The Dark Grand Priest crashed harshly onto the ground, and his white mask shattered into pieces. Blood spurted from his mouth like an arrow, leaving a dark red mist on the floor.
He struggled to sit up, his vision already blurred. The blood flowed down from the top of his head, mixed with black impurities. Black veins and black blood covered his face, making it hard to recognize his original appearance.
"Perhaps my father indeed made mistakes," Yugi stepped forward and said in a calm voice, "But regardless of the sins, I will bear them and continue forward."
After a brief pause, he turned his head to look at the Magician still hovering beside him and added, "Together with irreplaceable companions."
The Magician bowed slightly, "It's a great honor, Pharaoh."
The Dark Grand Priest was already on his last legs, with his whole body's blood nearly turning ink black, his breath barely holding. Hearing their words made him even more furious, unable to open his mouth.
"You... you... ugh!!!"
Furious, he screamed, and black blood spread throughout his body. His flesh melted and disappeared, along with the wide Priest Robe dissolving into "hissing" white smoke.
In mere moments, the Dark Grand Priest melted from head to toe into white smoke, leaving only the golden Millennium Eyes clinking as they rolled to the ground.
The Magician once again bowed to the Pharaoh without a word and transformed into a black shadow to vanish.
Faced with the disappearing shadow, Yugi couldn't help but have mixed feelings.
Although this was just a fictional world built by the power of the Darkness Game, some things truly happened.
For Yugi, who had traveled to the future of three thousand years later and experienced countless battles, he knew clearly that Mahad indeed fulfilled his promise, guarding him without leaving for three thousand years.
"Thank you, Mahad," he whispered in his heart, "I won't let your efforts go in vain. No matter what Bakura is plotting, I will defeat him and win this Darkness Game."
During their duel, the battle on the other side had also reached its end.
Set, who was controlled by the Dark Grand Priest, had no mind of his own, only like a manipulated puppet, unable to unleash half of his usual combat power.
With the attack from many Priests and a group of players, Set's spirit quickly fell. At this moment, he had also fainted to the side, temporarily losing consciousness.
Kisara rushed forward at the first moment, carefully lifting Set to check on him.
Finally defeating the boss, the silly players finally came over, each one excited to see Kisara as if she were their own wife.
Unfortunately, she was now worried about Priest Set, having no time to care about them...
"Who is this girl?"
As Priest Kareem stepped forward, he was stopped by Yugi reaching out his hand, "She is not a villain, it's okay."
Yugi's memories continued to awaken. At this moment, he also remembered Kisara's identity, remembered the inexplicable connection between Kaiba and the Blue-Eyes White Dragon.
Indeed, even three thousand years ago, Kaiba and the Blue-Eyes White Dragon had an inexplicable connection.
Unfortunately, Yugi also knew for sure that if he told today's Kaiba about this, Kaiba would definitely roll his eyes and wave his hand dismissively.
"You want to tell me these supernatural things again; I said I'm not interested!"
Then there's a chance the President might even pull out a Duel Disc on the spot.
"Instead of that, I've developed a new tactic! Come on, Yu↑gi↓, let's fight to the death!"
Thinking of this, Yugi couldn't help but curl his lips into a smile.
Having experienced so much in the Memory World, gradually learning about his past, made him cherish his second life in the modern world even more.
Even the President's voice saying "Yu↑gi↓ come duel" now made him somewhat nostalgic.
After all, the time he could remain in the present world was already running out.
"..."
Priest Set's eyes suddenly opened.
Kisara paused, then her small face broke into a relieved smile, "Lord Set..."
Unexpectedly, Set's arm, like a black gun, suddenly grasped her swan-like white neck.
"Se... Set, my lord..." Kisara closed her eyes in pain, feeling her breathing cut off by the force.
The chattering silly players suddenly exclaimed.
"What's going on, President, what are you doing?"
"Damn, is the President going for 'killing the wife to prove the way'?"
Yugi was also shocked, "Set! You..."
Set slowly stood up, holding the seemingly weightless girl in one hand, and the Millennium Rod in the other.
This time, his eyes were no longer hollow, but replaced by deep, endless darkness!
"No, you are not Set," Yugi suddenly realized, "Aknadin!"
"Correct." "Set" — or rather, Aknadin — said coldly, "You've destroyed my physical body, Pharaoh, but it doesn't matter. I've implanted a fragment of my consciousness into Set's mind.
Even if I'm destroyed, it doesn't matter. Set will extract the spirit from within this girl and with that power, he will still become the king who rules the world!"
The priests behind him instantly tensed up again, and everyone held their breath, except for the sand sculptors who were still making a noisy clamor.
"President, let's talk it over, please put my wife down first..."
"Jie, you're at it again, let me go, Yue Hua, I need to pee!"
"I think Jie might actually be happy about it..."
"No way? Even though human kinks are free, I think you should still see a doctor..."
At this critical juncture, a group of fools were still arguing about something incomprehensible... with words no one could understand, the Grand Priest couldn't help but get angry.
Were they all clowns invited by monkeys?
"Enough!"
The power of the Dark Grand Priest erupted using Set's body, and the illusion of Doomking Balerdroch appeared mid-air, its overwhelming power blew the players and priests away in all directions.
Only Yugi raised his arm at the right moment, and the Magician swiftly flashed out from his duel disc, his hand spreading to release a defensive array, protecting his master from the king of zombies' impact.
Kisara was nearly suffocated by Set's grip on her throat. Though her small mind couldn't fully comprehend what was happening, she could still sense it roughly thanks to her extraordinary talent.
Lord Set... was trapped in darkness.
Once, when she was imprisoned, with her future shrouded in dark clouds, it was Set who brought her light and gave her freedom.
Now, it was her turn to become Lord Set's strength.
Kisara bit her thin lip, closed her eyes tightly, and released the seal deep within, allowing the surging power to erupt from her delicate body!
Holy white light enveloped her entire being, releasing into the air and gradually coalescing into a corporeal form. The white dragon soared into the sky, its wide wings spread to the sides, its head lifted high, and its perfect lines revealed in full.
Blue-Eyes White Dragon!
"White Bride!"
"Damn, White Bride looks so cool!"
Players frantically took screenshots, while the priests were equally dumbfounded.
Inside this girl... was actually hidden such a godlike spirit!?
"Set" also looked up, his face showing madness: "Perfect, so perfect! With this power..."
But before he could finish his sentence, the silvery dragon turned into countless white specks of light and vanished into thin air.
Coming hastily, and likewise exiting hastily, the spectacle was but as fleeting as a blossom at dusk.
No, she hadn't disappeared.
The white light was like a sharp sword, cleaving through layers of darkness, shooting straight into the depths of Set's pitch-black pupils.
She had actually dived directly into Set's mental world!
"What!?"
Aknadin, entrenched as the last fragment of consciousness within his son's heart, was utterly shocked upon facing the white dragon that suddenly appeared before him.
The power of this spirit... could even affect the mental world!?
The sacred white dragon roared in the void, releasing boundless light from its noble body, instantly tearing apart the darkness lurking in the depths of Set's heart!
This was her long-decided mission.
Because he was the only one in this world who had ever given her light.
Therefore, she would give everything to repay him with a brilliant world.
The last scream of the Dark Grand Priest was also devoured, his remaining consciousness disintegrated and shattered under the white dragon's radiance.
The darkness in Set's eyes vanished.
He lost consciousness again, his body tilting as he fell sideways...
...just in time to collapse into Kisara's arms.
The girl's arms were fair and tender, slender and delicate, seemingly lacking strength, yet they held his weight steadily.
Although different from Mahad in some ways, the girl made a similar promise to herself.
From this day forward, for all eternity, she would be by this person's side.