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

Chapter 350 Obsession and Arrogance

"Everything in the elven realm is made of magic, so it is easy to mobilize various powers. But because of this, our world cannot be considered a complete world. It has no creativity. Everything originates from the fantasies and longings of people in another world. And whenever we travel to other worlds, it is also difficult for us to show our physical form."

In the dark world where no light could be seen, only a campfire crackled and popped.

"Senior Sister is a highly talented witch who, at a young age, surpassed our master in the mastery of dark magic. When our master gradually became powerless, he entrusted her with the responsibility of protecting the village. She not only learned all the magic, but also used the fragments left in the ancient books to awaken the legendary dragon."

Beside that sole source of light, the dark magician quietly recounted the story of another person, the obsession of a witch from ten thousand years ago:
This time was no different—she combined her magical knowledge with the power of light and darkness, finally creating the 'chaos' power that shaped the world.

"That should be a good thing, right?"

Meeting her master's gaze, which seemed to be filled with reminiscence, the Dark Magician Girl spoke softly.

"In that case, our world won't be affected by another world, right?"

"However, things are not that simple. First, you need to understand that while magic is very convenient for us magicians, it is also a kind of poison that affects even the mind and soul."

"Highly poisonous?"

"You should have noticed it before, right? After becoming a Dark Demon, there's always a strong destructive urge deep inside you."

"No."

"..."

The black magician stared intently at his apprentice's face. After confirming that there was no intention to lie on that bewildered yet handsome face, the black magician sighed resignedly:

"In short, magic and spells will affect the body, and when conflicting and diametrically opposed magic converges in the body, it will not only cause discomfort, but also mental instability. For example, as a dark mage, one will try to avoid contact with white magic as much as possible."

“But Master, you clearly said that Miss ‘Heavenly Demoness’ has learned all the magic.”

"That's because she's not a demon in the true sense."

At this point, the black magician couldn't help but sigh:
"My senior sister loves magic, but she's a born 'angel.' If she hadn't resolutely come to the 'Village of Magic' to study when she was young, the 'Sky Sanctuary' would have been her destiny."

"Angel..."

The Dark Magician Girl's mind wandered as she recalled those beautiful white wings.

In her simple mind, she couldn't help but think of those beautiful and proud winged people flying in the sky.

As for her teacher—the black magician—his thoughts were even more straightforward:
"The identity of an angel should have been a gift to my senior sister. With the protection of pure light power, she could ensure that she was not affected by any magic interference and could use all magic smoothly... but this talent ultimately became her death warrant."

"why?"

The Dark Magician Girl spoke without hesitation.

But the moment the words left her mouth, even she realized it:

"Could it be chaos?"

"Light and darkness don't combine so easily, and my senior sister's first test subject... was herself, and because of that, she went mad."

"crazy?"

"She wants to return our world to chaos, destroy everything, and then... be reborn."

"So, Master, you can only defeat her?"

"...No, actually, even back then, I couldn't beat my senior sister."

…………

'boom'

Before Youming, that sorrowful wish finally came to an end.

The intense magical shockwaves, seemingly about to destroy everything, were ultimately completely enveloped by the barrier that had been erected.

The aura and fluctuations of magic were completely blocked. When the smoke cleared, the seemingly thin and fragile witch still stood, but the young black demon had already fallen to the ground.

"It's over, junior brother."

The calm declaration was like a whisper from hell. The black magician couldn't help but look up and see the witch's upturned lips.

She was still smiling, but that smile was far removed from the gentleness of the memory.

Bizarre, morbid:
"The power of the Dark Demon Clan is indeed very suitable as material... no, wait."

However, a sense of bewilderment and helplessness welled up within me. "I shouldn't have done that, it's wrong..."

The witch frowned, as if she were pondering or reminiscing.

"We have enough materials, and the results are in—yes, that's right, we've already achieved results."

She turned around and looked at the serpentine stone slab.

"Soon, we'll be back in chaos, reborn in a new world, we'll be able to..."

"Pfft"

Without any warning, a dagger suddenly appeared on her chest.

"This is……"

"The dark magic 'Thousand Knives'."

Using the emerald wand as a walking stick, the young dark demon struggled to his feet.

"However, these physical injuries do not affect me."

"Therefore, we must also add this old man."

The aged voice echoed, and a phantom slowly emerged from the weakened Black Demon.

"The Great Sage in Black" - a form honed by the black magician over the years, first appearing when Pharaoh used it to deceive the time magician.

Of course, he also has his own identity in the elven world:
"Master..."

The Heavenly Demoness's expression finally seemed to change.

After a pause, her lips trembled:

"Even you want to stop me?"

The old man slowly shook his head:
"I simply do not wish to see my disciple fall into a state of irreversible depravity before my time comes."

"...So, you also think I'm wrong?"

"No, you are right."

The sage spoke, but before the witch could respond, the old man shook his head again:

"But you did make a mistake."

"But if we succeed, our world will be able to..."

"But what about those who died because of you?"

A trace of sorrow appeared in his cloudy eyes:

"They barely survived this disaster, but they never imagined they would die at your hands."

The Heavenly Demoness's expression twisted instantly; she seemed to want to respond, but a look of pain appeared on her face.
“I’m sorry to them… No, these were necessary sacrifices.”

'Zizzi'

The wings, now just skeletons, seemed to tremble, and cracks appeared in the bones, a fissure that appeared directly on the witch's body.

However, what oozes beneath that skin is not blood, but a complex array of magical power.

The clash between black and white seemed poised to detonate her body at any moment.

"I really have no more experimental materials..."

"Then why don't you go back to the village?"

"..."

"Why don't you consult with us when you think you're saving our world?"

…………

"Because, my senior sister is an arrogant person."

(End of this chapter)