Who Let Him Play Yu-Gi-Oh! novel Chapter 981

Chapter 981: Chapter 981: Assembly

Boom!

The Cavalry’s lance pierced through the body of the White Dragon. The Blue-Eyes Alternative White Dragon was blown to dust by the Dark Cavalry’s strike, dissolving into white light and an afterimage that slowly faded away.

[Kaiba, LP 200]

Kaiba closed his eyes gently.

"Do you understand now, Kaiba?" "Atem" asked from across the field. "This is the difference in power between us. Even if you tried a hundred or a thousand times, the result would never change."

"That’s not it." Kaiba replied.

Atem frowned. "What?"

"That’s not it." Kaiba muttered, almost to himself. "That guy... he wasn’t like this."

Atem: "..."

In the next instant, at the very spot where the defeated Blue-Eyes Alternative White Dragon had stood, a dazzling radiance erupted. Like a blue beam shooting out from the underworld, a supremely beautiful dragon twisted its body, spread its wings, and soared, letting out a high-pitched, proud roar.

"When a Level 8 or higher monster on your field is destroyed, you can Special Summon this card from your hand."

Kaiba raised his head, his tone suddenly rising.

"Power of pure white, born from the source of endless time! Unfurl your wings, trembling in the resonance of intertwined souls—

Appear from the deep azure abyss——

DEEP-EYES WHITE DRAGON!!!"

[Deep-Eyes White Dragon, ATK 0]

"When Deep-Eyes White Dragon is summoned, both players take 600 points of damage for each Dragon-type monster in their graveyards.

I have eight dragons in my graveyard now. That’s a total of 4800 damage."

Kaiba turned away in style, walking off with the coolness only a true man can muster—never looking back at the explosion.

"Vanish, phantoms."

Deep-Eyes White Dragon spread its magnificent wings. Brilliant light rained from above, like a barrage of dense cannon fire, swallowing Atem’s figure.

"..."

A sweet, synthetic female voice echoed in the air: "Simulation complete. Thank you for your hard work, President Kaiba."

Mokuba rushed over, handing Kaiba a bottle of water. "Big brother!"

Kaiba took the bottle and drank. Mokuba grinned, "The development of the Dark Cavalry was a huge success! Another big step forward for the Dark Magician series. The press conference is going to be a hit again!"

Kaiba only responded with a flat "Mm."

Mokuba actually knew what his brother was thinking.

No matter how successful the development, how perfect the series became—so what?

The only person Kaiba thought worthy of wielding the power of the Dark Magician was long gone.

Sometimes, even Kaiba himself wasn’t sure why he’d spent so many years laboring over the strengthening of Dark Magician decks.

That guy had been gone for ten years now. Even the vessel he once used was no longer active in the dueling world.

But KaibaCorp’s information network was formidable; Kaiba occasionally got wind of news about Yugi. He knew that Yugi rarely dueled publicly now, almost hiding in the shadows, yet still traveled the world, seemingly keeping an eye on the next generation with special potential.

What did that mean?

Did he think his era was over, and decided to give the stage and opportunity to the next generation?

If so, Kaiba found it laughable.

He never thought of himself as old. Progress was his only creed. He always moved forward, by any means necessary. If there was no road ahead, he would carve one with his own hands.

Every opponent who had ever defeated him—eventually, he would surpass them with greater strength, proving himself fearless, unstoppable, always surpassing his former self.

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