Both sides instantly focused a hundred thousand points of attention.
In this empty world, suddenly encountering another person, whether it's a Spirit or a human, there's no guarantee the other party is completely harmless.
After all, in this "Forgotten World," it might be filled with numerous entities malicious towards other life forms. Whatever they do, it's unpredictable for ordinary beings. If suddenly attacked unprepared, it would be dire.
Especially, they all felt that as they advanced, the closer they got to the gate, the stronger the pressure on their bodies, and the worse their condition became. If attacked at this moment, no one had absolute confidence to fight in full form.
But after the initial tension, both parties sighed in relief because they could at least sense that the other party bore no malice at that moment.
Amon examined the other party, deliberated for a moment, and immediately recognized them.
Star Professional Duelist, Ed Phoenix!
After observing Amon, Ed Phoenix glanced at Aiko, but with just a glance, his body became slightly rigid.
She was a somewhat tough-looking woman, with very short hair and an extremely clean and sharp appearance. Honestly, among girls, she wasn't considered very pretty, but for some reason, Ed's heart skipped a little when he saw her.
"Hahaha—Ed, this won't do."
Suddenly, a voice disrupted the confrontation of both groups. It also snapped Ed back to his senses.
Everyone swiftly looked towards the gate, only to find someone had unknowingly arrived before them, sitting there leisurely greeting them.
They hadn't noticed him!?
He arrived faster than us!?
Who is he!?
Everyone looked towards the entrance.
"Director?"
"Tenjo Hikari!?"
"GX Champion!?"
Both sides exclaimed simultaneously.
"Ha, good evening?" Tenjo Hikari replied with a smile, "Didn't expect to meet people in another dimension—this is the first time I've encountered other travelers during dimensional travel."
Ed breathed a sigh of relief.
Although somewhat surprised, the returned-to-consciousness Ed still thought, at least on the surface, it's seemingly 2 on 2, making any crisis easier to handle.
Amon and his group finally understood where the other two cards went.
Obviously, Pegasus' card was given to Ed Phoenix, while Muto Sugoroku's card... ended up in Tenjo Hikari's hands!
"But I'm afraid, you all will have to wait for my trial first."
Wait for you?
Both parties hadn't spoken, but they quickly understood.
So that's it, if people fall into this dimension at the same time, the first to reach the gate is the one to first face the trial!
It's simple— whoever endures the most pressure, who can move faster under such pressure, is the one more capable of bearing "forgotten!"
Tenjo Hikari was the first to arrive, naturally the one among them with the highest endurance!
The strongest?
Amon couldn't help but squint his eyes.
Though not participating in the GX Tournament showdown, duelists always want to decide who's better when meeting.
"Huh, so it's you," Ed didn't mind.
Previously Saio said he would grow stronger here, perhaps because he would encounter Tenjo Hikari?
He's unsure, but in any case, encountering Tenjo Hikari, who moved faster and steadier than him, Ed had no objections.
After all, if Tenjo Hikari could withstand the pressure of the Wave of Light, what was this little pressure?
Tenjo Hikari placed both hands against the gate.
From below looking up, the gate might be dozens of meters high. Tenjo Hikari pressed against it, and the entire gate didn't move a bit, yet he didn't mind, continuing to push. As he exerted force, the gate slowly opened, simultaneously.
Endless black mist surged from inside the door, strange mist-like figures flew out, colliding into Tenjo Hikari's body.
Splutter—
Crack.
Slashes appeared on his clothes, cuts formed on his face, but he didn't care at all.
As the gate opened wider, countless shadows flew out, gradually surrounding the ground before the gate. Aiko quickly stood in front of Amon, trying to shield him from the pain, but Amon just held her, telling her not to move, gently shaking his head.
As the gate further opened, the pitch-black shadows gradually revealed their true forms.
Key Mace Spirits, Shadow Specters, attic Demons... Mysterious as they looked, these spirit images that didn't even leave a mark on Tenjo Hikari consisted of grudges and pain, flying from the gate and then dissipating in the world.
These were the grievances of countless cards, the sorrow of numerous forsaken and forgotten cards, crystallized into somewhat tangible {pain}!
When the three looked back at Tenjo Hikari, his previously inflicted wounds and cuts had already vanished.
How strong could those fragile, weak spirits be? What real harm could they bring?
They were no more than manifestations of pain.
However, massive, seemingly endless grief, like genuine wounds, inflicted pain, driving people away.
Tenjo Hikari smiled as he opened a gap three people wide, casually flicking his hand, smiling as he walked forward, saying: "No worries, pain, grudges, regrets, bring them on, really—