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

She looked down and called out to Luo Bai under the tree.

"Go and take a look."

Upon hearing this, Luo Bai's expression also became tense: "Then you should take care of yourself."

"director..."

He muttered to himself as he stood up, his thoughts racing.

"Someone working behind the scenes has stepped into the spotlight?"

"What deck are you playing that makes you so confident?"

The Arena of Gods.

The winner takes all.

[Red Team]

The announcement, which had been played countless times, fell mercilessly once again, like the tolling of a bell of fate, striking the hearts of everyone.

Qi Qiankong sighed deeply, his pen sliding laboriously across the notebook as he wrote: [Humanity's defeat: 142].

Following Imi's defeat, the next group to take the stage consisted either of the numbered civilians or clueless newcomers who had just entered the ruins and were completely ignorant of the gods.

No one can last more than half a minute.

He looked around and saw that many people had given up watching. Some of them sat dejectedly on the ground, took out bottles of liquor, and tried to find a final comfort in alcohol.

Some went early to seize shelters and supplies, preparing to survive in hidden places.

The cheers that once filled with hope have now become sparse. All that remains are the mechanical pronouncements from the AI ​​referee, delivered every ten seconds or so.

The winner takes all.

[Red Team]

Qi Qiankong lowered his head, the pen in his hand seemed to weigh a ton, and the nib trembled as he wrote on the paper: [Humanity defeated: 143].

Those who have fallen, only this line of text remembers them.

"Hey—" A familiar voice suddenly rang out behind him, and Qi Qiankong's body jolted.

He quickly turned his head and saw his colleague Carl standing behind him, his expression complex and worried.

"What are you doing? You scared me." Qi Qiankong breathed a sigh of relief, then noticed Karl's pale face, his voice becoming tense, "No... are you alright?"

His colleague was very rigid in his research, but the two had a good relationship.

It's even a client-vendor relationship.

"Help me get these." Karl's voice was weak, but with a hint of determination. He casually tossed the four deck boxes—[Witchcraft], [Heavenly Cup Dragon], [Holy Night], and [Dragon Riders]—to Qi Qiankong.

The box also contained some loose dragon and angel monsters.

"No...no—"

Startled by this sudden action, Qi Qiankong stood up straight, his eyes wide open, and his voice trembling slightly.

"What are you doing? What are you doing!"

He didn't immediately open the deck box, but casually tossing out four decks already showed that Karl was no ordinary player.

“If I don’t come back,” Carl said, his gaze complex, his voice low and firm, “consider it your royalties.”

"Keep writing the novel..."

He slowly forced a bitter smile, and under Qi Qiankong's astonished and stunned gaze, he resolutely walked towards the God's Duel Arena, his back view lonely and resolute, never looking back.

To talk about attachment to the present world.

Perhaps only that one book, abandoned by the eunuch, remains—"I Learned to Slay Gods at the Research Center."

Chapter 475 Elegy of the Destroyer - Karl (2)

"Do you know what you're doing?!" Qi Qiankong finally snapped out of his shock and shouted to stop Karl in his tracks. "The opponent is a god! A god who can win by playing a single [Pot of Greed]!"

"What are you, a researcher, meddling in for!"

His voice grew increasingly agitated; there weren't many people he could talk to to begin with.

Why rush to your death when you finally have a decent colleague?

Carl remained silent for a moment, then continued walking forward.

Qi Qiankong became even more anxious: "Listen to me—"

Karl paused, waiting for his next words.

"My book fan is very strong in duels," Qi Qiankong tried to persuade him as a last resort. "Give him some time, and he can come up with a stable solution."

"Don't be a hero..."

He was halfway through his sentence when he vaguely felt the air suddenly turn cold.

"Should I wait for him to come and save me?" Karl asked coldly, his back to him.

I was a little hesitant at first.

After Qi Qiankong's "advice," he took even more determined steps forward.

Upon hearing this, Qi Qiankong froze on the spot, speechless and helpless.

If it's for personal gain, there's still room for persuasion.

If it's for the sake of self-esteem, then there's really no stopping them.

"So it's this guy?" Luo Bai was slightly taken aback when he saw the person who came on stage.

Thinking back to that "Heavenly Cup Dragon" in the league, my chest still aches faintly.

"How do you play this in the Tian Cup?"

He frowned, racking his brains but still couldn't figure it out.

At this moment, Zhuska, whose injuries had mostly healed, walked over slowly. Looking at the figure in the dueling arena, he couldn't help but sigh, "Such a strong dragon aura."

"We're about to catch up with Miss Lan."

Luo Bai was taken aback when he heard the voice. He glanced at Zhuska and then turned to look at Karl, his gaze slowly becoming deep: "Indeed."

He can actually sense something.

This guy doesn't look too good, but his aura is actually much stronger than when he used the Heavenly Cup Dragon.

"It should be his signature deck."

When a duelist uses their signature deck, they exude a passionate aura.

"However, he doesn't seem to have many friends."

He turned and looked around, and found that there weren't many explorers watching. They were all looking down in despair. However, Leshard, Arias, and others who had walked away rejoined the crowd.

【drop--】

A crisp mechanical sound broke the silence.

Karl and the Pharaoh locked eyes, and the two duel disks were activated one after the other.

"Duel!" (X2)

[First strike]

[Red Team]

[Duel Begins]

With a whoosh, five initial cards popped out from the top of both players' duel decks.

Karl glanced at it, his expression unchanged, as if he had expected it all along.

"Activate the Spell Card—[Pot of Greed]!" The Pharaoh, as always, slammed down the card.

Draw two cards from your deck.

A sharp glint flashed in Karl's eyes, and his dry, pale lips uttered a deep voice: "Chain activation [PSY Frame Equipment · δ]."

"Special Summon this card along with [PSY Skeleton Driver], negate their effects and destroy [Pot of Greed]."

A tiny bolt of lightning shot out from the void, shattering the illusory pot with its cunning face with a loud bang.

"They really do all have magical PSY." Luo Bai raised an eyebrow and glanced at the onlookers.

Strictly speaking, only the Abhidharmakośa, the Pseudo-Dharmakośa, and this Director possess the magic PSY.

"Psychokinetic Clan..."

What kind of cooperation are these three organizations doing behind the scenes?

He pondered for a moment, but was soon interrupted by the sounds from the dueling arena.

“Activate the effect of [Soaring Lop-Eared Rabbit Squad].” Karl then revealed his hand of cards. “Special Summon this card, and then…”

"Adjust the star rating of the Level 2 [Lop-eared Rabbit] and the Level 6 [PSY Skeleton Driver]!"

"Come forth from the chaos!"

Synchro Summon!

"Level 8, [Chaos Dragon Chaos Ruler]!"

A raging storm swept through the void, plunging the world into chaos.

"Activate the [Chaos Dragon] effect!"

"Flip over the top 5 cards of your deck. You may add 1 LIGHT or DARK monster from them to your hand. Send the rest of your cards to the Graveyard."

"Swish—" Five cards were flipped open.

Fairy Tale Princess Shirayuki

[The Lament of the Pearl-like Clan, the Wrathful Clan]

[Parasitic fusion worm]

[Parasitic fusion worm]