Chapter 903: Dark Demon, Farewell Battle? (4k)
“Handshakes before the match symbolize friendship. No matter when, we hope everyone remembers that friendship comes first, competition second. Now, please welcome the two contestants to the competitors’ platform!”
Amid the announcer’s voice, the two contestants released their hands and walked towards their designated platforms.
Dark Demon [No. 1] was on the Red Side, while Luke Beck [No. 2] was on the Blue Side.
Dark stood on the elevating platform. As it rose, his gaze swept over the field outside.
Outside the arena, the audience waved flags and banners, with familiar names barely visible.
Seeing so many supporters, even someone as indifferent as him couldn’t help but feel a hint of achievement.
The elevating platform stopped in front of the competitors’ platform. Dark entered and skillfully injected mana to activate the spellboard, then placed his deck into the card slots and looked up at the opponent.
Similarly activating the spellboard, Luke Beck tested the amplifier and said, “As the announcer said, friendship first, competition second. I hope you, Demon Junior, won’t be discouraged by this duel. After all, life is long, and you will certainly surpass me in the future.”
Half yin, half yang, this was the so-called sarcastic tone.
Dark chuckled, “Senior Luke Beck, I’d like to say the same thing to you. But mentioning the future makes it hard for me to speak.”
Luke Beck replied, “No need to be shy. At your age, you’ve reached such a level, which I could never achieve at the same age. For now, I can only maintain my dignity as a senior before you catch up. Do you want to break even my small dignity? I, as a senior, can get angry too.”
Dark’s expression turned serious, “If Senior Beck still has the energy to be angry, that’s great. Actually… I’ve always wanted to try your [Dargon Slayer Sword]. I heard it’s also a type of [Illusion Soldier Curse], right?”
Luke Beck sneered internally and said, “Illusion Soldier Curse? You’ll know when you learn that part.”
Their casual conversation made Evan Pearson, standing on the ring, become solemn.
[Illusion Soldier Curse] was an extremely important mana spirit card for a magus with hero qualities.
A brave candidate using [Illusion Soldier Curse] could summon a [Holy Sword]. A sufficiently powerful brave candidate could even summon a [Holy Sword] indistinguishable from the real one.
Evan Pearson had already mastered the use of [Illusion Soldier Curse].
The fact that Luke Beck, who successfully developed the [Dargon Slayer Sword] based on [Illusion Soldier Curse], had caught his attention.
He became unprecedentedly serious.
“Hey, raise your flag and cheer for Dark!” Evan Pearson’s hand was suddenly pulled by Tudor, and his serious expression instantly crumbled, leaving him with a black line across his face.
But he raised his flag and waved it forcefully.
Dark smiled and said, “I didn’t expect Senior to be so humorous. Before today, I thought you were a straightforward and simple person, but I was wrong.”
Luke Beck replied, “You are indeed consistent, albeit superficial.” Dark sincerely said, “Thank you.”
Luke Beck: “Hmph.”
Of course, we all know that “Hmph” is usually used when speechless.
In this plain and sincere exchange, the atmosphere at the scene was fiercely stirred up.
Supporters from both sides outside the arena clearly felt the hostility between the two contestants, and they increased their volume, attempting to overpower the other side’s cheers.
Seeing the atmosphere inside and outside the arena reach its peak, the referee immediately blew the whistle: “Both contestants in position, the duel enters the standby phase!”
Immediately, the words “[Standby Phase]” appeared above the projection.
Dark and Luke Beck, in perfect unison, stopped their “conversation,” quickly adjusted their emotions, and brought themselves to their best state.
The cheers from the audience outside and the announcer’s chatter were left behind, becoming mere background noise.
They placed their hands on the spellboard, waiting for the duel to begin. The referee did not make them wait long; another whistle announced the start of the duel!
[Standby Phase][30s]
Even if Luke Beck was unhappy, he couldn’t express his reasons publicly.
He could only channel his frustration into the duel and vent it fiercely!
The five starting cards were soon in his hand.
Maintaining his usual expression, he quickly rearranged his hand.
In just a few seconds, a well-formed strategy began to form in his mind.
He looked up at the opponent.
Dark Demon drew five cards, showing no change in his expression.
However, since he hadn’t looked up, Luke guessed that something unexpected had happened to Dark’s hand.
Based on this, he further pondered.
Dark Demon continued to think.
His gaze remained fixed on his hand.
[Bliss • Drink Milk][Demon Fox Beast]
[Magic Beast: Ditto][Bliss 4th Moon][Bliss 4th Moon]
This hand wasn’t particularly unusual.
Except for the recently formed [Bliss • Drink Milk] bringing some unexpectedness, the overall composition was quite ordinary.
The tactics these five cards could form were quite clear.
But while rapidly planning in his mind, a thought that had been overlooked until now suddenly occurred to Dark.
“If I transform [Magic Beast: Ditto] into [Demon Fox Beast], could I use [Bliss 4th Moon] to evolve it?”
This thought didn’t significantly impact the duel, but it consumed much of his thinking time.
After all, if he had a Capital Sin Card capable of evolving [Magic Beast: Ditto], it would be better to upgrade it first before transforming it, achieving the same effect.
Moreover, it could transform into something else depending on the situation.
After a dozen seconds, Dark forcibly cut off this unnecessary thought and refocused on the duel.
Then, the round-cutting sound instantly echoed.
“Ding!”
[Battle Phase (1)][30s]
Without hesitation, Dark Demon drew out [Demon Fox Beast].
“In the name of Dark Demon, Mana Summon — [Demon Fox Beast]!”
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