Chapter 382: Episoode Twelve (Part 4)
Amid the adrenaline-pumping BGM, the Ruler of Dragons, Red-Eyes Black Dragon, and Vortex Dragon simultaneously turned into dust.
The camera shifted skyward. In the heavens, lightning began to gather in massive quantities, and an invisible yet awe-inspiring force shot into the firmament. A gigantic red dragon emerged from the rolling lightning, unleashing an earth-shaking roar that stirred the very souls of those who heard it.
Fearing that the players might not recognize it, the AI thoughtfully displayed its name and stats.
[Slifer the Sky Dragon (Lv.127, Divine)]
[Skill: Thunder Cannon — instantly reduces the enemy's ATK by 2000 points; enemies with less than 2000 ATK are destroyed outright.]
That's absurdly strong! After reading Slifer the Sky Dragon's skill, every player's head was full of question marks. As expected of Wayne Sturwell—the protagonist himself! If that Thunder Cannon were to hit them, it would definitely hurt like hell!
The next moment was just as jaw-dropping. The audience saw Zhou Ning point toward the mass of flesh-and-blood monstrosities ahead—then the camera pulled back. A white electric sphere gathered in Slifer's maw and was launched downward.
The camera tracked the falling orb as it scattered midair, striking each monstrous beast precisely. The sizzling sound filled the air as they were instantly reduced to charred remains—a dazzling, magnificent sight.
Though players had already seen many iconic moments today, this scene still made them swallow hard and flood the chat with "666!"
Then, Slifer the Sky Dragon and Obelisk the Tormentor joined forces to attack the evil god Nyarstora. The light and shadow effects were incredible. Though Zhou Ning himself hadn't thought much of the battle at the time, the AI's editing somehow turned it into a god-versus-god clash of epic brutality, leaving players utterly thrilled.
Next came the moment that Zhou Ning remembered vividly—the massive HP recovery. After Slifer and Obelisk's fierce attacks had finally reduced Nyarstora's health by half, it suddenly shot back to full. How were they supposed to fight that? Players collectively broke into a cold sweat for him.
At that point, the camera cut to Wayne Sturwell. Everyone noticed that his face showed no fear, no hesitation—neither joy nor sorrow. Only anger and serenity, twisted together in contradiction.
A card appeared in his hand. Without even glancing at it, he flung it forward.
In an instant, three dark-skinned men clad in golden armor and wearing golden hawk-helms appeared by his side.
Wayne Sturwell began to chant again, and the AI thoughtfully displayed the subtitles:
"Spirits sing, eternal power commands all things! Their life, their soul, even their bones. When heaven and earth converge, commence the ritual to summon the Sun God—descend, The Winged Dragon of Ra!"
The earth quaked violently. Fiery red meteors with blazing tails appeared out of nowhere. A golden mechanical sphere emerged in the sky, then opened. A golden giant bird spread its wings and cried out in a voice that shook the heavens—divine power radiating in full!
The AI added subtitles beside it:
[The Winged Dragon of Ra (Lv.130, Divine)]
Another god! Was this the savior? Just how many gods was the protagonist planning to summon?!
Goosebumps broke out all over the players' bodies. They were too excited to even speak—but little did they know, this was only the beginning.
As the electrifying "Passionate Duelist" BGM reached its fever pitch, beads of sweat trickled down Zhou Ning's temple. He pressed his index and middle fingers together as if drawing something out from the void.
Moments later, an illusory card appeared in his palm, surrounded by prismatic lightning—then he slammed it down!
The music swelled even louder, a dazzling explosion of seven-colored light blooming outward until everyone had to shield their eyes.
Zhou Ning's voice rang out:
"In the name of the King, the three Egyptian Gods shall unite as one! I summon The Creator God of Light, Horakhty! Using the three gods as sacrifice—let darkness be banished!"
Suddenly, the chat stream visibly thickened, filled with exclamations of disbelief.
"Holy crap, using gods as sacrifices? Did I see that right?!"
"My blood is boiling! Am I the only one who caught that line—'In the name of the King'?!"
"Nuclear launch detected! I repeat—nuclear launch detected!"
"Wayne Sturwell: Evil god! Your HP is but a candle in the wind!"
More and more viewers began copying Zhou Ning's chant:
"In the name of the King, the three Egyptian Gods shall unite as one! I summon The Creator God of Light, Horakhty! Using the three gods as sacrifice—let darkness be banished!"
Even the notorious Wayne-hater, Grantham, couldn't resist typing in the chat with flushed excitement: "Holy crap, that's insane!"
Before the eyes of every viewer, a storm of pure radiance suddenly took shape in midair, whipping Zhou Ning's coat in the gale. The storm of light swept away the blood and malice around him, erasing all darkness into nothingness.
Next, The Winged Dragon of Ra, Obelisk the Tormentor, and Slifer the Sky Dragon shattered one after another. Amid blinding brilliance, a graceful female figure clad in golden armor descended from the heavens, her golden wings spreading wide. Her eyes opened—calm and beautiful.
[The Creator God of Light, Horakhty — Level: ???]
"Holy crap, The Creator God of Light? That name alone sounds terrifying!"
"Creator God of Light: 'Lesser god, you've done well.'"
"Damn, this is epic!"
"Passionate Duelist" reached its climactic finale. A colossal beam of radiant energy erupted from Horakhty's hands, filling the entire screen with blinding white light.
The brilliance lasted for three full seconds. When the image returned, players saw Nyarstora's enormous body melting away under the light. Its massive HP bar vanished in an instant—erased by unimaginable power. Then, Horakhty herself disappeared.
The BGM came to its abrupt, perfect end.
The players collectively exhaled, flooding the chat with comments to vent their excitement. Zhou Ning also watched with great satisfaction—apparently, his flair for dramatic entrances had improved.
The video was now about three-quarters through. The next shot cut to a pitch-black room, where Little Broken Book once again lamented its frustrations. Players noticed that under its planning, another god—the ancient being known as the Dark Spider Mother, Matalita—was about to descend.
Once again, everyone's hearts leapt into their throats. Even players who had lived through those events were nervous all over again. Zhou Ning remarked that it was perfectly understandable—after all, when Matalita descended back then, she was killed so fast that many players didn't even realize she'd been a god…
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