Buzz~
In a small village, everything was in ruins. Around, it resembled a broken prayer ritual, and corpses slowly stood up from the ground, still a bit stiff.
An even more chilling aura was spreading, gradually instilling a fear of death in this world.
The stench of decay wafted over, and in the eyes of the startled red-robed ghost, a sudden murderous intent surged. She reached out with her bloody hand, fiercely attempting to pierce Baiyi’s eyes.
But Baiyi did not dodge at all, and her hand abruptly stopped, suspended just a few milliters from Baiyi’s eyeball, the forceful gust ruffling his hair, lifting his hood to reveal his extrely calm face.
A drop of fresh blood fell, which Baiyi nonchalantly caught and flicked away.
He pulled up his hood again, looking at the ghost close at hand, feeling the increasing malice around him without the slightest movent.
Sure enough...
Baiyi lowered his eyes, seeing the hints provided by this world, and seed to understand.
[You’ve wandered into a village that has gone through an evil ritual, filled with ghosts unwilling to descend to hell, and resentful zombies. They’ve suffered greatly and now harbor the utmost resentnt towards everything, but don’t be afraid; they’re unfortunate souls. Can you stop hurting them?]
The hint was vague, and Baiyi didn’t know all the rules, but it was certainly not telling him to tie up all these ghosts and zombies using powerful strength.
The mont Baiyi saw this hint, he thought of many rules.
Based on the nature of the Devil’s Ga.
1. Do not use extraordinary power.
2. Do not show fear.
3. Do not show hostility toward ghosts.
4. Do not harm ghosts and corpses.
Path to survival: These ghosts at least at Silver Upper Tier level cannot harm you!
Baiyi hadn’t figured out more yet; this ti, he didn’t have an answer, so it was better to stick with the first thought.
The fierce ghost in front of him felt awkward seeing this man remain indifferent, not knowing whether to withdraw her hand or not in front of Baiyi’s eyes, unsure of what to do.
She really hadn’t encountered anyone like this before, but she didn’t dare to actually strike down either.
She wanted to shout at the rule that created her: Director, call it a wrap! I can’t act anymore!
"Ugh... pain... it hurts so much... "
"Ugh... my hand fell... why does it hurt so much? Who are you..."
Step... step... step...
A chaotic and irregular sound of footsteps echoed, startling the red-robed ghost, who flew away quickly as if seeing a savior, preparing to stage another scare from afar.
Ghosts began to erge one by one, and this ti they were extrely terrifying, with distorted appearances, rushing forward before the arrival of the zombies.
Their speed was astonishingly fast, their murderous intent intense, so much so that even a Gold level couldn’t remain still instantly at such speed.
Yet Baiyi still did not move, just lowered his eyes to the ground, without any ripple of emotion.
Buzz~
The ghost near Baiyi dissolved into nothingness, leaving an even chillier aura to surface.
Outside this ga, in Aysen’s eyes, the devil was full of shock, with even a tinge of fear. It was his first Devil’s Ga, and he could not comprehend what was happening.
"Jiman... yes, Jiman..."
He thought of sothing, quickly intending to use his power to connect this ga to another.
But the gas he could usually link seamlessly remained utterly unresponsive now, and Jiman, who had been conversing freely, was also unresponsive.
He beca a little flustered, what... exactly was happening?
He checked the rules repeatedly, not understanding how soone could not dodge, and not be afraid under such circumstances? Even without any malice...
How could anyone possibly do this?
He looked at the ga, at the picture, where a group of zombies surrounded that marvel, surrounded by stench and rot, yet eliciting no reaction...
He tried to contact Jiman once more, but every attempt fell into silence, how... could this be?
Aysen forced himself to calm down; this was, after all, the world of devils. No matter what, there wouldn’t be any life-threatening danger... right?
He rembered what Jiman told him, to retreat imdiately if lost... but now...
Buzz~
Just as he thought of this, a calming atmosphere appeared, and that completely unremarkable marvel appeared not far from him.
"Hello, Mr. Devil, it seems... I’ve won this round..."
Aysen’s heart skipped a beat, but the devil’s elegance allowed him to quickly suppress his panic, bowing slightly, "Honored marvel, indeed, you have won. Here is your reward."
As he spoke, a large amount of Gold Coins appeared behind him, their golden brilliance illuminating the hall.
Aysen smiled and said, "As we agreed beforehand, each person can participate in one round only. We welco you to return to the Devil’s Ga next ti."
Baiyi pulled back his hood, a slight smile appearing in his eyes, "Mr. Devil, let’s raise the stakes."
Aysen’s smile froze abruptly, the muscles on his body tensing and relaxing in a rhythm like breathing, and he sensed sothing very ominous.
After a long silence, he regained his composure, "Of course, do you wish to bet two hundred thousand Gold Coins?"
Baiyi looked at him, speaking with devil-like elegance, "Let’s do this, Mr. Devil. You see, I’m only at Level 20, so I’ve always been curious about the mode of the strong; let’s ask hell to restrict our levels to the sa, and initiate a power duel between the two of us."
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