1700 vs. 2400.
What would happen if they attacked directly during the Battle Phase under these circumstances?
Suicide!
If this were merely a card game, Yu Ming would have given a very definite answer.
But what if it wasn't a game?
A fierce battle?
A hard-fought battle?
Neither. Reality offered a third answer, one unlike anything he had imagined!
Boom
A deafening roar echoed before the cavern and its gate. After a flash of brilliant golden light accompanied by a soaring dragon's roar, the demon's mountain-like, muscular body slowly collapsed.
Bang
Its hulking body crashed into the mountain, and the earth-shaking impact pulled Yu Ming's somewhat worried thoughts back to reality.
How should he put it?
"It was one-shotted."
By the time he came back to his senses, the obstacle before him had already vanished, leaving only the blond knight standing ahead.
"Damn... demon."
However, that earlier blow had clearly drained him greatly. The Holy Knight, whose complexion had been fairly rosy before, was now pale, and mosaic-like glitches appeared around him with every breath.
"You went too hard, brother."
Watching the Holy Knight's miserable state, Yu Ming simply handed him a bottle of "Red Potion."
"If you keep fighting this desperately from the start, you probably won't make it much farther before collapsing."
"I... I just can't stand them."
After draining the Red Potion in one gulp, the Holy Knight let out a long breath.
"This is the Holy Tomb, after all. It shouldn't have been disturbed... I didn't even sense that it had been disturbed."
"There's no point dwelling on that now."
Staring at the vast cavern, Yu Ming narrowed his eyes.
"Get ready. Since there was a demon like that guarding the entrance, things inside won't be especially easy for us..."
"Intruders..."
Before he could finish speaking,