Yu-Gi-Oh!: Ultimate Duelist

At this time, the middle-aged man asked doubtfully: "How could our people sneak into the dark elves?" The middle-aged man's eyes were full of surprise and curiosity. He couldn't imagine that someone could successfully sneak into such a tight organization of the dark elves.

The man in black robe glanced at him and said, "Haha, didn't the leader tell you that as long as the duelist's strength reaches a certain level, he will have dark power?" There was a hint of sarcasm in the man in black robe's tone, as if blaming the middle-aged man for his ignorance.

The leader said: "Because inside the Dark Elves, in addition to the Dark Elves themselves, there are also people who have been possessed and controlled by them, so as long as you are strong yourself or have some other powerful props, it is relatively easy to sneak in without being discovered." The leader's explanation made the middle-aged man suddenly realize, and he began to realize the complexity and difficulty of this battle.

The middle-aged man asked, "Since we can sneak in, then we know where their headquarters is, can't we just attack directly?" The middle-aged man's eyes were full of expectation and eagerness, he was eager to resolve this crisis as soon as possible.

The man in black robe sneered when he heard this: "You're so naive! Some of our people have sneaked into their headquarters before, but disappeared without a trace." The words of the man in black robe were like cold water poured over his head, instantly cooling the middle-aged man's enthusiasm.

The middle-aged man said unwillingly: "Is there no clue left? We can't just sit there and wait for death."

The black-robed man shook his head slightly. "Their headquarters is filled with all sorts of strange magical restrictions. Once discovered, dire consequences will be triggered. Our people simply don't have time to pass on any more information."

At this time, the man in black robe looked at the leader and said, "What do you think about what I proposed last time?" The man in black robe's eyes were full of anticipation and eagerness. He knew that this decision would affect the fate of countless duelists.

The leader said with some embarrassment, "If we add simulated real damage to the duel disk, I'm afraid the duelists won't be able to bear it." Hesitation and worry appeared on the leader's face. He was well aware of the significant impact of this decision.

The man in black robe said without giving the leader any face: "Do you want to watch those duelists die without any resistance in the dark game?" The man in black robe's words were full of questioning and accusations. He was dissatisfied with the leader's hesitation.

The leader retorted, "But this may also put the duelists in greater danger. If they can't adapt to this kind of real damage, it may cause more casualties."

The black-robed man glared. "If we don't change, we will be driven deeper and deeper into despair by the dark elves. The situation now cannot be delayed."

Just as the leader was about to say something, the man in black robe handed over a document and said, "Look, just recently, our investigation found that many of the duelists who played the dark game with the dark elves didn't have their souls taken away because they lost the duel. On the contrary, they couldn't bear the pain brought by the duel and fainted or died, thus failing the duel." The man in black robe's tone was full of helplessness and anger. He hoped that the leader could make a decision as soon as possible.

The leader took the document and read it carefully for a long moment. Every page he read weighed on his heart, as if he could see the pain and struggle of those brave duelists in the dark game.

The middle-aged man also came over to look at the document and said with emotion: "I didn't expect the situation to be so serious. We can't hesitate any longer."

The leader nodded slowly and said, "Well, it's time to launch the eighth generation duel disk..." The leader's voice was full of helplessness and determination. He knew that this decision would change the world of all duelists.

……

On a mysterious island in the South Pacific, the sun shines brightly on the golden beach and the crystal clear sea like a gem. However, at this moment the air is filled with suffocating tension and danger.

A young man stood there, his face charming and handsome, but his eyes were like sharp blades, so cold that they seemed to be able to freeze everything in the world in an instant. He raised his chin slightly, with an innate arrogance and unruly attitude.

The young man said angrily to the middle-aged man in front of him, "Hmph, I never thought that I trusted you so much, but you turned out to be an undercover agent in our organization." His voice was full of anger and disappointment, as if he was heartbroken after being betrayed by the person closest to him.

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, his face full of anxiety and anger, and argued loudly: "Young master, how could I be an undercover? Over the years, I have followed you through life and death, and have made countless contributions to the organization. Think about it, is there such a dedicated undercover? I am loyal to the organization and have no second thoughts." The middle-aged man's eyes revealed determination and sincerity, trying to arouse the young man's trust in him.

The young man simply chuckled dismissively, his laughter filled with mockery and indifference. "Ha! If it weren't for the Lord's wisdom, deliberately leaking some important information, how could he have lured all of you undercover agents out? The Lord is incredibly wise, having seen through everything. You undercover agents thought you were hiding perfectly, but little did you know that the Lord saw through your tricks long ago." The young man's words were filled with admiration for the Lord and disdain for the undercover agents.

The middle-aged man still had an angry look on his face, and emphasized again: "What news is there? I didn't do it, so I didn't do it. I have contributed so much to the organization. You can't just conclude that I am an undercover based on groundless speculation." The middle-aged man was very emotional. He was unwilling to be wronged and tried his best to defend himself.

Seeing the middle-aged man's refusal to admit it, the evil man's eyes flashed with impatience, and he threw a cell phone at him. The phone traced a graceful arc in the air before landing heavily at the middle-aged man's feet. "Take a good look at yourself! How dare you say that the person above isn't you?" The young man's voice was filled with authority and anger, and his unquestionable tone seemed to declare that the middle-aged man's fate was sealed.

The middle-aged man looked down at his phone, his face instantly turning pale. The screen displayed clear photos and messages, definitively proving his undercover identity. Despair and regret filled the middle-aged man's heart, as he knew he could no longer conceal his true identity.

"Considering that you have helped me a lot in the past, I will let you die easily this time. Ah Wu, send him to death." The evil man's voice was cold and ruthless, like a verdict from hell.