Chapter 386: The Dark Demon Is Not a Demon (4k)
As the incantation for the summoning concluded, the summoning lights flickered to life before both contestants simultaneously.
The usual limit for a summoning spell was three seconds, and clearly both had already reached their limits under normal conditions.
This time, Mike Owen did not play around. The first summon he made was a rare Humanoid Magicle精灵. Appearing on one knee in the Red Zone, it was a gun-wielding armored soldier!
Such Magicle精灵 typically focused on the strength of their armor.
If the armor was special, it usually appeared as a passive ultimate skill in the ultimate skill column.
If it was ordinary, even weaker than the base defense, it would not be recorded.
Mike Owen’s Humanoid Magicle精灵 had armor that emitted a dark black glow, indicating it was a special item.
[Card Name: Guard of the Dark City]
[Type: Elemental Card]
[Level: ???]
[Race: Humanoid]
[Attribute: Neutral]
[Mana: 1100]
[Attack: 1400]
[Defense: 1400]
[Ultimate Skills: Dark City Armor, Dark City Gun]
[Dark City Armor: +300 Defense]
[Dark City Gun: +300 Attack]
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The core material of the “Guard of the Dark City” series cards mostly comes from the depths of the underground city of St. Maryan, and obtaining them is extremely difficult.
Many duelists among the seniors use this series of Magicle cards.
Mike Owen can only be considered somewhat skilled among them.
When he summoned the “Guard of the Dark City,” with its built-in “Dark City Armor” and “Dark City Gun,” both its mana and defense surpassed the peak values of first-tier Magicle精灵.
In regular combat, it was almost invincible within the first tier.
As soon as Mike Owen summoned the “Guard of the Dark City,” the commentator, Zach Wilson, began explaining. Of course, he would not reveal any information about the “Guard of the Dark City’s” ultimate skills during the demonstration.
So being a commentator is also a technical job. They cannot reveal too much information to interfere with the duel but must give the audience a basic understanding of the common Magicle cards.
Dark had heard of the “Guard of the Dark City” series Magicle cards but did not know much about them.
However, with a pre-planned strategy, he merely glanced at the “Guard of the Dark City” and then ordered the newly manifested Imp Beast, “Fly, Imp Beast!”
The Imp Beast, with a serious expression, immediately took flight after entering the arena.
Though it didn’t fly fast, the “Guard of the Dark City” summoned did not attack but instead stood guard with its spear in front of the Red Mana Guidance Ball.
After just three seconds of cooldown for the standard summoning spell, both contestants immediately started their second summon.
Dark undoubtedly used “Pride III.” The black-gold light began to shine brightly on the “Pride III” Magicle card.
He held up “Pride III,” his gaze fixed tightly on Senior Owen across from him.
Mike Owen held a new Magicle card between his fingers, standing it upright before his eyes. His gaze was unusually sharp, completely different from his usual playful demeanor.
Their gazes met in the air, like an electric shock in the middle.
Almost simultaneously, they shouted:
– “Swipe and Evolve!”
– “Armed, Transform!”
In an instant.
Dark’s “Pride III” and Owen’s “Armed Card” burst forth with intense light!
Under the glow of “Pride III,” the skull pattern on the forehead of the Imp Beast quickly vanished, revealing a crimson “Pride” emblem.
Black-gold light enveloped it, causing its body to decompose and reassemble in the light — transforming!
“Roar!”
With a fierce and disdainful aura, the fallen angel-type Digimon roared onto the scene, its decaying and tattered bat wings spreading wide.
Its black clothing clung tightly to its skin, showcasing every muscle in exquisite detail.
Its long arms stretched naturally, and the sharp claws on its hands were entwined with the dark power of death.
Being the first Magicle精灵 to appear in such a grand setting, the Digimon’s excitement was indescribable.
It looked down at the “Guard of the Dark City” opposite it, its death claws ready to strike.
Across from it,
the “Guard of the Dark City” stood silently, its black armor shining ominously through the helmet’s gaps.
A liquid metal sphere descended from above, hovering over the “Guard of the Dark City’s” chest. As it spun, spiderweb-like threads shot out, wrapping around the armor.
The metal threads fused instantly with the armor, turning the originally dark armor into bright silver.
In just a moment,
the entire armor completed its transformation.
Even the black spear became a silver one.
The “Guard of the Dark City” brandished the silver spear, pointing it skyward, transforming into a figure seemingly made of silver metal.
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“It’s Liquid Armed!”
On the commentary platform, Wilson’s eyes gleamed with excitement as he raised his voice.
Mike Owen’s application of the “Armed Card” was outstanding among third-year students, and this “Liquid Armed” approach was innovative, converting the original armor into liquid metal armor to reduce the demand for mana.
The “Guard of the Dark City,” naturally equipped with special armor, was an ideal carrier for this type of armed transformation.
And after completing the “Armed Transformation,” the “Guard of the Dark City” had a completely different aura.
The audience was clearly delighted by this “transformation” scene, their cheers rising wave after wave.
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Seeing the “Guard of the Dark City” complete its transformation, Dark couldn’t help but recall Mike Owen’s “Armed Transformation” during the street duel, intensifying his interest.
His eyes narrowed, and he whispered with a smile, “Digimon, Instant Teleport!”
At the moment he spoke, the Digimon seemed to have foreseen it, disappearing instantly from its original position.
Amidst the gasps, the Digimon appeared directly behind the “Guard of the Dark City.”
It grinned wickedly, its hands suddenly swelling — “Death Claw!”
“Defend!”
Mike Owen’s voice echoed, though his volume was steady despite the urgency.
The “Guard of the Dark City,” now transformed into a silver metal figure, suddenly twisted its waist, swinging the silver spear in a massive arc, sweeping towards the back!
Between the “Death Claw” and the “Silver Spear,” the Red Mana Guidance Ball hovered in the air.
Mike Owen had anticipated this. He pressed his index and middle finger together, channeling mana, and pointed upward. The Red Mana Guidance Ball was given an upward force.
Suddenly propelled upwards, it shot up like a rocket.
The Digimon’s eyes flashed red as it saw the Mana Guidance Ball escape. The “Death Claw” already unleashed continued forward, one claw grabbing at the spearhead, while the other aimed for the right shoulder of the “Guard of the Dark City.”
All this happened in a split second.
In the midst of the loud noise,
the Digimon firmly grabbed the “Guard of the Dark City’s” silver spear, tearing off its right shoulder.
Its helmet emitted a muffled roar. The silver light on its hands surged, and the metallic surface of the spear writhed like water, bursting forth!
Caught off guard, the Digimon was sprayed with liquid metal all over its face.
The metal stuck to its face, merging seamlessly, forming a metal mask tightly adhering to its skin!
The metal mask, covering its eyes, nose, and mouth, was firmly pressed against the Digimon’s face.
The Digimon felt its vision turn pitch black, unable to breathe, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
Never having experienced such humiliation, it was about to go berserk.
But next moment, it heard its owner’s voice clearly.
“Ten Thousand Deaths Claw.”
That calm voice instantly calmed the Digimon, which had been blinded and suffocating.
Without hesitation, it followed Dark’s instructions and released “Ten Thousand Deaths Claw” straight ahead!
Dense darkness gathered in its chest, forming a swirling energy vortex.
Countless “Death Claws” burst forth from the vortex, attacking the “Guard of the Dark City” like a swarm of snakes.
The “Guard of the Dark City” tried to dodge, but its silver spear was still firmly held by the Digimon.
When it tried to pull the spear, its movements inevitably slowed.
“Drop the Spear!”
Even as Mike Owen’s shout echoed,
multiple “Death Claws” had already struck its back.
“Boom! Boom! Boom!”
Several explosions erupted.
The “Guard of the Dark City’s” back was torn apart.
The increased defense from the transformation could not withstand the multiple “Death Claws.”
Its mana value of only 1100 points was depleted almost instantly.
“Boom!”
The “Guard of the Dark City” exploded completely.
Mana points scattered in the air.
The audience’s shouts abruptly halted.
Mike Owen’s expression was unprecedentedly serious.
“Ticking.”
The countdown for the round lightly sounded.
Both contestants instinctively reached for their cards.
As they grabbed the two Magicle cards, Mike Owen’s eyes flashed with determination. He immediately drew one card and held it high.
“In the name of Mike Owen, Magicle Summon — ‘Sword of the Sky’!”
With the completion of the standard summoning spell,
a great wind arose in the sky, condensing into a giant sword.
Dark had seen the power of the “Sword of the Sky” before.
But this time, Mike Owen did not summon a Magicle精灵; instead, he directly used this magic spell card. It seemed he was certain that the Digimon, blinded, could not launch an attack on his Mana Guidance Ball in a short time.
Otherwise, even if the Red Mana Guidance Ball flew to the sky, it would still be vulnerable to the Digimon’s “Razor Wings.”
His judgment was correct.
Not only could the Digimon not aim properly, but the suffocation caused by the blocked nose and mouth prevented it from moving smoothly.
It attempted to remove the metal mask, but the liquid metal had fused perfectly with its face. Without tearing off the entire face, it was impossible to remove it.
The pain of tearing the skin…
Magicle精灵 were less sensitive to pain, but that didn’t mean they enjoyed suffering.
The Digimon hesitated.
At this moment, it needed guidance most.
Dark did not disappoint its trust.
When it needed guidance, a voice echoed through the Magicle card, reaching its ears.
“Directly ahead, fly.”
Thus, the Digimon endured the suffocation, spreading its damaged demon wings.
Its flying speed remained incredibly fast.
When Mike Owen’s “Sword of the Sky” brought a fierce wind, it had already returned to the Blue Zone’s summoning area.
“Stop.”
The command was obeyed.
The Digimon immediately stopped.
The 30-second countdown in the air steadily ticked.
The silence made it realize something.
Its face covered by the metal mask twitched slightly, then it turned sharply, crossing its arms in a cross shape in front of it.
Almost simultaneously, the roaring wind rushed over.
The “Sword of the Sky,” with a raging aura swirling around its blade, fell from above under Mike Owen’s control, aiming to split the entire battlefield!
“Boom!”
The fierce wind tore through the Digimon’s skin.
But the “Sword of the Sky” slashed down from above, blocked by the Digimon’s crossed arms imbued with dark power.
The Blue Mana Guidance Ball behind the Digimon was only slightly affected by the wind, swaying slightly.
Although Mike Owen’s “Sword of the Sky” was impressive, the Digimon was a全能战士 with 2000 points each in magic offense and defense.
Though its mana decreased, it managed to withstand the giant sword’s strike.
After swinging the sword, the “Sword of the Sky” stored mana was depleted, leaving only a faint shadow.
Outside the metal mask, the Digimon’s cheeks twitched slightly—it was smiling.
At this moment,
it was fully aware of fulfilling its master’s expectations.
But it also knew—
it was running out of time…
“To祭品召唤——“迪路兽”!”
But why was the Magicle精灵 summoned using it as a sacrifice the annoying, stinky cat?
Damn it!
(〃>皿<)
In the heat of anger, the Digimon, still with over 50% mana, turned into light.
The light rushing upwards merged with the white light emanating from the "Deoxys" Magicle card, forming a mysterious and complex sacrificial summoning array.
Inheriting the "will" of the Digimon, the embodiment of Pride and Light—“Deoxys”—made its dramatic entrance!
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Emerging from the sacrificial summoning array, Deoxys slightly raised its head, as if seeing the soul of the Imp Beast ascending, drifting toward poetry and distant lands.
It moved its hands without any hesitation, slowly warming up.
Dark still held four Magicle cards in his hand.
[Arrogance I]
[Meow]
[Flash Spell]
[Solo Sword Sheath]
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