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

Chapter 448 You used it?
A dozen minutes ago, the Unbounded Domain - Serpent's Life Bell.

On the dark, deep waters, under the moonlight, a purple ouroboros forms a giant clock, with a seat at each hour.

The audience member, Bai Zhi, was the only one with a 'flesh and blood' present. She sat quietly at the eleven o'clock position, watching the 'Things Rewind' scroll, which was wrapped in a purple ouroboros and surrounded by a black halo.

On the remaining seats, illusory silhouettes appeared out of thin air, their outlines swaying slightly in the flickering candlelight. They were a falcon, a clown, a traveler, a goddess, a doctor, a physician, and a writer.

This is the clock hand of the Snake Life Clock, all of which are present even though the director is absent due to his madness.

"Oh, how quiet and deserted."

The clown's silhouette twisted and shrieked, breaking the deathly silence.

Back then, all twelve seats were always occupied. But since Wang took office, in just two or three years, some have died and others have gone mad.

No one responded to his comment.

The Joker's words were like a knife, stabbing precisely into everyone's hearts, yet he himself felt no pain.

A deeper sense of oppression settled over the main hall.

After a long while, the silhouette of the falcon flickered, and the other silhouettes turned their heads and cast their gazes in that direction.

With the war in the Sky Sanctuary in full swing, Falcon hasn't attended the Clockwork Meeting for a long time.

“That damn robot took forever to make a decision this time.” Falcon’s voice was tired and hoarse from returning from the battlefield. “But once it made a decision, it was like it switched to a different operating system, hitting our sore spots with every step it took.”

He paused, then his tone became incredibly certain.

"As expected, it was Wang Shou who provided the guidance."

"But the fact that it has taken so long means that the cost of using the 'King's Eye' is very high. I estimate that it can only be used more than three times."

"Really~" The goddess's silhouette stretched her head forward exaggeratedly, her voice adorable, "This is truly wonderful news! Mr. Falcon is truly a righteous man~"

Ever since they learned that the King Hand had such an omnipotent eye, finding a way to use up its usage time has become an unspoken consensus among the Clock Hands.

Sacrificing oneself to fulfill the great cause of "divine intervention" is considered "righteousness".

How much sincerity and how much sarcasm are hidden in this phrase of "righteousness" is known only to the individuals themselves.

The falcon's silhouette faded and fell silent.

This was utterly absurd for him. If Wang Shou really had an eye on the war in the Sky Sanctuary, then he was basically doomed to die.

It's like when you're playing in a league and your deck is the first one banned by the opponent.

The good news is that I've gained respect; the bad news is that I'm no longer part of the game.

The goddess turned her gaze with great interest to another silhouette.

"So, Doctor, is it your turn to sacrifice yourself for the greater good this time?"

If Wang Shou really only has two or three chances left, and Falcon uses one, and Doctor uses another, then how much of a storm can the last one cause?
By then, without that damned eye, she could do whatever she wanted.

However, the doctor's silhouette remained motionless, uttering a sentence that froze the entire hall.

"That woman personally went into battle."

The air went still for a moment, and the traveler visibly trembled.

Even the usually cynical clown stopped his exaggerated writhing.

The goddess's playful demeanor vanished, replaced by a sharp edge, her voice tense: "What did you say?!"

The king himself is going into battle?! What is this woman up to?!
"She entered the Dream Collapse Realm openly and honestly." The doctor's voice was steady. "The Dark Division dispatched a total of seven teams, which doesn't seem particularly strong."

"Are you sure it's that woman?" the goddess asked, still doubtful. "Could it be an imposter?"

The clown paused for a moment, then said sarcastically, "You didn't lie to me about the King's departure, and tricked me into going to blow up the Spirit Control Division, did you?"

He had always had a plan to blow up the Soul-Binding Division, but he was also hesitant to act rashly, as who knew what kind of future the King would create for him.

But with Wang Shou away and headquarters empty, it was a good time for a surprise attack.

The doctor's silhouette was flat, and his voice was precise and cold, like a machine.

"Her attire was exactly the same as it was at the Quad meeting."

"Iris scan, spiritual energy fluctuations, data match rate is 99.9%."

The air fell silent for a moment, then the clown bent over at an even more exaggerated angle, emitting a grotesque chuckle.

"So, Wang Shou really isn't home?"

"Wouldn't that make the lair of the Soul-Binding Bureau like a naked prostitute, where anyone can go in?"

He had already seen the flames of the explosion and the documents flying everywhere.

However, the doctor's next words were like a bucket of ice water, extinguishing the flames in his mind.

"The twin flowers didn't come."

The clown's grotesque laughter stopped abruptly, and the goddess also paused abruptly, both of them utterly astonished.

"what?"

When the king goes into battle, the twin flowers do not accompany him?
When can those conjoined twins, inseparable from each other, ever be separated?
The minute and second hands of the clock had long been spreading rumors that the relationship between the two was not just that of master and servant, but that they were homosexual.

The doctor's silhouette slowly turned to a corner, where a somewhat bewildered figure sat.

"Traveler."

His voice wasn't loud, but it drew everyone's attention to him.

"What do you think?"

"Do you think Wang Shou has gained insight into the Dream Collapse Realm?"

The doctor's tone was strange, with a certain sharpness hidden beneath his calm exterior.

"If she could open her eyes, what kind of future would she offer me?"

The traveler didn't answer immediately, while the doctor made veiled references to the previous intrusion. The others, oblivious to the strange undertones, pondered the eeriness of the situation.

If the Queen Hand uses "King's Eye" against the Phantom Collapse, she only needs to stay in the rear and give instructions from a distance to ensure victory; there is no need for her to personally take the risk.

Following this logic, she probably wanted to save herself the trouble of looking at things.

But if she didn't have eyes, where would she get the courage to go out without her strongest support?

The silhouette of the traveler who was called out paused for a moment, its outline swayed, and its voice was somewhat dazed: "I don't know."

The doctor pressed further: "What was the meaning of your visit last time when you came without an appointment?"

"Is that so? I didn't know that."

Unsurprisingly, the Traveler maintained his nonchalant tone, and no useful information could be extracted from him. However, what was somewhat unexpected was that this time the Traveler was female, whereas previously it was always the male Traveler who participated.

The audience looked at the two silent clock hands and asked softly, "Mr. Edo Tensei, Ms. Writer, what are your thoughts?"

The doctor and the writer are also cold-hearted members of the Clockwork Conference, rarely attending. Among them, Edo dislikes the code name for the doctor given to him by the Soul Reaper.

After scanning the area, Edo Tensei said in a deep voice, "I came in to see if the Puppet Master was here. It seems she's really dead."

The Clockwork Conference only requires the consciousness to be continuously connected to the Serpent's Life Bell. If the Puppet Master cannot connect, it can only mean that the Clockwork personality is dead, or is being suppressed by a stronger consciousness and is not under self-control.

"I've heard a little about the puppeteer, it's truly heartbreaking." The audience member smiled, showing no trace of sadness, and then looked at the writer she cared about most, "And you, Miss Writer, what brings you to the meeting today?"

"Any instructions?"

She drew out the word "instruction" very long, emphasizing it.

The writer is the strongest among the hands of the clock; the 'instructions' she writes will definitely come true. She can completely defend against the Spirit King's Hand alone. It's a pity that someone with such powerful abilities is indifferent to worldly affairs and wants nothing.

"Uh." The writer snapped out of his daze, his voice halting and somewhat embarrassed.

"My favorite novel has resumed updating."

"I was so happy that I couldn't control myself and accidentally logged in. I'm sorry, I'll leave now."

Before anyone could stop him, the writer disconnected, his silhouette slowly fading away. Before leaving, he even politely apologized.

audience:"."

goddess:"."

clown:"."

If the main DPS player of the 12 o'clock position had paid even a little attention, their divine intervention could have been achieved ten years earlier.

"The writer has such a good temperament!" the traveler exclaimed.

The audience smiled helplessly, their gazes sweeping over the empty writers' seats before returning to the group of guys, each with their own ulterior motives.

"Does anyone else have any information to share?"

"Of course~" The goddess's cute silhouette leaned towards the doctor. "Doctor, could you reveal some map information so that the goddess legion can prepare in advance and give the Dark Side a 'surprise'?"

The doctor's silhouette remained motionless, his voice robotic: "No comment." The goddess spat lightly, losing interest, the clown let out a strange chuckle, and the doctor, bored out of his mind, prepared to leave.

at this time.

hum-

A deep hum sounded.

It didn't come from a clock hand, but from the very center, from the very core of that purple ouroboros coiled over the water.

Ripples spread across the dark, deep water, and the ancient, unchanging purple serpent suddenly opened its golden vertical pupils!
All the silhouettes froze in motion at that moment.

The clown's grotesque laughter got stuck in his throat.

The goddess's playful demeanor vanished.

All eyes were fixed on the card guarded by the ouroboros.

Apocalyptic Level [Event Reversal]!
At this moment, this forbidden magic card, powerful enough to destroy the world, is vibrating violently. The black halo on the card is flashing wildly, as if some power is being forcibly extracted from it!

"You used it?" Falcon suddenly turned to the audience, his voice accusatory.

Only the spectators, the administrators of the Serpent's Life Bell, can use the power of this card.

"It wasn't me," the audience member immediately denied, sounding surprised and doubtful.

She's a fanatical energy user, wanting to cram every last bit of energy into this card, so how could she possibly use it up on her own?
Under the watchful, bewildered gaze of the clock hands, an even more bizarre scene unfolded.

A thick black aura was forcibly torn out from the card surface of [Things Rewind], like a venomous snake that came to life, crossing the void and heading straight for the thirteenth seat that had always been empty and represented the Bell Master!
The entire Serpent's Life Bell Hall was deathly silent.

Besides the administrator, who else can invoke the power of this card?

There is only one answer.

The owner of the Snake-Fate Bell.

Seeing this, the audience member, Bai Zhi, frowned.

Since her brother's death, she has been in charge of the Serpent's Life Bell for three hundred years, a situation that has never occurred before.

This phenomenon of bypassing administrators and directly leveraging their resources only illustrates one thing—

The legendary position of the Bell Master is about to come back to life and will be bestowed upon her brother.

No matter when or where, one law applies: the stronger the spirituality of the magic card, the stronger its influence.

Metaverse, Shadow Walk Base.

The six "people" in Baiyin City simultaneously raised their arms and pointed forward!

[Event Rewind] A dazzling golden halo flashed around, spreading and enveloping the entire stronghold.

The Dark Witch team and the passersby were stunned by the golden halo.

Five voices converged into a torrent, resounding across the sky.

"Disappear!"

"Boom——"

The entire Flowing Shadow Trail stronghold, enveloped by the aura of devastating artillery bombardment, was completely wiped out, with no one except the Silver City squad escaping unscathed.

The wails and screams didn't last a second before they were completely swallowed up by the second, third, and subsequent barrages.

Some of the bystanders caught in the blast were reduced to ashes in the light before they could even utter a complete scream.

"No—! We are just..."

"What does this have to do with me? Don't hit me!"

The bombing lasted for a full half minute.

When the roar of artillery fire finally ceased and the white light slowly dissipated, the scene before them made the surviving Silver City squad gasp in shock.

The once-prosperous stronghold has been completely erased from the map, leaving only a huge, circular crater emitting wisps of black smoke.

In the center of the deep pit, a figure leaned on a long sword, kneeling on one knee, struggling to support his body.

It is the Black Witch - Debel from the Pseudo-Classic Squad.

Around her, four figures, including Sera and Seth, slowly disappeared into the water. They were her four teammates who rushed to her side during the bombardment, using their bodies to form the last barrier for her.

Even so, her life bar was only a precarious 2% remaining.

There was a slight sound of footsteps.

Li Guanqi, wearing the Silver Princess skin, slowly walked to the edge of the deep pit and looked down at her from above. His beautiful face showed no pity whatsoever.

The Black Witch coughed up a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, slowly raised her head, and a defiant smile appeared on her cracked face.

"Epic-level [Event Rollback]... Your methods are impressive."

Her voice was hoarse and weak.

When did you put it in the cemetery?

After the Silver City team came to support Li Guanqi, she remembered every card they played. They were all shady cards used to clear the field and remove monsters, and she had never seen this [Things Rollback] card before.

"I told you, don't you remember?" Li Guanqi raised the blade of his sword, the tip pointing straight to the sky, ready to strike.

"You said that?"

The Dark Witch frowned, fragments of memories flashing rapidly through her mind.

A scene suddenly freezes.

That was when she was chasing him. He fled in a sorry state, but halfway there he turned back, drew a card from his deck, and lightly placed it on the path she was sure to take in her pursuit.

At that moment, he shouted at her with a sly smile on his face.

"Hey beautiful, why did you stop chasing me?"

"Come here, step on me, it won't hurt."

She was extremely cautious at the time, fearing a trap, and immediately summoned the Wind God to use its effect to deal with the trap card.

Now that I think about it, that card... was it the "thing rollback" feature?!

In an instant, all her joints opened up, and the Black Witch revealed a relieved and self-deprecating smile: "The son-in-law of Silver City, you've got something."

"I wasn't lying to you, was I? Stepping on it really doesn't hurt." Li Guanqi smiled and swung his sword down.

"Crack!" The Black Witch's body transformed into a streak of light and exploded completely.

[Ding—] A notification sound rang out.

[Score +548].

Killing the Black Witch gave me a whopping 548 points!

However, compared to what has been accumulated before, it is less than one percent.

An epic-level [Things Rollback] copied [Linked Chestnut Cannon Fixed Type], and with one shot, he scored 184,000 points!

The four members of the Silver City Palace Master stared blankly at the 180,000 points on Li Guanqi's account.

"Brother," Ariana said, regaining her senses first, "I said you have an epic-level [Things Rollback], why are you making such a fuss? You could have just shown it off earlier."

The Palace Master of Silver City then scrutinized Li Guanqi: "Do you have masochistic tendencies?"

"Uh," Li Guanqi chuckled awkwardly, "would you believe me if I said this card was originally a blank, spiritual object?"

In all honesty, he was a complete liar. Giving him this card on a blank sheet of paper was truly a sign of his naivety.

The blank sheet of paper, or 0748, is a standard energy-generating tool. [Things Rollback] As long as it develops even a little spirituality, it will be injected into the world-destroying card of the Snake Life Bell, nurtured but not used.

Li Guanqi himself was similar; in Chronicles, he raised a lot of things but used very little, always wanting to make something big.

"Originally a blank spirituality?" The Palace Master of Silver City frowned, then his eyes lit up with wisdom. "That means the will of our Silver City is just too strong! It moved Yi Na!"

Upon hearing this, Arias, Ariana, and Ariana quickly echoed, "Your Highness is right!"

"Long live Rabillins!"

"Passed! Proceed to the second level!" Li Guanqi watched the four people celebrating joyfully and smiled as well. In a corner he didn't notice, the sanity rate dropped from 82% to 76%.

In the real world, the dream world collapses, and Shen Wu's mobile base is established.

After Tang Xin finished writing a chapter and published it, she paused to think. During her break, she secretly glanced at Li Guanqi before quickly looking away.

Le Tong, who was next to her, noticed her little glance and teased, "What's so interesting about men? Come watch the live stream, Sweetheart Baby."

"The Metaverse Flowing Shadow Walkway base is so much fun."

(End of this chapter)