Yu-Gi-Oh!, the Roar of the Weak

Chapter 192 The Purpose of Resistance

Just as this devastating blow was about to strike the pillar, a gigantic, skeletal hand suddenly appeared, catching the mechanical fist at the last second. However, the resulting gale still blew away all the guards below.

The Bone King—in its soul resonance state—appeared before the pillar. Its massive body was comparable to that of the ancient mechanical giant, but its left hand, which had just blocked the attack, was shattered.

"Di Xing!" Having witnessed the White Bone King's soul resonance state, Li Fei Hua Yue was the first to react. She hurriedly left behind the Holy Mother's Hymn to defend the girl and rushed towards Di Xing.

The Bone King paid no attention to his shattered left hand.

"You really want to topple this pillar, don't you? To overturn all those oppressors on it!"

Di Xing's voice came from within the skull of the Bone King: "I wanted to too, and I've done it before. I punched the pillar on the fifth floor hard, and that feeling was really exhilarating."

The ancient mechanical giant silently watched the Bone King.

"However, when we arrived at the fourth level, we found it in chaos because of my attack, and the residents of the fourth level had also suffered losses. At the time, we thought, since the higher you go, the worse the disaster will be, we could consider this a precise strike against those despicable nobles."

'Di Xing' said calmly

"But we were wrong. The upper levels did suffer more from the disaster, but they were also richer and had more comprehensive disaster relief facilities, while the fourth level had nothing."

"If it weren't for some noble people who came to their aid, the losses on the fourth level would have been far more severe than those on the upper level. And those nobles on the upper level even had time to take advantage of this disaster to frantically send people to the fourth level to stir up trouble and seize territory. These actions of theirs caused even greater disaster to the fourth level."

"Giant! I've seen your memories. Did that researcher with the bird's nest hair tell you what the cause of the rebellion was?"

"Rebel, for what?"

The giant searched his memory and finally remembered...

It was an afternoon when the sunlight shone just right through the viewing window, providing a brief moment of light to the dim underground cell. In the opposite cell, two children, temporarily forgetting their fear under the rare sunlight, drew squares on the floor with their small hands and played hopscotch together.

The researcher with the bird's nest hairstyle looked at the two children with tenderness. "Giants, we rebelled so that children could smile happily anytime, anywhere."

The "smiling" giant said in an uncertain voice

"That's right, the goal of the resistance is to bring happiness to the people, but look at what's behind you."

The giant turned his head, behind him the towering flames he had created as he walked, and many children were crying nearby.

Did your resistance bring them happiness?

The giant remained silent.

"Resistance inevitably involves sacrifice; that is beyond question."

"But no sacrifice is a given. I believe that our resistance must be for the happiness of the majority, so that the sacrifices of those others are worthwhile!"

"If you punch this pillar right now, the building above will definitely collapse. Those bastards on the first and second floors will certainly manage to survive, but the people on the third floor, who are also in a position of oppression, and the people on the fourth floor who are hit, will all die without a doubt! Your resistance will bring these people consequences that are more painful than oppression itself."

"Resistance? No?" The ancient mechanical giant's ancient system couldn't handle such complex matters.

"Resistance is absolutely right, and oppression must be resisted, but we must never forget why we are resisting!"

"The target of the rebellion?" The giant's words suddenly became coherent. "The giant can't handle this information. The giant only knows oppression! No! Rebellion! You deny me, then fight me!"

"Alright, let's settle this with our fists!"

Both men stepped back, keeping their left feet forward. The ancient mechanical giant bent his arm backward, concentrating all his strength into this punch.

The Bone King raised his only remaining right hand high, then clenched it into a fist.

The next moment, the two threw punches simultaneously, and a huge impact exploded in the air.

The immense wind pressure instantly blew away all the surrounding air, causing even the massive pillar to sway slightly.

Then, cracks began to appear in the giant's and the Bone King's fists.

The next moment, their fists shattered simultaneously.

The Bone King lost both arms, but he still did not disappear.

But the cracks in the ancient mechanical giant did not stop; they gradually spread throughout its entire body, and there was no doubt that it could collapse at any moment.

Di Xing has won this duel!

Just as Di Xing breathed a sigh of relief, released his soul resonance form, and slowly emerged from the head of the White Bone King, a sudden change occurred!

In the void, a pitch-black door opened, and the formidable enemy, the Necromancer King Evil Eye, whom they had encountered on the fifth floor, emerged from it.

"How could this be? What's this guy doing here?"

Di Xing hurriedly channeled all his spiritual power, and the figure of the White Bone King solidified once more.

But the Death King, Evil Eye, immediately raised his staff.

A purple light emanated from the staff, and three skeletons appeared before the Death King, emitting painful howls.

Then, dazzling purple ropes emanated from the three skeletons, binding the Bone King.

"This is Necromancer's Binding? Isn't this an RD card?" Di Xing exclaimed in disbelief.

However, the Death King, Evil Eye, completely ignored Di Xing, opening its blood-red maw, and a destructive black energy gathered within it.

"Die!" A deafening roar echoed, followed by a dazzling sword light.

The Necromancer King, Evil Eye, hastily stopped charging up, using all its strength to lean back, the sword's edge grazing its dragon-bone breastplate.

It was actually Li Fei Hua Yue who flew in from the sky. At this moment, Li Fei Hua Yue was wearing a Saint Cloth similar to that of Mika Alice, and it seemed that, like Zuo Fei Ji, she had transferred the power of the spirits into herself.

Li Feihuayue's legs trembled, and her chest heaved violently. Although it didn't create any obvious waves, it proved that she was extremely nervous. Despite this, she still gripped her sword firmly, a significant improvement from when she was paralyzed with fear upon first seeing the Death King.

"I will never let you take anyone away from me again. You will pay for my sister's debt with your blood!"

However, a black hole suddenly appeared behind Li Fei Hua Yue, from which countless skeletons poured out. Li Fei Hua Yue hurriedly turned around and cleaved through a large swath of skeletons with her sword, but there were simply too many skeletons.

Just as Li Feihuayue was about to swing her sword again, the Death King's huge tail attacked from behind, wrapping around her and tightening its grip.

Li Fei Hua Yue let out a painful cry, and the holy sword in her hand fell to the ground.