Yu-Gi-Oh!: Phobic Peptide Mad Dragon Executioner Dragon

(Hey, playing cards every day is so much fun!)

Gods do not die.

Even if the soul is scattered and the body is reduced to ashes, the oath remains, and one will never reach true "death".

Sculptures, books, paintings... even images, photographs, and memories—anything that bears the true image of a deity can become its embodiment; anyone who sings the true name of a deity will become its apostle.

Born from fragmented memories of a past life, projected from the past into the present, its true name is—

■■■■To this day, the evil remains.

They descended because of the oath.

……

"Explain your purpose, or you may be executed on the spot."

The black chains of psychic power contracted, embedding themselves deeply into Xing Liang's (despair) flesh and blood, constantly eroding and assimilating him.

"Don't you know my purpose better than anyone else?!"

Xing Liang (Despair) glared at Xing Liang (True Ancestor Evil), his red psychic power surging beneath his robes. The black psychic chains, which were about to retract, froze for a moment, and he broke free once again.

"Time and time again, over and over again, what do you take us for?!"

This is an alternate dimension that Xing Liang (True Ancestor Evil) forcibly isolated from the real world using his mental power. No one can enter or leave without his permission.

Xing Liang (Despair) wanted to leave, so he had to seize control of this space. Therefore, he no longer held back. Red psychic energy burst out of this clone and rushed straight towards Xing Liang (True Ancestor Evil) with lightning speed.

"Answer me! End of thought!"

He was fast, but clearly not fast enough.

Xing Liang (True Ancestor Evil) remained expressionless and made no movement, but at this moment all the black psychic chains in the space differentiated and intertwined, forming waves layer upon layer, which instantly swallowed the red psychic flow.

"It is the verification of a conjecture, a part of a plan, and the program code for running trial and error."

His voice was calm and unhurried, and his dark eyes looked at Xing Liang with despair, as if he were looking at a corpse.

"And you are a mistake that should never have happened; your mere existence makes me want to vomit."

Xing Liang (in despair) struggles desperately in the surging waves of chains, his red psychic power erupting again and again in an attempt to break free from the chains that are engulfing the entire space.

Compared to the overwhelming black, that splash of red was so tiny, like a small boat on a vast ocean, appearing and disappearing amidst the raging storm, seemingly about to vanish at any moment.

Despite having no hope, they still struggle on; despite seeing no way out, they still refuse to give up.

"Mistakes that are already known can be corrected, so why try to stop them!"

Roaring, Xing Liang (Despair) relied on his meager psychic power to kill his way to Xing Liang (True Ancestor Evil).

Raising a dagger formed from red psychic energy, he ignored all defenses and plunged it straight into Xing Liang's (True Ancestor Evil) chest.

"Clearly, they don't have to die. Everyone can survive!"

But in the next instant, Xing Liang (Despair) was slammed away by the wave of chains, and the dagger was also disintegrated and devoured by the black psychic power. Looking at Xing Liang (True Ancestor Evil)'s chest, there wasn't even a scratch left.

The gap is too big.

Xing Liang (True Ancestor Evil) has an inexhaustible supply of mental power, but the mental power within him is insufficient to support his use of authority.

No, it should be said that even if He could use His authority without any restrictions, He would still be no match for Xing Liang (True Ancestor Evil).

Recalling the records about Nian Zhong that he had seen in the library, Xing Liang (in despair) got up once again.

Even if it is just a clone formed from fragmented memories, it is still the executioner who is given the title of "Absolute".

The one who initiated the divine war and ended the old days of execution.

If those standing here were not all avatars, then even a single [Primordial One] would not be qualified to challenge Him.

Perhaps, they can't even look directly at Him.

Xing Liang's (despair) clone could not replenish its mental energy from this universe. Its already limited mental energy had been almost completely depleted after the struggle just now, and it could barely maintain its form, reaching the limit of near collapse.

Sensing the last remaining psychic power within the clone, the red eyes pierced through the waves of chains and looked at Xing Liang (True Ancestor Evil), trying to discern some clues from it.

Is what the library records truly accurate?

Their eyes met, but He could not discern anything.

"In that case, there is only one answer."

Xing Liang (True Ancestor Evil) raised his left hand.

Is this a signal to kill?

Xing Liang (in despair) knew he could not escape death, so he prepared to detonate the last of his psychic power in a desperate fight.

At the very least, the coordinates of this universe must be transmitted so that the entity can attempt to break through the barriers between universes and arrive.

This universe itself must be stopped.

Just as Xing Liang (Despair) was determined to die and released the psychic power that maintained his physical form in preparation for a full-scale suicide attack, a black psychic chain wrapped around Xing Liang (True Ancestor Evil)'s arm and transformed into a grotesque duel disk.

"...Yes, how could I forget?"

Xing Liang (Despair) stopped moving, transformed back into human form, stared at Xing Liang (True Ancestor Evil)'s duel disk, and also raised his left hand.

"Here you go!"

The crimson duel disk unfolded, and Xing Liang (Despair)'s deck was automatically loaded into it.

They stake everything on resolving their disputes through a duel.

This is an unquestionable order.

Just as the atmosphere was about to become tense, a "door" suddenly opened above their heads, and the black-haired beauty and the Egyptian-style man, who thought they had hidden themselves well, fell into this alien space together.

Xing Liang (in despair) didn't even lift his eyelids, clearly having also noticed the two who had been secretly watching him.

Looking at the location of the "door" that had opened and immediately closed earlier, the black-haired beauty didn't know where to begin her complaint.

Several layers of distortion and oblivion failed to escape the eyes of these executioners; the "door" opened precisely beneath their feet without giving them any chance to react.

Nothing was touched or leaked; you know for sure whether it was turned on or off.

"You will act as third parties to witness the upcoming duel."

It wasn't a discussion, it was a notification.

The two nodded frantically; they had no right to refuse, or rather, they dared not even have such a thought.

Even if what's standing in front of them now is just an incomplete projection clone, Xing Liang (True Ancestor Evil) could easily slice them up and cook them in hot pot.

One plate of spicy food and one plate of clear soup.

The life level and strength of the [rank] realm? It's a joke in front of these two monsters.

With everything ready, the two Xing Liangs took a deep breath and shouted simultaneously:

"For the proper functioning of order / For the justice of the survival of the masses, Xing Liang / In the end, I will execute you!" x2

The telekinetic force responded by cutting up this temporarily created alternate dimension and dragging it into the void, where they could engage in a duel without any worries.

Xing Liang (True Ancestor - Evil) VS Xing Liang (Despair).

The black-haired beauty swallowed hard, then tossed the coin that had appeared out of thin air into her hand, which tumbled and landed among them.

red.

"I choose to attack first, it's my turn!"

(It's so hard to write about the Pearl Tears method, and playing normally isn't fun. I wrote three versions of the Pearl Tears method, and finally settled on one that's relatively suitable for the story. I'll post it tomorrow morning at 8 am~)