Osiris's Superconductive Wave, Obelisk's God Fist Crush, Ra's Divine Breath Flame Cannon.
The Egyptian God Cards' triple bombardment—there were scarcely any beings in the world capable of fully withstanding such an attack. Anubis took all three attacks head-on. Though his dragon body had fallen apart and he had reverted to human form, barely alive with only his last breath left, that was still quite impressive.
Anubis had now reverted to human form. He lay on the ground, half-dead, his body gradually disintegrating into dust. He looked as though he could breathe his last at any moment.
Atem walked over to him and looked down at him expressionlessly.
"Anubis, perhaps your past truly is connected to mine. But even so, I will not stop. I will recover my memories, and during that time, I will defeat anyone who stands in my way," Atem said.
Anubis met his gaze for several seconds, then closed his eyes and smiled with some difficulty.
"You learned Xyz in only a moment. I admit it, you surprised me. Perhaps you really are a powerhouse with that level of strength."
But after a pause, he spoke in a sinister tone.
"Even so, That Lord's power is far beyond yours."
Atem frowned. "Zorc?"
But Anubis did not answer. He merely closed his eyes. Even now, with only a slight closing of his eyes, That Lord's image seemed to immediately emerge in Anubis's mind.
He had been fortunate enough to duel That Lord and experience that power firsthand. That suffocating pressure, that overwhelming strength, made him believe that he was absolutely one of a kind in this world—the sole being in the dark New Era after the destruction of the old world who was worthy of the throne.
"Then what about Dartz?" Atem asked again.
Anubis laughed when he