Chapter 73 Sir, Please Spare My Life!

In a basement somewhere unknown in Tongshiye City.

A man in a black sack-like outfit walked down the dark stairs. He wore a large hood, and his sturdy body was tightly covered in the black clothes. Although there was no one around, he pulled the brim of his hat down very low, as if he was afraid of being recognized.

He walked to the end of the stairs in the pitch-black darkness, and there was a locked iron door in front of him.

The man took out the key from under his large clothes, inserted it into the keyhole, and looked around before turning it, nervously confirming whether anyone was following him.

After confirming that it was correct, he creaked and opened the door.

A dim light shone from the other end of the door. The flickering candles lit up from the braziers hanging on the walls on both sides, as if there was an invisible ghost in this enclosed space.

The man walked to the end of the secret room and knelt down carefully facing the empty wall, just like the ancient people who piously waited for divine revelation on the altar.

A golden light appeared on his forehead under his hood, forming a golden eye.

The man showed a look of fear and awe, and bowed his head in this empty room.

"Master Malik."

Malik Ishdar, the descendant of the grave-keeping clan, the leader of the Gurus Group - although he was not here in person, his voice was directly projected into the man's mind through the power of the thousand-year-old tin staff.

"Quinn was also defeated." Malik went straight to the point, his voice sounded coldly, "Do you know what this means?"

"Yes... yes..." The man was timid and lowered his head and dared not say a word.

"So far, three rare card hunters have been defeated by the kid in the Night Walker World." Malik said coldly, "And every time the kid wins, he will take away our deck, as if he is deliberately provoking us!"

Yes, that's right, the deck held by the defeated vampire Quinn was also pulled out by Youyu...

And this time the process was also recorded by the "photographer" watching in the front row.

When seeing this scene in the video, the silly players were all very happy...

"I was surprised that you can pull out the other party's deck after winning?"

"I think I know the secret of how many cards there are in Youyu's shop..."

"Does that mean I can buy a vampire deck next time I go to the shop?"

"I feel that this deck should be okay in this environment with a little adjustment? Wait for a big guy to build it."

When seeing this, Youyu couldn't help but wonder if his behavior would lead the silly players astray.

Imagine the scene where the silly players run up to pull out the deck every time they defeat the opponent...it seems a bit funny.

Hearing that Lord Malik was angry, the man was shaking like a sieve and lying on the ground motionless, not daring to say a word.

"This is totally different from what you promised before." Malik said coldly, "Tongshiye City should have been the area you were responsible for. You were Gurus's spy here, and you promised to take care of everything before the Duel City Tournament began.

But you failed, and you let me down. So unless you can give me a good reason within two seconds, your mission ends here."

While speaking, the golden eye on the man's forehead had already blossomed with divine light.

The man's pupils contracted, and his frightened eyes were full of bloodshot. He began to breathe heavily, and the whole person was almost suffocated, and even had the illusion that the death god was strangling his throat...

"Wait... wait a minute!" He shouted desperately, "I... I have a card for you to look at!"

"Oh?"

Malik temporarily stopped the execution, and was interested in seeing what he could take out.

Gulus Hunter took out a card from his robe with trembling hands.

It was the highest level rare card, "True Red-Eyes Black Dragon" rated as USR.

Malik became interested: "You actually got the 'Red-Eyes Black Dragon'? I remember this card is..."

"I got it from Muto Yugi's friend, Jonouchi Katsuya." The rare card hunter seemed to have found hope again and hurried to take credit.

"I see, so you did something useful after all." Malik snorted.

The golden eyes on the man's forehead dimmed a little.

"Forget it, I'll spare your life this time," Malik said, "but things can't go on like this, if we continue, we will be in a more disadvantageous situation before the plan is officially implemented.

I'm arranging more people to your side, and I will rush over to participate in the competition after things here are over."

"Ah?" The man was stunned, "But it doesn't mean that if too many people are sent over, it will lead to a full-scale battle between the two sides..."

"It doesn't matter." Malik sneered, "The meaning of Gurus's existence is for this plan, for the hatred of our gravekeepers that has surpassed three thousand years. Fight if you want to, there's nothing to be afraid of."

After a pause, he chuckled: "In addition, I have already set up secret agents in Tongshiye City. Unlike you rubbish, that is a puppet controlled by me personally, and his deck contains the ultimate trump card that can instantly wipe out any enemy."

The man's eyelids jumped: "Could it be... God?"

"Yes! It is the god of the underworld, 'Sky Dragon of Osiris'!" Malik said loudly.

The man reminded cautiously: "But, if the puppet loses the duel, won't the God card be...?"

If you lose the card game, wouldn't you be sending your head thousands of miles away?

That would be funny.

"Are you saying I will lose!?" Malik raised his voice.

"No... no."

"Humph." Malik snorted heavily.

Malik said that he was the second strongest duelist in their village, and he had never lost a card game with anyone other than his sister!

It's just that he grew up in the grave-keeping family and has basically never played cards with anyone other than his sister...

I, Malik, am giving myself away?

Not happening!

The man realized that something was wrong and quickly flattered him: "Lord Malik is wise and brave, unparalleled in the world. Plus, with the God Card in hand, there must be no rival."

"Hmph."

You're smart, so I won't bother you this time.

"There's one more thing." Malik said coldly, "I asked you to keep an eye on the whereabouts of Kaiba Seto and my sister Isis, are you doing it?"

"Yes." The man said hurriedly.

"Okay, keep paying attention." Malik said, "'Sky Dragon of Osiris' and 'Winged Dragon of the Sun God', these two God Cards are in my hands. Only 'Oberisk's Giant God Soldier' ​​was handed over to that Seahorse by my sister.

Humph! Although it is a little accident, it is not a problem. In time, I will defeat Seahorse and take back the Giant God Soldier, and then even if my sister stands in front of me, I will defeat her with my own hands..."

The man subconsciously said: "But I heard that your chances of winning a duel with Lady Isis seem to be low..."

Then he realized in time that something was wrong and stopped talking.

Malik Ishdar, the leader of Gulus, the descendant of the tomb-keeping clan, and the master of the Winged Dragon of the Sun God, fell into silence for a minute.

Then he said coldly: "I have decided, I still have to execute you first."

"Ahhh! I was wrong, Lord, spare my life!!!"