Who Let Him Play Yu-Gi-Oh! novel Chapter 579

Chương 579: Chapter 579: Snake River

The prison burned, a riotous clamor. Passing through the gate, Kira could almost taste the acrid smoke, mingled with the stench of blood.

A burly black-skinned man roared and charged from inside, swinging the sacred weapon of physics—an honest-to-goodness crowbar—down without even seeing who had come.

Kira didn't dodge. Don Zaloog, who'd been hidden in the deck case at his side, flashed out—as if peeling off from Kira's body—and sprang a flying kick straight at the man's face.

The thug had never imagined the guy could spawn a double from his body. Caught flat-footed, he took Don Zaloog's boot full-on, flipped onto his back, blood pouring from his nose, and blacked out on the spot.

Kira pushed deeper and quickly realized it was only the beginning.

Pandemonium wasn't an exaggeration for the prison. Someone had wrecked the systems; cell doors all over had opened. Prisoners, pent up and feral, poured out of their cages, smashed through the blocks, and swarmed outward.

The doorman had been low-tier. In the rear yard, flames boiled; a man strode like he was bathed in fire, his blade heated to a red-hot brand by the blaze, hacking through the courtyard.

Kira recognized him: a Level 4 Duel Monster, Darkfire Soldier #1—a supposed special ops soldier. 1

A monster spirit.

Kira frowned slightly.

The spirit seemed to scent Kira too. Whether or not it sensed the unusual intruder, it pivoted and charged him, blade trailing a serpent of flame.

Don Zaloog cursed and moved to engage, but Kira waved him back.

If he remembered right, Darkfire Soldier #1's ATK was 1700; Don Zaloog wasn't a good match.

Silent Magician stepped forward without being told. The slash met a white magic circle mid-swing—clang—and snapped into three pieces.

The soldier froze, adapted, and flicked the broken blade like a throwing knife. Silent swished her staff; a transparent sigil caught the shard and dragged it in a perfect arc—one-eighty degrees back to sender.

Darkfire Soldier #1, startled, couldn't avoid it; the red-hot shard pierced his chest, and he burst into fragments.

"So there are spirits."

Kira knit his brows.

The inmates here were all Dark Duelists; some might indeed be able to summon spirits. But prisoners in this place would have their decks—their primary weapons—confiscated. How were spirits here?

Unless—

A rasping sound came from the shadows. A long, ribbon-like blur flashed out of the darkness, lunging at Kira.

Before he could react, Don Zaloog had already drawn. Flame spat from the revolver's muzzle. The shadow took the shot with a screech and recoiled.

"Try a sneak on Master Don Zaloog's watch?" he barked, hands on hips.

Kira turned—he'd shot a black snake.

A man stepped slowly from the gloom.

Unlike the other rioters, he wore no prison garb—he was in black combat gear. Tall, hard-jawed, bronzed, his solid frame wrapped tight. Clearly not an inmate, but someone who'd come prepared.

Likely the mastermind behind the riot.

"A spirit," the man said, eyes narrowing at the one beside Kira. "So KaibaCorp's people have arrived, more or less on schedule?"

"You behind this mess?" Kira asked, glancing around. "Who are you?"

"Me? Snake River," he smiled. "Just a nobody."

"As for this chaos—no, not my doing. But it isn't wrong to say it's related to me. I was ordered to come… to give Prison No. 7—no, more precisely, KaibaCorp—a little trouble." 1

"Oh?" Kira arched a brow.

Targeting KaibaCorp?

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