Yu-Gi-Oh!: This isn't a duel!

"Well!"

You Yang felt a sudden lightness in his body, and then he was sent flying backward uncontrollably.

The wind whistled past his ears, and when he regained his footing, his feet were firmly planted beside Lilith.

"Bye~"

In the distance, the gray sun still stood in that void that was about to dissipate.

He put one hand in his pocket, waved the other casually, and wore his usual inscrutable, lazy smile, as if he were just saying goodbye to a friend who had just finished school.

Countless dazzling starlight converged from all directions, transforming into a flowing galaxy that gently lifted Youyang and Lilith's bodies, guiding them towards the exit in the sky.

You Yang's heart tightened, and he instinctively reached out and tightly grasped Lilith's slightly cold hand beside him. Then, he abruptly turned his head and shouted hoarsely at the increasingly smaller gray figure:

"What will you do if I leave?!"

As the starlight lifted the two upwards, the realm beneath their feet, known as the "Realm of the Heart," was rapidly collapsing and shrinking at a visible speed. The once vast sea of ​​stars and the calm surface of water became blurred and dim at this moment, like an oil painting fading.

In the end, only the six brightest stars in the sky remained, stubbornly twinkling their faint light.

Hearing You Yang's call, the gray-haired You Yang cupped his hands around his mouth and responded loudly in return, his voice piercing through the collapsing space:

"Don't worry! Nothing will happen!"

Upon hearing this assurance, You Yang's tense body relaxed slightly, and he let out a long breath.

But he kept staring in that direction, his eyes filled with reluctance.

For some reason, a strange sense of emptiness welled up inside him. He felt that if the guy who stayed there really disappeared, he would lose something very, very important.

That thing... is even heavier than life itself.

Lilith, standing beside him, gazed at You Yang's profile, which was filled with longing, and her expression became very complicated.

Although there was some distance between them, she actually heard most of what Gray Wanderer said to Wanderer. Thanks to her keen hearing as a duelist, she heard most of it.

Except for a few keywords such as "time travel" that were automatically filtered out as a buzzing sound in her ears, she heard every other word clearly.

"So... the seemingly strong, confident, and all-powerful You Yang actually harbors such thoughts deep down?"

Lilith thought to herself, and unconsciously tightened her grip on You Yang's hand.

As You Yang and his companion completely disappeared into the end of the starlight, this "realm of the heart" finally lost its last support and turned completely dark.

The stars in the sky stopped twinkling, and the whole world was plunged into a deathly darkness.

Just then, a deep and majestic voice slowly resounded from the void, carrying a hint of deep remorse:

"Feel sorry."

As the voice faded, the crimson star in the sky lit up slightly for a moment, as if in homage.

Gray Sun simply waved his hand dismissively, as if shooing away an annoying fly:

"No need. You can save that apology for him."

The ancient voice was silent for a moment, then, with a hint of confusion and bewilderment, asked again:

"Why...why were you in such a hurry to bring him in for this trial?"

"We could have waited a little longer."

Gray Sun did not answer immediately.

He lay down, his body floating in the void of darkness, his hands behind his head, his legs crossed, gazing at the dim stars above.

After a long silence, he spoke softly, his tone carrying a hint of helplessness that only he could understand:

"Because I know he's a very conflicted person."

"No matter how easygoing they seem on the surface, deep down they like to keep everything bottled up inside and refuse to tell anyone."

Gray Sun's eyes deepened.

"If this were in the original world, this kind of personality would at most make his life a little more tiring, and he might suffer from a little mental illness or depression."

"But—in this world, the power of elves is both too wondrous and too dangerous."

"He has accumulated enough negative emotions, fears, and confusion in his heart. Those things are like a powder keg. If they are exploited by someone with ulterior motives in the future, or if some dark forces find a loophole and take advantage of it, the consequences will be ten thousand times more serious than they are now."

At this point, a self-deprecating smile appeared on Gray Youyang's lips:

"So rather than let him be ruined by others in the future, I'd rather be the bad guy, detonate the bomb in advance, and help him prick the sore."

The ancient voice fell silent once more, and after a long while, a faint sigh finally escaped:

"Understood……"

The last glimmer of red light in the sky vanished completely, and the entire world returned to absolute nothingness.

Gray Youyang slowly closed his eyes, as if falling into an eternal sleep, with a satisfied and peaceful look on his lips.

This world has become completely dark.

……

Beyond the realm of the mind lies the real world.

The atmosphere inside the guild's underground dueling arena was so oppressive it was suffocating.

As Lilith resolutely rushed in, the barrier entrance to the elven realm closed completely, turning into a chaotic mist that refused to let anyone in.

Chapter 221 The Second Sword of the Seven Emperors! The Power of Creation and an Ancient Prophecy!

Now, all that's left for everyone is to endure the long and agonizing wait.

Tiandao Lian was like a raging wild beast trapped in a cage, pacing anxiously back and forth in the open space.

His once meticulously styled hair was now somewhat disheveled, and the "clattering" sound of his shoes scraping the floor was particularly jarring in the deathly silent room, each step seeming to tread on everyone's nerves.

"Hasn't he arrived yet?!"

Finally, unable to bear it any longer, he stopped and turned around abruptly, his eyes bloodshot as he roared at Roland in the corner once more.

Roland reluctantly closed the silver pocket watch in his hand, which had been looked at countless times. The soft "click" sounded particularly clear in the silence.

He sighed deeply, rubbed his throbbing temples, and his voice betrayed a deep weariness and helplessness:

"This is the thirty-fifth time you've asked me today."

“As I’ve already said, Victor has gone to other cities to conduct academic research.”

"Although I have already used the highest level of emergency contact to notify him, it will still take him at least several hours to get back."

Upon hearing this despairing answer, Tendou Ren clutched his hair in anguish and slowly squatted down, on the verge of collapse.

It's over now.

It's bad enough that he couldn't bring You Yang back, but now he's even lost Lilith, this little miss, right under his nose!

It's important to know that Lilith's situation is extremely unique within the Arbitrators.

Because her parents both died in that tragic accident when she was young, and her life story was so tragic, the old guys in the arbitrators practically doted on her like their own granddaughter.

When Lilith was first taken to the Arbitrator, she was withdrawn and isolated. It was only with everyone's careful companionship that she gradually emerged from the shadows.

Her usual arrogant and even domineering demeanor was nothing more than a disguise for self-protection.

Essentially, she is still that kind-hearted child who will admit her mistakes and bow her head in remorse.

The arbitrators did not all welcome You Yang, this suddenly appearing "chosen one," and there were even quite a few dissenting voices.

But Lilith is different; she is the true "group favorite" and the arbitrator's Achilles' heel.

If the arbitrators knew that Tiandao Lian not only failed to find You Yang, but also trapped Lilith in this strange barrier...

Tiandao Lian felt a chill on the back of her neck.

He doesn't need to go back to report; he can just find a block of tofu and smash his head against it to die here, and maybe he can at least leave with a whole corpse.

Meanwhile, Chen Yuexi and Chen Yuan, who were standing to the side, felt their unease growing wildly like weeds.

The reason they were able to maintain their composure was because they had an almost blind and absolute trust in You Yang's abilities.

After all, he was a man who had faced the god [Earthbound God] head-on and killed him!

However, after hearing Tendou Ren and Roland's description of that strange "Elf Realm"—a forbidden place where even top duelists could lose themselves or have their souls devoured—their confidence began to waver violently.

This so-called Elf Realm doesn't sound like a place that can be dealt with single-handedly by one person's dueling strength. It's more like a terrifying realm outside the rules, full of unknown dangers.

Chen Yuexi gripped the hem of her clothes tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force. Her eyes were fixed on the churning black mist, her lips trembling slightly, and she silently prayed for the return of that figure.

As for the guild manager and the appraiser, they were huddled in the shadows in the corner, trembling and not daring to utter a sound.

They wished they could disappear on the spot, fearing that these big shots on the verge of exploding would suddenly remember and pin the responsibility for the two people's disappearance on them.

That would truly be a catastrophe.

In a dimly lit corner unnoticed by everyone, Ling Shiqing was leaning against the wall, her body trembling uncontrollably.

She stared at the black mist, her eyes filled with undisguised fear.

From the moment that black mist first appeared on You Yang's body, she instinctively retreated until there was nowhere left to retreat.

At that time, everyone's attention was focused on the intense duel, and no one noticed her unusual behavior.

She seemed to have seen some kind of great horror that others could not see.

Just when everyone was anxious and the atmosphere was extremely tense—

hum!

The once silent and heavy black mist suddenly began to writhe violently, as if something was trying to break free from its shell.

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling yet soft ray of light shone through the gaps in the black mist!

"Look!"

As twinkling starlight scatters from the black mist, the originally chaotic and frantically writhing black mist seems to be drawn by some kind of order, and begins to slowly expand and deform.

Finally, to everyone's astonishment, the black mist, shaped by the starlight, transformed into a sturdy and mysterious spatial portal, standing quietly in the center of the arena, awaiting the returnee to open it.

"Om-"

As everyone stared intently at the black mist, Tian Daolian and the others tensed up instantly.