"With five minutes of preparation time, it seems that it is impossible to change the outfit, at most it is to adjust the configuration of small pieces."

Feng Xue looked at the fast-passing countdown, still maintaining the appearance of a man in a skeletal suit with empty hands, but what surprised him was that the strange talk of the cowboy was also like an old god waiting for the start, and even stood ten meters away from Feng Xue.

"You're not really a cowboy, are you? What about when it's a duel? Feng Xue grinned, looking at the pair of colorful flames that were under the filter, almost stretching the small vest open, and was a little unsure of the other party's thoughts.

However, thinking about the unscientific thing of "power", Feng Xue felt that the other party might have an ability similar to "forced duel".

As a remnant of the old era whose childhood was full of TV stations such as Little Dragon Club and Star TV, Feng Xue's childhood was not only Japanese comics, but also included a lot of American cartoons, and naturally she also watched some stories of cowboy duels.

But since the other party can hold the property on the first floor with the largest number of contestants, Feng Xue may only think of two kinds, either the other party is extremely strong at the cowboy level, or the other party has some particularly negative tricks.

Thinking of this, Feng Xue immediately reined in the sense of superiority brought by [Avoiding Arrows and Protection], reached out and took out a gadget from his waist bag, and quietly waited for time to return to zero.

4、3、2……

A second before the countdown to zero, Feng Xue's arrow dodging protection was suddenly triggered, and in his perception, the trajectory of the six bullets was so clear, but when he wanted to react, the trajectory of those bullets also changed with his consciousness.

"Locked? Trace? Motivation to read? No matter! ”

A large number of thoughts flashed through Feng Xue's mind, and then at the moment when the countdown finally reached zero, he threw out the silver coin in his hand-

"I bet you don't have bullets in your gun!"

"Cards!" The cowboy pulled the trigger, but the bullet did not ignite, but she did not hesitate in the slightest, but fired five shots in a row with a dizzying speed with her hand on the hammer.

However, not a single bullet was fired, as if all the bullets had disappeared the moment they were fired.

Feng Xue, who already knew that the bullet would not be activated, had already thrown out the Hidden Blade in his hand, and his left hand flicked his fingers around his waist-

“Duang——”

The cold and ominous bell rang, and in Feng Xue's field of vision, a red and purple mark of forgiveness also appeared.

Seeing the sign appear, Feng Xue simultaneously unfolded the mist field, completely covering a radius of fifty meters, and those who don't know, I'm afraid it's difficult not to associate this fog with the bell.

Although the home field advantage of the battle space overshadows the night, the Suffocating Blade, which inherits the double sharp buff of the Holy Mother of Disintegration, can already declare the end of the battle with a single hit under the power of the Forgiveness Bell.

The only pity is that before the countdown ends, any ability that acts on the opponent cannot be activated, so that Feng Xue failed to lock on to the target by looking at it, otherwise at this time, a direct set of teleportation will be stabbed, which will become a lore.

The Boots of Tranquility silenced the sound of action, the mark of forgiveness pointed the direction for him, and in the mist that could not see his fingers, Feng Xue had already stabbed out his Hidden Blade silently.

Thirteen swords!

A subtle move flashed from the mist, and the sharp cold light had no room to dodge, and the moment Feng Xue could be captured by perception, the blade of the sword had already pierced into the cowboy's ball.

"So easy?" Feng Xue was a little surprised and sent his arm forward, as if he wanted to give himself a little peace of mind by the feeling of breaking through the fat layer and successfully piercing the heart muscle, but in the next moment, a throbbing suddenly came from his heart......

……

"The phantom on my body is good, but it's still too tender." The strange talk in the denim suit threw away the corpse that turned into dust in his hand, and regretted that he could not plunder the other party's phantom object in the challenge space, but at this moment, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, looked up at the sky, and found that the entire desert had not disappeared.

"Not dead?" The cowboy immediately became vigilant, although he believed in his own abilities, but those who died in his hands were not also quite confident in killing themselves in the illusion?

"Want the same type of ability? This is really ......" The cowboy diverged his spirit, trying to find the flaw in this "illusion", and it was at this time that a voice suddenly sounded-

"I throw in the towel!"

In an instant, time froze, the desert scenery disappeared suddenly, Feng Xue and the cowboy returned to the villa again, Feng Xue, who touched his heart with palpitations, breathed a long sigh of relief, and looked at the cowboy in front of him inexplicably, he didn't even know how he died, that is, he used a "resurrection tomb", after realizing that this thing took effect, before the coffin was lifted, he directly opened his mouth to admit defeat, otherwise if he jumped out of the grave, maybe he would really die.

"Dude! What was that coin just now, my gun is a heritage-level companion phantom, how the hell did you do it? ”

Just when Feng Xue was still annoyed by his previous failure, a pair of cowboys with a large ball of cowboys ran over quite familiarly, grabbed his shoulders, and completely did not have the consciousness of taking Feng Xue's life just now.

Feeling the big ball squeezed by this male cowboy, Feng Xue calmly pushed him away, but subconsciously put his hand into his pocket, confirming that the coin he had thrown out before was still behind, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Name: Phantom Object, A Piece of Ocean

Elements: [Currency], [Gambling], [Chips], [Items]

Introduction: An ordinary silver dollar, when you are pointed at a gun, you can activate its effect, make a bet with the opponent, and randomly choose one of the two effects to trigger:

(1) The opponent insists on shooting, but the bullets in the gun will disappear directly.

(2) The opponent loses fighting spirit, gives up shooting, and the coins are transferred to the opponent.

Note: Do not use it while under siege.

……

This silver dollar was an illusion that Feng Xue inadvertently made when he was practicing the ability of the money printing machine, and unlike those "Libra coins" that can be stably mass-produced, this silver dollar is an accidental product, and later he also tried to make similar coins out of silver, but there was no change.

It has a pretty good suppressive power for gun users, and although if you lose the bet, the coins will be transferred to the opponent, but for enemies who have lost the will to fight, it is not difficult to get them back.

Of course, he wouldn't take the initiative to say this kind of thing, but politely and awkwardly pulled away for a short distance, and then said coldly:

"When I asked you how you killed me before, would you say?"

"Yes, it's just an illusion, what can't you say?" The cowboy sat down at the door with a big grin, and he didn't know where to take out a glass of beer and pour it into his mouth.

Feng Xue was also given this one for a while, but with the help of [Spiegel's Heart], Feng Xue found that what this thing said was actually true, and couldn't help but say a little helplessly:

"Gambling-type ability, you can use that coin as a gambling chip."

"I see, there are really all kinds of strange talks!" The cowboy smiled heartily, then patted the table and said:

"It's been a long time since I've seen you as sincere, come and have a drink, I'm invited! Rest assured, no violence is allowed in the Tower of Babylon, and these drinks are all illusions, so you can drink them with confidence! ”

PS1: If the ability of [A Piece of Ocean] is described in K, it looks like this:

A Piece of Ocean (Perpetual Trap):

When the opponent's monster declares an attack, you can only launch it with the attacking monster as the target, and you can throw a coin.

Front: Attack damage of attacking monsters becomes 0.

Back: That attack doesn't work. After that, the battle phase is over, and the card is sent to the opponent's deck to be shredded.

PS2: Both sides in the Mist Field will not be affected by the debuffs, but they will not be cleared of the debuffs that have already been applied, so the Mark of Forgiveness will not be invalidated.

(End of chapter)