was precisely this heartfelt complaint that elicited a response from the man:

"Feeling disgusted, that's normal."

The jet-black liquid, like saliva, that clung the hair together overflowed from the face, eventually falling into the valley and forming a black spring that eroded life.

"This is the darkness in the human heart, the retribution that humanity has always ignored. Even though Atlantis was destroyed and humanity started from scratch, the baseness and selfishness in our bones have never changed."

There seemed to be a hint of mockery in Darz's voice.

And resentment!
"Did you know that the organization Doma was originally established to guide humanity again?"

"what?"

"Ten thousand years ago, after my power was sealed by the legendary dragon, I reflected on my actions and tried to believe in the good things my father said. But today, ten thousand years later, all I have gained is disappointment."

"No, I didn't know there was such a setting."

Looking at Darz's snake-like posture, Youming just scratched the back of his head. Although the prototype of the Doma organization was a collection of conspiracy theories about manipulating history by hiding in society, the sudden appearance of such a statement still made him feel a little... uneasy.

"You make it sound like Dorma is some kind of virtuous organization, but our lousy Dorma organization has done its fair share of despicable things."

Recalling the scattered details and specific settings that appeared in the animation, he started counting on his fingers:
"You have been involved in all sorts of historical events, from wars and massacres to invasions. You have made contracts with kings or talented artists, and then taken their souls after their deaths..."

Then, he looked at Dartz:

"Not even mentioning Dorma, just look at yourself—to gather this so-called Three Musketeers, you caused a shipwreck, killing a whole ship of people, propelled the Seahorse Group's arms business to start a war in Europe, and then secretly bribed thugs to set fire to a church..."

Of course, the anime doesn't focus on Baron's past like it does on other characters; instead, it focuses on the 'exhilarating combat' aspect. But here, Yumei unexpectedly learns about what will happen next.

At least in this world...

"All the children living in the church orphanage are dead, and even so you are not willing to let them go. You even use them as pawns to send to the underworld, trying to plot and seize the dark power of the underworld abyss."

Of course, he was all too familiar with this kind of thing; the reason he found himself in the underworld the moment he opened his eyes was because of this damned affair.

"Now that I think about it, you probably wanted to obtain enough energy to revive your so-called god, but unfortunately, the person you chose and deceived, named 'Haimania,' is dead. Your wish has probably been in vain, hasn't it?"

“No…I won’t!”

Dartz said sternly.

"The world will eventually perish—no!"

Suddenly, a kind of pain surfaced on that serpentine face, and Darz's expression involuntarily turned ferocious:

"It is a cleansing... Yes, the world will inevitably be cleansed, and then, the weary world will fall asleep, and millions of years later, it will give birth to pure life truly suited to this world!"

In that radical declaration, dark energy surged and boiled in the air, like the roar of thousands of ferocious beasts.

then……

"In order for this world to welcome its true master—die!"

'boom'

Having received the command, the giant serpent spewed out jet-black energy.

In that pitch blackness, Youming even felt that he could see all sorts of scenery—wars fought for selfish reasons, the cries and shouts of civilians, as if all negative emotions were contained within it, and he would be overwhelmed by them if he was not careful.

but……

"What a pity, but this is a world of card games."

'boom'

An even more ferocious burst of black light erupted, annihilating the clouds and mist.

"impossible……"

To Dartz's astonishment, the duelist simply raised the duel disk in his hand slowly.

"Let's not try to avoid the underlying logic here... oh wait, no."

Glancing at the still-present Orichalcos six-pointed star in the sky, Youming glanced at the gun duel disk that seemed to have dimmed.

Then, he removed it, revealing the skull bracelet underneath, which seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

Azure flames erupted, and the crimson-eyed, immortal black dragon let out a mournful roar:
"I don't care what you've been through, nor do I care about your so-called ideals and wishes. I'm even too lazy to criticize your double standards."

The arm guard unfolded, revealing the duel disk that symbolized the dead:

"Let's...duel."

(End of this chapter)