Blue-Eyes White Dragon, I summon you!
The spirit's pressure was comparable to that of a god, as though it had come from beyond three thousand years of time and space. The storm whipped up by its bony wings swept away all the surrounding darkness, seemingly creating a sacred domain of light beyond violation, illuminating everything.
Blue-Eyes White Dragon, ATK 3000
"Putting up a formation like this on the very first turn—not bad, Seto Kaiba," Evil God said. "You've improved."
Kaiba sneered. "Do you still have time to mock me?"
Evil God said, "Heh. If you think this much is enough to make me panic, then you truly underestimate a god.
My Turn, draw!"
The humanoid phantom controlled by Evil God drew a card from its Duel Disk as well.
"I activate the Spell Card 'Pot of Greed,'" Evil God said. "Draw two cards from my Deck."
Evil God drew two cards, glanced at them, and paused briefly before letting out another cold laugh.
"It has been ten years since that battle. Ten years is but the blink of an eye to us, but for mortal insects, it must have been far too long. That is why even the President has forgotten how terrifying the Evil God truly is.
Then let me help you remember."
Evil God directly slapped one of the cards it had drawn onto the field.
"I summon the ancient king of divine beasts to descend here! Tribute Summon, Level 8—
—Divine Beast King Barbaros!"
It truly sounded like a furious roar from ancient times. A crimson spear pierced through space. The half-man, half-beast creature descended with thunderous force, holding a round blue shield in one hand and a lance in the other, its upper body bare and its head resembling an enraged lion's.
Divine Beast King Barbaros,