Card: My wife is a bit dull, but she leads thousands of dragons

"I won!" Binel laughed and raised his hands to celebrate. "It was a pleasant duel!"

Albus hadn't come back to his senses yet, and as soon as he calmed down, the sound of "Quick Attack Magic!" was still echoing in his ears.

Or maybe "I draw ten!".

I won't be able to sleep tonight. I'll lift up the quilt and see it's full of quick-attack magic.

Especially the final [Super Fusion] that produced [Anti-Hero] was unforgettable, even unforgettable.

"Huh..." Albus let out a long breath of relief and said softly, "Congratulations, you win."

In the past few hundred years, he had participated in reincarnation in the Snow Mountain nineteen times. This was not the best result, nor the worst one.

But the most unforgettable one.

There are too many heavyweights.

Binail stood on the lift platform and waved to Albus below, "Goodbye!"

"Next time we meet, I want to draw ten more..."

Her voice gradually became subtle and melodious, dissipating into the air.

Albus's face darkened, and he imagined picking up a hammer and nailing [Nebula New Universe Man] to the cross.

On the other side, Nanyang Ling won with difficulty, gasping for breath.

He and Dibel have known each other for five or six years and have practiced dozens of matches against each other in the Pseudo-Classic, but this is the first time he has defeated her.

"Congratulations." Dibel said with a faint smile.

Soon, she thought of something, put away her smile, her face became serious, and whispered: "Maybe I shouldn't congratulate..."

"I don't know whether it's a good thing or a bad thing to let you reach the semi-finals."

From the moment they met, she felt vaguely uneasy, as if something bad was quietly brewing.

"Probably." Nanyang Ling smiled weakly, raised his head and asked, "Is [Flame King] still in your hands?"

"Yes." Dibel nodded and took out a deck. "Are you going to change your deck for the semi-finals?"

"【Sao Ling】can't beat them." Nanyang Ling said helplessly.

He has already reached the limit of the [Spirit] deck and can even exert 120% of its strength.

But the gap within the system is there.

He remembered very clearly the two people in the ruins of the gods. They were truly insurmountable mountains.

Dibel nodded slightly, took out a few cards and said, "Do you want to add a few [Maleficent] and [Original Sin Treasure]? It can be called [Phoenix Phoenix]."

"Oh - it can be matched this way." Nanyang Ling's eyes lit up, and his stiff, petrified face regained a slightly human expression.

"I'll look into it."

"It's quite interesting, but I still prefer [Pure Snake Eyes]."

"Yes, you probably forgot something, and you want to see if I know it." Nanyang Ling took the card and asked before leaving.

The two of them were familiar with each other, and he might know the details that she had forgotten.

Dibel hesitated, took a deep breath and said: "Did I... did I kill the boss..."

She remembered backstabbing Yimi, but couldn't remember why she did it.

I still feel a little bit resentful.

Nanyang Ling smiled and said: "That's not the BOSS, the BOSS..."

His voice paused.

The following part, "The boss died in challenging God," was not uttered.

"BOSS..."

He just couldn't say that sentence.

Dibel seemed to realize something and smiled faintly, "It's okay, forgetting the details... is normal."

Forgetting is not necessarily a bad thing.

"What about you? What did you forget?" she asked, changing the subject.

Nanyang Ling's eyes were filled with gloom, and her voice was worried and low: "I forgot... where I hid the card..."

When Dibel heard this, his heart sank suddenly.

She knew what card he was talking about, a card that was more important than his life.

It took a lot of effort to get it back.

In the end, you forgot where you hid it?

Fate really loves to play tricks on us.

"I'm sorry." Dibel whispered, "I... don't know either."

Nanyang Ling smiled, waved her hand and said comfortingly: "It's okay, I'm the only one who knows about this, I won't tell anyone else, it's normal that you don't know."

Dibel looked at his waving hands, feeling a little dazed and uncomfortable.

Those were a pair of ugly hands, particularly eye-catching in the dim light.

He had used these hands to climb the red-hot lava rocks. In that scorching hell, his fingers clasped the hot rocks again and again, experiencing a long period of carbonization and grinding.

finally--

Evolved, sharp nails.

The cold light on the nails made Dibel feel very uneasy.

"Goodbye." Nanyang Ling said goodbye softly and turned to walk towards the lift.

Dibel's anxiety reached its peak. She reached out her hand hastily, but caught nothing: "How about..."

She really wanted to say, "Forget it," "There is danger ahead," or "Wait until the next snow mountain."

But when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say them out.

It's nothing but baseless, ridiculous, woman's intuition.

How can you use such ridiculous intuition to stop a boy who must move forward?

The next Snow Mountain is a blank check.

No one knows when the next session will start, and when it starts, what level one will reach.

This may be his only chance in this life.

Using an absurd intuition, I persuaded him to give up this opportunity.

Is it ridiculous? It's so ridiculous.

She couldn't say it.

Nanyang Ling walked straight onto the elevator and headed to the waiting room on the tenth floor.

"boom--"

The lift made a loud noise, delivering the last of the top four.

Luo Bai, Yi Lan, Nanyang Ling, and Binai'er looked at each other in silence.

Binel really wanted to chat.

It can block the communication between players.

The four of them closed their eyes helplessly, without adjusting their decks, and each of them was thinking about something.

Time passes little by little.

Ten minutes later, the smart referee's broadcast sounded again.

[A new round of duels is about to begin]

【Players, please be ready】

With a ding sound, the avatars and numbers on the light screen rotated rapidly, and the four people's hearts began to rise.

The rotating match slowly stopped, and the projected name and avatar of the pair appeared, with the duel room number next to it.

Luo Bai VS Nanyang Ling.

Ilan VS Binel.

The match is complete, the barrier is removed, and a room appears on each side.

But the strange thing is.

The mark Luo Bai gave to Nanyang Ling's room was not a number like before.

It is a pattern, a pattern of burning flames.

The four of them didn't think much about it. They took a deep breath and walked towards the designated room.

Luo Bai and Nanyang Ling walked to the door, without saying hello, and pressed their palm prints one after another.

The iron door slowly opened, and the passage was pitch black.

"What's going on." Luo Bai frowned, feeling uneasy.

Nanyang Ling frowned and followed carefully.

The two of them went deeper and deeper into the dark passage.

Outside the snowy mountain, Mickey heard something, his eyes suddenly widened, and he said in a trembling voice: "It's all together..."

"Are you ready?" Shen Shen tilted his cute bird head.

The duel on the seventh floor and above was inside the snow mountain and they couldn’t see it.

Mickey has the "Listening" authority and can hear some sounds.

"Two hundred years later..."

"The sun has gathered again..."