Chapter 331

But when the Demon King fell, he felt aggrieved in his heart.

Yes, aggrieved. He had traveled the world for a lifetime, not that he hadn't faced opponents stronger than himself, nor that he hadn't lost cards.

But it was the first time he felt so aggrieved after playing.

His monster deck was originally a deck that operated with Graveyard operation as the core. For example, Uni-Zombie and Mezuki, the powerful duo of Graveyard dumping and Graveyard revival, could easily pull any powerful monster from the deck to the field in an instant.

For example, the Nine-Tailed Fox that revives from the dead infinitely, or even the low-level monsters he just used, Raven Tengu and Onmoraki, all accompanied by powerful effects when revived from the Graveyard.

However, there was no chance at all. The opponent's Macro Cosmos directly dug his grave, and the Graveyard was directly gone. The combat power of his monsters could not be exerted at all throughout the process.

This was also the first time he deeply felt that dueling could also be like sitting in prison...

"You won, Fujiki You Xuan!"

Although he wasn't the one playing cards, Yugi still jumped out to pose a victory pose for Fujiki You Xuan and said with a smile.

"It was really an interesting duel!"

Demon King: "..."

Hehe, interesting, that's really interesting.

Whatever you say, anyway, he dare not have any objections...

And with the end of the duel, darkness surged up from all around. The pitch-black chaos seemed to be inhabited by countless creatures, gathering toward where he was.

The Demon King's heart skipped a beat.

As an old oil-slick who has been mixing in the underworld for many years, of course, he knows what this is. Losing in a dark duel is very likely to be irreversible, and it is said that the unlucky ones can't even go to the underworld, but wander in the darkness forever.

"Wait wait wait! What do you want to ask? I'll say everything!"

The Demon King shouted hurriedly.

"That's natural, you don't have the option of not saying it."

Fujiki You Xuan nodded, walked up, and looked down at the Demon King kneeling on the ground.

"New Xin Xin Duoma hired you to deal with me?"

The Demon King nodded like a garlic masher.

"That's simple. Then tell me, where is the place?"

The Demon King hesitated for a moment.

"Hmm? Don't want to say?"

Fujiki You Xuan was puzzled. Winning a card game isn't asking him whatever he wants him to say, can he still choose to die rather than surrender?

Maybe my dark concentration isn't high enough?

Thinking this, the surging darkness all around approached one step further, as if it was about to swallow the Demon King.

The Demon King was shocked and hurriedly said: "It's really not that I don't want to say it, Lord Yellow-Clothed! But I really don't know... You think, although we are allies, we are not in the same camp after all. How could they let an outsider know where their stronghold is?"

Fujiki You Xuan thought about it and felt that what he said seemed to make sense.

But what the hell is Lord Yellow-Clothed, is the yellow dormitory uniform already his trademark...

But it doesn't matter. Fujiki You Xuan immediately had a new idea.

"Then although you don't know where it is, you should have a way to contact them, right?" Fujiki You Xuan asked, "They hired you to deal with me, you should have a channel to tell them that the work is finished?"

The Demon King nodded helplessly: "This... indeed there is."

"How do you contact them?"

"... There is a dedicated line."

The Demon King said. He had no option of hiding what he knew. He lost the duel, and he had been able to feel weird power accumulating in his body, binding his soul like shackles.

Every word he said, every word he spat out seemed to be monitored by that power. If he intended to say half a false message or hide anything, those shackles would immediately seem to tighten, as if gripping his soul itself in the palm of his hand.

Of course, he didn't have the intention of telling lies for the time being.

"Do you contact them, or do they contact you?" Fujiki You Xuan asked.

"I contact them. After it's done, they will send someone to check and confirm, and take away something from you... but they didn't tell me what it was, just said you have something they want."

The Demon King said helplessly.

"Only after they come to check and complete the recovery in person can I get the reward. The things after that have nothing to do with me."

"I see."

Fujiki You Xuan nodded to show he understood.

"That's simple. You contact them now, say the mission has been completed, I have been solved, and let them send someone over." Fujiki You Xuan said, "As long as their people come, nothing will have anything to do with you later."

The Demon King was startled.

And soon understood Fujiki You Xuan's meaning.

"Are you asking me to betray my allies?" He narrowed his eyes.

Although he and those New Xin Xin Duoma people are only superficial allies, they have such a relationship after all. The most important thing in the underworld is friendship. If this spreads, how can he raise his head in the underworld in the future?

"What? Do you think it's inappropriate?"

Fujiki You Xuan laughed, not annoyed, just smiling gently.

"If you don't want to, I won't force you, I'm the easiest person to talk to..."

"No, absolutely not!"

The Demon King shouted hurriedly.

I don't know why, but when this yellow-clothed person showed a smile and clearly said such understanding and amiable words, it only made him feel more hair-raising.

Especially against the background of this dark cloud-like sea of darkness all around, it was twelve thousand times more sinister.

In an instant, all friendship and righteousness were thrown to the nine heavens. It is said that dead friends are not dead priests, and compared to future things, his own life is more important.

And he had a premonition that if he resisted to the death, the end should be worse than death.

"Okay, okay."

Fujiki You Xuan patted him on the shoulder and smiled.

"It is very rare for Lord Demon King to repent in time and abandon darkness for light. Then I'll leave it to you."

The Demon King nodded with a wry smile.

Abandon darkness for light?

Speaking of which, it seems to be the case. But why does he have the illusion that he just abandoned light for darkness...

"Oh right, there is one more important thing."

Fujiki You Xuan put away his smile, his expression suddenly solemn.

Frightened by such a sudden change in expression, the Demon King couldn't help but hold his breath and asked cautiously: "Lord... is there any other instruction?"

"Although you abandoned darkness for light and your spirit of making amends is commendable, it doesn't mean that your past crimes are written off."

Fujiki You Xuan said righteously.

"Duel monsters are not tools for bullying the weak, nor are they means for seeking profit. Using the power of duel monsters to hurt others, you are not qualified to be called a duelist!"

The Demon King blinked in confusion.

Ah?

Lord Yellow-Clothed, are you introducing yourself?

Because I feel like I'm being bullied by the weak right now...

"Using the power of cards to do evil, wantonly taking away other people's lives, can't you hear your cards crying?" Fujiki You Xuan continued to question.

I really can't hear it...

The Demon King beeped in his heart, but lowered his head and was scolded without daring to make a sound.

"People like you are not worthy of being called duelists, and I can't let you use the power of duel monsters to hurt more innocent people."

Fujiki You Xuan reached out.

"Hand over the deck."

Demon King: "..."

(End of chapter)