Who let him play Yu-Gi-Oh!

"Master Malik."

Lishid walked in and bowed respectfully.

"I've told you so many times, there's no need to do this."

Malik, who was sitting on the sofa, waved his hand impatiently and said.

"The Pharaoh has returned to the underworld, and the three mythical god cards have disappeared from the world. Our mission as grave keepers has long ended, and you and I are no longer bound by the shackles of the past.

From now on we are just brothers, and I am no longer your master to serve."

It was not the first time he had said something like this, but Lishid had grown up in a grave-keeping family and had spent the first half of his life as a loyal servant of Malik. It was a habit formed over the years, and even if he was asked to change, it would be difficult for him to adapt.

"Forget it." Malik said, "Have you seen that person?"

Lishide said: "I saw it."

"Lose?"

Lishide said: "It was a complete failure."

Malik nodded. "After all, he is a man who has been awarded the title of King. It would be strange if he didn't have such strength."

But Malik was not a man who would be intimidated by the title of Duel King. After all, he was once a duelist who stood at the top, controlled the Supreme Phantom God, and competed with the strongest in the world.

Although the final result was not satisfactory, he did not feel that he was kicked out of the ranks of the strongest. He always believed that if there was a bit of luck involved, at least Kaiba Seto would have a chance to win, not to mention the Pharaoh.

However, he no longer had the revenge ambition he had back then, and he was not interested in the empty titles of duel champion or world champion, so he did not fight for them. He had not deliberately inquired about the situation of the strong in the current environment before.

But the clash between his familiar subordinate and the current Duel King did arouse his interest, so he continued to ask, "So, how did he break through your numerous traps and blockades?

Super fast attack? The extremely fast summoning and attack speed makes your trap deployment unable to keep up? Or summoning an ace monster with strong resistance? Or a strong attack breakthrough focusing on backfield destruction? "

But when he mentioned several tactics he had thought of, Lishid just shook his head.

"No." Lishide said sullenly, "It's not that he broke through me, but that I failed to break through him."

Malik: “?”

"He came up as the android Soga, a notice from the palace." Lishid said, "His Soga is endless, no matter how many times he is released, he can be resurrected immediately, and even evolved into an advanced form.

My entire deck was almost useless and I couldn't win."

Malik: “.”

After hesitating for a while, he spoke.

"Well Soga, that's unfortunate. It's hard for you. It seems that this Duel King does have some tricks up his sleeve."

At this time, a clear female voice came from behind: "But this is a good thing for us, isn't it?"

The two looked in the direction of the sound and saw Malik's sister Isis standing in front of the door.

"Sister." Malik stood up.

"The evil god is waking up, and the more power we can gather, the better." Isis said.

Malik nodded. "True. I hope he can handle it."

After a pause, Malik said with some regret: "Since the battle with Kaiba Seto, I haven't seen the first generation Duel King for many years. If it was Yugi Muto who personally sent off the Pharaoh in the battle ceremony, then he must have..."

Isis shook her head: "So many years have passed. The world can't rely on him alone forever."

"That's true."

Malik leaned back on the sofa, silent.

elsewhere.

It was a dark place, like a place filled with despair. The dark and thick clouds rolled like an ocean, and some huge dark outlines seemed to be hidden in the sea of ​​clouds.

In the darkness, a silhouette spoke.

"You missed?"

There was silence for a few seconds, and then another outline slowly rose from under the sea of ​​clouds. The shape could be vaguely seen to have a long body, a twisted tail and broad wings, vaguely resembling the image of the "Evil God·Eradicater" who had just fought with You Xuan.

"I was careless."

The Eraser said in a muffled voice.

The third shadowy silhouette snorted and said, "Not a Pharaoh, nor a priest. Just a normal human. Even the weakest among us, you are truly disgraceful."

The annihilator was a little dissatisfied and said with his neck stiff, "That kid used a dirty trick! I was not prepared for it.

Besides, the human host itself is too weak. I can only attach myself to that weakling and attack indirectly, which is too restrictive. If I could come forward in person, how could a mere human like me be qualified?"

"Okay."

The shadow interrupted it at first. The Eraser immediately shut up and dared not say anything more. Although it was an evil god, it seemed to be quite afraid of the pressure from its companion.

The original shadow said: "It's still the same question.

If it weren't for that abominable Pharaoh and his equally abominable human cronies, why would we be trapped in this situation?

If we can be free from the seal and be completely released, who in this world is qualified to fight us?"

As the three evil gods corresponding to the phantom gods, they only had the Pharaoh and the priests in their eyes. Now that the Pharaoh is gone, only the reincarnated priests are still a threat in this world.

The most dazzling of the reincarnated priests is undoubtedly the priest Set, who is now Kaiba Seto. He should have been a threat, but the evil gods had already encountered him many years ago when they attacked him last time. At that time, the evil gods possessed Pegasus Night Walker and easily defeated Kaiba Seto, so they no longer take him seriously after being defeated.

The only biggest problem is that they currently do not have a body that can move freely and exert enough power.

At this moment, a new force surged in this dark world. The dark sea of ​​clouds rose up, much smaller than the three silhouettes, and only looked like a human figure.

Such a tiny human being, yet faced these three gods calmly and confidently, looking quite indifferent.

This was a man in a black leather jacket, with short hair and a square face that looked like it was carved with a knife. He wore dark sunglasses on his nose and had a smile on his face that seemed to show he was always confident.

“Well, since the evil gods have so many inconveniences, we just happen to have an endless supply of bodies to facilitate our movements.

So what do you think about our previous proposal, Master Evil God?"

The man pushed up his sunglasses and chuckled.

"If we were to become the evil gods' spies, many things would probably be much easier, right?"

The three evil gods were silent for a moment.

After a moment, the first black shadow slowly spoke.

"Tell me your conditions again."