"..."
"Continuous Trap 'Royal Palace Notice', negates the effects of all Traps on the field."
Yugen calmly said.
"Then I activate the Equipment Magic 'Blast Flame Piercing', equipping it to your monster 'Slaughter Giant Spirit', which gains an increase of 400 Attack Power.
However, I'll then discard the 'Assassin Snake' with Water Attribute from my hand to activate the effect of 'Abyss Soldier' on the field. Once per turn, I can discard a card from my hand to return a card on the field to its owner's hand.
I'll return the 'Blast Flame Piercing' on the field to its owner's hand. And according to the effect of 'Blast Flame Piercing', when it leaves the field, the 'Slaughter Giant Spirit' you equipped is banished from the game."
The elves around the square watched as their mouths gradually opened wide.
Huh? Is that even possible?
"Then I'll re-equip the 'Blast Flame Piercing' that bounced back to my hand to my 'Abyss Soldier'."
Yugen smiled.
"Attack directly with both Abyss Soldiers."
"..."
In just a few minutes, yet another demon lost its dream, as well as its card deck.
But at least this time the demon didn't have to be sad about losing the card deck.
Because this time it even lost its life.
When dueling the Four-eyed Demon, Yugen hadn't yet figured out the situation of this place. He only noticed that his opponent clearly didn't intend to kill him during the duel, so when he brought the Four-eyed Demon's LP to zero, he decided to spare it and ask about the situation afterward.
Having now grasped the setup, he's realized that the situation in this dimension is like a Cheating Snake and the native Demon Race being at each other's throats, neither appearing to be any good. So there's nothing more to say; it's better to cut them down casually and collect their card decks.
But seeing a fellow prisoner being turned into particles right in front of him, the onlooking prisoners were immediately scared out of their wits.
This guy actually dared to commit murder openly in the underground bunker!
Is he not afraid of the warden?
Especially the Four-eyed Demon, who now felt chills running through his body, realizing that he might have literally brushed shoulders with the God of Death.
Having dueled with such a devilish guy and only losing a card deck, surviving with this small life intact probably means his ancestors pleaded for mercy before Satan...
Yugen calmly collected another set of card decks, looking around with curiosity.
Why hasn't the warden come yet? The security level in this shabby bunker needs improvement...
Oh well, if he doesn't come, he doesn't come. I'll just continue to look for the next one according to plan.
"You mentioned there were two more elves with dueling capabilities?"
Yugen looked at the Four-eyed Demon again, gesturing with a wave.
"Come on, lead the way."
The Four-eyed Demon trembled all over but didn't dare to disobey, so he bit his lip and proceeded forward.
My brothers, it's truly not my fault. I really have no choice...
Boom!
Just then, a blast sounded from an unknown source. The entire bunker seemed to tremble.
Then a cold voice echoed in the air.
"All prisoners, activity time has ended early. Return to your cells immediately, or coercive measures will be taken.
Repeat, return to your cells immediately, or coercive measures will be taken..."
The captive elves immediately scattered in panic, shoving each other to rush back to their cells. It seemed they were quite afraid of the guards in the bunker.
The Four-eyed Demon also sidled up to Yugen, whispering to seek his opinion, "Brother, should we maybe return to the cell for now? It's not too late to duel next time. Otherwise..."
He suddenly stopped speaking.
Because he originally wanted to say that provoking the guards and receiving punishment wouldn't be good. But then he quickly realized that his big brother never seemed to care about the guards at all...
"That sound just now was really loud. It sounded like something exploded," Yugen pondered. "Could it be a jailbreak?"
"Huh?"
The Four-eyed Demon was stunned.
"That's actually not impossible. There have indeed been occasional attempts by strong individuals to lead a jailbreak around here, but most have failed. It's been a long time since it last happened..."
Yugen understood and continued, "So if there's someone bold enough to attempt a jailbreak now, wouldn't they normally be quite strong?"
"Indeed. If they weren't confident in their strength, they wouldn't come here to throw their life away... By the way, brother, what do you intend to do!?"
The Four-eyed Demon showed a frightened expression.
Is that expectant look on your face for real?
Yugen was indeed somewhat expectant.
If they're realm elites, then their card decks should be decent, right?
...
...
A few minutes earlier, in the depths of the bunker, in the meeting room.
The heavy iron door blocked out all noise, and the dim firelight barely illuminated every corner of the conference table, casting eerie shadows on the walls and ceiling.
The warden of the bunker sat at one end of the long table, a serious look in his eyes. The crimson moonlight streamed through a narrow window, casting blood-colored shadows on his face.
"I'll get straight to the point."
The warden placed both hands on the table, resting his chin on them, and spoke in a lowered voice.
"You should know that the great God of Orichalcos has dispatched a special emissary to our world."
His gaze swept across the senior officials, speaking slowly.
"The identity of the emissary is unknown, or perhaps it's intentional that the upper echelons have concealed this information from us.
We have no way of knowing what race or gender the emissary might be or what form they might take. But in the coming period, I hope everyone will operate on the assumption that 'anyone could be the emissary.'
Conduct yourselves with utmost caution in all your words and deeds."
"Understood." The senior officials nodded one after another.
The secret inspection by the emissary is an unavoidable process for the bunker, or rather for all the outposts established after pledging allegiance to the divine. Similar inspections occur periodically, sometimes openly, sometimes covertly as this one.
After all, the deities know that many natives of different dimensions do not truly worship the God of Orichalcos but merely succumb to its power out of coercion and compromise.
There might even be those who are merely feigning allegiance to ensure their survival. Once the cult's control over the area diminishes, some organizations or outposts may not hesitate to turn against them and flee.
"I've heard some races are adept at transformation and disguise, or they might achieve this through magic power."
One of the senior officials glanced around at his colleagues in the room and said.
"Perhaps the emissary is already here, disguised as someone in this very room."
The group started looking at each other, scrutinizing their colleagues as if trying to discern if any could be the disguised emissary.
"Could be a guard, right?"
"Be bold; it might even be among the new prisoners."
Several people stayed silent, but suspicion appeared on their faces.
Could the emissary really disguise themselves as a prisoner?
"In any case, we must not overlook any possibilities." The warden concluded, "Be very careful in the coming period..."
Boom!
At that moment, the bunker suddenly shook, hit with a fierce blow from outside.
The warden's face changed, "What's happening?"
A demon from outside quickly ran in with thudding footsteps.
"A jailbreak...jailbreak! Someone is breaking into the prison!"