An endless valley stretched ahead, its dark mass of troops marching slowly through the mountains. Dense black clouds hung like a heavy lead-gray curtain, churning low and oppressive, as though bearing an infinite burden that might pour down at any moment.
Dark World Warrior - Dark Blade had once been one of the Supreme King's great generals. However, he was usually not stationed at Supreme King's Castle, but at a fortress beyond its borders.
Not long ago, news of the Supreme King's fall spread throughout the Twelve Dimensions. All the dimensions fell into turmoil, and people panicked. Anyone with even a little power began declaring himself king, hoping to break away and become the next Supreme King.
In terms of level and attack power alone, Dark Blade was nothing remarkable—merely an ordinary four-star monster with 1800 ATK. But he possessed a secret art that allowed him to command dragons, and he excelled at taming powerful Dragon-Types for his own use.
Still, he was not so simple-minded as to plot independence. He knew his own forces were not especially strong. Though he commanded many soldiers, military power alone was not enough to accomplish anything in this world.
What mattered was knowing how to play cards.
No matter how many troops or followers you had, they could only help you expand your influence and occupy more territory. But if you wanted the capital to hold onto royal power, your fist had to be big enough.
That was why the Supreme King had once become ruler of the Twelve Dimensions. He had no equal in battle, using cards to beat into submission anyone who dared challenge his authority. That was how he became king.
And that was also why the Supreme King had fallen. Rumor had it that an even stronger expert had