Yu-Gi-Oh!: This card wants to go to you.

LP: 2500→0

You win.

Accompanied by a mechanical sound, a projection of a successful solution popped up from the void.

"Click-clack—"

During the unraveling, the iron shackles binding his feet loosened, and the snakes surrounding him gradually dispersed.

"We won, we won..."

[Bai] Panting heavily, he calmed down and realized that his whole body was covered with more than a dozen venomous snakes. The icy chill spread from the top of his head to his toes along with the snakes' movements.

"They won? They won?" The others in the crowd were still in a daze.

Immediately afterward, someone exclaimed in surprise, "We won! We really won!"

"Whoa—"

Immy let out a sigh of admiration, her lips curving slightly upward, but her expression quickly returned to seriousness.

The endgame is solved.

But the atmosphere around us...

That pile of bones in the middle, hundreds of years old...

Her intuition told her that the real show was just beginning.

Solving the puzzle... probably only qualifies one for the real trial.

"This sacred stone tablet is ours!"

With the puzzle solved, the mercenary group of the [Organization] naturally rushed towards the last extraordinary holy stone tablet to seize the initiative.

"rush!..."

The leader charged ahead, shouting loudly.

"Shh-"

In the next instant, several venomous snakes streaked across the void and plunged directly into his throat.

"what--"

The leader's eyes widened in shock as he clutched his own neck in agony, his face flushed and swollen...

*Snap!* A small snake slithered across the man's face, peeking out its docile head, flicking its tongue, and looking around...

"Splash splash splash—"

Immediately afterwards, dozens of small, bluish-purple venomous snakes burst out from his brain, throat, chest, abdomen, and groin...

The rest of the people gasped.

"Witch, what on earth is going on?!"

Another leader of the mercenary group looked at Immy and roared.

His eyes widened in anger, giving the impression that he would fight to the death if he wasn't given an explanation.

"A witch?" Immy looked around in confusion, seemingly unable to find any other creature that resembled a woman, her expression somewhat blank.

Are you calling me?

The lead mercenary remained silent, staring intently at her, gripping his dagger tightly, his face showing some apprehension, and he dared not take a step forward.

It seems the enchantress really was calling her.

"How disgusting!" A hint of smug anger flashed across Immy's face as she pointed at her clothes. "Such a clean researcher's white lab coat, and you call me a vixen!"

"I have a name!"

"Imi!"

"Her name is Imi!"

"Of course, you can also call me—Xiaomi~"

"Yeah~"

As she spoke, she waved her hands, making a cute peace sign.

(So ​​cute!)

"I don't care about your millet or rice!" The lead mercenary shouted at her, ignoring her argument.

"What on earth is going on?!"

"Hasn't the puzzle been solved?"

Immy rolled her eyes and sighed, "Are you blind?"

"The snakes haven't dispersed, where do you get your confidence?"

She gently raised her hand and pointed to a certain spot: "Solving the puzzle is just to get that thing."

Everyone looked in the direction she pointed.

All that could be seen was a pile of bones, two or three meters high, and a disc-shaped mechanical object inserted on top. The pile of bones had originally been surrounded by snakes, but the snakes had dispersed after the mess was cleared.

"What the hell is this?!"

The lead mercenary frowned and turned to shout at Immy.

"You're asking me?" Immy spread his hands to show his innocence. "You should ask that pile of bones instead of me."

The lead mercenary's eyes flashed with a fierce light as he said to his henchman beside him, "Go and get that thing."

"I...I'll go?" The henchman was stunned, his face filled with terror.

What good stuff could be placed on top of a pile of bones?

"hurry up!"

The younger brother trembled at the leader's shout, put on gloves, and shakily climbed up the pile of bones. He successfully retrieved the disc-shaped mechanical object and breathed a sigh of relief when his body showed no abnormal reaction.

"What the hell is this thing...?"

A dozen or so mercenaries gathered together to study the situation.

The disc-shaped mechanical object looked like it could be worn on the hand. It was an arc-shaped disc with a three-layered, ingeniously stacked structure, and the surface had several square grids, which was very similar to the one on that puzzle.

"That ritual again?" the leading man muttered, turning to look at Immy again. Since he needed something from her, his tone softened considerably: "Sigh, what's going on here?"

Immy raised an eyebrow and curled her lips into a mischievous smile: "You'll know once you put it on."

Her smile was harmless, and the leading man stared blankly as he put the mechanical disc on his arm.

"Click!"

[Duelist detected]

The mechanical disc emitted a cold sound, popped out shackles, and locked the leader's arm tightly.

Chapter 117 The First Duel (Part 6)

"Duelists?" The crowd gasped in shock.

Realizing something was wrong, they tried to remove the mechanical disk, but couldn't budge it an inch.

"What the hell is that?!"

The leader gritted his teeth, trying to break free of the mechanical disc.

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"hiss--"

As the mechanical disc emitted a chilling warning, the swarm of snakes, their scarlet tongues flicking and their eyes glowing green, surged forward like a tide.

"Deck?"

The crowd seemed to be hearing the term for the first time, their voices filled with confusion.

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The cold, mechanical voice rang out like a death knell.

As the swarm of snakes surged in further, the mercenary squad "wisely" left their leader.

"What...what are you doing!" the leader shouted urgently. "Quickly help me take this damn thing down!"

Fear rose in his eyes. As he stared into those cold and merciless beastly eyes, his body trembled uncontrollably, beads of sweat silently slid down his forehead, and he opened his mouth to cry for help, but his voice was choked by the hand of fear.

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The mechanical hard drive issued its third warning.

"Get out! Get out of my way!"

The leader brandished his dagger and roared, his bones trembling violently as if they were about to shatter. The poisonous mist attacked his heart, and a wave of dizziness washed over him. He finally lost his balance and fell to the ground.

There was no grass growing underfoot, only a cold touch.

"Wow—"

The swarm of snakes pounced on him, biting his throat and silencing his scream.

In just one minute, the struggling and wailing sounds gradually weakened.

In the end, only a skeleton, purplish-black slime, and that eerie mechanical disc remained.

“So,” Immy said, stepping forward and picking up the mechanical disc, “if you don’t understand it, don’t mess around with it.”

"Here, would you like to try it?"

She wiped the mechanical disc clean and handed it to everyone with great humility.

"No, no, no."

Everyone shuddered, took three steps back, and waved their hands frantically as if they had seen a ghost to show their refusal.

Immy shrugged helplessly, walked to the mechanical table, looked at [White] who was panting on the table, and said, "Hey, are you still alive?"

Do you understand this thing?