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

"Mickey... doesn't look much different."

"How could the eleventh floor be short of people?"

"A draw?" Xia Yu guessed.

“It’s possible…” Xia Sheng stroked his chin thoughtfully, “I wonder how this year’s Snow Mountain tournament will rule for a tie, whether it will be a double loss or a rematch.”

Time ticked by, and there were only five minutes left until the deadline.

If the opponent does not arrive within five minutes, Yi Lan will be automatically judged as having won without a fight, and will stop at the eleventh floor, thus ending the Snow Mountain Journey.

On the tenth floor, Mizuki sat on the bus, honking the horn frantically, occasionally sticking his head out the window to shout at Binel, "Hey, hey, hey—"

"Are you leaving or not?"

"If you're leaving, get on the bus quickly."

The way to leave the underworld from the tenth and eleventh levels is by taking a bus to the mortal world. Theoretically, no one knows how to leave from the twelfth level.

"Wait a minute!" Bina said, her eyes glued to the live stream, without even looking up.

She is now more concerned about the situation on the eleventh floor than about her own reincarnation.

"There's a live stream on the bus too!" Mizuki said, getting impatient. "Hurry up, are we leaving or not!"

"If I wait any longer, they'll dock my bonus!"

"Okay, okay, here it comes." Bina got up and walked towards the bus, glancing back at the live stream every now and then, muttering to herself, "The coach should be on the other side."

She tiptoed up the bus steps and immediately looked at the small live broadcast screen above the front of the bus.

Shui Qian leaned out halfway to help her hold the backpack strap, muttering, "What's meant to happen will happen, what's the rush?"

“You don’t understand.” Bi Nai’er found a seat towards the back and sat down, still intently watching the screen. “I’ve been watching this for a long time.”

Shuiqian shook his head helplessly and stepped on the gas.

"Whoa—" Binel screamed, "Slow down, sister!"

"We're in a hurry, my dear little hero," Shui Qian said softly. "The loser from the eleventh floor also needs to leave by car, and I have to go pick him up."

Upon hearing this, Binair frowned slightly, a strange feeling rising within her: "Then..."

"Why...not go and pick up the other semi-finalist?"

"Didn't they say that all four finalists can be reincarnated?"

Shui Qian's gaze flickered slightly, her voice carrying a complex tone: "He gave up."

"I see." Binaire's voice softened, but there was a hint of discomfort in it.

It's hard to explain, hard to define.

She has forgotten a lot, and doesn't even know what she has forgotten—whether it's people or events.

“You can get off now. The top four can only recover 25% of their spiritual power,” Shui Qian said in a low voice. “If we aim for the next competition, our results might be even better.”

Bina shook her head and decisively refused: "No, I have to rush back to Bian Yuelong."

"We've made it to the playoffs, let's go back and win the championship!"

She pursed her lips, tried to cheer herself up, and regained some of her spirits.

"Playoffs, team members..." Shuiqian murmured to himself, his thoughts returning to a dozen minutes earlier.

At that moment, she went to the hidden room to pick up the loser.

But then they saw Luo Bai building a tomb, and a cold aura condensed in the air.

She felt like she was suffocating, too nervous to speak, and could only gaze at the name on the tombstone from afar—Bian Yuelong-Nanyang Ling.

This naming convention is typically used by members of the fortress team.

Mizuki recovered from her reverie, turned her head slightly, glanced at the excited Bina, but ultimately couldn't bring herself to say it.

The wind on the eleventh floor was not as biting as it was below; it gently caressed the grass on the mountaintop, carrying a faint floral fragrance.

Yilan stood in the middle of the grass, her black robe swaying gently in the wind. She gazed into the distance, her eyes somewhat unfocused.

The opponent hasn't arrived yet.

"That idiot..."

She crouched down, gently stroking the wildflowers at her feet, a ripple of emotion stirring within her.

During the current that runs through the fourth and fifth floors, she imitated her sister's demeanor, made bold movements, and promised to see him again in the finals.

However, she had no idea how to face it.

The snow-capped mountain cannot allow two champions; that wooden door can only allow one person to pass through.

Everyone has a reason to go back.

Ilan took a deep breath and took out the Source Card from the deck box. Before the duel begins, this card can be printed in the shape of other cards.

As long as you have no more than three of the same card, the Duel Disk will not report an error.

"What should we print?" Yi Lan frowned, her little brain starting to work.

Her intelligence network is too narrow, and her imagination is a bit lacking.

Or rather, what she actually wanted was a ring.

"Transform for me!" Yi Lan gripped the Source Card tightly, closed her eyes, and made a wish.

She nestled in her own little world, talking to herself, hoping that the Source Card would turn into a ring.

If possible, two are fine too.

Faith will move mountains to open.

Perhaps moved by the heavens, the image of a ring slowly appeared on the blank surface of the Source Card.

A loud "boom" interrupted everyone's thoughts.

The elevator has successfully reached the eleventh floor.

The person on the other end of the final has finally arrived.

Luo Bai exhaled softly, and white mist filled the air: "The eleventh floor is actually open-air."

The enclosed, scorching lava chamber had transformed into a spacious, slightly cool mountaintop. His body hadn't adjusted yet, and his breathing became somewhat rapid.

He looked around, then his gaze suddenly froze.

A familiar wooden door, a wooden door connecting to the uncharted realm.

A petite figure squatted in front of the wooden door, teasing the flowers and plants on the ground with her fingertips, her emotions unreadable.

"Sorry to keep you waiting," Luo Bai said in a deep voice.

As he spoke, he reached into his pocket.

There was a ring there, crafted from pure Martian material, radiating warmth.

This might be the last chance to send it out.

After the duel, it's unknown when we'll meet again.

"I..." Luo Bai hesitated, his hand rubbing the ring in his pocket. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

His heartbeat was exceptionally clear on the silent mountaintop. His hands trembled slightly, and he tried several times to take a step forward, but then stopped in his tracks.

"Let's begin," Yi Lan said indifferently, standing up.

[Eleventh floor, the duel begins]

[Priority is]

[Blue Side]

Looking at the projection in front of her, Yi Lan pondered for a moment and said, "I want to attack from behind."

Chapter 692 The Final Duel (3)

"Let him go first?" Luo Bai frowned slightly, many card decks flashing through his mind.

A host of talented backline attackers, including [Electronic Dragon], [Heavenly Cup Dragon], [Sky Striker Princess], and [Source Number].

He rejected each of his guesses; she couldn't possibly use those decks.

There is only one answer left.

It's that amazing set of "White Dragon".

At the Ruins of the Gods, when everyone was helpless against the first-stage King, she won the duel with a deck of 3 White Dragons, 3 Rising Dragons, and 34 general-purpose cards.

Oh no.

Without Lady Ash Blossom, how can we fight the enemy?

The intelligent referee has already assigned priority, so the deck can no longer be changed; otherwise, I could have printed another card using the source card.

[First strike]

[Red Team]

[Duel Begins]

The duel disk between the two players made a crisp sound, and five cards popped out from the top of the deck slots.

Luo Bai took a deep breath, picked up the card, and said in a low voice, "My turn."

The moment they saw the move begin, their eyes lit up.

Source card right from the start?

In this battle of destiny, both of their destinies reached their peak and began to influence each other.

Upon entering the main phase, Luo Bai's first action was to play the Source Card: "Activate the Spell Card - [Bitter Choice]".

"Choose five cards from your deck, your opponent chooses one card to add to your hand, and the remaining four cards are sent to the graveyard."

Upon hearing this, those who knew a thing or two exclaimed in surprise.

Commentator Shen Shen was the first to exclaim: "Luo Bai played an ancient lost card first, that's terrifying!"