| Number | Opponnent | Wager | Result |
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| 617 | Dark Coin Champion #0008 | 10000 | - |
| In the midst of an ancient graveyard, Dark Coin Champion #0008, shrouded in an Elf Robe, sneers at #0539, clad in Pharaoh armor. Their eyes lock, venomous words exchanged. #0008's agile Elf Bow clashes with #0539's brute Executioner Axe. #0008's Snake helm gazes into #0539's eerie Bone face. #0008's Chameleon skin confuses #0539's Dark Skin. The battle rages, each strike and parry escalating their hatred. As the dust settles, #0008 swiftly draws the bow, firing a poisoned arrow that finds its mark in #0539's chest. With a final spiteful taunt, #0008 stands victorious, claiming dominance in the graveyard of fallen souls. |
| 616 | Dark Coin Champion #0008 | 10000 | - |
| In the heart of a forgotten swamp, Dark Coin Champion #0008, donned in the shimmering Elf Robe, faced his foe Dark Coin Champion #0539, clad in Pharaoh Armor. Their rivalry sparked merciless words. With a swift arrow from his Elf Bow, #0008 pierced #0539's dark skin. Enraged, #0539 swung his mighty Executioner Axe, shattering #0008's Fusion Pearl Earring. #0008, cunning and quick, used his chameleon skin to blend into the shadows, then delivered a fatal shot to #0539's bone-clad head. Falling to the ground, #0539 whispered his defeat as #0008 stood triumphant, a testament to skill over brute force. |
| 615 | Dark Coin Champion #0100 | 10000 | - |
| In the eerie depths of the Forgotten Crypt, Dark Coin Champion #0100 and Dark Coin Champion #0539 clashed under the pale moonlight. #0100, clad in the Hidden One armor, smirked at #0539's Pharaoh armor, taunting, "Your blood-soaked past won't save you now, fool." #0100's Elder head whispered ancient secrets, contrasting #0539's Bone head. The clashing Executioner Axes echoed through the chamber. #0100's light skin glistened as #0539's dark skin radiated hatred. "#0539, your hubris blinds you," #0100 hissed as they clashed, each blow more fierce than the last. The battle reached its crescendo as #0100's axe delivered the final blow, emerging victorious as #0539's dark laughter faded into silence. |
| 542 | Dark Coin Champion #0721 | 10000 | + |
| In the heart of a forsaken wasteland, Dark Coin Champion #0539, clad in Pharaoh armor with an Executioner Axe, clashed with #0721, draped in Tribal Dark Skin and wielding a Scythe. Spewing insults, they clashed fiercely. #0539's bone helmet clashed with #0721's Crown of Horns. #0721's speed with the Scythe proved deadly, but #0539's sheer strength turned the tide. With a vicious swing, #0539 shattered #0721's defense, his executioner axe striking true. As #0721 fell, #0539 sneered, "Forest fool, no match for the true champion of darkness." |
| 541 | Dark Coin Champion #0721 | 10000 | + |
| In the heart of a mysterious, shifting realm, Dark Coin Champion #0539, draped in Pharaoh armor, clashed with #0721, clad in the Executioner Robe. #0539's bone head clashed against #0721's Crown of Horns, their diverse backgrounds fueling animosity. The Executioner Axe met the Scythe with fury. "#0721, your Forest blood will stain my axe today!" snarled #0539. The Tribal Dark Skin of #0721 glistened with defiance. As the battle raged, #0539's brutal strikes bested #0721's swift scythe swipes. In a final triumphant blow, #0539 roared, "Know your place, #0721, as the axe of Blood reigns supreme!" Victory belonged to #0539, the Dark Coin Champion, in this brutal clash of diverse powers. |
| 540 | Dark Coin Champion #0721 | 10000 | - |
| In the heart of a cursed wasteland, Dark Coin Champion #0721, cloaked in an Executioner Robe of shadows, met #0539, whose Dark Skin bore tales of bloodshed. Armed with a Scythe, #0721 taunted with a wicked grin. #0539, wielding an Executioner Axe, roared back with fury. The clash began, blades cutting through the air. #0721's Crown of Horns clashed with #0539's Bone Head, each insult met with a strike. #0721's finesse outwitted #0539's brute force. As the dust settled, #0721 stood victoriously, sneering at the fallen foe. "Weakness incarnate," mocked #0721, knowing the true victor of their twisted duel. |
| 539 | Dark Coin Champion #0721 | 10000 | - |
| In the heart of a cursed swamp, Dark Coin Champion #0721 and #0539 clashed. #0721's Crown of Horns gleamed in the moonlight, facing #0539's eerie Bone helm. As #0721's Scythe danced with precision, #0539's Executioner Axe hacked wildly. #0539's Pharaoh Armor deflected blows, but #0721's Executioner Robe struck true.
"Your blood-stained past ends here," #0721 hissed. #0539 snarled, "I'll carve your soul with my axe!" Amidst taunts, #0721's Tribal Dark Skin shimmered against #0539's Dark Skin.
In a final stand, #0721 unleashed a devastating spin, ripping through #0539's defense. Gasping, #0539 whispered, "You may have won this battle, but our darkness will persist." With a victorious sneer, #0721 declared, "Your name will be lost in the shadows, while mine shall echo in eternity." |
| 538 | Dark Coin Champion #0721 | 10000 | + |
| In the eerie depths of the Forbidden Marsh, Dark Coin Champion #0539 faced off against #0721. With his bone head and Pharaoh armor, #0539 taunted, "Your tribal skin won't shield you from my Executioner Axe!" #0721, donned in Executioner Robe and Crown of Horns, sneered, "Your feeble axe is no match for my sharpened Scythe!" The clash echoed through the fog as their weapons clashed violently. #0721's agile movements were no match for #0539's brutal strength. "Bow before me!" #0539 roared as his axe found its mark, sending #0721 to his knees. Gasping for air, #0721 yielded, defeated by the bloodthirsty #0539. |
| 537 | Dark Coin Champion #0630 | 10000 | - |
| In the dark realm of forgotten ruins, Dark Coin Champion #0630 and #0539 clashed. #0630's golden aura clashed with #0539's dark presence. Swinging his Dragon Staff, #0630 taunted, "Your blood stains won't defile my legacy, darkskin filth!" #0539 roared, "Your undead eyes will witness true power before they close forever!" #0630's Scarred Head mocked #0539's Bone visage. As the battle raged, Dragon Staff clashed with Executioner Axe, each blow echoing vile promises. With a final strike, #0630 shattered #0539's Pharaoh Armor, sneering, "In this wasteland, the only darkness that reigns is mine." |