Hey! Let's play cards

"No wonder we couldn't find him. Is he underground?"

After killing the middle-aged guard, the Insect King was ready to leave.

The flame of hope that had been rekindled was about to go away again, and the prisoners around them became anxious.

"Hey, hey, hey! Let me out! I can 1v5!"

"We can discuss anything. I also have a huge treasure. I can tell you where the treasure is."

"Please have mercy on me and let me go!"

……

Pleading, threatening, cursing, begging on one's knees, good and bad, pleasant and unpleasant...all kinds of words filled the Insect King's head.

To stay in this prison, even if there is a slight possibility, they are willing to give up all their dignity, rack their brains, and humbly lower their posture to fight for it.

However, the Insect King seemed not to have heard it and walked in another direction of the prison area according to the information just given by the guard.

"No! Don't give up on me. I can do anything. Please let me go from here! Please!"

"Wuwuwu! Don't go! Don't go!"

"Haha! Haha! We're all going to die here. We're all going to die here."

Seeing that the Insect King had no intention of letting them go, many criminals finally went crazy amidst the ups and downs.

Cursing, crying, and hysteria, many criminals banged on the cell doors frantically, trying desperately to leave.

The Insect King didn't care about that. What would it matter if he saved them? Among the tasks assigned, there was no one item about rescuing prisoners.

With the Insect King's strength, it was more than enough to deal with it, so he would not waste time saving them, even if it was just to kick the key at his feet in front of the cell.

"what--"

Screams, blood, pain, how many prisoners are ready to commit suicide tonight?

……

Continuing forward along the dim corridor, the screams gradually faded away, and the further we went in, the quieter it became.

The Insect King strolled leisurely through a series of traps and mechanisms, which, apart from causing some minor troubles, were unable to stop him.

A deep and secluded staircase appeared in front of the Insect King, winding all the way down.

"Found it!" The Insect King took a step and walked down the stairs one by one.

At the door of the lower-level cell, a team of guards wearing duel disks formed a formation and stood guard here.

Da da da!

The steady and rhythmic footsteps became deathly notes, and every time they got closer, I felt the ghosts of the dead emerging.

Even if the Insect King walks slowly, what is coming will still come.

After turning a corner, the Insect King met the guards.

"Yohoo! Why don't you give me some face..."

"attack!"

Before the Insect King could finish his words, the guards immediately launched an attack.

"Alas! It seems that my face-saving ability is still not enough." The Insect King sighed in a pretentious manner.

A new killing begins!

Inside the cell on the lower level, the Black King felt the vitality outside gradually dissipating. Apart from darkness, there was no one else who could have gone to so much trouble to come here.

"The Insect King? It's strange that the trouble-seeking kid would come all the way here!"

The Black King did not show a trace of joy. There was no sense of comradeship between dark duelists. The Insect King came here with only one purpose.

"I have also become a discarded child. It's really... really... really frustrating."

There is only one chance of survival left in the outside world.

bang-bang-bang-

There was a loud banging sound coming from the door of the cell on the ground floor.

As expected of a cell that held the most dangerous prisoners, it took the Insect King ten minutes to smash a hole in the door.

"Finally succeeded! Where did you buy this door? The quality is so good! I must install the same one in my room."

The Insect King, dressed in his iconic black robe, stood outside the door and enthusiastically greeted the Black King who was deep in the darkness.

"Hi! Old man, long time no see."

The Black King stared at the Insect King, who was smiling playfully, and said in a calm tone, "You're here! I thought it was Mr. T himself who came."

The Insect King complained: "There is nothing I can do! Who told me that my status is lower than his?"

Facing his former... er... partner? The Insect King was willing to waste some time.

"I thought you were going to evade me. What happened? Are you finally willing to come out of your warm little nest?"

The Insect King waved his hands helplessly and complained, "There's nothing we can do! The master at the top is about to come. Don't you know how violent the darkness is right now?"

"That sir!!! Is it going to wake up?"

The Black King was extremely excited. He twisted his body subconsciously, the chains rattled, and pus and blood oozed from his unhealed wounds.

"Yes! Didn't you notice? The darkness is having a party." The Insect King explained.

Compared to the Black King's excitement, the Insect King seemed quite indifferent.

"I didn't expect it... I didn't expect it... Hey! Let me out. I can't die here. I haven't seen the supreme power of that adult yet. I can't! I can't die here."

The Black King, who had intended to face death calmly, twisted his body hard, struggling to survive.

Can't die! Can't die! At least not now!

The Black King longed for a chance of survival.

The Black King, who knew something about the Insect King, immediately put forward his own conditions.

"I know where to find the out-of-print action figure you've always wanted. The collector's edition of the Deadly Combat cassette! The only one in the world. I have it.

There are also Deep Blue, Brave Adventure, and Heart of Bronze, these out-of-print cartridges, as long as you let me go and take me out, they will all be yours."

The Black King's conditions really made the Insect King excited.

To the Insect King, these are priceless treasures.

At the same time, in the monitoring room, the warden had a panoramic view of everything through the hidden cameras in the cell.

The Insect King's original mission was to get rid of the Black King, but under the instigation of the Black King, he hesitated.

in case……

If the Insect King chooses to get rid of the Black King and leave here obediently, the warden will not press the button of the little mushroom, resulting in a lose-lose situation.

If the Insect King chooses to rescue the Black King, then for the sake of the prison's century-old reputation, the warden would rather let everything turn to ashes than destroy the legend of this prison.

The final choice lies in the hands of the Insect King.

Chapter 461: Storms Rising

At this moment, inside the prison, the hearts of two people were beating violently. This would be the most tense moment in their lives.

Destroy or not destroy

The Insect King pondered for a moment and stopped pacing back and forth.

"Okay! Okay! Who says I'm a good person?"

The Insect King's words made the Black King happy, but the Jailer unhappy.

In the monitoring room, the warden had already opened the button and placed a finger on it, ready to press it at any time.

"Thank you for saving my life. It's really a good deal." The Black King smiled. When he thought about being able to witness the great power of that adult with his own eyes, he couldn't help but feel excited.

"Eh? Did you make a mistake? I don't intend to save you." Seeing that the Black King had misunderstood, the Insect King immediately explained: "I am a good person. When I send you off, I will make sure that I will do it steadily, accurately and ruthlessly, so that you will leave without any pain."

After surviving the catastrophe and being beaten back to his original form in an instant, the Black King's expression collapsed. He found that the Insect King had raised his hand, and he struggled and said:

"Wait...wait! Don't you want those out-of-print cartridge figures?"

"I want them! It's a pity that I have no chance to be with them. After all, if I don't get rid of you, that master will kill me."

Although the Insect King was very envious of the Black King's conditions, he was afraid that he would get the goods but not live to play.

He doesn't want to risk his life for a few game cartridges. Steady and steady progress is the way to go.

The Black King lowered his head, seemingly giving up resistance.

“Is that so? If that’s the case… If that’s the case… I… I… I won’t die here!!!”

The Black King squeezed out the last bit of his strength, and the darkness beside him turned into a black gun, and launched a sneak attack towards the Insect King's head.

As the Black King's desperate attempt, the speed of this black gun is even faster than when it is at full strength.

After delivering this attack, the Black King's hair turned gray, his complexion was gloomy, he was extremely exhausted, and his life span was greatly shortened. He might not live more than a year.

"Did...did it succeed?" The Black King spat out a mouthful of black blood and raised his head with great effort, trying to check whether the Insect King was alive or dead.

"Old man! Why bother?" The voice of the Insect King reached the ears of the Black King.

The clouds are light and the breeze is gentle, calm and unhurried.

What if it fails?

The Insect King grabbed the black gun with one hand and crushed it into powder with a light squeeze.

"You can't do this to me. I have done great things for the darkness, I have shed blood for the darkness, I have taken care of all matters, big and small.

The White King is a traitor, the Pluto is a lunatic, and you don't care. I am the real boss of the Dark Duelists, you can't..."

The Black King's body froze in place, as several spikes from the ground shot up from the bottom, piercing through the Black King's head, heart, and other vital parts.

"It's so ugly! Can't you just cooperate a little?" After confirming that the Black King was completely dead, the Insect King prepared to leave.

Before leaving, the cell next door caught the attention of the Insect King.

What kind of dangerous existence must be imprisoned in a cell that is as close to the Black King's?

However, the Insect King had no intention of opening the cell.