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

Chapter 348 The Story of the Fallen Demon

In the end, in a shattered world where slaughter and strife never ceased, the witch finally awakened the ancient guardians of the world through ancient texts and magic that should have been lost:
Timaeus

Hermo.

Crimea.

The legendary three knights, with their valiant and powerful figures, finally appeared before the witch.

She longs for answers from the three pillars and guardians of the world, hoping to fulfill her companions' last wishes and restore this world on the verge of collapse to its original state.

Of course, she did just that; the legendary Three Knights not only appeared, but also brought a response.

However, that might not be acceptable to everyone:

"Our world is inextricably linked to another world, and everything in it originates from the thoughts of beings in that other world."

"When that world is peaceful, our world will prosper, but when their hearts are filled with evil, our world will also be shrouded in darkness."

"Therefore, we must save that world."

Through the words of the three knights, the witch also saw another land.

That place was completely different from his hometown and the world he lived in. The energy there was incredibly chaotic, making it difficult to summon the power of the elements. The physical body was both the foundation of survival and a constraint.

However, due to the existence of a certain item, that world once achieved an enviable level of prosperity:

"Olihagang..."

Staring at the rushing green light, the witch felt only bewilderment.

"What the hell is this?"

The deep-seated anguish she felt led her to turn her pleading gaze to the knights, hoping for further answers.

However, those who know the true nature of Orichalcos understand that the answer does not bring hope.

"If it really doesn't work, then don't ask anymore. Your task is complete."

You Ming spoke subconsciously.

But the moment the words left his mouth, he suddenly realized that he was not a participant in the experience.

He appeared to be standing on the same land as the witch, but it was merely playing a film called 'The Past,' an invisible and intangible screen that directly separated them into two completely different worlds.

"Take a good rest..."

He wanted to say that, but all he could do was continue watching, witnessing the final straw that would break the camel's back.
“Orichalcos is a substance with immense energy, but it also amplifies desires and leads to the darkness within beings. The world there prospered by using it, but ultimately suffered the consequences.”

"So, it's the source of everything?"

"That's right, so as long as we find a way to seal it, the crisis will be easily resolved."

"It just so happens that the king there also asked us for help before. With their help, we can directly open the door to that world."

In just a few words, the legendary knights seemed to have come up with a solution.

Leading the way, the gentle Timaeus placed his hand on the witch's shoulder:
"Thank you for your hard work. Leave the rest to us."

"Yes, yes, go back and get some sleep now, and everything will be over when you wake up."

The mission is over.

The moment the legendary Three Knights appeared, the witch and her companions' mission seemed to have come to an end.

That's how it should have been, but those words failed to achieve their intended purpose.

A chill spread deep within, like a giant hand from hell tearing at the already crumbling spirit and will.

Finally, after the three knights left, the light in the witch's eyes also disappeared:

"Why..."

Her voice trembled, hoarse like that of a wounded young animal.

"Why should our world depend on them? Why should they be allowed to prosper using such things? Why should we bear the consequences?"

At that moment, time seemed to stand still.

Heaven and earth wept, memories trembled, standing firm amidst that fury that seemed to linger even ten thousand years later. Thus, the hope that embodied so many wills and last wishes was transformed into utter despair.

As for what will happen next, it seems to be foreseeable:

"And then, is it a boss who has completely turned evil and wants to use the power of Orichalcos to destroy the world?"

"So, in your eyes, that's who I am?"

"of course not."

Meeting the seemingly teasing expression of the Heavenly Demoness, You Ming wanted to make a joke, but her gentle smile only made him feel heavy-hearted.

"You are very gentle,"

He still remembers that incident—his own body, his own life, and even his soul. No matter who he is, he is able to stand here because she and they were willing to give him a second chance.

"So you will never destroy this world; on the contrary, you will try to save it."

"But where did we meet?"

That place—the abyss of the underworld, the world of the immortals.

Realizing this, You Ming's breath caught in his throat.

He wanted to say something more, but the Heavenly Demoness gave no further verbal response.

When he came to his senses, a certain fragrance had already spread. As You Ming looked around, the world in his memory seemed to have returned to its original state.

The shattered structure was repaired, and the elven realm, which was almost swallowed by darkness, was finally restored to its original state.

But amidst the vibrant life, what catches the eye is that lonely figure.

"The witch has left."

Even though the elven realm returned to peace as the legendary knights had promised, she never returned to the village where she grew up.

The unknown witch simply wanders outside, studying the world and researching knowledge that may be considered taboo.

What she's about to do is probably more outrageous than anyone can imagine:

"I want to make the Elf Realm an independent and complete world, and for that I need more energy and more knowledge."

Demons, magic.

Heaven and the netherworld.

Various studies are listed in a chaotic yet clear manner, and the results were revealed long ago.

A twisted creation that combines light and darkness, and blends angels and demons.

"The Heavenly Demon God..."

His black and white physique easily evokes the image of a legendary force that creates and opens up new possibilities.

"chaos……"

An irrepressible joy emanated from the depths of the cave; the witch's research had yielded its final conclusion:

"I need the power of chaos."

But how easy is it to have the power to reshape the world?

She needs power, she needs light, she needs darkness; the former is still unknown, but the answer to the latter is already clear:

"I need the power of Orichalcos and the legendary dragon."

In the midst of her amplified desires, the witch gradually touched upon taboos she should not have violated.

She reached out to the very thing she should have loathed most, and at that moment, the world, which should have been peaceful, seemed to be thrown into turmoil once again.

But just like her initial willingness to stand up, whenever the world faces danger, another group of warriors emerges:

"That's enough, Senior Sister."

In a daze, You Ming saw that figure:
"The Black Magician."

(End of this chapter)