This might have been the pinnacle of Dandylion's life, unrivaled before or since.
Though it was only a tiny Dandylion, its attack power had been stacked to infinity. With the Dark Duel empowering this match, if an ordinary person had faced that blow, even their soul would likely have been smashed to pieces by that Dandylion Crash.
Of course, Mr. T was no ordinary person. As one of Darkness's mass-produced lackeys, Mr. T could practically be called immortal. Or rather, this particular Mr. T had indeed been completely destroyed, but beings like him were endless and possessed something akin to a shared neural network.
All the lackeys' consciousnesses were synchronized, and their memories updated in sync as well. They would obtain information about their opponent from their fallen companions, then return stronger the next time.
Smashed apart by Dandylion Crash, Mr. T's body immediately disintegrated, transforming into a great cloud of mist and scattering black cards.
Yet although the figure had vanished, a voice still echoed through the sky from nowhere in particular.
"Duel King Fujiki Kira, you truly are a troublesome existence. But Darkness has remembered you. I will return."
The voice gradually faded away. By the final sentence, it seemed to come from very far off, almost too faint to hear.
Kira watched the black mist drift away. He remained standing where he was for a while, frowning deeply as he pondered something.
"Looks like another dangerous fellow."
Qianjin yawned and spoke lazily.
"Master, the strange people you provoke are really multiplying."
"Yeah," Kira said. "And have you noticed that the opponents we run into are getting harder and harder to kill?"
"Mm, is that so?"
Qianjin tilted her head.
Kira said nothing. But he really had noticed. The Evil God he had destroyed earlier had been a