Merchants are not good at this kind of hand-to-hand combat.

But the mysterious man discovered that if he greatly weakened his power, weakened to the same level as the humans in the casino——

He may not be able to support it longer than this human being.

In his mind, a battle with the God of Wealth was simulated. With his strength, there were many ways to win, but if the strength was compressed to this human level, it would not be able to support it for nine minutes.

The huge power gap can make the battle extremely boring.

Accurate predictions have allowed humans to escape the attack of the God of Fortune again and again, as if they knew in advance how the God of Fortune would act.

What interests the mysterious man most is that when this human being makes these reactions, there is no change in his expression.

It's like having already conducted countless combat exercises afterwards, and then found the most accurate solution.

This reminded him of Jing Liu.

Jing Liu can also predict the future, but there is no way to integrate this information like this human being, and then make a response.

There is no way to maintain this composure.

Fortune’s attack, it seemed that human beings were trying to dismiss it, but the mysterious man felt that this human being was just following a set of established procedures.

"He seems to be able to predict the future. And he can process future information and give the best solution."

After hearing these words, the businessman took a little more seriously.

Predicting the next four words reminded it of bad past events. It was almost because of people with this ability that they put the casino in.

But after thinking it over, it shook its head and said:

"I admit that his prediction is indeed strong, but it does not seem to change the situation of defeat. The absolute power gap cannot be compensated by calculation. A sheep in a ranch meets a lion on the wasteland, and it will foresee itself What can be changed if the death is foreseeable?"

What the businessman said is undoubtedly correct. There is an insurmountable gap between Bai Wu and God of Wealth.

"If he can really predict the future like that guy, then the most correct way is to give up in the first game. Give up those chips and avoid the second game. At least he can live compared to death. He chose to fight, which is a very interesting choice."

The man in the shadow squinted his eyes and said with a smile:

"We may see an interesting show soon."

...

...

Deep sea casino.

With the remaining prestige of the duel between the two powerful players, one side of the arena began to collapse, and the entire deep-sea casino was trembling in the deep sea under the powerful blow of the God of Wealth.

Perfect distortion entry: spiral bone spurs.

Waves of terrorism made Bai Wu exhausted to cope. In the end, it seemed that he was hit by the powerful spiral thrust of the God of Wealth because of stress and exhaustion.

This is a melee attack method. The entry can mutate the bones in the body, like a spiral spear, easily penetrate the opponent's defense.

Before this, the God of Wealth had always relied on various powerful remote suppression methods, and the dense attacks suppressed Bai Mist's breath.

It wasn't until then that it was the first time that God of Fortune really made a move, and Bai Wu's fatal blow was hit as soon as he made it.

The parasites in the abdomen caused Bai Mist's vitality to drop sharply.

In the short ten minutes of fighting, God of Wealth was finally convinced that this abominable human being had been pushed to the limit by himself.

"The battle should be over. As a human being, you have a physique that is so strong that even I am surprised, but a weak sheep, no matter how hard you try, can't beat the tiger."

One side of the arena collapsed, and the lights on the ceiling flickered.

Bai Wu's body was pressed against the corner of the arena, unable to move.

Just forty-four seconds before being hit by the spiral thrust, Bai Wu had already foreseen this scene.

[Show weakness and stop resisting. 】

Being hit by the God of Wealth is the best strategy for survival.

But in fact...White mist is not purely a sign of weakness.

He has no room to show weakness. In order to minimize the damage he received, Bai Wu has already gone all out and cannot do better.

Continuously receiving fatal injuries, and then continuously recovering, Bai Wu's physical strength also began to drop significantly.

Spiritual attack methods such as the Song of the Siren did not stop until this time. His vision is already blurred.

This is the strength of the guards in the red zone.

For seven hundred years, human beings have been engaged in various unfair struggles, just like these gambling games that Bai Wu has experienced.

The collapsing boulder covered Bai Wu's body. This was a chance for him to breathe, but at the same time this place was about to become his grave.

The God of Wealth had already figured out Bai Wu's strength in this duel, and it became particularly calm at this time.

[The opponent's qi has already locked you, but you must find a way to hold on for another two hundred and twenty seconds. 】

How far can the eyes of Prell in the fettered state see the future? Baiwu is not clear, and has no time to test.

He only knows that his vitality is returning to zero bit by bit, even if the speed of life recovery allows him to heal himself continuously, but now as long as the God of Wealth takes action, he will undoubtedly die.

This is desperate.

But in such a desperate situation, another characteristic of the white mist is also activated——

The more desperate and painful he is, the more excited he is and the quicker his thinking.

As to why Preel's Eye had to let himself procrastinate for time, Bai Mist had already figured out the reason.

His brain is spinning fast, thinking about how to delay time, and at the same time preparing for the counterattack after 220 seconds.

The footsteps of the God of Wealth were obvious, as if they were deliberately creating a kind of terror.

In the first few minutes, God of Wealth kept testing, not even getting too close to Baiwu.

Instead, it analyzed Bai Wu's strength through lethal blows. It didn't underestimate the enemy, and the waves of lore brought by various entries, the white mist's response made it breathtaking, but it also convinced it that the strength of this human being is far less than its own.

This is a duel without any suspense, a simple game of cat and mouse.

What I represent is the top power in the red zone. For 700 years, human beings have not even had the courage to touch this power. Even if one or two dazzling new stars are born in the long river of history, they can only face the power. Can be attributed to the dust.

"I seem to be dying."

Bai Wu's tone was very calm, without deliberately pretending to be panic or unwilling.

Combined with the stellar gambling game in the first scene, Bai Wu's acting is too realistic. If Bai Wu uses a certain tragic and painful tone, God of Wealth will not be gullible.

On the contrary, this calmness made the God of Wealth subconsciously believe that this human being had given up struggling.

"In fact, before I entered the casino, I had a premonition that this place was dangerous. I participated in many gambling games and understood that if a person wins too hard, he will end up killing him. The most important thing in a casino is to take measures. "

The sound of white mist came from the ruins, which was a bit weak.

This weakness is not pure disguise.

Parasites, chaos swallowing, various elemental attacks, and finally the bone spur spiral that directly penetrates Bai Mist's abdomen, even in the extremely balanced mode, Bai Mist's vitality recovery force will take quite a while to heal itself.

The God of Wealth aimed the bone spurs on his body and the annihilation parasites attached to his limbs at the ruins. He didn't mind trampling on the belief of the white mist before death.

But it is not stupid enough to be defenseless.

The Qi of Fortuna is locked in the white mist, as long as there is any energy in the body of the white mist, it will solve the white mist as soon as possible.

"It seems that you chose to participate in the second level of gambling because of other things?"

"Yes, the reason why I choose to keep winning is not just because of the power brought by the chips, but because I want to figure out which layer of the tower are the humans who work in the casino come from?"

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh, do you think you can win the battle with me, and then ask the truth from me?"

The white mist in the ruins coughed:

"Cough cough cough... cough cough, there are many empirical talks in the tower. These empirical talks have made our thinking inertia. At least when my partner and I came here, although everyone was on guard, But obviously...we still underestimated the dangers in this area."

When God of Wealth did not incorporate various entries, the degree of danger in the area had already approached the upper limit of the blue area.

But once the God of Fortune integrates all the casino details into itself, this area becomes a red area.

In a sense, this is the first confrontation between human beings and the guardian-level existence of the red zone.

The God of Fortuna laughed mockingly.

It recalled one thing. When the well was opened last time, the area was misplaced, and travelers once came to dig a corner of the casino.

I want to let myself follow it and be loyal to another adult.

The **** who claims to come from the well is the one whom the traveler is loyal to. It mentions a statement, which is exactly a prophecy.

Humans will find their way to the well.

This is extremely ridiculous in the eyes of God of Wealth. If you don't count the old monsters on the fifth floor of the tower, the human in front of you should be the strongest existence of the tower in 700 years.

But even with this kind of existence, facing the guardians of the red zone level, they don't have the power of a battle.

"I can't leave here anymore. Can you tell me where the waiters in these casinos come from before killing me..."

"Who would remember this kind of thing? Would you remember where the livestock went?"

Of course, God of Wealth knows where these people come from.

Somewhere in the tower, there is a place called "Hatchery".

This place hides extremely evil secrets, but there are countless equally evil secrets hidden in square black towers.

"Even if you know what will happen? Do you think I will let you die with the answer? Hey, oh, oh..."

Bai Wu's voice was faintly helpless:

"Even if fairness and justice cannot be practiced, don't I even have the right to know?"

As if suddenly saying something very funny, God of Wealth's twisted body began to tremble slightly, and it laughed unscrupulously, and did not even imitate its boss again:

"Hahahahahahahahaha... Fairness? Justice? What era do you think this is? You are just beasts trapped in the ranch."

"Will the beast know the fate of his death? Maybe your strength made you close to the fence and saw some truth, but that also means that you will be the next cargo to be slaughtered."

The mocking laughter echoed in the arena.

Bai Wu thought carefully about the meaning of God of Wealth. This is obviously mocking, but it should also be mixed with some kind of metaphor.

If humans are livestock kept in captivity in a ranch, who is the owner of the ranch?

Is it the fifth floor? Or the sixth floor?

The people at the bottom indeed live like livestock, but the people at the second and third levels may not be fundamentally different from the people at the bottom.

The real owner of the casino is the businessman.

Merchants and travelers are the same. Although it can't travel in many areas, its business and business are scattered in many places, and even... its business is in the tower.

This is a very ironic thing.

Bai Wu suddenly discovered that perhaps the investigators like himself and the team leader, as human beings, knew much less news than a depravity.

There is a large herd of sheep in the pasture. Although these sheep are divided into three, six or nine classes, the fact that they are sheep will not change.

The wolves covet the sheep, even the owner of the ranch covets it.

If the wolves come from the well and the pasture represents the tower, then what is the relationship between the tower and the well, the wolf pack and the owner of the rancher?

Bai Wu didn't know the answer to this question, he sighed:

"It seems I can't get more information from your mouth."

Although God of Wealth unfortunately couldn't perceive Bai Wu's panic and despair, he knew more or less that this human being had the potential to far surpass other human beings.

Over a long period of time, even a flock of sheep will occasionally give birth to one or two outliers.

It's just that the alien is still a herd after all, unable to compete with tigers and wolves.

"Is this your last words?"

"Of course not. Living in this era and this world, my last words must be to let the cook add food. If there is a cook in this world."

The style of dialogue seems to have suddenly changed.

The God of Wealth was slightly surprised, the faint sense of depression in Bai Wu's tone seemed to disappear.

It still didn't realize what was going to happen, because the white mist at this moment did not have any energy fluctuations in the body-as if it were a gesture of grabbing with a hand.

Bai Wu did not do anything, or as a human being, he had already given up. He realized one thing:

The era in which humans can face off against the evil depravity has not yet come. He, the captain, and the residents of the high towers still need to make a lot of efforts.

The sheep are far from being able to fight the shepherds and tiger wolves.

...

A certain breath in the arena seems to have suddenly changed. This is a very mysterious change, and only the top hunters can perceive this change.

The God of Wealth noticed that there was a force surging in Bai Wu's body that he had never felt before, and it reacted very quickly. At this moment, it performed all the ultimate moves!

"Negative Yu stubbornly resists, manly arm as a car, stupid human!"

The chaotic vortex reappeared, and dozens of extremely cold spears blocked all the areas where the white mist might escape on the huge ceiling.

The terrifying bone spurs and annihilating parasites rushed towards the white mist in an instant!

A series of terrorist attacks are enough to destroy the arena, and the strength of the God of Wealth, as if it has exceeded the limits of the "rules", can cause damage to the scene.

It's just that it didn't know that, long before all this came, Bai Wu had foreseen this scene.

Under such a terrifying offensive, Bai Wu definitely has no possibility of surviving. In a sense, he is dead at this moment.

Or maybe he didn't die, but relied on something and survived in another posture.

Send Ling watch.

This thing that can turn the wearer into an evil depravity, became the last card of the white mist~lightnovelpub.net~ Of course he can wear this watch from the beginning, but unfortunately, his luck is not as good as last time. , The value of the watch fluctuates randomly, and only when the value is at the position of three hundred for a period of time, the white mist will change into evil.

If you wear this watch too early, it will only let your opponent kill yourself desperately. He must find a corner that can cover his opponent's line of sight and wait for the opportunity.

And in the future foreseen by Prell’s Eye, only at this moment, the hands of the watch will continuously hit the maximum value.

Bai Wu didn't know what kind of realm he would enter when he became evil this time.

At the beginning, his associated power was only second-order, but after becoming evil, he jumped directly into a seventh-order mutation.

Now he has a companion power that surpasses the ninth rank, and the level of mutation after the evil degeneration is completely unknown. The most important thing is that those entries that Baiwu could not use before can now all be used.

Vortex adsorption, elemental bombardment, countless parasites and bone spurs are constantly causing devastating blows to the area where the white mist is located.

But inexplicably, these attacks did not make God of Fortune feel at ease. It was surprised at its own heart, and even gave birth to a trace of fear.

An unprecedentedly powerful breath enveloped the entire arena... and even the entire casino.

The ceiling that flickered bright and dimmed suddenly gave out an extremely dazzling light, like countless stars exploding, spewing unimaginable power, in the shattered and twisted space——

The huge and broken bone wings opened, and an unfamiliar voice came from the ruins:

"Stupid human? When did you have the illusion that I am just a human being?"