Who let him play Yu-Gi-Oh!

Somewhere, in a dark room.

clang!

It was the sound of something breaking on the floor.

"Stupid! Idiot! You are all a bunch of useless losers!"

The man in white kicked the table angrily, causing it to fall sideways to the ground, with everything on the table falling to the ground.

"Professor, professor, calm down."

"Calm down? How can I calm down?"

Professor Mackenzie from the American Duel Academy, who was Tragodia's true form, turned around angrily and glared at the two subordinates behind him.

The two people lowered their heads when he glanced at them, not daring to look him in the eye.

"I gave you instructions, clear instructions. I also gave you power, enough to rival the best of the best in the world."

He raised his voice, almost to a roar.

"And then? Is this how you repay me?"

"Such a simple command, such simple instructions, can't you understand?"

"Do you have to go up and deliver it?"

"It's fine if you just give it to me, but you also want to take along the card I gave you and the power I bestowed upon you?"

That's right, he was angry about giving Eleanora away for free and giving Mercury away as well.

Even Crayfish doesn't know the movements of everyone under his control at all times. Otherwise, in the comics, Rikke wouldn't have been able to challenge Hibiki in order to get rid of Crayfish.

So far, several copies of the Planet series have been given away.

He felt like a star-delivering boy.

This is not an exaggeration.

Since waking up in modern times, Crayfish has discovered that the legendary planet series is related to him. Since then, he has used various means and exhausted all resources to collect the nine cards of the planet series all over the world.

Yes, that's right. When this planet series was first released, it was generally accepted that there were nine planets in the world, so naturally there were nine in the planet series. If it were released today, it would naturally become eight.

In fact, even with Tragodia's ability, it is not easy to collect these nine cards.

The nine cards were scattered in the hands of different people, in different regions and countries. It was fine for a world-renowned duelist like Hibiki Momiji and a famous trump card of the Planet series, but this kind of cards could be snatched away by sheer strength.

What's even more troublesome is that the owners of some of these cards are rarely public, and never publicize the fact that they have the planet series. Therefore, Xiao Longxia has to investigate all over the world to find out who has those cards.

In other words, he, Xiaolongxia, has the ability to bewitch people. He is good at reading minds, mental manipulation and interrogating people to get the information he wants. He can easily obtain various information that ordinary people cannot get.

Even so, it took him a long time and consumed a lot of resources to get all the cards in his hand.

He then carefully selected the duelists he favored and gave several planet series to his subordinates as trump cards.

The planet series is not just a powerful card, but also a container for the cards that Xiaolong has found to be the most compatible with him. He seals his power in these cards, strengthening the power of his trusted subordinates while also making it easier for him to invade their bodies and control them at any time.

As a result, in the blink of an eye, several of these useless guys were killed for free.

Wouldn't it seem like all the planets that I had worked so hard to collect for so long were just for nothing for the Duel King?!

I'm so mad, I'm so mad!

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. He roared, and a dark aura burst out from his body, vaguely transforming into a phantom of his true body. The violent invisible force smashed all the tables and chairs in the room, and the two subordinates behind him were also oppressed to the point of suffocation.

But the two men just lowered their heads, not daring to breathe, let alone make a sound, and just gritted their teeth and waited for the boss to vent his anger.

After a while, the storm subsided. Tragodia seemed to have vented enough, calmed down, took two steps back, and seemed to want to sit down at the table to take a breath.

But when he was halfway through sitting down, he suddenly realized that the chair had been smashed to pieces by his anger just now, and there was nowhere to sit. So he paused in mid-air for half a second awkwardly, then snorted heavily and stood up again.

The two subordinates also lowered their heads and dared not speak.

"Mercury has also fallen into enemy hands," he said coldly, "something must change. This cannot go on any longer."

He turned his head and looked at the two men sternly, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"I told you not to approach the Duel Academy Island yet." He said in a deep voice, "Or go find that Jonouchi Katsuya. Wait for my order first.

Anyone who disobeys my orders and acts on his own will become my food."

"Yes, professor." A subordinate bowed his head hurriedly.

Another person said, "But professor, haven't we already found out that what we are looking for, the White Feather Elf and Matt's feather, are both on the Academy Island?

Don’t we need to take it back?”

Tragodia hesitated for a few seconds.

Then he stood up and walked to the window, his dark eyes hiding a deep brilliance.

"Seto Kaiba seems to be the reincarnation of one of the hateful seven priests back then."

"ah?"

The two subordinates were stunned, seemingly unable to react to the jump.

"snort."

Tragodia snorted heavily and put his hands behind his back.

"It seems that Kaiba Seto's group is half of the current duel world." He sneered, "Interesting. It just so happens that I haven't settled the accounts with the Pharaoh and those priests yet."

He paused, suddenly raised his head and burst into laughter.

The two subordinates looked at each other with worried expressions.

Is the professor going to send them to find trouble with Kaiba Seto next?

I hit the seahorse?

Is this true or false?

At the same time, on the Duel Academy Island.

The mouth of a dry well is half covered by dense forest, vines and weeds. The traces of time have left mottled marks on the well wall, covered with moss. The faint light barely penetrates the well mouth and shines into the bottom of the well, but it is like a stone sinking into the sea.

And in this cold and damp world at the bottom of the well, there were several figures sitting.

“Is this true or false?”

A short and thin man sat on the ground and spoke in a low voice.

"The boss is coming over? Really?"

"Finally, after waiting for so long, I thought the boss had forgotten about us."

This time it was a tall, burly man who spoke.

"Finally, we can start working." He said in a muffled voice, "This mission took a little too long."

On the other side of the rock sat a woman, gently waving a whip in her hand.

“Don’t steal anything from any poor person!”

"Adhere to the three principles of thieves!" a man with glasses said.

"There are thieves among thieves. It is our duty to restore the glory of being a thief!"

"This is——"

The four men raised their weapons at the same time, touched them in mid-air, and spoke in unison as if they were working together.

"The Black Scorpion Thieves!"