'Osiris's Sky Dragon' has been in Malik's hands for a short time, and Malik has also configured a set of card decks specifically for the effect of 'Osiris's Sky Dragon', so he is very familiar with the effect of 'Osiris's Sky Dragon', and it can even be said that he is reciting it backwards.

"Attack power 3000" Hearing Malik's words, Dark Moliang frowned.

"And your health is only 1200 now, and when the Sky Dragon of Osiris launches a direct attack on you, you will be finished, Dark Moliang." Malik laughed in Dark Moliang's head.

"It's not over yet, the 'evil spirit' of my 'Dark Sanctuary' escaped from the monster of the dark game at the last moment, and is still hovering on Wang Peng's field!" Dark Moliang gritted his teeth and thought.

"Come on, O evil spirits of the 'Dark Sanctuary', lean down on the gods!" Dark Morion shouted.

I saw that the 'evil spirit' wandering in the dark game field flew straight from the 'Sky Dragon of Osiris', but when it flew into the body of the 'Sky Dragon of Osiris', it collapsed violently and disappeared from the field.

"What!? My evil spirit has been destroyed!? Dark Moliang exclaimed.

"It's useless, only evil spirits of this level have the ability to bend down, and they are useless to God." Malik's undisguised mockery sounded in Dark Morion's head.

"The evil spirit is useless, but I don't have any cards in my hand right now, and I don't have any monsters, I can use it as my shield, only Gaika 'Silent Evil Spirit', and this card is also ineffective against the gods, I don't have any way anymore" Dark Moliang thought. A drop of cold sweat was left on his forehead.

"I won this duel! Dark Moliang! Dark Game clenched his fists and said.

"Great! Game! Quickly use the blow of God to restore Mo Liang to normal! Jonai shouted excitedly.

"You guys," said Dark Moliang unwillingly.

"Huh. What is this, I had expected it to come to this point for a long time, and I was ready for the next step. In Dark Moliang's head, Malik's laughter was heard.

"What!?" Hearing Malik's words, Dark Moliang was not only stunned.

"'Sky Dragon of Osiris' launched a direct attack on Dark Moliang" Dark Game was just about to give the order to attack, and suddenly, he felt something. His pupils shrank, and his tone stopped.

Not only did the dark game feel it, but Wang Peng also felt the same feeling. A very obvious huge dark force is coming at the entrance, step by step.

"That guy is" Dark Game immediately turned his head to look.

I saw that he was wearing a black robe. Tall 'Malik'. Holding a thousand-year-old tin staff in his hand, he walked to the spectator seat step by step.

"Malik !!" Everyone looked at Malik with surprised expressions, wondering why he was here.

"Malik! What are you doing here! "When Jonai saw 'Malik', he remembered that he was being controlled, and immediately became angry, and he clenched his fists and tried to beat 'Malik'.

"Calm down, Jonai." Wang Peng pressed Chengouchi's shoulder and said, and Honda also hurriedly held Chengnai. Prevent the city from doing something stupid under impulse.

Just Malik's tall body. Rushing up inside the city, I don't know who will knock down whom.

"Hehe" and has been hiding in the crowd, the real Malik, who has a very low sense of presence, disguised as 'Namu', has the corners of his mouth upturned, and his heart emits a mocking laugh.

"Malik! I don't allow you to get in the way of other people's games! "The Trojan horse was also unhappy with the 'Malik' who had kidnapped him, and immediately warned him when he saw 'Malik'.

"You're fine, that boy has been controlled by the 'Millennium Tin Staff' and turned into my puppet." I saw 'Malik' raise the thousand-year-old tin staff in his hand and speak slowly.

"What did you say!?" Everyone was shocked to hear Malik's words.

"Impossible, Mo Liang should have been controlled by Dark Mo Liang!" Darkgame immediately retorted.

"That's right, that young man's body is now dominated by two forces, I'll let you see the evidence, now, I'm going to liberate that young man's spirit." 'Malik' said slowly.

"What the hell do you want to do!?" Dark Morion questioned Malik in his head.

"Hehe, if you want to win the game, leave it to me here, and let your host return to its superficial personality." Malik laughed.

"What are you going to do?" Dark Moliang's brows furrowed.

"Hurry up, do you want to win?" Malik urged.

"Cut!" Although he was unhappy, he still wanted to see if Malik could win in the face of this situation, lift his consciousness, and return it to Mo Liang.

Then, I saw that Dark Mo Liang was shocked, and the evil expression was visible to the naked eye, and it returned to Mo Liang's harmless expression, Mo Liang covered the wound on his arm, his feet were weak, and he knelt on the ground.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it's cold" was blown by the cold wind in the sky, and the injury on his arm was not healed, but Mo Liang, an ordinary person, was a little prostrate.

"Mo Liang!" Seeing Mo Liang's appearance, Dark Game shouted worriedly.

"Is a game a game? Where the hell is this? Why am I here? What's going on with this wound? It's so cold here" Mo Liang heard the sound of the dark game, and immediately raised his look, with a somewhat blurred vision, he saw the dark game not far away, and asked a lot of questions in his mouth.

Mo Liang asked, rolling up his sleeves and seeing the wound on his arm that was tied with a bandage, the wound was oozing blood, and the bandage was soaked.

"As you can see, that young man has been seriously injured, and the game, the attack of the gods that determines the outcome of the game, will give that young man, maybe a fatal mental blow." That's when 'Malik' spoke.

"What!?" Dark games have been heard.

"Game, do you already have that awareness?" 'Malik' continued.

"Are you going to use Mo Liang's life as a shield? Malik!? Dark Game's pupils constricted sharply.

"Malik, you're so despicable!" The castle and the others clenched their fists and shouted angrily.

"Hehe, that's fine, Lichd, stand down." Malik, disguised as 'Namu' in the crowd, saw that it was almost there, and laughed at 'Malik'.

Hearing the voice of the real Malik, Liched, disguised as 'Malik', turned away.

"Lord Malik, the pain in my heart at this time is not caused by this sharp wind in the sky that has cut through my body," 'Malik' thought to himself, turning away. (To be continued.) )