The card player needs to win easily

But she didn't look very happy.

"It's not a real God Card..."

Yami Yugi's gaze turned to Malik in the audience.

If the person in front of him is not holding the real God Card, then excluding everyone present, there is only one answer left.

"Could it be that!"

Kaiba reacted immediately.

The unconscious person on the stage was just a shield.

"Oh, you finally found it! Pharaoh!"

Even though half of his face had become hideous due to inexplicable pain, Malik still pointed his thousand-year-old staff at the Pharaoh with hatred.

"Hey, could it be that Namu..."

Jonouchi looked at Malik in shock.

"I'm Malik, that's right—Uhhhhhhhhh!"

As if his consciousness was hit hard by something, Malik took a step back with his eyes wide open.

“…I can’t…I can’t do this…”

Lishid's hand touched the thousand-year-old jewelry that fell to the ground.

Like a last ray of light, it brings a glimmer of light to the consciousness that has fallen into darkness.

"We can't let another personality appear..."

"Another personality?"

Yami Yugi supported Lishid who fell down again.

"I want to...get up...!"

However, no matter how strong one's willpower is, punishment will come as expected.

The thousand-year-old jewelry slipped from my hands.

"This person is completely unconscious!"

The moment Yami Yugi realized that Lishid had lost his voice, Malik's screams stopped.

The hands covering his face slowly fell.

The hair that was originally quite neat was raised up in a frivolous way.

"Out."

Malik's voice slowed.

From extreme anger to joy.

"The second personality...!"

Realizing that the Millennium Staff's activity intensity was completely different from before, Yami Yugi looked at Malik warily.

"Finally, this troublesome guy has been brought down."

"Split personality again? Humph, duelists should all see a psychiatrist."

Knowing that the true God Card was not damaged, Kaiba returned to his normal self.

"Since the guy on the stage is already spiritually dead—"

Open the handle of the thousand-year-old tin staff to reveal the sharp end.

The other Malik, who had full control over his body, smiled dangerously and climbed onto the duel stage.

"What do you want to do!"

Yami Yugi stood in front of the fallen Lishid.

He had a premonition that if he let Malik go, he would definitely see a scene that would make him regret it.

"What? Pharaoh, can't you even see this? I just plunged the other end of this thousand-year-old staff into his heart."

Malik said something very scary in a very casual tone.

"...Isn't this person one of your men?!"

"Subordinates? Hahahahaha!"

Malik, who was almost laughing to death, raised the thousand-year-old staff.

"It seems that Pharaoh, you have no idea about the relationship between my appearance and this bastard."

"This guy named Lishid is his spiritual pillar. If I kill him here, will my weak outer personality never come out again?"

(He actually intended to do this in public!)

Yami Yugi, standing before Malik, understood the true nature of the man before him.

If the outer Malik is an avenger who will do anything to achieve his goal, then the dark Malik is a pure madman.

"Get out of the way, Pharaoh—let this guy disappear from everyone's sight forever, just like those banned cards!"

An Malik suddenly blocked his face with the thousand-year-old staff.

A card flew towards Malik in the strong wind, but was blocked in time and deviated from its trajectory, hitting the platform behind Dark Malik.

"Chaos Dragon Chaos Ruler"

"...What did you just say?"

Siren had a dark face, and the atmosphere around her had another frightening meaning to Malik.

"how dare you--"

"Shh!"

Two more cards flew out.

One hit Malik's right side, forcing him to dodge.

The other one was aimed at Malik's head and slashed across fiercely.

A blood mark appeared on his cheek.

"Ancient Vanguard Kyle Burke"

Ancient Guard Akito

(?)

Why is she so irritable as soon as she comes back?

Looking at these flying cards, and then checking the latest news on the panel -

Oh, I see.

Liva looked at the three prohibited cards and fell silent.

"I'll let you off this time, you six-year-old!"

"Six...six years old??!"

The damage is not high, but it is extremely insulting.

Even if Dark Malik was really only split out for six years and was a chaotic and cheerful person.

But this doesn't mean that the mental age of this "Chaos Insurgency" is really that old... or perhaps from the appearance point of view, it is really that old.

In short, combined with the personal threats just now, he was undoubtedly furious!

"I'll let you become a sacrifice to darkness first!"

Malik pointed the Millennium Staff at Liva, trying to control her.

"Contestant, if you continue to disrupt the duel, I will immediately disqualify you!"

Even a fool can see who is causing trouble.

Isono was certainly no fool—when he saw Seto Kaiba's dissatisfied expression, he immediately made a judgment.

"Tsk, you're lucky."

He put away the thousand-year-old tin staff in frustration.

An Malik was very unhappy that he couldn't do whatever he wanted in this place.

He also wanted to bury the Pharaoh and the hateful gray-haired girl in front of him with his own hands.

Being ousted before achieving this level of pleasure was not something he wanted to see.

(Once I have enough power, Kaiba Corporation, the first one to be destroyed will be you!)

"Well, fellow duelists, the third round of contestant draws is about to begin. Please return to the lobby and wait!"

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"Where's Celine?"

While waiting, Liva asked Siren, who seemed very unhappy...really unhappy.

“… She finally decided to go back on her own.”

It would be fine if I didn't mention it, but once I did, Siren would feel even more sad.

From the moment she returned to the room, Celine turned her gaze away from the picture of "The Sound of Strings that Split Through a Life of Evil" and stared at Siren.

When Siren felt uncomfortable being stared at but blushed for some reason, she spoke.

“…I shouldn’t be staying in this place.”

"Eh?"

The Siren blinked blankly.

"Send me back... You said you could do it."

"Leaving so soon?"

"……Um."

Celine can't wait any longer in this world.

She was afraid that if she left for too long, she would lose the courage to return to her companions.

(I absolutely cannot do this...it's betrayal.)

"Are you really leaving now?"

Siren still wanted to keep her here - especially after hearing about these experiences.

"Your companion's name is Liva, right?"

Selene paused.

"If one day, she was trapped somewhere else, what would you do?"

"……ok, I get it."

I can empathize with her. If Liva was kidnapped and done something to her one day, she would definitely rush to find her first.

It doesn't matter whether you call it reckless or overly reckless.

If that time really comes, Siren will definitely not let it go.

"I hope to see her again."

Liva sighed.

"The first contestant is Jonouchi Katsuya!"

The result of the wait is out.

Jonouchi looked at the result somewhat bewilderedly.

“Even though there are only two games left, I still feel very nervous about being picked.”

After tidying up his clothes, Jonouchi knew that it was finally his time to take the stage!

Looking at this scene, Liva suddenly had a mysterious premonition - a scene that seemed to have a sense of déjà vu.