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

Chapter 351 Container? Chess Piece?
Darkness surrounded them, but the only campfire still burned quietly.

The flames reflected the black magician's reminiscing expression:
"Admittedly, my senior sister is very talented. She is happy to accept a child like me who has no talent. Compared with our irritable master, she has always had endless patience. At the same time, she respects her teachers. Even though she has long surpassed various demon predecessors, including our master, in various achievements, she still respects the elders in the village."

"Isn't this...good?"

"Yes, very good, but precisely because of this, it was only much later, from the moment she made her grave mistake, that people truly realized the pride in her bones—an almost obsessive confidence in her own abilities."

The black magician girl fell silent in response.

She instinctively wanted to ask a question, but upon reflection, the answer had already been there from the beginning:
"So, that's why she left without saying a word?"

Looking back now, there's one thing among all the things my master recounted that just gets stranger the more I think about it:

"She didn't do anything wrong; in fact, she was a great hero who saved the world. If she proposed a plan to save the world, surely someone would help her, but..."

"But my senior sister didn't do that."

Seeing his disciple's hesitant and bewildered expression, the black magician calmly spoke:
"In her view, neither I, nor my master... nor even the entire 'Village of Magic' could offer any substantial help."

"What an outrageous idea..."

"But that is indeed the case."

Meeting his apprentice's incredulous gaze, the black magician could only sigh:
"Even now, no magician or demon in the village can rival her magical talent. Her ability to reproduce magic with just a glance at a book and to use other people's cards without any hesitation can only be described as terrifying."

"...Junior brother is also very talented, he is like that too."

Listening to the dark magician girl's seemingly defiant mutterings, the dark magician's lips curled into a smirk:
"So you think that man you call 'Junior Brother' is someone to my Senior Sister?"

"disciple?"

"...Yes, he is a disciple, but at the same time, she has entrusted everything to him—I sensed it during our sparring match. Although he himself was completely unaware of it, he possessed her vast magical knowledge, her magical talent and abilities. He can be said to be my senior sister's most outstanding disciple..."

Even the black magician himself paused for a moment at this point.

At such a moment, perhaps even he himself didn't know how to describe it, but after a moment's thought, a word finally escaped the black magician's lips:

"Creation".

He ultimately decided to use this word:

"That's precisely why we can't let them meet."

"why?"

"Because he is the vessel that my senior sister carefully crafted."

"Varied?!"

In an instant, Dark Magician Girl lost her voice.

The shock lingered in her mind, severely damaging her already simple speech function.

From within the flickering flames, it seemed a long while before that astonished voice rang out:

"What is a... container?"

Of course, Dark Magician Girl isn't questioning the term itself, it's just...

"I don't understand."

This is easy to understand.

"Do you remember what you went out to do before?"

"To break the seal on the legendary dragon?"

"That's right, but the seal of the legendary dragon is also the seal of the evil god Orichalcos. Every time a seal is broken, the power of the evil god will be revived, and darkness will engulf the world."

"But nothing happened when my junior brother broke the first seal..."

“Yes, actually Orichalcos only woke up after Herm was broken. You should understand why.”

If the sealed dark power belonging to the evil god did not return to the evil god himself, where would it be?

"Absorbed by...Junior Brother?"

"Yes, so regardless of whether he himself has such a wish, in Senior Sister's eyes he is now a vessel containing pure darkness, so under no circumstances can they be allowed to meet, otherwise..."

'Click'

Suddenly, the black magician seemed to realize something. His eyes widened, and he couldn't help but look directly above the vortex.

The seal formed by his soul, which should have been intact, began to loosen violently.

Or……

"Restable?"

Startled, he looked at his apprentice, whose eyes were darting away. A moment later…

"sorry."

He heard this sentence:

“My junior brother came with me, so… he’s outside.”

…………

'boom'

With a deafening roar, when the witch from ten thousand years ago was finally sealed away completely by the "Great Sage in Black" using her soul as a barrier, that tragic story seemed to have come to an end.

But for the duelist living ten thousand years in the future, now is precisely the time to be on high alert.

Because the real battlefield has arrived.

"Boom"

As memories crumbled, the cave, which served as a magical battlefield, underwent a rapid transformation. When it finally returned to its form ten thousand years later, the figure appeared before the duelist.

"The Heavenly Demoness..."

You Ming called out in a low voice.

Directly in front of them, the witch, who looked exactly the same as she had ten thousand years ago and seemed unchanged, raised her head.

Then, a crimson glow appeared in those eye sockets that seemed filled with blood:

"boom"

The chaotic power of black and white vibrated, and the sweeping gale tore the tattered cloak apart.

At this moment, the witch no longer displayed golden hair as bright as the sun; instead, it was dull, dry, and pale as if she had reached the end of her rope.

Neither an angel nor a demon, but merely a witch who wields the power of chaos.

"Finally... we found it."

She opened her mouth slowly, a low growl like that of a ferocious beast emanating from her throat.

"The other half".

Amidst his hoarse voice, You Ming merely turned his gaze to the witch beside him.

"So, what do you think?"

She didn't respond, but she didn't look away either, simply gazing at him quietly.

In the connection between hearts, Youming sensed a sigh of sorrow.

Am I a pawn you use to save your own world?

Then, a resolute feeling welled up within her, and the Heavenly Demoness shook her head.

The beautiful figure gradually faded away, turning into an illusion.

“Do what you want to do.”

The voice echoed, conveying thoughts that belonged only to the witch:

"Do what you love."

"...What do you mean, what if I wanted to destroy the world?"

There was no response; the witch remained silent, and no one else commented, as if it were a kind of unlimited tolerance and silent indulgence.

"Really, it's a good thing I'm not a bad person."

Youming raised his hand and unfolded the duel disk made of bones:

"So now it's time to play cards?"

He raised his hand, and the skull that served as the slot seemed to tremble.

【You have a new challenger! 】

But before that now insignificant voice could completely fade away, a certain tremor suddenly emerged from the dark vortex:

"Junior brother! Junior brother!"

"what?"

(End of this chapter)