Who Let Him Play Yu-Gi-Oh! novel Chapter 832

Chapter 832: Chapter 832: Can’t Hit? So Annoying (Bonus)

Careless.

Momono was now truly experiencing the malice of society through a duel, and he’d come to a deeper understanding of the maxim "never use something your opponent gives you in a duel."

Otherwise, getting the short end of the stick is one thing—but being mocked until your mentality collapses is the real problem.

That’s exactly how he felt now. The more he looked at that Volcanic Queen, the more punchable she seemed. Something about her presence felt like she was constantly mocking him.

"Don’t get cocky too soon!"

Momono barked.

Just one Continuous Spell to shut down his offense? Who did this guy think he was dealing with? Some overrated street duelist?

"Quick-Play Spell ’Mystical Space Typhoon’: destroy any Spell/Trap on the field," Momono snapped. "Naturally, I’m destroying your face-down Continuous Spell ’Level Limit – Area B’!"

A black tempest hoisted the Spell Card into the air, and a lightning bolt from the eye of the storm split it into glittering shards.

The oppressive seal instantly lifted. The pressure crushing all monsters on the field dissipated in a heartbeat.

"With that, the attack restriction is gone," Momono said. "Monsters can change their battle positions again.

Change ’Volcanic Queen’ and ’Airknight Parshath’ from Defense Position to Attack Position!"

[Volcanic Queen: DEF 1200 → ATK 2500]

[Airknight Parshath: DEF 1400 → ATK 1900]

"Next, Equip Spell ’Premature Burial’!" Momono thrust out the card. "Pay 800 Life Points to Special Summon a monster from my GY in Attack Position and equip it with this card!

Obviously, I’m reviving this one."

[Masumi Momono, LP 3000 → 2200]

A vortex to the underworld opened. Before the monster even appeared, blinding white radiance burst from the darkness, as if turning hell into high noon. A towering steel angel rose like a sun; argent armor gleamed with searing brilliance.

Tualatin, revived!

[Tualatin, ATK 2800]

"If you thought a single Spell could seal my attacks, you miscalculated," Momono roared. "I’ll use the monster you gifted me to finish you off!

First, Tualatin attacks directly!"

Endless white light gathered, coalescing into a blade. A holy sword forged from pure luminance. The tip touched the ground and sent ripples of power across the field, burning away darkness like the noonday sun.

One sweeping strike carved through Kira’s empty board and came crashing down upon him—

"This isn’t good," the Eye muttered snidely on the side. "If we get felled by the monster we gave him, that’d be hilarious."

"True enough."

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