On the one hand, he clearly knew that he had already summoned the strongest Magic Spirit in his deck.
On the other hand, his emotions were obviously far too fervent.
"Futile struggle!"
Watching Dark Dimon continuously summon and swap out Magic Spirits at the end of the seventh turn, he felt that Dark was "panicking and flailing," and a long-lost sense of superiority welled up within him.
The arrogance that had been buried deep inside by the repeated blows resurfaced.
He merely ordered "Demon King Amster" to continue its attack.
In his eyes, one of Dark Dimon's trump cards—the Seven-Star Magic Spirit "SkullGreymon"—would be utterly slain by "Demon King Amster" at the end of this turn!
As "SkullGreymon" left the field, the dark aura spilling from "Demon King Amster" grew even more terrifying.
Though Angus Jeffrey did not continue drawing cards, he did not waste time either.
After "Demon King Amster" completely slew "SkullGreymon," he immediately ordered it to use its next Ultimate Move.
"Let darkness descend! Let the world sink into ruin! Amster, use 'Sea of Perdition'!"
The fallen Demon King glanced back at him, then turned around and continued staring at the swarm of ants before it.
Then it abruptly raised its right hand, palm facing upward. Dark power erupted from its palm in an instant, ripples rapidly spreading outward in rings like a vortex, like ocean tides.
As time passed, the ripples grew thicker and thicker, surging like tides and rolling like waves, layer upon layer, engulfing the entire field.
The whole arena was shrouded and obscured by the pitch-black, terrifying "Sea of Perdition."
Pitch-black ripples spread outward throughout the air.
Other than the two Blue-Eyes Baby Dragons that had flown high into the sky, every Magic Spirit on the ground was within the attack range