Who Let Him Play Yu-Gi-Oh! novel Chapter 1138

Chapter 1138: Chapter 1138: The Battle Begins

Primo: "..."

At this moment, the proud Pure Noble had nothing to say. He was on the verge of snapping.

Of course, it’s not like he’d been physically harmed in the duel. He hadn’t even been the one to step into the arena, sending in the automaton called Ghost instead.

This kind of stand-in dueling diminishes one’s fate power, making it impossible to unleash full strength. Normally, no matter how the duplicate is battered, it doesn’t affect the real body.

So really, he wasn’t hurt at all—he was just infuriated.

Hinotama, Hinotama, Hinotama—all over, non-stop...

Especially just now, he’d boasted so loudly: how could the great Iliaster Pure Noble possibly lose to Hinotama? And not even a turn had passed before he got burned to death.

His bold words came right back to slap him in the face.

No, this wasn’t just a defeat. This was humiliation.

In truth, Primo hadn’t been completely committed to winning in the first place. Much like in the original anime, when Primo first encountered Yusei, he sent a Ghost automaton to test the waters. This time, it was the same—send the robot to probe.

They simply had too little information on the person who replaced Goodwin. If the opponent was mediocre, it’d be an easy win—why bother investigating further? But if he was tough and they lost, at least they’d gain information.

But after this disgrace—after being defeated by infinite Hinotamas—this rivalry was now personal.

And that legendary Black Luster Soldier—was that really its true power?

Primo began to doubt himself.

Black Luster had been gone from this dimension—a mere legendary relic. Iliaster had the ability to traverse time, but they rarely went further back or met users of Black Luster.

Could it really be that—this infinite burn loop was the correct way to use it?

After the barrage of Hinotama burns, the Ghost automaton looked pitiful. Its black cloak was charred, one arm was blown clean off, sparks popping from the stump, its dead eyes empty—the thing was scrap.

Even its Duel Runner behind it, the moment it was defeated, exploded with a bang. The perpetual engine auto-destructed, spraying arcs and flames before quickly reducing to a pile of junk.

Kira stepped forward and checked the duel disk—sure enough, the deck inside was already burning up.

"A copy deck," Kira murmured.

It seemed designed to self-destruct the moment the Meklord Emperor was about to fall into enemy hands.

Using Ghost as a remote proxy already reduced fate power. Using non-original copy cards crippled performance even more. At most, this Primo could only deploy 50-60% of his true strength—and while infuriated by defeat, he surely wouldn’t accept it.

But that was fine. Kira was ready to welcome him again—any time.

"So it really was Iliaster after all..."

Kira gazed at the flaming Duel Runner wreckage on the highway, stroking his chin in thought.

This was a surprise.

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