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

Chapter 387 The Depths of the World

The Sacred Land of Dragons.

Although theoretically it seems like not much time has passed, You Ming felt that this word hadn't appeared in his mind for a long time.

After searching through the stored files called memories for a long time, I finally found the image of the 'ruins' I first saw.

Desolate, lifeless, with piles of ruins, although the outlines of the mountains seemed to match to some extent, and also...

'Boom'

Amidst the swaying radiance, he vaguely saw a shimmering phantom of a giant dragon, beneath which stood a paladin before the temple.

"The Paladin of the Dragon."

At that moment, the blond knight seemed to realize something.

Her jewel-like, magnificent red eyes turned upwards, only to see a dark shadow, like a burning flame, land at the very top of the mountain.

In this world where dragons are still regarded as the guardians of the world, the one standing at the highest point is that powerful blank card—"Blue-Eyes White Dragon".

At the same time, the temple that enshrines that radiant power naturally also has its own name:
"The Shrine of Light."

Just as You Ming took a step forward, he heard the soldier's stern voice.

Perhaps still recovering from the clash at their fingertips, Qingyan's voice was still somewhat hoarse.

but……

"Please at least maintain basic respect here, otherwise..."

"Otherwise, what?"

The voice was calm, but the almost overflowing, utterly unceremonious attitude left the caregiver speechless.

Before he even had a chance to refute, he saw a figure that seemed to appear beside him, a figure that almost made his heart pound.

It was a pure white far more powerful than his soul, and more than any so-called purity, both his bulging muscles and the scars covering his silver armor told the story of battle after battle.

Upon seeing the battle-hardened white dragon, the protector finally lowered his head.

However, perhaps because of this, he didn't seem to notice the upturned corners of the person's mouth.

Of course, this is not some kind of praise or encouragement.

At this moment, You Ming's face was filled with utter mockery:

"A mediocre person who doesn't recognize their own situation."

To be honest, he didn't think of himself as some kind of ultimate villain, so he wouldn't go out of his way to trample others underfoot.

Not to mention, the other party's original intention was actually to protect their own world.

However, he also didn't think he had a particularly good temper, not to mention that he felt his aversion to stupidity had worsened to an incurable degree at some point.

"I can only say that I hope the unfolding events won't disappoint me."

"But what you're saying sounds like something a villain in a video game would say."

"But there's nothing I can do about it, isn't there? All I want right now is to 'get some rest,' but they just won't grant me that request."

Speaking of this, You Ming couldn't help but curl his lips.

Turning our gaze to the depths of the Hall of Light, the floating light seemed to guide us, constructing a kind of passage.

With each step taken, the radiance receded slightly, and as Youming fully entered, he saw more and more people.

"priest"

"Shrine maiden"

"wise men"

Then, the "Guardians" rejoined their ranks.

Accompanied by Youming's incomprehensible prayers, the light finally condensed completely on the altar in the very center.

Beneath the two sculptures of "Blue-Eyes White Dragons," the enormous dragon head in the center, which had been dormant for a long time, finally opened its eyes.

However, a subtle problem has inevitably arisen now.

"The young ruler..."

"Why are you black?"

As the sounds inexplicably overlapped, the dragon's head, which looked somewhat ferocious and aged, suddenly stopped. It seemed to want to say something, but You Ming merely smiled slightly:
"I was just joking, Your Majesty the Dragon King."

Its ferocious horns and body that almost blends into the mountains alone are enough to reveal its identity—"The Primordial Dragon King".

However, back when it was in the Forgotten Graveyard, it was merely a 'Dragon's Tomb,' a final resting place that dragons dreamed of.

And now...

"Actually, this is not the first time we have met."

Just as You Ming was pondering how to start a conversation, the voice he heard made him pause for a moment.

But when he came to his senses, he couldn't help but laugh:
"You remember... no, I should ask, do you know?"

“I know—even now, I am still in contact with this beautiful world, and I know about things that did not happen in this world but were ‘recorded’.”

"That makes things easier for us."

Meeting the dragon's calm gaze, You Ming couldn't help but clap his hands:
"Since you know so much, you should know that I'm just 'lost'. Can you find a way to get me back?"

"No."

How come you're so bad at this?!

Of course, he couldn't say these words out loud. Even though You Ming really wanted to vent his frustrations, he still had to consider his reputation.

Considering the other party's relatively friendly attitude compared to that of a certain protector, he felt he should rephrase his statement:

"I'll eventually have to go back to my old world, won't I?"

"If you're referring to your final destination, then you can go back anytime, can't you?"

Upon hearing this, You Ming couldn't help but frown.

The Dragon King's words did indeed cause him to hesitate for a moment, but...

"These word games mean nothing to me. You should know that the world is not like this in the first place."

"Indeed, but if you want to restore the world to how you remember it, then you shouldn't waste your time on the appearances you see."

Upon hearing this, You Ming instinctively crossed his arms over his chest.

At this moment, he actually thought of some things that might not be related to the DM worldview, but were indeed linked to the overall worldview:
"In terms you can understand, the world is a vast network, extending from a core into countless..."

"Stop, stop, stop. There's no need to explain this to me so clearly."

Seeing that the Primordial Dragon King seemed about to recount some complicated yet familiar settings, You Ming stopped him in advance.

After gently rubbing his temples, he simply took a deep breath:

"In short, I'll ask the questions, and you'll answer them."

"it is good."

"Is someone trying to rewrite the world?"

"Yes."

"And he's already there, isn't he?"

"Yes."

Meeting the dragon's calm gaze, You Ming shrugged:

"That's all. Now just tell me one thing—how do you stop that guy?"

'Rumble'