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

A black light surrounded it, like flames burning.

[Black Magician] ATK: 5000 → 11000

“Challenger.” The Pharaoh paused, uttering words unrelated to the duel for the first time.

"Come again next time."

He slightly turned his body to the side, revealing the cold muzzle of the [Ejector Turtle], which was gathering terrifying magical energy.

“I…Mi.” Dibel turned to look at Imi, his expression one of despair.

"No..." Immy's eyes reddened as she cried out, "Dibell!"

"Boom—"

A laser beam pierced through Dibel's body, and his frail body slowly collapsed to the ground.

Blue side LP: 5400 → 0

The winner takes all.

[Red Team]

The AI ​​referee's cold voice completely shattered everyone's psychological defenses.

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I'll add another 600 words, I want to hear some praise.

Chapter 412 Lack of Intelligence

"We lost..."

"We still lost..."

"The second master can still be killed?!"

"How is it possible to win..."

Despairing voices filled the crowd; there was no hope of winning.

Surviving past the third round is a luxury.

"Dibell..." Immy staggered towards the collapsed Dibel, tears welling in her eyes. She hugged her tightly, her voice trembling, "It shouldn't have been like this..."

She shook her head frantically, an incredulous scream escaping from deep within her chest, “This isn’t right!”

Clutching the soil with both hands, Immy's fingernails dug deep into the ground, leaving furrows. Her face was contorted with pain and rage. "This shouldn't be happening..."

The original plan was to sacrifice a large number of challengers and civilians, with the pseudo-sage just watching the show and using numerical superiority to secure a victory.

After all, it's a duel.

Winning ten games in a row is normal, but winning a hundred games in a row is a bit exaggerated, but barely acceptable.

But a thousand games, ten thousand games...

Among three billion duelists, there must be a chosen one who can defeat the Ruins Guardian.

She had considered that the divine ruins might be a bit more difficult.

But I never expected that Wang would have a fixed starting move, and even a berserk mode?!

“BOSS…” Sera looked worried and comforted her, “Will Dibel be able to come back?”

Imi raised her head, gazing at the terrifying energy light high in the sky, and slowly said, "If we're quick, we can still save them."

The souls of those defeated in the duel are transformed into necromantic energy, which is absorbed into the high atmosphere and slowly becomes part of divine punishment—the [superconducting wave].

Dibel has just suffered a defeat, and the transformation is not yet complete.

If we can quickly break through the first stage, there is still hope of recovery.

As for the early challengers, and those who died directly from the Kaling Impact, there was nothing that could be done.

“Hey—” Immy stood up, looked around, gazed at the research institute in the distance, and roared.

"It's time to make a move!"

She was able to remain calm before because her blood pressure was still high and the lightning strike posed no fatal threat to Zhenying.

But now, if the first phase cannot be completed within an hour, Dibel's soul will be converted into energy and disappear without a trace, not even in the underworld.

"Isn't this all your fault?!" Angry accusations rose from the crowd. "Don't you have any solutions?"

"That's right!"

As the voices of agreement rose and fell, people's emotions became increasingly agitated.

"Don't you have a trump card up your sleeve? Use it now..."

A low groan suddenly rang out, and the fallen corpses rose up with eerie tremors. They grabbed the necks of the shouters, stabbed them, bit them, and fired shots.

Screams echoed across the fields, spreading like a plague, and the number of zombies swelled dramatically.

Just minutes later, the once noisy scene fell silent, and hundreds of zombies wandered the empty land, silently devouring the atmosphere of fear.

"Hey!" Immy shouted again at the research institute in the distance, "Stop hiding!"

Seeing no response, she turned her expectant gaze to Luo Bai.

But the two had recently become enemies, and she couldn't bring herself to ask for help.

no way.

Luo Bai and Karl were the two people she knew who had the highest level of dueling skills.

As for herself.

He's a master at causing trouble, but his card-playing skills are... well, let's just say they're questionable.

Dubel is the highest-level duelist in the pseudo-canon, but he suffers from a severe card shortage.

"We'll have to do it sooner or later!"

Seeing that the two of them didn't react, her voice became even more urgent.

Luo Bai remained silent, he had his own thoughts.

"Even if I draw one less card, I'll still stack one more [Girl], it turns out it's all for boosting attack power and unleashing a turtle cannon."

"Can you see that far...?"

"Still in the first stage, haven't opened your eyes yet..."

"What do we do now..."

There are three hours left, or three more chances to challenge.

He looked up at the sky many times.

Judging from the looks of it, this lightning strike should be manageable, or at least able to be blocked, resulting in only minor injuries.

It is not fatal.

“Insufficient intelligence…” Luo Bai murmured softly.

Seeing his expression, Yi Lan asked curiously, "What else do you want to know? Or should I test it for you?"

"You?" Luo Bai's face contorted in disbelief.

"I'm wondering what the consequences would be if T1 threw a distraction hand trap?"

"How many general-purpose cards do you need to play to have a chance of getting it?"

"If the attack is launched during the opponent's turn, will it trigger [Berserk Mode]?"

"For example, throwing the [Butler], or jumping [Xiao Mei]..."

"Forget it, you wouldn't understand even if I told you."

He sighed softly, feeling a communication barrier with the world.

“No.” Yi Lan frowned and gave a bitter smile. “I understand.”

Luo Bai was taken aback.

She continued, "You plan to finish the game during the opponent's turn, which will reduce the pressure in T2?"

For example—

"【Xiao Mei】stacks three, merges with 【Narcissus】and transforms again..."

"[Rusaka]..."

These few words contain a lot of information.

"Huh?!?!" Luo Bai's brows furrowed in surprise. "You...you—"

He was momentarily at a loss for what expression to make.

Countless words stuck in his throat, a feeling akin to "sweeping out" three "troublemaking" cards.

“KC Champion, you’ve been exposed,” Yi Lan said coldly. “[Tears of Elegy Clan], you’re quite skilled at it.”

"Give the sirens back to you..."

Her gaze was fierce, her face flushed instantly, and she abruptly changed the subject.

"The design is very innovative."

【Wow--】

[My sister still can't pronounce this nickname]

"Uh—" Luo Bai awkwardly turned his face away.

"The box has been opened."

Fortunately, he's not a fanatic.

"Let's talk about the duel instead."

“So—” he raised an eyebrow at Yi Lan, “could you take a test?”