"The ten-star Magic Spirit—Behemoth's Lightwing Dragon—is indeed powerful, but unfortunately for you, you faced me—Noah Sharp!"
Noah Sharp abruptly opened his eyes, his gaze icy and sharp, brilliance flashing within. At that moment, he seemed like the protagonist between heaven and earth, born under fate's favor, wielding authority over war and victory, every cell in his body engraved with confidence.
"ROAR!" The twelve-star Magic Spirit, Dragon King, seemed to answer his thoughts, letting out a furious dragon roar the moment it appeared.
Pitch-black, berserk demonic energy surged in that instant, and even the Black Prison Barrier, which had been suppressed by the Sea of Sky Light, began to boil anew.
"A twelve-star demon dragon! Noah Sharp actually summoned a twelve-star Magic Spirit!"
From the commentator's booth, Joe William cried out in extreme excitement.
Only then did the audience recover from the terrifying presence of the Dragon King, and in the next instant, the entire venue erupted with roaring cheers.
Even among duel enthusiasts who regularly came to watch matches, many were seeing a twelve-star Magic Spirit for the first time today.
In their minds, twelve-star Magic Spirits were the strongest! Noah Sharp's most loyal supporters in particular were utterly fervent, forcefully overwhelming the previously combative supporters of the Silver Dragon Lady.
The professors in the Ring Belt nodded slightly as well, pleased by Noah Sharp's breakthrough.
The king in the hidden private box was even more delighted.
Everything was proceeding according to plan. The only surprise was that Noah Sharp was even more outstanding than he had imagined!
However, the excitement and exhilaration of these people did not last long. It could even be said that it ended in stunned silence after only a few seconds. Pandora Doragon was not affected in the slightest by Noah Sharp summoning the twelve-star