Yu-Gi-Oh, this sister card is worth a lick

"Enter the battle phase!" Sato glanced at the dark field opposite and decided to use Hanzo's face to explore the bushes.

"Ninja leader Hanzo's direct attack!"

Hanzo on the Sato field took out a kunai from his waist, put a detonating tag on it, and threw it quickly at Mark.

"Hmph, you want to die so soon? Open the card-covering dimensional wall!" Mark said happily, "It can only be activated when the opponent's monster declares an attack. The damage of this battle will be borne by the opponent!"

"Tsk." Sato looked at the dimensional wall that lit up from the Mark Field and was not surprised.

"It's only 1800 points of damage..."

"Then you'll just have to taste the mere 1800 points of damage." Mark sneered. The space in front of the two of them gradually shattered into a broken dimension. The kunai with the detonating tag appeared from Sato's side as if it had entered another dimension.

Although it was just a holographic image, Sato still subconsciously dodged it. However, what he didn't know was that this unintentional dodge saved his life.

"Bang!" There was a loud bang, and the kunai thrown behind Sato exploded. The powerful force and scorching breath hit his back like a sledgehammer.

He fell into the field like a dog eating shit.

The back was charred black.

"Big brother!" Seeing his big brother being blown to pieces, the little brother standing beside him was stunned. When did the impact force of this duel disk become so realistic?

But when they saw their eldest brother's back which was blown into a bloody mess, they felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

"What...what's going on?"

"Dark Duel! This is a Dark Duel! You Dragon Nation are so despicable, you actually use a Dark Duel!"

"Idiots." Mark glanced at the other two idiots with disdain. He didn't bother to explain, and the corners of his mouth raised with a rather amused expression: "What's wrong? A mere 1800 points of attack can't make you stand up?"

"You bastard... what kind of evil magic did you use!" Sato was lying on the ground and looking at the deep pit behind him, his heart full of fear. The burning pain in his back continued to sting his nerves.

"Witchcraft? No, no, no, I said, I want to make you a sacrifice!" Mark smiled evilly, his dark face filled with a kind of madness.

"Bastard." Sato gritted his teeth and stood up, reaching out to touch the wound on his back. The blood on his hands made him realize that even if he won, he would not be able to continue. With his current injuries, it was impossible for him to survive in this big forest.

There are no medical supplies here, and getting injured means elimination.

"But at least we have to leave the supplies behind." It doesn't matter if he is eliminated, he still has teammates. As long as they can win the bet, plus the supplies in the airdrop, the two of them can survive this assessment as long as they hide well!

"I ambush two cards, turn ends..."

"Wait." Mark calmly interrupted the opponent's end-of-round operation, licked the corner of his lips with his tongue, and said rather sinisterly: "I activate the permanent trap - Heart Calming Pot!"

An ancient black bottle emitting an ominous aura slowly appeared on Mark's field. At the same time, the two cards that Sato had just covered on the field were sealed by countless chains.

"Using this card's effect, I can select two set Spells and Traps on your field. As long as this card is on the field, the selected Spells and Trap Cards cannot be activated!"

"Then chain-activate Torture Wheel on Hanzo on your side of the field!"

"Monsters targeted by this card cannot attack or change their positions, and they will inflict 500 Life Points of damage to you during each of my turns!"

"Nani?"

Poor ninja Hanzo was tied directly to the mechanical wheel. The iron roller was covered with spikes, causing Hanzo to suffer inhuman torture.

Fortunately, she is not a female ninja, otherwise the atmosphere will change in seconds.

"Finally, I will activate Coffin Seller. As long as this card is on the field, every time you throw a monster into the graveyard, 300 life points will be deducted from you~" Mark said in a playful tone.

"My turn is over." Sato's head was covered in cold sweat as he watched the trap cards flipped up from his field. Most of the ninja decks required continuous trap cards to operate. His clone technique and demon transformation technique were all sealed by the Heart Calming Pot card.

"It's my turn, draw a card." Mark glanced at the card in his hand and looked at the other party with a look of pity. "In the preparation phase, the effect of the torture wheel is activated. You will take 500 points of damage!"

"Ah~" At this moment, Sato seemed to be one with Hanzo. The rolling axle was covered with sharp spikes, and after just one circle, Sato's body was covered with bloodstains.

Sato, half-kneeling on the ground, was in so much pain that he began to doubt his life.

"Brother! Admit defeat! This isn't a duel at all!"

"No! How can I go back with dignity if I run away now?"

The expectations of his parents, the high hopes of his teachers and the hopes of his beloved girl, the burden of expectations made the young man dare not slack off. If he could not make a name for himself here, he would not have the face to go back.

For people like Sato, if they cannot return home in glory, it is no longer home but hell.

"Really? But hell welcomes people like you!" Mark laughed heartily. "What honor? What friendship? What love? What boring things. Duels are cruel. Before pursuing these things, all you have to do is win. Do everything you can to defeat your opponent. Only those who survive deserve to enjoy everything that comes with victory!"

"The weak don't deserve these." Mark's expression was cold, and his tone was indescribably firm.

"I'm going to build a monster."

"End of round!"

"It's my turn! Draw a card!" Sato, half-kneeling on the ground, drew a card with difficulty.

"Huh? Pretty tenacious." Mark crossed his arms and watched the other person struggle quietly.

"I haven't lost yet!" Sato gritted his teeth and stood up. This was almost his last chance. "I summoned the Gun Ninja - Flame from my hand!"

"When this card is Normal Summoned or Special Summoned, you can Special Summon your allies from your hand or graveyard face-down! I choose to summon Honey, the Insect Ninja!"

Two female ninjas appear at the same time!

When he had three monsters on the field, the faint light in Sato's eyes became stronger!

"I release the Insect Ninja Honey and the Gun Ninja Firelight on the field!"

"Special Summon the Ninja of the Armor - Yumaru from the Extra Deck!"

Ninja of the Head - Yamagaru ATK 2000

"Boom!" A mechanical ninja wearing samurai armor came rushing from the air.

"Very tenacious, but have you forgotten something?" Mark clapped his hands and sneered, "My Coffin Seller's effect was activated when you freed the two monsters."

"Your life will be used to pay for burying the monster!"

"Hehehehe." The old woman selling coffins laughed sinisterly. After burying Sato's monster, she forcibly took Sato's life value.

Sato held his head and roared in pain, blood slowly flowing down his arm.

Sato's LP1700-LP1100.

"Activate the effect of Lumaru! When this card is Special Summoned, I can banish one face-up monster from my hand, Graveyard, or field, and then banish that card as a target!"

"I choose to exclude your Heart Calming Pot!"

"Iron Crushing Fist!"

"Bang!" The rocket fist shot out and directly shattered Mark's heart-calming pot on the field.

"Good! That's great!" The two younger brothers outside the field danced with joy. The blockade was broken, which also meant that the Ninja deck was about to be reborn!

"Activate the Gaka! Ninja Clone Technique!" Sato took a deep breath, as if he had made some realization.

"Using this card's effect, I can Release a Ninja Monster on the field! Then, until the total Level is lower than the Released Monster, I can Special Summon any number of Ninja Monsters from my Deck in face-up Attack Position or face-down Defense Position!"

"I choose to liberate Hanzo on my field! Special Summon Green Ninja and the second Bug Ninja, Honey!"

"Then I'll set them free!"

"Ahhh!"

Sato rolled on the ground in pain after sending three monsters to the grave in one breath, with only 200 points of health left.

By the time the effect of the coffin buyer wore off, Sato, lying on the ground, was already dying.

But this way his layout is complete.

"Come on! My trump card! Rong Zhi Ninja - Ming Zen!" Sato, covered in hell blood, stared with red eyes and summoned the last trump card.

Ninja of the Rong Dynasty - Dark Zen ATK 2500

A ninja with two swords appeared from the shadows!

The moment he saw Mingchan appear on the court, the hope of victory seemed to be right in front of him. Sato forced himself to roar at Mark.

"Fight!"

"When Mingchan is on my side of the field, all my ninjas can attack directly! Go! My aces!"

"Okay! That's great, big brother!"

The two ninjas passed Mark's monster and rushed towards him. The combined attack power of the two monsters exceeded 4000! As long as these two attacks passed, Mark would be killed instantly!

However, the next second, a huge force of gravity forced down on the two ninjas, forcing them to half-kneel on the road of charge.

"Nani?!"

"Hahahaha, hahahaha!" Mark laughed wildly, his laughter mixed with infinite mockery: "What a pity! I activated the Gaga supergravity net."

Mark had a slightly perverted smile on his face, pointing at the flipped card on the field and letting out a low laugh: "As long as this card exists on the field, monsters above level 4 cannot attack."

"What did you say?"

"You finally summoned the ace monster, but it can't attack. I have to say, you looked really handsome when you tried your best..." Mark covered his face with his hands as he laughed crazily.

Sato was stunned by the mockery, provocation and the strong man's malice towards the weak.

"but.."

"It's all in vain."

"My turn is over! It's not over yet! My health points haven't returned to zero yet!" Sato muttered to himself with dull eyes as if he was just comforting himself.

"Really?" Mark showed a disdainful expression, looked up at the wound on Sato's body and said slowly: "Your health value is indeed not zero, but your blood is almost drained."

"My turn, draw a card!" Mark exaggeratedly used his index finger to twist a card from the top of the deck.

The funny gestures and deliberate delaying actions made the two people outside the field curse viciously.

But Mark didn't care about that.

"Ahhh, let me see what I got."

"Wow, it's actually an 8-star monster."

Hearing Mark's words, Sato's eyes lit up with hope again. Although the future looked bleak, reality told him to remain calm. The opponent only had one face-down monster on the field, and an 8-level monster required two sacrifices. As long as he could draw a card that could remove the trap... then he could still win!

A true duelist would never lose to such a despicable fellow.

"Do you think you are particularly noble when you fight with passion? Are you thinking that only a guy like you will lose to me?" Mark shook the monster card in his hand, as if he had seen through the other party's thoughts long ago.

"Hmph! I didn't expect a despicable guy like you to be so self-aware." Sato laughed bitterly, but in fact he was almost unable to stand up.

"Despicable? Everything is equal between you and me."

"Despicable? Is despicable the winner?"

"Noble? Is refusing to admit defeat noble?"

Mark spread his hands and shook his head with an indifferent expression.

"It's not that nobility chooses the victor, but that the victor must be noble." Mark flipped over the monster in his hand: "This card cannot be Normal Summoned. It requires the release of two opponent's monsters to be Special Summoned!"

First give the other person hope and then ruthlessly crush that hope.

Mark's face showed an extremely happy and twisted smile, and he shouted loudly.

"I will release your Rong Ninja, Meizen, and Zhou Ninja, Luwanmaru!"

"Special summons!"

"Lava Demon!"

The flames devoured everything, and the duel ended as the terrifying monster devoured everything of Sato.

Sato, who was severely injured both mentally and physically, was sent back to the Tower of Babel by the covered forced escape device.

His two younger brothers were crying their hearts out. Those who didn't know would have thought that their big brother had died in the fire. They suppressed their desire to seek revenge on Mark. Now the trio had become a two-person group and they had to survive no matter what.

After looking at Mark who picked up his brother's resources from the ground with humiliation, the two of them fled quickly.

"Huh, they run pretty fast." Mark picked up the opponent's supplies and patted the dust off them. If the mode of military training was not survival, he was actually unwilling to let those two guys go.

But considering that he still had more than ten days to survive, it would be very troublesome if he got injured. In addition, there was a small airdrop nearby. After careful consideration, Mark decided to transfer the supplies in the airdrop first.

"Let me see what delicious food is in the airdrop." Perhaps only in front of delicious food can Mark turn back into the teenager he was before.

After eating raw rice for two days, even his stomach couldn't take it anymore. Hunger was only secondary, but indigestion was real.

Mark, who has been feeling uncomfortable for two days, is now looking forward to having a good meal. He is not demanding and even the most unpalatable black bread is not a problem.

After struggling to open the deformed airdrop, Mark looked inside with joy.

Then he saw a box full of stomach-strengthening and digestion-promoting tablets.