"Ahhhh—"
A gut-wrenching scream, as if ripped out from the very depths of the soul, brimming with unimaginable pain and despair. So sharp and trembling, if you only heard the sound, you’d think someone was having their flesh cut open inch by inch, or being burned alive, every single nerve howling in agony.
The entire audience was stunned into silence. Of course, that included the prison guards of this facility—normally, the chief warden was the main culprit for abusing power and tormenting inmates, but these goons hardly counted as innocent either.
Right now, seeing their boss in such a state, even the remaining guards felt a chill and dared not meet their superior’s gaze.
This high-ranking officer, Goodwin, seemed in that moment like a white-haired devil—a very embodiment of all the prisoners they’d tortured in the past.
It wasn’t just the guards. Even the inmates, who should have been gloating, felt a chill hearing these screams.
Another three thousand life points roasted off the other side—who could even come up with such a method? Can a normal person even think of something this vicious?
Yet for all that, many people felt a strange sense of gratitude towards this new officer, coupled with a natural fear.
It wasn’t just the brutality—it was the effortless skill, the way he could burn through three thousand more points as if it were nothing. That, too, left them shocked.
The combination of Woodland Sprite and the Divine Sword - Phoenix Blade wasn’t an infinite loop, but it certainly gave the same vibe. To an average duelist, this was a once-in-a-lifetime, flashy, ultimate move, possessing the pressure of a super finisher.
And the shock was deserved. Few knew that the "Divine Sword - Phoenix Blade," a limited-race Equip spell that only offered a measly 300 ATK boost, could still earn a spot on the Forbidden Card list reserved for those with special skills.
To beginners, this was baffling—how did this card even make the Forbidden List? But if any of them experienced the sort of roasting the warden just did, they’d immediately stop looking down on such a "big boss banlist card."
Anything that made the Forbidden list was never a pushover.
And now, the warden, having taken one round of this treatment, lay sprawled on the ground, trailing black smoke. Get close and you’d swear there was a burning flesh smell.
"It seems, this duel has only proved your lack of ability to run this place," Kira said coolly, retracting his Duel Disk as he gazed at the kneeling warden, Mr. Armstrong.
"In addition, every illegal act committed under your tenure will be thoroughly investigated. I personally look forward to the results."
Kira paused, his voice curling with a dangerous smile.
"Well, the specifics will depend on the investigation and evidence. But in the end, it’s quite possible you’ll be imprisoned in your own facility."
The half-dead Mr. Armstrong shuddered, fear etched across his face. "No, sir, you can’t—I—if you put me in here, I won’t survive a day...not even an hour!"
"Oh?"
Kira smiled.
"Then, do your best."
"No! Sir, please, don’t—"
He tried to struggle, but he was already half-dead from the electrocution—how could he manage it? Kira waved his hand, and immediately a pair of security officers moved in, dragging the warden away.

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