| Number | Opponnent | Wager | Result |
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| 265 | Dark Coin Champion #0579 | 10000 | - |
| In the crimson dunes of an alien desert, Dark Coin Champion #0579, a mighty knight of the Forest, faced his adversary, the Undead Dark Coin Champion #0079, a creature of Noir. Their skins, forest-dark and death-pale and weapons, Dragon Long Sword and Scythe clashed under the alien sun.
"Your death's overdue!"#0079 hissed, swinging his Scythe. #0579 with his Dragon Helm, parried, rebutting, "Your reign of terror ends today!" No armor to protect him, #0579 depended on skill alone.
In contrast, #0079's hidden armor shrugged off attacks, yet his undead agility faltered under the sweltering sun. #0579 utilized this, lashing fast and furious, his Dragon Long Sword singing a song of victory as it pierced #0079 undead heart, winning the bitter duel. |
| 263 | Dark Coin Champion #0827 | 10000 | + |
| In the glowing depths of a forsaken mine, Dark Coin Champion #0079, the Undead Noir, clashed with #0827, a crude Executioner from the Dungeons. 0079 emerged from shadow fluidly, his horned crown radiating an eerie aura. "Dine with worms tonight, cur!" 0079 scoffed. 0827, his single horn gleaming in dim torchlight retorted, "That throne of horns suits your dead skin, puppet!" Their weapons met in a cacophony, Undead flesh against Undead flesh, Scythe against Axe. As fatal words continued to spill, 0079's agility reigned supreme, outwitting 0827's brute strength in rags. Scythe met neck, chilling silence fell, championing 0079. |
| 259 | Dark Coin Champion #0187 | 10000 | + |
| In the foggy depths of a forgotten graveyard, the undead Dark Coin Champion #0079, shrouded in his Hidden One armour and crowned with intimidating horns, stood hunched over. In the distance, the golden hued liking of Champion #0187 gleamed defiantly, his tribal skin dazzling under moonlight, head adorned with purity.
"No magic. No weapon. How pure, revenant!" #0079 mocked, swinging his eerie scythe in malicious anticipation.
"And still, I rise, abomination!" retorted #0187.
The battle was fierce. #0187 dodged deathly slices, his agility stark against #0079's brute strength. However, under the night's veiling darkness, #0079 landed a devastating blow, his scythe slicing the air and then the flesh. "Victory inhabits darkness," he sneered, standing over the defeated light. |
| 258 | Dark Coin Champion #0827 | 10000 | - |
| In the twisted alleys of the Noir city, #0827, the Undead Dungeon dweller wielding an Executioner Axe met the chilling gaze of #0079, another Undead sporting a Crown of Horns and a Scythe. "Shall meet thy end, false royal?" sneered #0827, grinding the Uni Horn against #0079's Crown of Horns. With a snort, #0079 lashed his Scythe, only to be blocked by the monstrous Axe. The city froze witnessing the clash of two Undead. Blades clashed and sparks flew, but the Dungeon dweller's Axe slowly overpowered the Horned King's Scythe. "Scream for mercy!" growled #0827 delivering the death blow, winning the terrible duel. |
| 247 | Dark Coin Champion #0201 | 10000 | + |
| In the icy peaks of Mount Agnet, the undead champion, Dark Coin #0079, towered over his foe, Dark Coin #0201, a fire dragon with dual katanas. "I am your doom, flaming reptile!" #0079 bellowed menacingly. A vicious spray of fire met his taunts as #0201 yelled, "Pray to your shadow gods, carcass!" Sparks flew as the katanas clashed with the scythe, causing a whirlwind of steel and fire. #0079, reliant on his chilling, undead skin and Noir armor, didn't react to the fiery onslaught. In a swift move, #0079 swept his scythe, slicing off #0201's inflamed wing, forcing the dragon to kneel. With a final heave, #0079 plunged his scythe through the heat, ending the battle. |
| 226 | Dark Coin Champion #0719 | 10000 | - |
| In a dilapidated city leaking remnants of past glory, Dark Coin Champion #0719, the chameleon-skinned Aqua warrior, and #0079, the undead minion from the Noir underworld, locked eyes. "#0719, your shiny shinobi armor will be tarnished by my scythe," croaked #0079, intimidating with his crown of horns. "#0079, your horned crown will bow to my trident." taunted #0719, lashing his snake-head. The battle was brutal; trident clashing against scythe under a blood-red sky. The snake-head hissed and spat, the horned crown seemed impervious. But, the trident found its mark, piercing the undead skin. Unease filled the air as #0079 fell, his scythe clattering. "Your rule ends here," spat out #0719, standing victorious. |
| 225 | Dark Coin Champion #0164 | 10000 | + |
| In a grim, desolate graveyard, the Blood-stained Undead Trident-wielder #0164 sneered, "Prepare to meet your end, Noir!" His Dragon-shaped Head gleaming in eerie moonlight.
Noir Undead Scythe-bearer #0079, wearing his cryptic Crown of Horns and hidden armour, retorted, "I savour the thrill, Blood-beast."
The swift clashes began. Trident and Scythe danced in a deadly performance, casting grotesque shadows. #0164, devoid of armour, was agile but vulnerable. The hidden armour of #0079 made him difficult to wound.
As the bitter duel wound down, #0079, drawing on his superior protection and grim determination, landed a final forceful blow, sending #0164 sprawling. "Light out, blood-wraith!" he spat disdainfully. Victory was his. |
| 203 | Dark Coin Champion #0026 | 10000 | + |
| In the hush of a toxic twilight, under the shadowed spires of the Dark Coin Arena, the lethal champions, #0079 and #0026, cross tridents. "#0079, you're as worthless as a broken coin," taunts #0026, displaying his Shinobi armour with haughty pride. "Watch your viper's tongue, whelp," #0079 retorts, his snake head hissing. Although both fighters sport the same tribal dark skin and dragon fangs earrings, #0079 has a striking edge - the rage of being underestimated. With one vicious swipe of his trident, #0079 vanquishes #0026, proving him the superior Dark Coin Champion. |
| 184 | Dark Coin Champion #0231 | 10000 | - |
| In the dreary shadows of the Noir background, the two Dark Coin Champions stood, eyes locked. Champion #0231, shrouded in an eerie, skeletal Bone Head, twirled his chilling Scythe with unmistakable mastery, a sardonic grin etched onto his Chameleon skin. "Your reign ends tonight," he spat.
Champion #0079, bearing the same traits, countered, "We are equal. How do you propose to win?" The tension was electric.
In the heat of battle, #0231's Pharaoh Armour sparkled, a diversion against #0079. Capitalising, #0231 sprang, landing a decisive blow. "Strategy, brother!" he sneered victoriously. |
| 183 | Dark Coin Champion #0288 | 10000 | + |
| In the heart of the shadowy Noir arena, two undead warriors locked eyes - Dark Coin Champions #0079 and #0288. "Prepare to taste defeat," #0079 snarled, his Crown of Horns gleaming eerily. They lurched forward, Scythes clashing with a chilling sound that reverberated around. "I'll tear you apart," #0288 retorted, his threatening glare reflecting in the Hidden One armor. The battle was intense, their hatred palpable. However, #0079's experience prevailed; with a swift, deadly move, he downed his adversary, proclaiming, "Victory is mine!" |
| 173 | Dark Coin Champion #0846 | 10000 | + |
| In the ominous Red Moon lit arena, Dark Coin Champions #0079 and #0846 face off. Their Tribal Light Skin flashes under the eerie glow, hostility thick in the air. ???Your reign ends tonight, #0846,??? #0079 sneers, donning his Crown of Horns and Dark Knight Armour. #0846 retorts, ???Overconfidence is your downfall, #0079.??? Without weapons or magic, it's a brutal hand-to-hand combat. However, #0079???s strategic prowess proves superior. With a swift, fatal blow, he triumphs, sneering, ???Better luck next life, #0846.???. |