"I grew up in Downtown. Why do you think I can do whatever I want? Fran opened the wheel and looked at the beautiful red crystal bullet in the nest, "You're a gambler, and I hate gamblers." But I want to warm up a little before I play that bullshit game with you......"

Click

The wheel closed, and it subtracted like a black crow, and looked at the poor abomination man whose forehead was already covered with sweat at some point, with its unscrupulous and calamity-filled black eyes.

Fran's tone was sincere, and with his always calm face, except for the occasional fluctuations in the face of Mo Lin and Po Sen, he had the appearance of a gentle gentleman, but the content of the gentle words that came from his mouth made the Ace of Spades fall into an ice cave.

"Guess if the bullets in my gun will kill you."

Looking at the empty barrel, the darkness in it seemed to hide some beast, making the Ace of Spades sweat like rain on his forehead!

At this point, the situation was already obvious, the Ace of Spades had figured out the joints, and something must have happened during that period of time that was blocked by the crazy lady.

The Ace of Spades was a little annoyed, why did he think that it was just three ordinary people, and that the Mad Lady was just so that the feasters could hide from some people and give the three guys who took a lot of care of Fran some unworthy rewards.

But I didn't expect that a momentary negligence led to a big mistake......

Wait......

Is it really negligence?

The Ace of Spades was stunned, and suddenly turned back to look at the charming stunner lying in the arms of the celebrant with a shocked gaze, and the crazy lady raised her bare hand and sent a flying kiss to the shocked and frightened face of the Ace of Spades.

Then he smiled like a fox.

The Ace of Spades turned around and smiled wryly, apparently the one had already known about tonight's plans out of nowhere. At this time, he finally knew why the crazy lady who had not planned to attend this banquet suddenly changed her itinerary and came to this banquet.

The Ace of Spades' complexion gradually changed, and then he looked at Fran's flat face, and then his eyes moved to the revolver, his eyes full of thought.

There is still room for redemption, as long as he can resist this attack, Fran, who has lost the means of attack, will definitely not be able to break the gambling contract again.

He can die, but he can't die here, the great cause of the gods is still waiting for him to add such an important touch, this is a privilege that he has been asking for many years to achieve!

He must lose this gamble before he can happily die, or he will die blindly!

The ace of spades turned fierce, and no longer care about the taboo that any transcendent person could not cast magic in Orin, layers of spells appeared around him, and the incomparably precious spells of the past were forcibly exercised by him regardless of the original consumption!

From the beginning to the end, Fran had no intention of stopping him, and even waited with interest for the Ace of Spades to complete the layers of defensive barriers.

At this time, behind the curtain of various colors, the Ace of Spades looked at Fran vigilantly, and he was constantly regretting in his heart, why did he feel that he couldn't use those spells when he came to die, so he only carried a few lighter spells, which caused his defense in an emergency to be far less than one-third of the usual.

"Are you ready?" Fran spoke softly, in a flat tone, but the Ace of Spades could sense a rather palpable eagerness in those bland words.

The Ace of Spades didn't speak, and when you don't know a certain spell, doing less is the best way to deal with it.

Unlike the crisp and loud roar of the Eagle Strike, the sound of the reduced revolver was rather muffled, and as the hammer fell, the delicate, but without gunpowder or magic crystals, or any firing conditions, flew out of the dark muzzle of the gun so unnaturally that even Fran, who was wielding the gun, did not feel the slightest recoil.

In the blink of an eye, the bullet had already flown in front of the layers of defensive light curtains of the Ace of Spades. It was like a flying stone breaking glass, and those seemingly indestructible, but in fact true, light curtains were in front of that delicate bullet, like fragile glass, and shattered the moment they touched!

A dice-shaped charm on the waist of the Ace of Spades, which was always active, sensed the danger, and a flicker was already blocked in front of the bullet, but with the piercing corrosion sound, the bullet easily pierced through the dice like mutton fat jade.

The Ace of Spades suddenly changed his complexion, and he immediately prepared to use the teleportation magic to directly reach the mortal woman as he had planned, and use the woman as a hostage to force Fran to gamble.

The blurring scene around him meant that the precious teleportation scroll had been successfully activated, and at this time he could even see the woman's closed eyes, and even those eyelashes trembling slightly in the air!

But......

Suddenly!

A coercion descended from the high platform, it was a kind of majesty that was so noble that it was suffocating, just like a bright yellow dragon robe, sitting on the dragon chair, as if looking down on the world and looking down on the emperor of all lives! That's a great power! That is the domineering of the Son of Heaven who is angry and ambushes millions of corpses and sheds blood!

That's an inviolable commandment!

But why......

The Ace of Spades doesn't understand, how can there be such a domineering emperor here!

His face froze in front of Fran, and then an endless look of horror appeared, and he struggled to turn his head and look in the direction of the high platform, ignoring the bullets that were approaching in front of him.

That ugly face was full of unwillingness at this time, in stark contrast to the cold and handsome face of the Dead Emperor, the Dead Emperor sat on the chair, but the phantom of its own dilapidated and decayed dragon chair appeared, shrouding the originally simple chair, looking at the Ace of Spades under the high platform, the Dead Emperor showed disdain and spoke, "Such an ugly person, it is simply dirty my eyes, pawn, how to deal with it." ”

At this time, the pawn finally stood behind the Dead Emperor as he wished, this old man was bent and looked extremely humble, but he was happy to do so!

Ten thousand years ago, the heroic appearance of this emperor had already convinced this old man, and at this time, in his heart, it was already a monstrous honor to be able to accompany this majesty with the body of a withered dead soul!

He bowed down, lowered his body a little, and spoke in a humble tone, "According to what the old slave sees, I should start the autumn hunt again to quench Your Majesty's anger." ”

In the dead country, there is only one meaning represented by autumn hunting.

The believers in that butterfly are fat, it's time to slaughter some.

Since losing the gamble of the Dead Country, the Butterfly of Greed has been so damaged that the Dead Emperor has ascended to the throne of the gods by some means over the years, and he is still wandering around collecting strength to stabilize his origin.

In other words, at this time, the dead country already had the ability to kill the greedy butterfly to avenge his blood, but after the gamble of the dead country, the butterfly was obviously more than cunning at one level, and he was cleverly avoided many times of encirclement and suppression.

Over the years, the two sides have also entered a period of equilibrium.

The Greedy Butterfly develops believers, and after it grows to a certain number, the Dead Country points a little soldiers and horses, goes out, and chops up all the Greedy Butterfly believers who can be seen.

And so on and so forth.

This is one of the reasons why the Ace of Spades calls itself a mouse.

And the most important reason.

The eyes of the ace of spades were full of unwillingness, he never expected that the handsome young man who looked ordinary turned out to be the emperor of the dead country who lived in a simple place!

He closed his eyes in agony, waiting for death to come. He knew very well that his task would not be completed, and at this time, he had even lost the courage to roar under the prestige accumulated over the years of his death, and could only wait for death with his eyes closed and cowardly.

He prayed in his heart that his failure would not have a serious impact on God's plan.

Death does not hesitate because of his ridiculously devout faith.

Like a bubble being punctured, the delicate bullet sank into his chest without hesitation, but it didn't shoot out from the other side.

Like a drop of water entering the ocean, the bullet suddenly disappeared without a trace as soon as it entered the body of the Ace of Spades, as if the sharpness and terrifying power that had pierced through those defenses before was a complete phantom.

But before the Ace of Spades could open his eyes, a cone-like pain came from his pierced chest, and in the pain that pierced his bone marrow, he could no longer feel his chest, or he was no longer aware of his chest!

He swallowed the pain and opened his eyes in astonishment, and was greeted by Fran's slightly surprised expression. The Ace of Spades looked down and saw that the floor behind him was a little reflective under the illumination of the light!

His chest!

Gone!

It's the disappearance in the popular sense! The disappearance was even spreading outward from his chest at a remarkable rate, and the Ace of Spades finally felt frightened, clutching his already transparent chest in disbelief, his eyes full of pleading and horror, he staggered forward a few steps, trying to plead with Fran......

Can......

It's spreading faster than he thought!

But in a single breath, his torso, even the blood and organs in it, disappeared out of thin air! As soon as he took a step, his limbs fell in disarray, and when his head was unsupported, he fell from the air, bouncing and tumbling on the smooth floor to Fran's feet.

Fran frowned in disgust, stretched out his shoes from the very elaborate workmanship of Lavender, and kicked the ugly head, which was already sobbing by this time, back into the scattered limbs of the Ace of Spades.

The Ace of Spades looked at the limbs that were gradually disappearing in front of his eyes, and watched his proud dexterous hands disappear in front of him little by little, he let out a wail, and he screamed in horror:

"Monster! Blame ......"

As the voice subsided, the poor, ridiculous, hateful, and pathetic gambler finally failed to make the last gamble of his life, and was completely gone with all the sins he was full of.