"Let Lord Pharaoh fall into eternal fear!" Matsuliang shouted, "The direct attack from the root of the evil god's fear!"

The huge evil god raised his arm, and his punch hit him like a piercing through space. The bone claws on the back of the fist flashed with a cold and fierce light!

The power of a punch is like a long and rushing river!

"Master Pharaoh!"

"game!"

The companions around exclaimed, and the priests were even more interested in using the power of the artifact to interfere with the duel to share the damage for the Pharaoh, but under the blow from the root of fear, they were all nailed to the spot like a tree stump, and they could not move at all.

The game gritted its teeth: "At this moment, the trap card sent to the cemetery by the 'evil god and the emasserter' is the effect of the 'cross-fighting trap'!

This card was sent to the cemetery for the turn, and I can start a trap card from my hand!" (Animation card)

He raised his hand and showed a card: "I activated the 'Sacred Protective Shield-Reflector Power' from the card! The moment the opponent's attack declaration was made, all the attacks on the opponent's field meant that monsters were destroyed!"

Trap cards emerged, and the sacred blue light formed a hemisphere shield blocked the game!

"That is the highest level sacred shield, which can release the sacred light that clears any monsters!" said the Lord Esses, "Very good, if it is this power..."

"Muda!" Matsuliang laughed, "The trap is useless to the evil god!"

With a heavy punch like a hammer, the sacred shield seemed to be easily smashed into pieces, and shining blue fragments fell in front of the game.

"Even this level of defense spell doesn't work?" Mahad was shocked, "What kind of monster is that?"

"Monster? This is a god!" Matsuryu emphasized again.

But the game was not too unexpected. After all, his three phantom gods are not affected by the trap effect. If the evil god in Maurya's hands is really the evil god that corresponds to the phantom god as he said, there is naturally a considerable probability that he will have the same resistance.

The reason why I tried to use the "reflective mirror power" to defend was just a lucky person. After all, if I had not confirmed it with my own eyes, no one would know if the evil god is really as powerful as that of Matsuo.

But he still has defensive measures!

"The effect of the 'Chestnut Ball' in the hand!" The game shouted, "Abandon the 'Chestnut Ball' from the hand, and the damage to 0 in one battle is only once!"

"Curry Curry!"

Liziqiu, who has not appeared for a long time, has been the C position as always, and as soon as it pops up, it directly faces the evil god, a world-destructive existence.

Of course, the evil god is drizzling in front of our real boss. The fluffy little guy lifted his weight lightly, and he used his body to block the evil god's attack from the collapse of the landslide, and no damage was leaked.

"It actually blocked the attack from the root of fear?"

The development of the situation was obviously a bit beyond Mauro's expectations.

The game's backcourt was swept away completely, with an attack power of 4,000, and a phantom god's resistance. He punched him with a punch. He thought he was almost sure, but he never expected that this perfect attack would fall on a mere chestnut ball...

"Tsk, what a lucky guy."

Matsura waved his hand unhappily.

"Put three more cards, the turn is over."

Although it was three cards, three slabs still hit him with three rumbling sounds...

Finally hearing the ending declaration of Matsuraki, the tense nerves of the dark game finally relaxed a little. Then he realized that at some point his back had been soaked in sweat and his muscles were a little stiff.

He now fully believed that these "evil gods" in Mauroliang's hands were undoubtedly able to compete with the Three Illusion Gods... Maybe even stronger.

Faced with such things, even moving a finger is a hundred times more difficult than usual. Especially in the face of "evil gods and fear roots", when the cold fear opens up like the body instinct, it is extremely difficult to keep the brain running.

Even if you are careless for a moment, it may be a terrible ending!

"One other me!" The sound of cheering game came, "Come on!"

“AIBO…”

Dark Game turned his head and glanced at everyone behind him, smiled slightly, and the flame in his heart that was on the verge of extinguishing at any time under the pressure of the evil god quickly rekindled.

All have reached this point, how can you retreat easily?

They have experienced so many storms and overcome countless difficulties and obstacles. Whether it is AIBO or everyone, it is clearly something that has nothing to do with them, but they all spontaneously accompanied themselves to this memory sandbox without fear of hardships.

Even in order to respond to their enthusiasm and expectations, how could I fall down in such a place?

Thinking of this, Dark Game's eyes regained the domineering aura of the king, and his eyes shot straight into the deep eyes of the evil god like a knife.

Evil gods and other things...just crush them!

"My turn, draw the card!" the game said, "Magic Card - Magic Book in the pot, players on both sides draw three cards from the deck!"

"Then is the magic card - the angel's alms, draw three cards, and then pick two cards to send them to the cemetery." The game picked out two cards to give the tomb, but then opened another card, "Magic card - the curtain of the black magic! Pay 1,000 health points and specially summon the monsters of the dark attribute magician clan from the hand or cemetery.

I resurrected the 'Black Magician' who had just abandoned the cemetery!"

【Game, LP 3000 → LP 2000】

The transparent and gorgeous magic array, the green and transparent magic rod shot out from the spiraling magic array, and the mage in the black robe seemed to follow the traction of the magic wand and flew out. He flipped in the air, his steps fell to the ground with a light and steady pace. The magic power radiated out from the inside out, forming transparent cyclones, which made the black robe under him rise and fall.

The priest Mahad, who was watching, looked at him.

When did the Pharaoh have such a magician elves?

It looks like my "Black Fantasy Magician"!

Not only that, he seemed to feel a sense of familiarity from this elf...

"Magic Card - the ties between master and apprentice." The game continued, "When there is a 'Black Magician' on his field, he will specially summon the 'Black Magician Girl' from the deck.

Come on, Dark Magic Girl!”

The pink magic circle, the magic girl with white skin and beautiful appearance, played playfully, leaving crystal starlight where the small magic wand swung past, and the blonde hair hangs down softly.

【Black Magic Girl, Attack Power 2000】

Matsuliang chuckled disdainfully: "What is the use of this kind of little magician combination in front of the evil god?"

"Put the 'Black Magician' and 'Black Magic Girl' on the field as sacrifice!"

The game waved his hand and a pitch-black magic array was swung out in the air. The black magic master and disciple both stood up and turned into a torrent and flew into the magic array. The magic array began to rotate slowly, and each line seemed to have a black flame ignited.

"The souls of the black magic intertwined, and the magic priest who was born through endless years is here-

——The Black Magic Priest!”

The black magic circle burst down as if it had reached a critical point, and the dark magic waterfall hit the ground. The black magic storm gradually gave birth to human shapes. The slender arms wearing black gloves were wearing a wide and sacred magic robe, and a staff of deep sapphire, and received the baptism of magic.

Black Magic Priest, Summon!

【Black Magic Priest, Attack Power 3200】

"The Black Magic Priest...ha, he really called out an amazing monster." Magami narrowed his eyes.

"When the Black Magic Priest fights, every magician clan exists in his cemetery, the attack power of the monsters fighting with him decreases by 500."

"So that's true, it's indeed a powerful force." Makura smiled, "but the level of the Black Magic Priest is nine, and the level of the Evil God is ten.

What a pity, monsters below level 10 are ineffective against gods, and this priest is powerless, hahahaha!!!”

The game glanced at him, but seemed to be distracted and only showed another card.

"Start a magic card from your hand...Magicalized Fusion!"

"Nani?" Matsuraki realized something was wrong.

"This card can perform the ultimate fusion summoning of magician monsters on your field and the cemetery!"

The game raised his arms, his cloak flew, and the magician's phantoms appeared behind him one after another.

“'Stranger', 'Magic Warriors and Destroyers', 'Black Magician', 'Black Magician', 'Black Magician', and the 'Black Magician' on my field!

I will all exclude the five magicians on the field, the cemetery, from the game...the fifth level fusion!"

Matsuliang's pupils shrank: "It's actually a fifth-level fusion!?"

The figures of the five magicians disappeared one after another, turning into magic beams and shooting into the vortex in the air. The magic power churned, and from time to time, electric snakes jumped out. Various magic arrays emerged one after another, flashing like a kaleidoscope, which was just dazzling.

"The ultimate magician who runs through time and space, and who dominates everything-
Chapter completed!