The Wicked Eraser, wipe out with one blow!
The duel concluded, and the towering dark silhouette vanished alongside it. The Eraser transformed into an illusory image, scattering like dust in the wind. The suffocating oppression it brought, the overwhelming dark clouds, disappeared like a mirage.
The figure of Heart Flying with the Wind vanished without a trace following the Divine Strike. However, Bakura didn't find it strange; he merely thought the opponent had been obliterated by the supreme divine power of the Evil God, without considering the possibility of the opponent "resurrecting and corpse-running."
"Hahaha!!!" Bakura tilted his head back, laughing triumphantly, "How's that? Did you see? This is the invincible power of the Evil God!"
One Hammer Eighty No Bargain secretly mused beside him, thinking that when Bakura sees Heart Flying with the Wind again, his expression will surely be more interesting than it is now...
Six-Year-Old looked at Bakura's back, and couldn't help but feel uneasy in his heart.
Goodness, he actually has such terrifying cards in his hand. Luckily, he didn't rashly attempt to backstab this guy earlier, otherwise, he might have been the one blasted to bits...
Feeling delighted, Bakura turned his head to look at One Hammer Eighty No Bargain.
Before the battle began, he had decided to leave at least one survivor to interrogate about how they knew so much information, and see if he could find out the origin of the Duel King named Youyu.
Bakura now felt at least seventy percent sure he could ascertain Youyu might also be some ancient person's reincarnation—or even an immortal like Dartz, which seemed to better explain why Youyu knew so much.
But first, he had to find a way to make this fool talk.
One Hammer Eighty No Bargain quickly realized that after his teammate fell, it would be his turn next. However, he wasn't intimidated, directly opening his Duel Disc to engage.
Why be scared? Who the heck hasn't died a few times while exploring?
At worst, run to revive, come back in a few hours as a hero again!
"Oh?" Bakura looked at him playfully, "Decided to seek revenge for your fallen comrade because of his downfall?"
"That's right!" One Hammer Eighty No Bargain stood proud, "I'll inherit his will! I won't let his sacrifice be in vain!
Anyway, passing the game CG is better when paired with some fitting lines from the antagonist. He also remembered he's still on camera, with many players watching, so even if he's going to lose, at least do it with flair.
He felt that Heart Flying with the Wind had a pretty stylish end, at least getting the momentum going...
"Hey, you're quite spirited, but we don't necessarily have to be hostile," Bakura put his hands on his hips, starting his usual villainous brainwashing routine, "Actually, we don't need to be enemies at all.
I greatly admired that Duelist earlier; in fact, he was indeed one of the strongest opponents I've encountered... Of course, I also appreciate you. If it weren't necessary, I wouldn't want to confront you.
Since you know my true identity, you should also know what I'm capable of. When I revive—and I absolutely will—the world will bow down to me!
Not just this world, but even the real world too!"
Sorry, but what you call "real world" is still a game to us. One Hammer Eighty No Bargain thought.
An antagonist boasting before a fight, attempting to win over the opponent—this routine is overused across various works. One Hammer Eighty No Bargain didn't think much of it, just assumed it's a plot CG, then responded according to script: "Shut up! Say no more, if you want to fight just get on with it!
I absolutely won't let my comrade's will go to waste, the bonds between us are unbreakable..."
"That's very unfortunate," Bakura shook his head, "If you joined me, you could have everything you desire: money, status, beauties..."
"I told you, no matter how much you say... Uh wait, what did you just say?"
One Hammer Eighty No Bargain suddenly paused.
Wait a moment, did he just say there would be beauties?
Wouldn't that mean... R18 content?
Could there be such a good thing?
"...Wait I just thought about it again, actually I've only known him for a short while, not that familiar," One Hammer Eighty No Bargain said, with a completely serious expression like "If teammates died, they died," "Your proposal isn't beyond consideration."
One Hammer Eighty No Bargain felt that he was speaking the truth, without a hint of insincerity.
He hadn't known Heart Flying with the Wind for that long. They were newcomers in Youyu's support team, just joined not long ago, and added as friends in-game maybe for... a week or two.
Besides, it's not like he's really dead.
He believed if Heart Flying with the Wind were still around, he would surely support his decision here...
...just like all those thirsty people in the comment section.
Bakura: "?"
What about your comrade's will?
Didn't you say your bonds were unbreakable?
One Hammer Eighty No Bargain's livestream was filled with "2333," with even some LSPs who were equally anticipating R18 content constantly posting "GKD," as if waiting for the main show.
...There's no other way.
There's an old saying that time is like a whetstone, which will grind down anyone's edges.
Many of us, under the grind of time, turn from all kinds of people...
...into all kinds of "perverted" people.
It's an irresistible force.
This instantly choked up all the scripts Bakura had prepared for his persuasion; he stumbled for a moment before barely saying, "Well, that's... good."
Bakura couldn't find anything to say at the moment.
It felt like catching an enemy spy, tying him up, planning to perform a good cop, bad cop routine, emotionally move him, then throw irresistibly tempting offers to break his psychological defenses...
...only for the guy to spill everything over a drumstick, making all the careful preparations a waste of effort.
There's definitely something fishy!
Bakura looked at the guy suspiciously.
He defected so cleanly, selling out a teammate without batting an eye, making Bakura suspicious of One Hammer Eighty No Bargain's attitude.
His eyes flickered, narrowing his gaze: "So, to demonstrate you're genuinely willing to join me... Tell me, your leader, that guy named Youyu, who exactly is he? Why does he know my true identity?"
"...Youyu, huh?"
One Hammer Eighty No Bargain smiled mysteriously, his eyes showing a hint of nostalgia; it even seemed to carry a touch of the weariness that comes from weathering the ages.
He sighed deeply, turning his head as if lost in a long reminiscence.
...Actually, he was posting on a forum.
"Emergency help! The Great Evil God is asking me about Youyu-san's background, quick, someone please make up a believable backstory! Online, urgent!!!"
"..."