The Statue of the Saint (Yu-Gi-Oh! DM/GX Crossover)

Updates from my wife who moved from another place →_→ To be honest, my wife likes updates to be out of sync QAQ I have to go through many websites to follow an article QAQ Chapter19 They were forced to burn their souls to consolidate the cage that restrained themselves, propped up their trembling bodies and pointed the tip of their knives at their former classmates and friends. They questioned the reason for everything but got no answer from anyone. The vacancies of the Seven Stars were gradually filled, and fewer and fewer of them were left, and finally there was only one. There may not even be one left. The alchemist, who hides his identity and all his emotions with a mask and cloak, locks them into a closed and narrow arena. Only the living ones are taken out, drink various soul-healing potions and throw them back into the room. The souls are exhausted in the battle, and the body is given to the monsters born in the darkness to serve as bait, so that they can be more comfortable when guarding the prisoners, and will not swallow the dying Seven-Star candidates due to hunger. The speed of self-repair of the riddled soul was so slow that it was almost despairing. The pain like being bitten by a wild beast flowed through every part of the body, but it didn't even have the strength to wail and struggle. Like a broken rag doll, the cotton stuffing inside has been removed, and the thin empty cloth shell shriveled up. There were soft words passing by my ears, like the gentle temptation of a soul-sucking devil, and every word was soaked in vicious sweetness. It says that you should put aside your unnecessary worries and useless kindness. Instead of wasting your rare duelist soul in a place like this, it is better to give it to me. Do as you like. Fubuki heard his own answer, a hoarse voice that was like crushing a bunch of dead leaves. He originally thought that he had exhausted all his remaining energy even to keep breathing. ——Now, I just want to go back alive. He closed his eyelids tiredly, and the touch of the card between his fingers disappeared. Then something cold covered his face, and the dark and moist shadow blocked all the light in his thoughts. When he opened it again, his field of vision had been filtered into a cold blue, like the cold and quiet eyes of a friend in his memory. "There's nothing wrong with the bracelet itself... Rather, wearing it should be harmless." Yugi subconsciously stroked the amethyst silver chain placed on the white napkin. He raised his eyes and saw Marufuji's bright green eyes in the seat opposite him still glued to the thin chain. He didn't know whether he should say he was focused or blank. "... Hmm, Mr. Liang?" The Duel King waved his hand in front of the opponent's eyes. Liang blinked and hid back, "Nothing. Why do you say it is beneficial and harmless?" He asked, seeming to deliberately show that he was not distracted and quoted words that appeared in the conversation just now. "This amethyst has the aura of an elf. I can't quite figure out what's hidden inside." Yugi tapped the crystal with his fingertips, and then slowly wiped it along the chain. "The bracelet part should have been added later." Hearing the holder express his affirmation calmly. The duel king's deep purple eyes narrowed into soft arcs, "Not everyone can process jewelry in the elf world, and it may be dangerous. But this piece of jewelry is processed perfectly." "This style should contain elements of white magic. It can resist certain curses and malice, and has a protective effect on the soul." Seeing the confusion in the other person's eyes, knowing that his knowledge in this field is really poor, it's no wonder. Duelists who can't see the elves but interact with the elven world are really an outlier among the few. "For example, if you wear it for a dark duel, the pain and fatigue can be minimized, and the damage from the soul's damage to the body will also be reduced, and the safety will be improved a lot." "Maybe, that's true." I didn't pay much attention to it during the duel, but now I finally realize it. Caesar pursed his lips with complicated emotions. During the dark duel in the afternoon, I could feel the fatigue coming from the reduced deck, and the depression surrounding me in the closed duel space. But the only thing he didn't worry about most at the beginning was the pain that always shot up in his heart at an inappropriate time. No wonder Fubuki was so determined to stuff it in the first place. I don't know if it was because he had foreseen something, or if it was just to take precautions. Caesar frowned silently. If it was the former, then Fubuki might have hidden more things from him than he thought. After finishing his meal and drinking, Jonouchi was leisurely sipping corn chowder when he noticed that the Rocket Warrior in the deck came out excitedly, and whispered in his ear. The main idea was that the price of this kind of amethyst in the elf world was frighteningly high, and with the exquisite craftsmanship and the infusion of white magic with a certain intensity, it would not be a problem to sell it for six figures. Then the thick soup suddenly slipped into the trachea. Jonouchi picked up a napkin and covered his mouth and began to cough suppressedly. Fortunately, they chose a quieter corner of the restaurant and it was well past the peak crowd time during dinner, so they didn't attract too much attention from nearby people. The Duel King dragged the glass on the table, poured some cold water for his companion, and pushed it to his hand. The other party took it gratefully, and when he poured it into his mouth, his mind was filled with thoughts such as the equivalent of a bracelet and several times of monthly salary, and his lack of concentration caused him to choke again. Jonouchi struggled to make an OK gesture, saying that you don't mind me and continue talking. With his other hand, he hammered his lungs, which were aching from coughing, and hit his sternum, making a low, drum-like sound. Yugi smiled helplessly, and when his eyes returned to Liang's face, he found that the other person was in a daze again. The surface of his beautiful green eyes reflected the silver chain in front of him that reflected light. Then Liang reached out and grabbed the chain. I fumbled to put it back on my wrist, but my eyes were looking elsewhere, so the buckle of the bracelet couldn't be buttoned properly. "Need help?" "... Well, thank you." He stretched out his hand again in embarrassment, Yugi smiled at him, lowered his eyes and started fiddling with the damn buttons unskillfully. But to be honest, taking it off is more troublesome than putting it back on, Marufuji Ryo thought, he almost made an annoying nick on his nail just now, was he deliberately not allowed to take it off, right? While moving his hands, Yugi noticed that Ryo remained patiently silent, and was infected by that calmness. The eyes of the three people seemed to have gone to Ryo Marufuji's right wrist. It seemed that when he didn't speak, he might be distracted or too focused. Yugi chuckled happily in his heart. It was not like he had never dealt with people who were naturally silent, and he gradually figured out the mood hidden in the other person's reaction. "But how did Mr. Liang get it? It's really curious." The Duel King made sure that he used a casual conversational tone, not a suspiciously clichéd tone. I hope not. The wrist seemed to tremble, "It was given by Fubuki." Of course, there are other secrets, but they are still unspoken. It's not that he doesn't want to talk, it's just that he himself is a little confused and doesn't know where to start, and the only guy who can explain clearly is currently sleeping comfortably on the bed in the hotel room upstairs. At this time, Yugi had difficulty clasping the chain and retracting his hand, his fingertips a little aching from being pinched just now. He waited for a while, but the other party didn't seem to want to elaborate more, and he didn't ask any more questions. After thinking for a moment, he took something out of his pocket. When the thing was placed under his eyes and Marufuji could see it clearly, he felt something hit his heart hard. "Please help me return the card that Fubuki-kun accidentally dropped before." Muto Yugi smiled without any thought. When Marufuji Ryo reached out to pick it up, he realized that the other party seemed to have exerted an obstructive force on his finger. "Is this the 'lucky tool' that Fubuki-kun mentioned?" The speaking speed was deliberately slowed down to a certain word, but Marufuji didn't answer. That is what the default means. Jonouchi Katsuya raised one cheek and frowned. The moment his Rocket Warrior took out the card, he screamed in surprise and shrank behind him, so Jonouchi curled his lower lip to express his disdain for the timid character of his own elf, and silently sent it back to the deck. "It's different from the amethyst just now. It also has power... And it's very powerful, but it's also very dangerous. If possible, throw it away as soon as possible... Can you throw it away?" Yugi saw that the other party's expression became blank again, which was really far from the sharp-eyed Emperor of Hell on the duel field. But his gaze fixed on the Darkness card seemed a little different from before, and it had a darker tone. "I couldn't throw it away before, but now, I don't know." Marufuji replied. "Why do you think it is dangerous?" He asked, "Although Fubuki has had the experience of being possessed by the soul inside before, that soul has been driven away now. It should be... Clean now." In fact, he was not sure. He heard from Yusuke the whole process of the apocalyptic battle in which Judai crushed Darkness's ambition. Who knows whether the goat skull will still linger on the mask. The Duel King let out a surprised sound. Perhaps because of this, the strength of his fingers relaxed. The Darkness card that Caesar had been holding back slipped out of his fingers. "Possessed by the soul inside?" The purple-eyed young man's voice was as low as murmuring to himself, and his unchanging leisurely mood collapsed for a moment, but quickly strengthened again. "That's right, it's normal for dark props to have something attached to them." This was indeed what he was saying to himself, Yugi blinked, "If possible, Fubuki-kun would be better off not using it again. This dark prop is already damaged." Caesar hoped that Mr. Duel King could explain it in more detail. "To say it is damaged... Is not very appropriate. After all, its effectiveness is still there. Should it be said that there is a gap in it?" Yugi was worried about the words, and while thinking about it, the tip of his index finger slid down the bridge of his nose. "I didn't understand it at first, but since you said that the original soul inside has been driven away, it is not surprising that a gap will be left. And the gap is incredibly large. You can imagine how strong the original soul power was inside." It's very strong, probably at a level that can reset the world. It would be a big trouble if it fell into the hands of careerists, which was why Fubuki had tried her best to tolerate it. Ryo Marufuji mentally agreed with Yugi's speculation, "What will happen if there is a vacancy?" "If my inference is correct, it will forcefully use the user's soul power to fill this gap. It is equivalent to a kind of self-repair." Yugi crossed his fingers and put them under his chin. "Originally, this filling process is very slow, and the soul power can be restored through adequate rest, so it should not have a big impact on the user." It is somewhat similar to charging a battery. "But that's a situation where the soul power can only go in and out. Fubuki-kun usually doesn't put it on just to repair this mask, right? Like this afternoon, I used it to materialize duel monsters. It would be fine if it was in the elf world, but in the world we live in, using the power of elf requires even hundreds of times the soul power consumed in the elf world... Eh, a thousand times?" There was an inexplicable pause for half a second at the end of the explanation, and then the game asked who was next to him for confirmation. Ryo Marufuji guessed which duel elf it was to provide additional explanations, and recalled the experience of using the armored black dragon as a means of transportation with Ed in the elf world. Jonouchi Katsuya clicked his tongue twice in deep surprise. Yugi pursed his lips sternly, "That's not all." He frowned in embarrassment again, wondering if he was choosing a way to explain that sounded less worrying, "Fubuki-kun's soul has been seriously damaged." The Duel King, who was really not good at beating around the bush, felt that his description of the current situation might be too straightforward, because the indigo-haired boy seemed frightened, and his eyes seemed to freeze while he held his breath. "... Although it is not beyond repair (otherwise he would be dead now), it will take time." So he added a sentence hastily, but the other party did not feel too relieved. The duelist's soul space is very spacious, but the duelist's soul is very weak. He had taken a large number of soul potions in a short period of time, so he had developed a certain degree of drug dependence, and the recovery of his soul power was very slow. The silent magician who had been standing beside Muto Yugi explained this to her host in a formulaic tone. The reduction of soul power to this extent is not so much excessive consumption as damaging "abrasion", and this abrasion is not caused all at once. The image that pops up in Yugi's mind at the same time is that of a sharp sword that has been scraped repeatedly on a hard whetstone. It should have been blunted.

Fubuki Nissan accidentally poked my cousin's sore leg... Don't be too handsome_(:3∠)_

Where are your muscles? Forgive me for being scared at first

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!! XD~~ It finally appeared (I'm full of bullshit inside)

"Legendary duelist"! You have finally become a legend by destroying the city dog hahahaha. Although it was originally set up like this in GX, I still find it funny (is yours really the city dog's destiny?||| The aibo who asked for autographs, the city dog who choked on the curry, Fubuki who picked the wrong topic, and Ryo who happened to have the knack of observing words and expressions were all very interesting. In fact, these two villains are not annoying at all. I have a little sympathy for these two people who are bound to be defeated in the future, especially the pawn who goes after the Duel King...

No more ah ah ah ah ah

Hmm, I don't know if it's the sixth or seventh time I've read this article… There are always times every year when I really want to read this article by Mrs. Hina Lian [laughs] Basically, this is the article that pulled me into Fubuki's trap... I feel that Fubuki's portrayal in the article is much more three-dimensional than on TV [because I haven't read the manga] I really like Fubuki on TV, but Fubuki is always killed by the plot. Liang also likes it very much, so this article is not too in line with my wishes... Maybe it's because I'm used to waiting for the pit or something else... Although I feel resentful that Chu Lian never comes back to update, she still squats at the bottom of the pit.

So... Gave it up...?

If you meow a little, will you die if you let it go a little? I'm not a VIP, why should I care about the update speed? I've been waiting for almost three years, so give me some benefits. Rolling around, crying, begging for help.

... What about the promised update?