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"Oh, is this the place?"

"Yes."

The purple-haired girl turned her head.

There was a glimmer of light in her eyes, as if a shooting star was passing through.

Doma: Chapter 174: The Justice Alliance's Decisive Battle Weapon

Several days have passed since the departure.

Liva yawned and unfolded the map in the shape of a scroll in her hand.

"So fast."

Space warping? High-speed movement? She wasn't sure how her team moved—it was fast anyway.

By now, we've already crossed half the planet. I believe we'll reach our destination soon.

"The destination, 'Orcust's Tower of Babel'..."

Liva pulled down her hood and stared at the black fabric in a daze.

(It seems that the face cannot be completely covered... How about adding a mask or something?)

If his appearance were discovered by Orcust Longkielsu, who was far away in the Tower of Babel, his dueling career would be over.

"What's wrong, little Liva? You look so sad."

The emerald-haired elf walked over to Liva and looked at her gazed palm.

"…I'm wondering if I should wear an extra mask."

"mask?"

The "Sacred Tree's Holy Icon Knight" squatted down and poked Liva's face a few times with his fingertips.

"Well?"

"She has a pretty face, but she usually hides it—what a shame, even wearing a mask or something."

"There's a reason for that... uh."

Liva suddenly found herself a little difficult to explain.

What do you mean? I look a bit like your leader's childhood sweetheart, so I have to avoid suspicion?

Or, when you observe the celestial phenomena at night, you see someone who looks a bit like the sister of the guy you are going to fight in a few days. Are you afraid that the other party will immediately have a faith when they see her, and her virtue will be released to double her combat power?

(No, no, no, either way it's a bit abstract, right?)

Looking at Liva's slightly distorted expression, the leader of the Divine Tree Clan smiled, rubbed her head, and stood up.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. You can wear the hat as long as you want. It's okay."

"As for the mask, if you really want it, come find me at the Sacred Tree unit, right?"

After saying a few words, the elf walked away briskly.

Leaving Liva lying alone on the grass.

"……call."

With a soft sigh, Liva pulled the hood back over her head.

It seems a bit difficult to let her go to find the emerald-haired elf by herself.

These days, apart from the ever-busy Oram who could be seen from time to time, the only one who would come to this somewhat remote corner to find him was the "Knight of the Holy Tree".

To be honest, Liwa hadn't initially imagined that the man who had greeted her beneath the treehouse was actually the leader of the "Sacred Tree" tribe—he was the leader after all? Being a receptionist was a bit too approachable, wasn't it?

Moreover, even though the other party had asked her the name "Liva", she still didn't know what the green-haired elf was called.

(Although there are reasons why I’m not that enthusiastic…)

A few butterflies flew in front of Liva and danced gracefully. She waved her hand and scattering these little white creatures.

(Come to think of it, I've been obsessed with animals lately, haven't I? It seems like it started after Duel City ended...)

Liva followed her instinct and looked at the grass below her - a squirrel had run up to her side at some point and was staring at her blankly with its eyes wide open.

This was probably a characteristic of her own body... Judging from the card description of "The Shrine Maiden Who Received the Star Cup," she seemed to have a strong affinity for nature—Liva carefully poked the squirrel's tail.

The little creature's eyes became even duller.

"...Be more hygienic and wash your hands."

This kind of ability is a bit far-fetched for someone like Liwa who has never left a modern city.

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Ningjiersu felt that something was very wrong with the Tower of Babel in recent days.

Ever since that invasion by outsiders, his intuitive alarms had been ringing from time to time—but no matter what, even after checking the tower's surveillance equipment and logs, he couldn't find the source of the sense of danger.

"...and then look at the storage room."

Ningirsu opened the door of the storage room for the third time today with hurried steps. The purple-haired girl still had her eyes closed, lying in the crystal-clear container, as if she were asleep.

"……no problem."

On the day when the invader destroyed part of the Tower of Babel's outer shell - fortunately it was just the outer shell - Ningirsu checked this room several times, and the result was the same as today, with no difference.

So what went wrong? Was it the robot?

…There should be no problem. Aside from the day she was paralyzed by the invaders and unable to move due to repairs, there has been no difference from usual.

The strange feelings of the past few days made Ningirsu begin to doubt the intuition he had gained from hunting as a warrior - he immediately discarded this idea.

"We must be extremely careful. The plan has reached its final stage..."

Ningirsu sighed and sat down on an abandoned steel plate.

In any case, if it was just this level of vigilance, he would not give up.

"Heh, if Oram knew what I'm doing now, he'd probably attack me without a word..."

Figures from the past flashed before his eyes.

The blond man had become very vague in memory due to the erosion of time - this made Ning Jiersu miss him a little.

He is not a cold-blooded person.

He never - well, except for the first few days after the incident - regarded the boy who was always smiling as the culprit of the tragedy. On the contrary, Ningirsu knew very well who was responsible for all this.

But no matter who was to blame, the person he cared about most was no longer able to come back - so Ning Jiersu was also very clear that he was an emotional guy, a madman who was dominated by emotions to the extreme.

"So, anyway..."

So, no matter what, whether it belongs to someone else or yourself, no matter what the cost, we must change this outcome.

Someone will surely come to stop him—just like the so-called "Hero of the Stars" in ancient legends who fought against the evil ones who tried to master the "Great Darkness."

Ningirsu could sense it. He knew those people were not far away and would soon arrive at this place.

“…Eve, don’t forgive me.”

Ningirsu muttered to himself and closed his eyes.

His figure shrank, shrank, and shrank again...

Finally, it became a corner of the Tower of Babel and a pixel on the display screen.

——A pixel in the monitoring device flashes red.

“…I never thought it would actually work.”

The body of data flow wanders freely in the lines.

Snowflake-like noise, combined between zeros and ones, revealed the shadow of a gray-haired girl.

"Wuhu! Now I can say I was a cyber ghost!"

Siren clenched her fists excitedly—this was the power of the "electronic world"!

The technological content of "Orcust's Tower of Babel" has probably long surpassed the concept of "the Internet"...

...But unfortunately, even the Siren, who was well-informed about network intrusions, managed to project her consciousness into Orcust's Tower of Babel with the help of cards like "Maris" and "Firewall Dragon".

"Hehe, I opened it first!"

Although complete control is unlikely, after all, if it is too much, Ningjiersu will definitely find out - but if there is a little interference, Siren can definitely succeed.

"Let's just increase the delay of the peripheral mechanical units a bit... That way, the attacking 'Icon Knights' will definitely make it to the bottom of the Tower of Babel."

"And... hehe."

Siren she succeeded.

Trying to get into the consciousness of Orcust Galatea—she might even have the chance to transform into Strong■·Silver■ and scare the puppet when they were alone... if the current Orcust Galatea could feel scared.

"Hehe... Although it feels like I'm bullying a little girl, this is all for the greater good!"

After the Siren, who had been shrinking in another dimension, regained consciousness, she put her hands on her hips and laughed out loud.

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International Illusion Society Headquarters.

On the rooftop of the building, Yugi Muto and others had been waiting there for a long time.

The roar of a helicopter came from the horizon - and soon, it was right in front of us.

With his white windbreaker lifted up, Kaiba Seto jumped down from the helicopter which was at least five meters above the ground with his usual momentum.

"You're here, Kaiba."

"Hmph—I've already figured out where the headquarters of those guys named Doma is."

Thanks to a few people who seemed to have been messing with Doma during this period, Seto Kaiba successfully turned Doma's secrets upside down without much pressure.

"That company called Palladius is just the surface decoration used by Doma to send people."

“Palladium!?”

Honda called out - maybe other people didn't know much about it, but as his family ran a car company, the name was well-known to him.

"Is that the super international trading company? My family was negotiating business with them a few months ago—Haiba, are you saying this is just a decoration for them?!"

"That's the truth. The destination of this helicopter is the headquarters of that company."

Kaiba grabbed the helicopter's ladder.

"If you want to leave, hurry up. We don't have time to waste. If we're any later, Naiya might not be able to hold on."

"Wait, Kaiba—"

Yami Yugi picked up his card box and pulled out a card.

"The legendary dragon Timaeus."

"——This card tells me that you have the same card in your hand."

"..."

The seahorse paused, didn't answer, and jumped back into the helicopter in a few steps.

However, this reaction already proves that Yami Yugi's guess is correct.

"Hey! Come up quickly!"

Seahorse Trojan leaned his head out of the window of the cargo helicopter and waved to the people below.