"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
After being fiercely roasted by the flames of justice, Barrier Master Megan's miserable screams gradually weakened along with the fire.
At the last moment, after her Life Points reached zero and the outcome of the Shadow Game was decided, the deck stored in Megan's Elven Eye, as if repelled by an external force, was entirely ejected, 40 cards fluttering in the sky.
With his soul existing in Yilin's body, You Ling was surprised to find that this girl's dynamic vision was exceptionally high.
So high that even cards rapidly spinning and floating in the air, she could clearly distinguish the face of each card.
No wonder not only the card game club, but many sports clubs in the academy also hoped Yilin would join.
"Is this an all-you-can-eat buffet?"
Being able to clearly identify all the cards dancing in the sky through dynamic vision, plus the rule of losing one card in a Shadow Game.
The scene before You Ling felt as if Megan had laid out all the cards in her deck before him, letting him pick and choose freely.
"This one it is."
It sounds long, but from thinking about which card to pick to actually catching the card in mid-air, You Ling only took less than a second.
After all, there was nothing to hesitate about.
If he didn't take that [Polymerization], would he even deserve to play HEROes?
After using Yilin's fingertips to retrieve the caught Polymerization into the deck, Megan's remaining cards fell to the ground one by one, then disappeared into another dimension one by one.
This also confirmed the rules of the Elf Continent: even if you win a Shadow Game, you can only take one card from the opponent.
What, want to get two cards? Then unless the opponent dies.
With such expectant feelings, You Ling looked at Megan after her defeat.
"Tch, still alive."
Megan's current state, still alive, but perhaps not entirely alive.
Just as Aisha explained to You Ling before, losing a card in a Shadow Game is equivalent to losing a part of one's soul, and one will suffer a backlash from the Elven Eye, endangering one's life.
But perhaps because Megan, as a Barrier Master, was fundamentally a magician possessing magic power, her soul and mental abilities were stronger than ordinary people.
Even after losing the Shadow Game, she wasn't unconscious like the previous black-robed man or Shuiyue Wu.
Just that after being burned by the hero's flames, the surface of the black robe covering her proud figure was emitting wisps of high-temperature white smoke, and her beautiful face had also lost its previous charm, appearing extremely dejected.
"Damn it, sessha actually lost to such a little girl... Unforgivable, unforgivable..."
Clearly having lost the Shadow Game, yet still daring to make harsh remarks, this was truly the first time You Ling had seen such a person.
Of course, this was only the second Shadow Game in You Ling's life.
["That's enough, Megan. You lost this time."]
A voice transmitted from the counterfeit Millennium Ring on her chest echoed in Megan's mind.
The voice sounded very childish, yet precisely such a childish voice made Megan, a Barrier Master and Dark Duelist, show an unprecedented level of extreme terror.
"Cu-Cult Master. No, no, that was definitely an accident just now... Please give me another chance!"
"Cult Master again?"
This time, You Ling frowned tightly using Yilin's eyebrows.
The current situation was very similar to that black-robed man just now.
Also after losing a duel, muttering to himself, shouting 'Cult Master' or something.
After that, the black-robed man's head twisted 180°, dying on the spot.
["Unlike Dekuer, your barrier techniques, Megan, are still somewhat useful. I won't kill you."]
As if granted a great amnesty, the heart that was in Megan's throat finally relaxed a bit; she kowtowed in gratitude.
"Thank you, Cult Master, thank you for your grace."
["However, as punishment for losing the Shadow Game... hmm, how about this, I'll take one of your eyes."]
"This!!"
Before Megan could even speak to defend herself, condensed dark power covered her left eye.
"Urgh ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
The next second was a cruel scene of gushing blood, and wails no less than those after losing a Shadow Game.
Barrier Master Megan's left eyeball was entirely gouged out by the gathered dark power, then swallowed into nothingness.
Gurgling crimson blood trickled down Megan's beautiful cheek from the empty eye socket. Dripping onto the black robe, splattering onto the ground.
"Thank you, Cult Master, thank you for your grace. Thank you for sparing my dog life."
Even after being treated so excessively, Megan, clutching her lost left eye with her palm, dared not have a trace of complaint, still maintaining verbal gratitude.
Such a bloody and graphic scene made the unprepared Aisha and Yilin both show instinctive nausea and a desire to vomit.
"What on earth is going on?"
Especially Yilin, seeing such a sight for the first time, had no mental preparation whatsoever.
"Is this the price of walking in darkness? Just what kind of conviction makes them willing to bear this level of risk?"
Aisha, on the other hand, was slightly calmer because she had seen the black-robed man's miserable end before. But she still expressed her inability to understand.
["Get lost, Megan. There's no use for you to stay there anymore."]
"Yes, yes, yes, I'll get lost right away, get lost right away."
Megan, a Barrier Master and Duelist considered to possess proud talent even across the entire Elf Continent, was now as humble and obedient as a dog.
Using her remaining magic power to deploy a teleportation circle under her feet, Megan, with blood still flowing from her wound, entered the transfer space and disappeared from this back mountain.
At the same time, far away from Fusion Academy, in the Empire 「Saint Varian, beside a bizarre altar in the suburbs——
Barefoot, with her small fair feet dangling and swinging back and forth.
Sitting on the edge of the altar was a little girl with a pure and lovely face like an angel.
The little girl seemed to be humming an ancient nursery rhyme popular on the Elf Continent.
Looking only at a part of the scene, people would surely sigh, this little girl, like an angel or an elf, is truly lovable.
Provided that, if the little girl wasn't currently toying with that bloody eyeball in her hand.
"About time."
Stopping the nursery rhyme humming, the little girl crushed the eyeball in her hand with force, her hand full of white pulp.
"Although today's plan to hunt souls for the Phantom Demons wasn't very smooth, it can be considered an unexpected gain. Fusion Academy, truly has some very interesting things, huh. I should find time to ask Daddy to handle the enrollment procedures for me."
The girl's angelically pure and lovely face formed a stark contrast with the background behind her.
Behind the girl, standing on the bizarre altar, were three giant stone statues representing Duel Monsters, their appearances ferocious and terrifying.
[Uria, Lord of Searing Flames]
[Hamon, Lord of Striking Thunder]
[Raviel, Lord of Phantasms]