Yu-Gi-Oh, the tenth generation of card-playing simulator!

"Gather..."

A long sigh escaped the old man's mouth.

...

"Uncle Wayne, what's going on?"

Judai, who had just finished training, wiped the sweat from his head and was a little confused about the sudden movement in the village. He then quickly asked the samurai uncle who he had become more familiar with in the past two days.

"We have to go."

After putting on his armor, Wayne looked at the young man in front of him with a serious expression:

"We are needed on the front lines!"

"Are we going to fight that three-pronged dragon...?"

The other party's words immediately reminded Judai of the three-headed dragon he encountered at the beginning of his time travel.

"Yeah." Wayne nodded and sheathed the dagger.

"We caused that trouble, now it's time to pay it back!"

"what about me?"

Judai picked up the long sword in his hand, feeling uneasy but also eager to try.

"you...?"

Tiger General Wayne looked at the young man in front of him:

"Train hard and become a world-famous swordsman."

There was a hint of confusion in his honest voice:

"The bigwigs in the clan all praised you, but Wayne is too dull to see it. However, the words of our ancestors are not wrong, so keep going, young man!"

Wayne patted Judai's shoulder heavily, then left with the main force.

...

"Brother Judai, everyone has left..."

In the somewhat quiet ice area, a girl with green hair and holding a magic wand rashly broke into the training ground.

"Vinda?"

Judai stopped training again and looked at the person who came.

The girl was petite and not tall, and was wearing a gray windbreaker.

She was also a child taken in by Noelia during the war, and she planned to send her back to her original Xunfeng tribe after the war was over.

"What do we do now?"

A slightly tender voice came out of his mouth, but it was hard to hide his eagerness to try.

"What should we do?" Judai asked confusedly.

"We were participating in the war then, and we could have participated in the war!"

She clenched her small fists, and then, as if to prove her strength, she swung out a massive hurricane from her staff, blowing it crookedly towards a nearby building.

"How about it, I'm awesome!"

Although the target was slightly off target, Vinda was quite proud to see that she had knocked down the house with one strike.

"Awesome." Judai looked at the scene in front of him with envy. After all, before Uncle Wayne left, he was commented that his backhand was weak and his forehand was not good. Compared with Vinda, there was indeed a big gap.

"But..." New doubts arose in Judai's mind:

"What about the house? Isn't this the house of the sorcerer who taught you magic? Why did you destroy the house while he was away?"

"Ah...this..."

Vinda looked at him with hopeful eyes:

"Brother Judai, you will help me, right..."

...

Veenda finally ran away.

"Really? Do people in this world really like to communicate via letters?"

After finishing his morning training, Judai arrived at Vinda's temporary residence, ready to share the food left by the transport troops. Unfortunately, the place was deserted, leaving only a long-awaited letter.

"Brother Tenth Generation, I am honored to receive your letter..."

Judai had only read half of the crooked letter when he felt a headache coming on.

Noelia had entrusted Vinda to me just two days ago, and I messed it up so quickly.

Judai got a headache when he thought about the other party fighting a dragon with a staff taller than a human.

"No, we have to find this guy."

A letter was born after ten generations of writing, and the already empty village lost another person.

...

"Kuri Kuri!"

On the vast ice field, the winged chestnut ball that was finally summoned flapped its wings and looked at this strange world curiously.

"Winged Kuritama, please help me figure out which way to go."

After greeting his companions in the sky, Judai also made his own request.

Although this simulated world is filled with various elves, it seems to be restricted by rules or the influence of will, and the tenth generation duel monsters are actually difficult to appear.

Fortunately, after this period of training, he accumulated a lot of "power of faith" and was finally able to summon the winged chestnut ball with his own strength.

"What, you don't know either?"

"Kuri Kuri~"

The winged chestnut ball flew back down, flapping its white wings and revealing an innocent little look.

"What should we do now..."

Judai was completely stumped as he looked at the snow-capped mountains around him that had almost no markings.

"Kuri-Kuri?"

"Go back first?"

Judai glanced at the road behind him. The heavy snow had already completely buried the footprints he had left.

“It seems like there’s no going back…”

...

"Huh~, buddy, you still have an idea."

Judai used his sword as a crutch, following an icy stream in an increasingly cold direction.

"If we follow the source of the cold air, we should be able to reach the battlefield."

Judai rubbed his hands together, placed the winged chestnut ball on his chest, and then exhaled again:

"But it's a bit too cold here..."

Chapter 175: Phoenix Arrives!

"Roar!"

Just as Judai and Yuyi Kuritama were struggling to move forward in the wind and snow, a giant dragon as cold and bloody as ice fell from the sky with a mournful roar, and an old man in simple clothes also fell with it.

"That is!"

"Curry!"

Judai and Tsubasa Kuritama looked at each other and hurriedly ran forward.

"Master Preacher!"

After barely helping the other person up, Judai's gaze fell on the frost dragon:

"A dragon never seen before..."

"Ahem, it's the origin of those three giant dragons, the ancestor of dragons that I sealed away in ancient times—the Spear Dragon."

"Our battle plan has failed." The old man's figure was floating, as if it would disappear in the next moment.

"I originally wanted to take advantage of the critical moment when the Poison Lance Dragon Knight weakened the three dragons to reseal them, but a sudden force helped the three of them return to their original form and transform into Spear Dragons again... ahem."

His face suddenly turned from pale to rosy:

"I'm sorry, but the strength of my clan and the Dragoon Regiment has been almost exhausted. Now you may be the only one who can stop it."

Under Judai's gaze, the old man's figure suddenly changed. His wrinkled skin became smooth and flawless again, and his sparse white hair gradually became dark and thick...

He is experiencing rejuvenation, or a last burst of youth.

In just a few breaths, the divine spirit transformed from a dying, skinny old man into a young mirror magician.

"Click..."

However, the good times didn't last long, as this body, newly rejuvenated, was about to shatter. The Mirror Mage, already aware of his own condition, showed no excessive fear as he pulled a long-treasured disc from his sleeve.

"Remember, every true duelist has boundless power within his heart."

His expression was full of gentleness and hope:

"Outside traveler, you are also a true duelist, right?"

"I..."

Just as Judai opened his mouth to speak, the body in front of him completely shattered, and the ice barrier artifact, after coming into contact with Judai, turned directly into the shape of a duel disk and fit tightly to his left arm.

...

"Who are you? Are you the helper that old guy found?"

Just as Judai fell into silence, the giant dragon that fell on the other side, perhaps after recovering from its injuries, or perhaps after seeing the disappearance of the divine spirit, finally mustered up the courage to come here.

In its memory, there is no such thing as the Tenth Generation. To it, he should be a stranger.

"Just a duelist who wants to stop you from destroying the world!"

Although he was a little surprised that the dragon could speak, Judai said firmly:

"Don't make any more mistakes!"

"Destroy the world?" A hint of doubt flashed across the dragon's eyes: "Why should I destroy the world?"

"But even so."

A scornful sneer emanated from the dragon's head:

"How are you going to stop me? With your fragile sword or that flying ball of fur?"