Malik Ishdar, an important villain in the early Yu-Gi-Oh period, a descendant of the Tomb Keepers, and the founder and administrator of the Rare Card Hunter Gurus Group.

What's more, he is also the holder of the Millennium Tin Staff, one of the seven thousand-year-old artifacts, and the strongest of the three phantom gods, the "Winged Dragon of the Sun God".

The Pterodactyl here is not a waste of unknown significance in the real card, but the Pterodactyl of this world has a powerful ability that truly deserves its title of "the strongest god". If you directly copy the effect of the animated pterosaur into the real card environment, even if it is placed in the future twenty years later, it can be regarded as a powerful monster, and it must not be underestimated.

In contrast, the real card's Winged Dragon has no attack power, no resistance to resistance, and its special ability can be called a sinkhole. Not to mention being a phantom god, as a big card loser who "needs to be summoned by three sacrifices", the strength of the Winged God Dragon is not worth this price at all.

Now what they are facing in this dilapidated warehouse is naturally not Malik himself, but Malik's remote control puppet using the telekinetic manipulation ability of the "Millennium Tin Staff".

As for Malik himself, eighty percent of them weren't even in the city at the moment.

"Hello everyone in the Nightkin World." Malik whispered to the crowd through the mouth of the bald puppet, "For most of you, I'm sure we're meeting for the first time. ”

"Malik." Nanmu narrowed his eyes, "What do you want to do?" ”

By this time, even individuals should be able to see that their actions have been recognized. Gurus had foreseen that they would be here, and had already withdrawn and abandoned the stronghold, leaving only this puppet to act as Malik's microphone to talk to them.

"What do I want to do? I think you all should know the answer. Malik said, "This is my war." My goal has always been the nameless Pharaoh, and it has nothing to do with you.

I don't want to conflict with you if I can, but if you do, I just want you to know that Gurus will not be afraid of challenges.

So today this is just a small warning, and I advise you not to interfere. If you dare to stand in my way next time, you will face the wrath of God. ”

"What did you say!?"

A group of people were about to have a seizure, but the bald head in front of them was crooked, and the person had fallen limply from the chair, like a doll with the battery removed.

Malik is gone, and all that's left here is an empty shell.

"This guy is too arrogant!" Someone in the team said indignantly.

"He didn't take us seriously at all!"

"If you want me to say we should just go and finish the lair of Gruth, and let this stinky boy who guards the tomb know what the never-ending darkness is......"

"Wake up, he has the Phantom God Card in his hand, and it is impossible for an ordinary duelist to win it."

“......”

A group of people were chattering and arguing, and the Nanmu management officer frowned and said, "Wait, something is wrong." ”

The crowd fell silent.

Indeed, You Yu also has the same opinion at this time.

Since Malik had seen through their actions in advance, was it just to empty the entire warehouse and leave such a puppet here?

No matter how you think about it, it doesn't feel realistic.

Malik just mentioned that "this is just a warning".

So what exactly does a warning refer to?

There was a roar from outside the empty warehouse, and it sounded like a heavy buzz. Lights poured in through all the windows and crevices, and the entire warehouse was as bright as day in the light of the crossing.

Walking out of the warehouse, the dark duelists were shocked to find that they had been surrounded. The black sedan blocked the only way out like a barricade, and the blinding white light surrounded the warehouse from all sides like a staggered sword array.

Standing behind the car were a large number of men in black and sunglasses, all of them standing with their waists straight, and their sturdy bodies looked like a pitch-black wall when they were connected together.

Although no one has the intention of coming up to make trouble, it is obvious that they will not let the people in the middle leave easily.

A turbine-like buzz approached from the sky, and a beam of light sliced down like a sword from the Glory World, splitting the pitch-black night in two.

The black helicopter with the KC logo slowly lowered its altitude, the cabin door was pulled open from the inside, and a slender man in a white trench coat stepped on the helicopter's landing pole with one foot, the black and white trench coat was like a king's cloak, fluttering in the wind stirred by the propellers.

That is the legendary duelist, the man at the apex of the dueling monster world, Seahorse Seto.

At this point, where did the people not understand what was happening? Obviously, Malik deliberately made people report to the Haima Group and deliberately used the Haima Group.

In fact, it stands to reason that the Nightcrawler World and the Seahorse Group are also Tong Shiye's land snakes, and although one is in the light and the other is in the dark, they are also closely related to the game of dueling monsters, so there should be some contact.

After all, according to common sense, such a large group should be more or less related to the local underground forces.

However, the Haima Group is an exception, as the group's president, Mr. Seto Kaima, is extremely disgusted with everything that involves the "dark game".

It's not that he doesn't believe in the existence of the Dark Game at all, as he has seen it firsthand, and even once fell victim to it.

In the story of the Duel Kingdom chapter, Kaima Keihei, the younger brother of Kaima Seto, is captured by Becas and his soul is sealed in a card. Seahorse desperately went to the dueling kingdom to try to save his brother, but he was also defeated by the divine power of the Millennium Eye, and he was defeated by Bekas, and his soul was sealed into the card.

In the end, it was Muto Games that defeated Bekas, and the brothers' souls were finally saved.

Because of such unpleasant memories, President Seahorse is quite resistant to things like "dark games". He is also a staunch scient, believing that supernatural powers, including the "Dark Games", are things that can be explained by science, so he always scoffs at the mention of them.

Therefore, although the world of Nightkin has also had contact with the Seahorse Group, the ending is often not very happy.

At this time, the helicopter was still in the air, but the president of the seahorse no longer waited, and jumped directly from the plane. I saw that the white trench coat was full of wind and spread out behind him, like outstretched wings.

The seahorse half-crouched to the ground, the hem of his clothes fluttering, and he looked like a superhero on the American comic set next door.

The Dark Duelists looked at each other, and then it was Administrator Kusunoki who walked up first.

"President Seahorse, long time no see."

Seahorse crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes, his eyes were as sharp as knives, and there was no polite meaning at all: "What are you doing in this kind of place?" ”

"We got information that the Gurus have a stronghold here, but unfortunately they came too late and they are gone." Kusunoki explained, "We are on one front, Mr. President, as we have said many times before. ”

"Hmph, I don't remember when I agreed."

Seahorse said coldly, raising the dueling disc on his arm.

"But since you all claim to be duelists, let's give you this chance." He said in a deep voice, "If you want to get past here, try your complacent dark duel." ”