Chapter 1094

New Domino City, somewhere.

The depths of the alley were filled with a damp, moldy smell, and the only light source came from the pale neon leaking from the buildings on both sides.

The raised arm of a yellow-clad duelist cast a distorted silhouette on the wall, and the mechanical creature floating in front of him was making a harsh sound of gears jamming. The three-meter-tall metal humanoid had a distorted posture, its cheeks were bronze-colored armor, and it was as serious and cold as a hideous statue.

Its half-steel wings slowly unfolded, and the creaking sound of the hinges turning startled the crows at the alley entrance. The posture was like a fallen angel with half its wings broken. It was clearly a male mechanical puppet design, but the strange lower body extended six serrated metal skirt armors, opening and closing like petals.

A monster like a cursed puppet doll, one of its eyes released a cold red light, which was chilling.

"Only this level and it's over?" The yellow-clad man sneered, mocking the opponent. "What is this, I was looking forward to it so much, but the so-called professional duelists in this dimension only have this level.

If it's this level, what will happen to your family?"

"You bastard..."

The professional duelist opposite him was trembling with anger, gritting his teeth but unable to do anything.

"Who exactly are you? If you want to do something, come at me, why involve my family!?"

"Why, you ask?"

The yellow-clad man tilted his head and thought for a while, then smiled.

"Of course, it's because you're weak."

"Nani!?" The professional duelist opposite was even more furious.

The yellow-clad man laughed loudly: "As a professional duelist as weak as you, if I don't give you some motivation, how can I stimulate you to show some real skills and make me have fun?"

The professional duelist trembled even more with anger: "Bastard, you are simply not a thing! I want to kill you, kill you..."

The yellow-clad man laughed loudly.

"Very good, very good, that's the momentum! Come on, be more angry, if you want to kill me, do it quickly, what are you waiting for!?

I am a demon who uses your family's life as a threat!"

However, facts have proven that even in such an idealistic world, people are still different from each other.

If it were a contestant with colorful seafood hair and a name starting with 'Yu' who was so angry, there might be strange phenomena in the world at this time, and golden light would be released when drawing cards.

But unfortunately, most people don't have such talent.

Most people, in a fit of anger, can at most be angry for a whole day and can't change anything.

Just one minute later.

"Ahhhhhhh—"

Cards flew all over the ground like raindrops. The professional duelist's Life Points returned to zero, and his whole body was blown away by the air wave of real damage in the duel, rolling twice before hitting the corner of the wall.

"Tch, what is this, even though you kept saying it was for your family, in the end, it was only this level."

The yellow-clad man stood in front of the duelist who had already fainted, pouted, and put away his Duel Disk.

"Really boring. Forget it, let your family go in a while, this level doesn't even make me want to tear up the ticket. Tch, boring..."

Saying that, the yellow-clad man turned and walked away.

Later, the yellow-clad man dragged his somewhat tired steps to a dim factory.

The moonlight leaking from the tin roof shattered into silver scales in the oil puddle. When the yellow-clad man's boots crushed the gear debris all over the floor, the rusty conveyor belt suddenly made a dying creaking sound. The chandelier in the depths of the workshop swayed, casting his shadow on the wall covered with instrument debris. The shadow sometimes expanded into the silhouette of a mechanical monster, and sometimes shrank into the hunched silhouette of a human. "Welcome home, IV."

In the shadows, a person walked out slowly with a smile and greeted him.

That was a person only the height of a child, wearing a cold iron mask that almost covered his entire face, but revealing a mouth that smiled somewhat creepily. He wore white gloves, his hands behind his back, and although he was clearly smiling brightly, he felt like facing a demon.

He had light golden long hair, which was braided and pushed lightly in front of his right shoulder. His medieval jazz-like attire was light green, the steel mask revealed the right eye part, and the golden pupils carried playfulness and hidden threats.

His name, or code name, was Vetrix.

Vetrix, formerly known as Byron Arclight, was originally a best friend of Dr. Faker. But during an expedition, Dr. Faker betrayed Byron to open the Barian gate and sacrificed Byron as an offering.

Byron, who was sacrificed, fell into the cracks of the dimension, suffered torture, his body became a child, and he suffered torture during the period. Later, he was saved by the Barians and was given power by the Barians, and was able to return to the human world and changed his name to Vetrix.

After Vetrix returned, his temperament changed drastically. Although he looked like a child, his wisdom was superior to ordinary people, and both dueling and scheming were top-notch. The only meaning of his life was to take revenge on Faker who betrayed him, and for this, he did not hesitate to use his three sons as chess pieces at will.

His three sons subsequently abandoned their original names and were referred to by the code names III, IV, and V respectively. Each of them was powerful and was also his most capable subordinate.

And now, he had also come to this world.

"You've worked hard, IV," Vetrix smiled with his hands behind his back. "What's the result?"

"Tch, boring, they said they were professional duelists, but their strength was nothing more than that. The duelists in this dimension seem to have this level," IV said.

Vetrix laughed loudly: "That's probably because you're too strong."

At this time, another person appeared from the shadows beside him. This person had silver-white long hair, a long coat, a slender figure, and a cold expression.

His code name was V, the eldest of the three brothers.

"But Father, is it really necessary for us to be in this dimension..."

"Of course."

Vetrix walked inside without looking back and said.

"It's agreed with the Barians, as long as the work in this dimension is completed, they will give me a chance, a chance to take revenge on Faker with my own hands and let that guy fall into eternal damnation.

Of course, there is also further power."

"But..." V stopped talking for a moment and said, "I'm thinking, are the people in the Barian world really trustworthy?"

Vetrix turned his head and said sinisterly: "When I fell into the cracks of the dimension and was in pain in endless torture, only the Barians reached out to help me.

So of course, the Barians are the only ones worth trusting. More reliable than anyone else, including you guys."

The three children, some lowered their heads, some looked elsewhere, some gritted their teeth, and all fell into silence for a while.

"Hahaha... but don't worry, you still have a chance to work hard to prove yourself."

Vetrix smiled, shook his head, and walked into the darkness.

"There will be a chance."