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

Chapter 313 The Long Night Finally Dawns

Lei Xi's actions greatly relieved Di Xing's burden. He hugged Lei Xi and coldly looked at the black-robed man in the air.

"Hey, tell me, can power also feel fear?" Di Xing and the White Bone King spoke simultaneously. [Because we're stubborn scrap metal~?]

The man in black robes seemed to see countless angry mortals behind the Bone King. At that moment, he felt a deep fear emanating from his faith, the concept of power!

"Kill them!" he roared maniacally.

The golden angel pressed down with its remaining two hands and the golden scepter, while the Bone King grabbed a section of a wagon beside him, grasped the hope of mortals, and then unleashed a punch imbued with the will of mortals. The terrifying speed of the punch was so great that even the surrounding air did not react to the fact that a huge chunk of it had been ripped away.

The moment the two attacks collided, the fifth floor, which had been filled with mournful cries, fell into an eerie silence. Countless forces were compressed into the point of impact, and everything lost its color, leaving only black and white. It seemed that even time was frozen.

Then, as if the surrounding air finally realized what it had been enduring, a massive sonic boom accompanied by a storm blasted through the entire 5th floor. Everyone covered their ears in pain, and then, at the point of impact, a red sphere of light exploded rapidly, just like a stellar eruption.

The man in black robes quickly hid behind the golden angel. Only after the terrifying red light of the explosion dissipated did he shakily raise his head. Seeing that the golden angel was still standing, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. "Really, that scared me."

He shook off the cold sweat that covered his body and ordered God's Shatter to fly above the golden angel so that he could see the people beneath the golden angel.

However, the next moment, the golden angel's golden armor began to crack inch by inch.

"What!?"

Before the man in black could finish speaking, a giant fist made of stark white bones pierced through the golden angel and struck the man in black in mid-air. Before this enormous fist, the man in black was like a mosquito, instantly blasted away. The nautilus gem in his hand let out a mournful cry and then shattered.

Then the golden angel exploded, unleashing a massive storm that swept across the entire fifth floor, dispersing the red mist completely. 〖At least we're still stubborn scrap metal~?〗

However, the Bone King's punch did not stop, continuing to tear through the air and flying straight towards the garbage dump where everyone had just fallen. After the fist reached its limit, the Bone King's bone palm opened, revealing a whole carriage full of grain inside.

The carriages, propelled by inertia, hurtled forward at breakneck speed, the iron frames beginning to melt. [Even as molten iron, they would transform into wildly blooming flowers~?]

"Oh~ we are just unbreakable scrap metal~".

The train car flew out of the derailment and exploded above the heads of the residents in the scrap metal area who were singing!

A golden firework, made of grain and symbolizing life, exploded in the lifeless night sky of Scrap Iron Square!

The residents of the scrap metal area stared blankly at the blooming firework, countless grains roasted by the explosion hitting their faces. Before they could react, a kernel of corn, blown away by the blast, flew into Screw's mouth, which was agape in surprise.

He smacked his lips.

"It's so sweet, wrench, I think I'm hallucinating, I can't believe that firework is made of grain."

"Screw, you idiot, this isn't an illusion, there really are food fireworks!" Wrench yelled at Screw next to him, but two lines of hot tears uncontrollably slid down his cheeks.

Then, one after another, wagons loaded with grain flew out of the garbage dump and emptying outlets, turning into dazzling fireworks in the air.

This year's Scrap Iron Temple Fair didn't feature the traditional iron-sparkling fireworks. Instead, it was filled with delicious fireworks that truly symbolized the future of scrap iron.

The residents of the scrap metal area looked up at the fireworks of life filling the sky.

"Wrench, we have food now, what the hell are you crying about?"

"Shut up, aren't you already snot dripping into your mouth?"

Looking up couldn't stop the tears from flowing, as you can tell from the residents of the scrap metal area at this moment. And the rain of grain couldn't cover up their tears, which was probably the only bad thing about this rain.

District Chief Tie Nanzhe, holding onto a street lamp with one hand, opened his arms in the rain, mimicking a famous scene from "Singin' in the Rain," and danced gracefully.

Unbeknownst to the delighted crowd, their scrap metal statue of the red dragon had quietly flown back and landed on its familiar base. The mottled rust began to grow, and it quickly returned to its former appearance.

However, the residents of the scrapyard no longer need to pray like they do, so the red dragon statue cannot be perfectly restored to its original state because there is an uncontrollable smile on its lips.

At the same time, countless train cars flew out of the garbage dump on the entire fourth floor, exploding in the air like flowers of life. These holes, where people discarded what they didn't need, now bloomed with the flowers that people needed most.

The residents of the fourth floor were bathed in fireworks made of grain, laughing and crying. It was truly the most unforgettable celebration ever.

Que Yuxiang stroked the antique book in her hands, inhaling the aroma of grain in the air, and smiled sweetly, "Ah Xing, you succeeded!"

Xiao Yi leaned against his father's bedroom door, admiring the fireworks display outside. "Hmph, this is more like my Xiao Si Huo's love life!" He then ignored his father's calls from inside and left with a flourish.

Gongshu Sheng, who had escaped from the scrapyard prison during the famine, silently watched this scene. Beneath his calm exterior, his thoughts were churning. Finally, he removed his mask and crushed it.

Rabillins, seated on his throne, stroked the hero doll beside him. "My dear, where are you? There's a very interesting person I can't wait to introduce to you."

"That's wonderful!" Cinleya, in the animal section, was also moved to tears, stroking the little golden dragon's chin. "Everyone is starving, and I was even considering whether to let everyone eat your tail."

"Hahaha, Leila, when have you ever joked? Wait, what's with that look? You're joking, right? Tell me you're joking!"

"Manhua, I told you that kid would succeed, didn't I?" Bai Yiqi boasted to Kan Manhua beside him, a cigar dangling from his lips. "I'm a good judge of character, aren't I?"

"Don't be too happy yet. This time it's clear that his ideas of resistance are different from ours."

"Don't worry, Manhua, no matter what, we have the same goal." Bai Yiqi raised the gold-edged tequila in his hand towards the fireworks, "Wishing all travelers on their journeys that they are not alone!"

Shi Xun, watching the fireworks in the distance, was also very excited. "Well done, Di Xing! But, you idiot, have you forgotten that our slag heap and the fifth floor are connected? There's no garbage dump!"

And so, the food crisis on the fourth level came to an end, and a ray of light on the horizon, after countless sacrifices of blood and fire, finally shone into this long, bitter night.