Death Monarch Dragon and Serpent Deity—both were destroyed!
The two sides' trump cards unleashed everything they had at each other. Death Monarch Dragon, having briefly gained infinite power through a trap's enhancement, fired what was probably the fiercest breath attack of its life.
Death Aura collided with Serpent Deity's energy. Their waves tore through each other with devastating force before striking their true forms. Death Monarch Dragon's body naturally could not withstand such infinite energy; the instant it made contact, it was corroded and shattered.
Although Serpent Deity fared slightly better, the difference was negligible. After holding on for several seconds, its body still broke under the strain. Its entire form shattered beneath that attack like a mirrored reflection of itself, finally crashing to the ground in fragments like a smashed ceramic ornament.
Naturally, Dartz, whose existence had already become bound to Serpent Deity, was also caught in the backlash.
As Serpent Deity perished, Dartz cried out as well. Although his Life Points were already zero and could not fall any further, the blow still seemed to wound him grievously. His agonized howl made it sound as though the shattered serpent had been his own body.
In truth, his body was indeed collapsing along with Serpent Deity. His skin peeled away like old wallpaper, and his body sagged as though its bones had been pulled out.
His entire body seemed to have gone out of control, no longer obeying him. Only those eyes remained—eyes so stubborn they refused to close, glaring desperately at his opponent even with all his strength. They were filled with hatred and confusion.
"I don't understand."
"Why?"
He forced the pained question through clenched teeth.
"Why? Why is your god so weak before me? Why is your fate so insignificant before me?" Bakura said coldly. "Because,