People in Yu-Gi-Oh! The hyper-converged audience is also integrated

Chapter 295 The Authority of Time and Space is One Short
The underground experimental site was cold and damp, filled with the mixed smell of rust and ozone, and an unknown liquid flowed slowly through the pipes.

In the center of the dueling arena, a blinding arc of electricity flashed, followed by a dull thud as the loser fell to the ground and the scraping sound of being dragged, signaling the end of yet another battle.

Outside the arena, a sea of ​​worshippers knelt or prostrated themselves, devout yet fearful, while only two stood alone in this oppressive atmosphere.

One was dressed in an immaculate white witch's robe, and the other was an old man with a cyborg structure, one of the twelve hands of the clock, codenamed Pope.

【The winner is】

【Red Square】

【Duel ends】

The cold, electronic sound echoed as the red team achieved a seven-game winning streak.

"See?" Imi crossed her arms, a faint smile playing on her lips, her voice rising slightly at the end. "I told you my [Starry Sky] deck was strong, didn't I? Seven wins in a row, isn't Your Holiness going to praise me?"

She blinked, a hint of girlish slyness in her eyes.

The Pope's half-face, covered in metal, remained expressionless. His fleshy eyes turned to Immy, and his voice was hoarse and wary: "What do you want, Immy?"

Immy chuckled and spread her hands: "Oh, I've already said it. For the sake of our partners, isn't it normal for partners to help each other?"

The Puppet Master, who moves about as a socialite in the Twelve Hours, has some unclear connections with the other eleven core characters.

The Pope neither confirmed nor denied this, but the doubt in his eyes did not dissipate.

However, he was currently in a real bind. The woman who called herself "Clover," Yu Chengbiner, had almost figured out his lair, which he had been building for many years, and was leading her people to wipe out his outer strongholds.

His ability, 'Incomplete World,' requires the sacrifice of two trusted confidants to activate. Before he can cultivate new trusted confidants, he has few more uses left. He must find a way to deal with this damned Purifier as soon as possible.

Just then, a priest in a scarlet robe rushed over. He first glanced at Immy with reverence, then carefully picked up the projector and bowed to the Pope, saying, "Your Holiness, this is a message from the five-leaf clover and... a video."

"There's no need to present that nonsense." The Pope waved his hand, turning his gaze back to the dueling arena, seemingly unconcerned about the image.

Based on past experience, it's all just nonsense.

The red-robed priest stood frozen in place, fine beads of sweat forming on his forehead. He glanced at Immi, then looked at the Pope, appearing hesitant and caught in a dilemma.

"Speak." The Pope's eyes flickered, and his voice turned somber.

“Your Holiness,” the red-robed priest said in an even lower voice, barely audible, “the person in the image… has a similar aura to you.”

The Pope's eye, which still had flesh and blood, suddenly widened, and the indicator light on half of his mechanical face flashed a few times. He abruptly turned his head and raised his hand to open the audio and projection.

Immy also cast a curious glance at him.

"Hey, can you hear me? This is the King's Purifier, 'Five-Leaf Clover' Bina. I have a small gift to give to your Pope. Send someone who can still breathe to sign for it." Bina's voice, tinged with a hint of mockery and impatience, rang out.

The Pope frowned, skipped the preceding provocations, and clicked on the video.

The projected image is from an overhead view, and the location appears to be a frozen sea. Two figures are running rapidly across the ice, their target being two control consoles that resemble ice pillars in the center.

“It’s him… Li Guanqi?” Immy’s eyes narrowed slightly as she muttered to herself.

Xiaomi members around the world dress differently, have different professions, and their appearances may vary slightly, but their memories are the same.

Among the memories of Xiao Mi, who is in charge of Bian Yuelong, are scenes of Li Guanqi.

"That kid on the red team reacts pretty quickly..."

She had barely finished speaking when the Pope abruptly raised his hand to stop her.

The moment this gesture was made, not only did Immy fall silent, but the two people in the dueling arena below who were about to start their next match also stopped, and the low prayers of the surrounding priests also came to an abrupt halt.

The entire underground experimental site fell into a deathly silence.

The Pope leaned forward slightly, his single eye fixed on Li Guanqi in the projection.

His metal-covered gauntlets tightened unconsciously, making a soft "clicking" sound. A hint of... indescribable excitement, mixed with some deep-seated desire, appeared on his usually calm face.

His breathing became heavy, his chest heaving, as if he had witnessed some incredible miracle, and he was trying his best to suppress the overwhelming joy that was about to burst forth.

It's like someone with a terminal illness, someone who doesn't have long to live, someone who can only believe in God, or someone who is ready to explode with the world.

Suddenly, you are told—you can still be saved, the medicine has been found.

"Hahaha, I found it!"

A surge of ecstasy coursed through his body, and the Pope's breathing became heavy and hot. Saliva spilled uncontrollably from the corners of his mouth, and his sallow face regained its color.

The red-robed priest was right; Li Guanqi and the Pope shared the same aura—an incomplete world.

There are three fragments of the Authority of Time and Space. One is in his possession, and the corresponding card is [Arcane Power 21 - World]. He met another person twenty years ago. Although he doesn't remember what the person looked like, he remembers that the person's card was [Star Guardian Knight Ptolemy].

There has been no clue as to the third fragment of time and space.

Just when he was about to despair, something unexpected happened.

Here it is!

He was all too familiar with the actions of the people in the video; they were reactions unique to entering a specific time and space.

Moreover, the person in the video has stronger spatial and temporal authority than him and the person from twenty years ago; he doesn't need to sacrifice his confidants or release his own life force.

"Where is he? Where is he!" The Pope could not contain his excitement. He pointed at Li Guanqi in the video, his voice hoarse and distorted with excitement. The indicator lights on half of his mechanical mask flashed wildly, as if they were about to explode.

Imi watched the scene with great interest, a smile playing on her lips. She gently brushed a strand of hair from her chest, her gaze shifting between the distraught Pope and the running figure in the projection, a hint of amusement in her eyes.

This boring world has become interesting.

The only thing that could make a 200-year-old pope lose his composure is the authority of God.

The red-robed priest moved a finger, and the projector immediately played the next audio clip, a slightly mocking voice from Yu Chengbinai: "Stop hiding. Want the person? Then come out and get them yourself. I'm waiting for you."

Upon hearing this, the Pope's chest heaved violently, and his rapid breathing was clearly audible.

"Your Holiness..." Upon seeing this, the red-robed priest mustered his courage and whispered with a trembling voice, "The Church... the Church needs to recuperate right now. It is not advisable to... to launch another major attack. This... this is clearly that woman's provocation!"

"I know!" the Pope roared, "I am very calm!"

Those who live to be two or three hundred years old are all cunning old foxes; how could they not know that this is a provocation?
So what if we know? This is a top-notch, overtly calculated strategy.

He was dying, with only a few years left to live. He had been in despair and wanted to use these last few years to urge God to come and save him.

But now things are different; he finally sees a glimmer of hope to survive.

Once he collects all three fragments of time and space, he can obtain the authority over time, allowing him to reverse time and achieve immortality within the cage!
How can you expect him to control this impulse?

No! He can't control himself!
He has to catch the people in the surveillance video!

The Pope abruptly turned his head, his one eye fixed on the blue-clad man in the dueling arena, and hissed, "His Holiness! What are the chances of your 'Starry Sky' deck against 'Clover'?" The man known as His Holiness raised his head upon hearing this. He wore a well-tailored dark blue coat, his face was stern, and his eyes revealed shrewdness and arrogance. He carefully put away the cards in his hand and spoke unhurriedly, "Your Holiness, you have witnessed the strength of the 'Starry Sky' deck firsthand."

"If we can strike first, defeating the five-leaf clover will be a piece of cake."

He paused, then added sharply, "The [Starry Sky] deck needs to recycle monsters from the graveyard. If you go second against [Dark Claw], you will lose too many resources, and your chances of winning will be greatly reduced."

"Attack first..." the Pope repeated the two words in a low voice, a hint of struggle flashing in his eyes.

The Hierophant raised his eyes, looking directly into the Pope's fleshy eye, and said, word by word, "I need Your Majesty's domain card—[Barrier of Light]. With this card's help, I will surely gain the first strike, slay the Five-Leaf Clover, and bring you everything you desire!"

High-spiritual-level cards can have an impact on the present world. For example, [Never Forget the Underworld] can allow people to see their past and present lives, [Hall of Light] can purify ghost cards, and [Barrier of Light] can grant duelists good luck.

To ensure the first move, and even influence the outcome of random decisions such as those made with coins or dice.

Cards of this caliber are incredibly precious; even the Pope himself only has two left, which he cherishes and rarely uses.

The Pope's single eye flickered, and his metal fingers tapped unconsciously on the back of his hand, making a soft "tap, tap, tap" sound that was particularly clear in the deathly silent underground experimental field.

Ultimately, the ultimate desire for control over time and space overwhelmed everything else.

"Fine!" The Pope abruptly stopped banging, his hoarse voice carrying a hint of frantic resolve.

He flicked a card shimmering with a soft, holy aura from the supercomputing ring and hurled it at the Emperor: "Take it! If you lose... you should know the consequences!"

The card traced a graceful arc in the air, and the Hierophant extended his gloved hand to catch it steadily. He could clearly feel the miraculous fortune contained within the card at his fingertips.

He lowered his eyes, concealing the fleeting heat and excitement in them, and bowed slightly again, his voice steady: "I will not fail in my mission."

Having said that, the Emperor said no more, turned around, and strode towards the exit of the experimental field.

At the same time, a large surveillance projector popped up, showing a camera that the Pope had placed in the wedge of the Queen's neck.

Even with his closest confidants, the Pope was extremely cautious.

As Immi watched the Emperor on the monitor, her smile widened: "So you're about to witness the defeat of a Purifier? How wonderful."

On the other side, Binaire sat listlessly on a broken stone pillar, swinging her legs gently. The ruins surrounded her with crumbling walls and dust swirling in the wind. She hummed an off-key tune, toying with a withered blade of grass between her fingers, looking quite relaxed.

Every now and then, when she looked up at the sun, a burning pain would come from her left cheek, which was exposed outside her hood, and a few wisps of very faint white smoke would even rise from it.

"Ugh, it's so hot!" Bina muttered, quickly lowering her head and hiding her entire head in the shadow of the large hood, and the burning sensation slowly subsided.

She is half-vampire, and of the lowest bloodline, for whom direct sunlight is her nemesis.

But it doesn't matter!

Today, Yu Chengbinai is still full of energy!
"Found you!" A cold, deep, arrogant voice pierced through the sandstorm from not far away.

Bina paused in her leg swinging motion, the casual smile on her lips vanished, and she raised an eyebrow slightly, looking in the direction of the sound.

Amidst the swirling sand and dust, a man in a well-tailored dark blue overcoat led more than ten followers dressed in black robes, slowly approaching.

The man in blue had a cold and stern face; he was one of the Pope's confidants, codenamed the French Emperor.

The followers behind him all had solemn expressions, their hands on the weapons at their waists.

“Oh, the Pope.” Binaire jumped down from the stone pillar, dusted off the corner of her clothes, her voice revealing neither joy nor anger. “The Pope actually let you out.”

She had been responsible for following up with the Pope and knew his key figures inside and out. This French Pope was one of the Pope's most trusted and capable henchmen.

It seems that the video Wang Shou gave him really hit the old man's sore spot.

Although she herself couldn't understand it at all.

The Emperor ignored her provocative words, his arrogant eyes coldly fixed on Binel as if looking at an inanimate object: "You blasphemous remnant, your farce ends here."

With a flick of his left hand, an exquisite duel disk instantly unfolded. His slender fingers held a card and swiftly slapped it into the domain card slot of the duel disk.

"In the name of God, I grant you destruction!"

In an instant, a dazzling golden beam of light shot into the sky from beneath the Emperor's feet. Immediately afterward, a distant and solemn bell rang out from beyond the heavens, echoing above the ruins. The air twisted and swayed violently, and the entire space was enveloped by an invisible golden barrier.

Domain Card – [Barrier of Light], activate!

"A barrier of light?!" The ease on Binel's face vanished completely, and her pupils contracted slightly.

This is one of the Pope's most prized possessions, capable of significantly improving a duelist's luck and even guaranteeing the first strike. That old man actually gave such a strategic card to the Pope? It seems the things in the video were far more tempting to the Pope than she anticipated.

She took a deep breath, no longer hesitated, and flicked her right hand, unfolding a duel disk. She quickly pulled out a card from the supercomputing ring and slammed it into her domain card slot without showing any weakness.

"Heroes have their own stage to fight on!"

"If it's war, then let's fight!"

As she finished speaking, the ground began to tremble slightly, and the surrounding ruins rippled outwards. Then, one after another, virtual skyscrapers, flashing neon lights and twinkling with the lights of countless homes, rose up, completely enveloping the area where the two were.

Domain Card – [Skyscraper], activated!

"Duel!" (X2)

【Attack first】

【Red Square】

【The duel begins】

Upon hearing this announcement, the Pope grinned widely, his eyes gleaming with ecstasy: "Hahaha, divine favor!"

"I get to go first!" he shouted menacingly, pulling out five cards.

Bina then pulled out five cards, glanced at them, and frowned slightly.

There is no hand pit.

Actually, her deck didn't have any hand traps to begin with.

The principle of a hero is to let the opponent have their fill.

Even though this principle would put you at a disadvantage against the Pope, the Pope's [Secret Power] can reliably summon [World Lock], making it a guaranteed kill if you attack first.

To be precise, if you don't draw a bad hand in your opening hand, you're guaranteed to lose against the Pope.

Fortunately, the Pope himself was unsure of her build and dared not engage in lane. As for the Archmage, he would find it difficult to control the power of the Ritual and could not reliably produce the World Lock.

There is still hope.

(End of this chapter)