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Chapter 884: Don't Provoke the King
Chapter 884: Don't Provoke the King
"Storm Summoner, Great Saturn."
Keith looked up at the sky and fell to the ground, gazing at the deep and endless night above the Duel Academy.
As a professional Elf Hunter, he had spent his entire life plundering. He couldn't even remember how many spirits and cards he had taken.
But being devoured by the cards he had stolen was undoubtedly a first in history.
He lay on the ground, and a face appeared before him after a moment.
So handsome, yet shrouded in a shadow under the moonlight, his eyes seemed to hold a blade, cold and sharp, but also seemingly filled with ridicule.
"You..."
Keith struggled to speak.
"You knew it all along..."
"You knew I would take your monsters. You intentionally summoned Storm Summoner and Great Saturn. These two monsters themselves are traps. Your plan was to let me take them from the start."
This was already an obvious fact.
Otherwise, who the hell would use such self-destructing monsters as their ace? Storm Summoner burns its controller's LP when destroyed, and Great Saturn's effect is like a human sacrifice, but it can only be triggered when "destroyed by an opponent's card effect." This goal, which requires the opponent's cooperation, also seems to have a clear purpose.
In short, when Keith looked at You Xuan again, two words were written all over his sinister face.
Targeted.
Storm Summoner and Great Saturn were two big pits dug by the opponent right in front of him, and he had jumped into them without hesitation, willingly filling the pits and even setting up a tombstone for himself. He thought he had gained a huge advantage and was proud of it.
But now, looking back, this duel had been a trap from the start. He felt that in the opponent's eyes, he might have looked like a jester from beginning to end, unaware of his own foolishness.
However, You Xuan just looked down at him with a calm yet relaxed expression.
"Indeed, this was my plan. I know the methods of you Elf Hunters, and I know your tactics. The outcome of this duel was predetermined from the very beginning, just like yours and the fate of all Elf Hunters."
Keith frowned, "What?"
You Xuan smiled.
"You've plundered so many spirits; do you really think you can always avoid retribution and not be devoured by the spirits?" You Xuan asked. "This duel reveals your destiny.
You plunder with dirty methods, using violence and technology to control, but one day, it will all explode.
Those who cannot wield spirits with the right heart are not qualified to continue as duelists."
Hearing this, Keith scoffed.
"The right heart? Are you one of those boring duelists, You Xuan?"
"Do you think I haven't tried? Do you think I don't want to walk the path you speak of?"
"But I can't do it!"
He was agitated, trying his best to get up, but his body was weak and powerless. Eventually, he fell back down, clenching his fists and pounding the ground.
"You don't understand! The fate of those betrayed by their cards, unable to be favored by them! Spirits are not meant for humans to connect with."
"A duelist with such a pure and correct heart doesn't exist."
As he spoke, Keith's pupils suddenly contracted, and his mouth hung open as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.
Indeed, from his perspective, it was true.
He saw spirits.
Not one or two, but countless, continuously appearing in front of him. A large number of spirits kept swarming into his field of vision, looking at him with either indifference or hostility.
He recognized them.
They were all spirits he had harmed and captured.
"No, please..."
Keith began to panic.
He waved his hands frantically in front of him and screamed.
"Stay away from me!"
"Don't look at me like that!"
"No..."
But it was no use.
All the spirits, captured by him and now freed by his defeat, suddenly seemed to transform into pure energy. These energies coalesced into dazzling white light, streaming into his body one after another.
"Ahhhhhh—"
Keith let out a heart-wrenching scream as his body began to convulse uncontrollably. At the same time, he was enveloped by energy until he seemed to turn into pure white light, gradually dissipating.
You Xuan watched with an emotionless expression.
Mina, feeling a bit scared by the scene, whispered, "Boss, do we need to stop this? Or..."
"No need."
You Xuan calmly replied.
"Since he chose to become an Elf Hunter, he should understand what it entails. He should have known this day would come when he plundered and harmed spirits from countless duelists."
He paused, his tone turning slightly sinister.
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"This guy also possesses the 'Spirit Affinity' ability innately. As a duelist, he should understand the rules of duelists. He made his choice, and he should understand the consequences."
In the end, the spirits, transformed into light, completely devoured the hunter, turning into specks of light that dissipated in the wind.
Ammon, watching from behind, couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
As the strongest spy of the Gallem Conglomerate, Ammon was well aware that spirits possessed power beyond reason. Otherwise, the conglomerate wouldn't have sent him to the academy island to investigate the mysterious spirit in Cobra's possession.
But even he was seeing a human killed by spirits for the first time, witnessing the dangerous power of spirits up close.
Indeed, like the Elf Hunters who relied on technology to suppress and control spirits, they were essentially playing with fire. This idea was somewhat similar to that of Franz, the genius designer at the International Fantasy Society who was in charge of the Winged Dragon project.
However, compared to the hunters, the person from the Fantasy Society played on a grander scale. The hunters only captured ordinary spirits, while that person directly aimed to capture a God Card.
If not for You Xuan suppressing this dangerous idea in its infancy, Franz's grave might have already been overgrown with grass several yards high.
You Xuan stepped forward, bent down, and pulled out the deck from the Elf Hunter's abandoned Duel Disk.
But that wasn't all; he also searched the hunter's body, rummaging through his belongings. As expected, he found more cards.
Most of them weren't powerful; many were one or two-star cards, even common cards with no practical value. But regardless of how weak or insignificant the cards were, they shared a common trait.
They were all spirits.
The spirits, emerging from their respective cards, hovered around, their gazes fixed on You Xuan.
"I know most of you were plundered spirits," You Xuan said calmly.
"I'm not an Elf Hunter, but I'm willing to take in any spirit. Of course, this is on the condition that you have the intention.
For those who wish to return to their original owners, I'll use my resources to help you find your original holders and return you to them."
You Xuan paused, surveying them all.
"So, who wants to leave?"
The spirits looked at each other, but none had the intention to leave.
Ammon, standing nearby, swallowed his saliva again.
Although most of the spirits present weren't particularly strong, their numbers were substantial, almost forming an army.
He glanced at the direction of the Elf Hunter, now reduced to just a Duel Disk, and recalled the hunter's grim disappearance. Ammon shook his head.
If what he witnessed today taught him anything, the most important lesson was this—
—Under no circumstances should one provoke the Duel King.
The consequences could be unimaginable.
(End of Chapter)
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