Let's play cards! In a different world of swords and magic

The Imperial Emperor Queldes is openly the strongest duelist in the Elf Continent.

Then defeating Queldes would mean...

"Duel King..."

The initial goal that You Ling set when he traveled through time was to reach the top of the Elf Continent and become the strongest duelist - the Duel King.

When I think about it this way, after defeating Queldes, it seems that this goal has been achieved.

However, before You Ling could change his mind and feel the joy of completing his life goal, the first thing that hit his body and soul was a huge feeling of exhaustion.

It was as if, as a duelist, the mental energy used to summon duel monsters was about to be drained.

The national land refining array.

The magic formation that covers the entire imperial capital, just as Weir said, as long as the duel goes on, regardless of the winner or loser, it will absorb the mental power of the duelists.

Before Aisha, the two duelists who dueled with Queldes, the Sword Master and the Gun God, also overdrew and fell into coma due to the existence of the National Land Refining Array.

As for this magic formation used to sacrifice to the God of Destruction, it was indifferent to what extent.

Kneeling on one knee, Queldes looked painful.

Even the emperor of the empire himself could not avoid being absorbed by the national land refining array.

Speaking of which, Queldes had won two duels before, which means he had been absorbed twice.

The reason why she didn't notice anything unusual could only be that the young emperor's mental power reserves were too terrifying.

If he had not lost to You Ling in such an intense duel, with Queldes's huge mental power, he could have fought a few more rounds of duels even if he was in the National Land Refining Array.

You Ling looked seriously at the suffering Queldes in front of him: "No one would be so cruel as to not even let himself go."

At least the current development is just as Violet-Aleister expected.

If Queldes knew about the National Land Refining Array, he would not have said that he accepted the challenge of everyone present, which was extremely arrogant and would harm both the enemy and us.

There is only one reason to do this.

The Imperial Emperor Queldes knew nothing.

"What on earth is going on, Mr. You Ling?"

Aisha, who could also feel the soul power slipping away, was filled with confusion.

"The process is too complicated, so I'll simply summarize it for you. From the very beginning, the person who planned to summon the Fantasy God tonight was not Emperor Queldes."

Because he was afraid that Prince Zefazoroa's plan would be exposed, after being captured, You Ling never dared to ask Queldes directly about the summoning of the fantasy virtual god.

This actually put You Ling himself into a blind spot.

No, if we think about it in reverse, even the fact that You Ling put himself in a blind spot was deliberately planned by someone.

So who can make this plan.

Snap, snap, snap~!

As if the truth was revealed at this moment, untimely applause broke out in the venue.

"You did a great job, Aisha Carlos. No, I should say Aisha Carlos and You Ling, you two did a great job~"

Prince Zefazoray walked out of the crowd while clapping and smiling, then slowly stepped forward.

"Although I didn't hold out much hope at first, I didn't expect that you guys would actually win. You successfully stopped my willful, arrogant, and conceited sister who didn't take me, her brother, seriously at all!"

While describing his sister, Prince Zefazoray's handsome facial features gradually became distorted by some complex emotions.

"I didn't expect the biggest obstacle to disappear just like that."

Walking up to Queldes, who was kneeling on one knee due to exhaustion, Zephyr squatted down and lifted up his sister's chin with his fingers.

"Is it this face? Every time I see your expression that seems like you don't care about anyone, it makes me, your brother, extremely annoyed!"

"Zefa, you!"

"Haha, I remember now. You have always been like this. You even don't want to call me brother. There is nothing I can do about it. This is the Saint Varian Empire that worships power. And you are stronger than anyone else, Queldes."

It looked like a scene of a quarrel between brother and sister, but that was not entirely the case.

If you think about it carefully, Zefazoar, as the eldest son of the royal family, was born in the Saint Varian Empire that worships power, but he has a sister who completely crushes him in terms of strength.

This guy must have had a very unfortunate childhood.

You Ling even felt that the distortion of Zefa Zoroark at this moment was entirely the result of years of accumulation, which was unexpected yet reasonable.

"Watch your tone when you talk to me, Zefa! Do you think I can do nothing to you in this state?"

Queldes glared with his icy blue eyes at his brother whose personality and expression had completely changed.

Although these were harsh words forced upon him, Queldes was still confident that even with only a bit of strength left in his body, it would be enough to deal with Zefa.

"How terrible, how terrible! A cornered dog will jump over the wall. If it were you, I think you could do it."

Zefa took back the fingers that were holding up Queldes' chin and stood up again.

"But Queldes, your glory as the strongest only ends today. From now on, I am the strongest one! I will use the power of the God of Destruction to completely crush you under my feet."

Along with Zefazoroark's arrogant words, the national land refining formation covering the entire imperial capital became violently agitated.

"For your great body, I offer the souls of all duelists. Descend here! The final numbered card - No. 1000!"

Chapter 565: Let's unite, Aisha! 2 chapters in 1

After activating the land refining array covering the entire imperial capital, Zephyr Zoroark finally had the momentum of the final boss.

"Final number, No. 1000?"

After the magic formation was activated, the absorption of mental power became more intense, and Queldes' expression became more painful.

However, compared to the physical pain, Queldes cared more about what Zefa had just said.

"I have never heard of the monster number 1000!"

No. 107 Galaxy-Eyes Time and Space Dragon, the ultimate of the Seven Emperors controlled by Quildos, is already the highest-numbered Xyz Monster Card known to date.

However, Zephyr Zoroark completely surpassed the currently known numbers and directly declared the monster numbered 1000.

"Monster? Hahahaha, this is not a monster, but Kami! NO.1000 is the number held by the greatest God of Destruction!"

"The God of Destruction!"

From childhood to adulthood, I have never even looked at that useless brother. He actually wanted to summon the legendary god who would destroy the world in seven days.

I don’t know how complicated Queldes’ mood is at this moment.

"Zefa, did you lie to us?"

Queldes was not the only one who had mixed feelings when watching this scene. The eldest prince Omar Caesar was also one of them.

Since their first meeting, the eldest sons of the two countries' royal families regarded each other as close soul friends.

Omar Caesar once thought that he understood Zephazoroa as well as he understood himself.

So when Zefazoar asked Omar for help to stop the summoning of the fantasy god and protect the empire and this elven continent, Omar Caesar did not hesitate at all.

As it turns out, Zephyr Soroa was the one who really wanted to summon the God of Destruction.

The dragon slayer eventually becomes an evil dragon... No, this guy is not worthy of being called a dragon slayer, he is the one who forged the evil dragon.

"Omar, I am very sorry, my dear soul friend. But if you are someone who truly understands me, you should also understand how much I long for this power. How much I long to be the king who reigns over everything like you!"

The two men were initially like-minded, and now Omar Caesar has been designated as the heir to King Lewarden.

However, Zefazoar could only watch his sister ascend the throne of the Saint Varian Empire because of his lack of strength.

"The fate determined at birth, the cause and effect of tearing and wailing. Who can truly understand my pain and unwillingness!"

Zephyr Zoroark, who was in the midst of violent power, howled to the sky, and two lines of black and red tears of blood lay in the corners of his eyes.

"But all this will end today. Through the power of the God of Destruction, my life and the history of the Saint Varian Empire will open a new chapter!"

In the terrifying explosion of magic power from the magic formation, the two lines of blood and tears flowing from Zefazoroark dried up in an instant, leaving only two black marks on his face that looked like a curse.

"What it is!?"

At this time, the banquet venue in the palace was already in a state of ruins due to the battle between You Ling and Queldes.

Especially the ceiling that was broken through by the giant summoned beast Elysion, which turned the venue into an open-air venue. When you look up, you can see the starry sky flowing in the dark night.

It was precisely because it came into view that everyone noticed the huge body that was slowly emerging under the indescribable starry sky.

"Show your great form that can destroy everything and sign a summoning contract with me! Chaos No. 1000 Fantasy God Neumelonius——!"

You Ling finally recognized it. The huge creature that appeared under the starry sky at this moment was the god placed in the Imperial Cathedral, who was believed to be the absolute power of the empire.

It's just the entity of the illusory god, but it's much larger than the statue.

It is so huge that a rough observation shows that the area of ​​its body appearing in the starry sky alone is comparable to the area of ​​the entire imperial capital.

This god, which is almost as big as the entire imperial capital, is madly absorbing the power of countless duelists through the formation covering the land of the imperial capital.

"It's not enough! A god who destroyed the world in seven days can still evolve into something greater. As for sacrifices, I'll give you as many as you want!"

Seeing the stronger posture of the dreamy virtual god Numeronius, You Ling suddenly remembered the seven murals in the Imperial Cathedral.

After experiencing the seven-day destruction of prehistoric civilization, the body that the Dream God finally presented was completely different from the angelic whiteness that appeared when he first descended.

It was a chaotic darkness stained by endless destruction, extremely uneasy and ominous.

"Do you want to summon that form of the Fantasy God?"

It was definitely very bad, even You Ling knew it, as the last appearance in the seven-day world-destroying mural, it was equivalent to the end of the narrative epic, which could not be reversed and there was no room for rewriting.

And most importantly, the evolution of the Fantasy God is even more powerful than the spiritual power absorbed at birth.

Duelists of You Ling and Queldes' level can still hold on, but other duelists in the National Land Refining Array, and even ordinary civilians, will most likely die from overdraft.

"Hahahahahaha!" In the center of the magic formation, Zephyr Zoroark looked up at the sky and laughed wildly.

"It's too late! I have to thank you for removing the biggest obstacle for me, You Ling. Now, no one can stop me!"

"Don't be too confident!"

The childish voice interrupted Zefa's wild laughter.

Why do rescuers always like to show up at the last minute? You Ling didn't understand, was this just the bad taste of that little bitch?

The absorption of spiritual power came to an abrupt halt, as if the power supply had been cut off, and the light of the National Land Refining Array suddenly dimmed.

It can be seen that the magic mark set up in advance by the little Loli Wei'er against the country's refinement played an effect at the last moment.

This also made You Ling understand why Wei'er said at the time that although it was impossible to completely stop the refining, at least the worst outcome could be prevented.

The worst outcome refers to the final evolution completed by the fantasy god Neumelonius, who devours all the creatures in the imperial capital.

"Bakana!"

The transmission of magic power was forcibly stopped, and Zephyr Soroa looked shocked and doubtful.

Although I don't know who said that childish voice just now, he was able to stop Zefa Zoroark from preparing the National Land Refining Array for a whole year and stop the Zoroark family's secret magic.

"It's impossible! The only people who can stop the Soraya family's secret magic formation are the great sages who have long disappeared in the Elf Continent!"

"Don't I look like a great sage?"

Finally, the best time to appear came. Under the special effects of the space teleportation magic, Weir's loli body stepped out lightly.

To be honest, it's not like that at all. Even if he didn't say it directly, Zephyr Zoroark's expression at that moment had already given the answer.

"who are you?"

"The world is so fickle. The descendants of Zoroa, don't you recognize me anymore?" Weier put on her signature smirk: "Although you don't know me, I know your... great-great-grandfather~"

"Knowing my great-grandfather? Stop kidding!"

Zefazoroark just felt that the little loli in front of him was playing tricks on him.

In the Soraya family, my great-great-grandfather was already a member of a certain generation. I was afraid that when my great-great-grandfather passed away, the little girl of this age was not yet born.

"I'm not kidding. This magic formation of yours was left by your great-great-grandfather! He was called - the Great Sage of Absolute Fire, Zoroa!"

Zefa Soraya was stunned. What the little girl said was completely accurate. However, this secret should only be known by the people of the Soraya family.

"I guess Zoroark must have left a lot of information about me in his relics. Do you remember this form?"

After saying that, the bright crystal light instantly enveloped Weil's petite loli body.