Thinking cannot be transparent between people. Trust is a word. The smarter the person, the further away from him.

Wenshanke, who is carrying everything on his own, is actually almost desperate in the outside world. Otherwise, as a leader, why would he come here to gamble his life? Even if the death rate of the players who challenge the Demon God Card is the lowest, it is not as easy as imagined.

During the participation process, it is possible to fail, have sequelae, go crazy, and be trapped in an unknown dimension forever.

With no choice but to risk everything he has to pray for a victory. This is not just for him, but also for the nearly 100 million remaining survivors.

We have to win, we have to save everything.

Wenshanke gritted his teeth, began to take a deep breath as his sanity gradually disappeared, and then started the final round with Wu Hui.

If he loses, he won't have any chance.

Wu Hui shook his head and said nothing.

But he knew that Wen Shanke had already embarked on a path that was 90% likely to lead to failure.

From God's perspective, you will find that this is actually the path with the highest success rate for Wenshanke. Speaking of which, Wenshanke can be regarded as a person, with a top-notch will and talent.

But in front of the real big situation, his behavior seems to be inconsequential.

To defeat Wu Hui, who almost never makes mistakes, while losing his mind... just thinking about it seems impossible. Wen Shanke seems destined to become a tragic hero.

The game starts and the cards are dealt.

Wu Hui drew Beginning of Spring, Beginning of Summer, Autumnal Equinox, Winter Solstice 2, and Waking of Insects 3.

There were four spring cards in hand. Although three of them were duplicates, Wenshanke didn't know it. After seeing Wu Hui's hand, he suddenly felt a surge of pressure.

Wenshanke's own cards are mediocre, Equinox 2, Xiaoman, Mangzhong, Heavy Snow 2, Xiaohan 1.

This start was so dissipated that Wenshanke's pressure increased so much that he seemed to have collapsed.

As Wu Hui said before. No matter how valuable and respectable the will is, it cannot truly change the world. Those who have only strength but no ideals will not go far, and those who have only ideals but no strength...

Perhaps it can only be used as a tombstone to be respected by future generations.

It sounds easy to say that you risk everything to win, but it would be great if it were really that easy.

Wu Hui knocked down a Jingzhe. Wenshanke frowned slightly, as if he had discovered something. He barely stabilized his breathing and began to calculate the cards. Although the speed was a little slower, as long as he was steady and checked in his heart, it would not be so easy to make mistakes.

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Don't be anxious, don't panic. If you panic, you really won't have a chance.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened them again, he seemed to have gotten rid of the influence of darkness. Of course Wu Hui knew that it was just an illusion. You can't really get rid of it. You can only coexist with the lack of reason.

Then it is slowly swallowed up, or adapted.

But now there is no time for you to adapt. So, I'm sorry.

Wu Hui felt sorry for Wen Shanke in his heart, and then continued to play the game calmly. He did not let his emotions affect his actions.

After the three Jingzhe cards were destroyed by Wu Hui, the cards on the field passed through one Vernal Equinox and one Autumnal Equinox, and it became a situation where Autumn was needed.

Although the cards in his hand are changing all the time, the skeleton is still composed of the spring, summer, autumn, and winter solstice, the spring and autumn equinoxes, and the winter and summer solstice. Wu Hui obviously intends to use another way to win in this game.

Wenshanke only saw that the cards in Wu Hui's hand had always been the loose deck of the Four Seasons. He didn't know whether it was almost ready or completely loose.

But he had no choice but to bet that his opponent had loose cards, and then concentrate on combining his own cards.

If Wu Hui doesn't have loose cards in his hand.

If you don't rely on luck.

How can he win?

God, although I have never believed it, at this moment I hope you really exist.

Please tell me how to win?

How far do I have to go to save the world I want to save?

Praying is of course useless.

Wu Hui just played the game calmly. Wenshanke had no chance at all. He was like an ant trying to shake the mountains.

Soon, but in Wenshanke's mind, a long period of time passed. Wu Hui gathered together three Beginning of Spring, one Autumnal Equinox, one Vernal Equinox, one Beginning of Summer, one Beginning of Winter, and one Winter Solstice.

Wenshanke lost all his bets in the end.

It really is an existence that has no flaws, is as cold as a machine, and cannot make mistakes.

Maybe I never stood a chance against such a being from the beginning. I still lost... The Prison King will kill all the remaining survivors...

And what is the meaning of all this I have done?

Wu Hui looked at Wenshanke's collapse and said nothing.

He didn't know the specific story of this person or his legendary experience. But he might be regarded as a witness to Wen Shanke and the last scene of that world.

Goodbye Wenshanke, at least I will remember you and Zi Xing.

It's like remembering the world devastated by the Black Death.

King Xin has burned many memories, but Wu Hui has never completely burned the history of how the world was destroyed. Even if part of it is burned, he will complete the history in his free time.

Maybe there is a code name that would be more suitable for Wu Hui.

That is, the Undertaker.

He has participated in the funerals of many civilizations and left a record for them. According to Wu Hui's investigation, only a few other players have encountered doomsday or near-doomsday in the playwright's game. It can only be said that the playwright takes special care of himself.

Hope this helps in the future.

After watching Wen Shanke leave, Wu Hui, whose sanity was more than doubled than usual, looked in the direction of the card player.

This is not the first time he has met a poker player.

Anyone standing in this casino is a legend.

But Wu Hui was the only one who stood all the way to the end.

He is a legend among legends, the pinnacle among mortals, and a being who is enough for the gods to take action in person for a fair duel.

The poker player looked at him, his expression still unchanged. But Wu Hui and the referee could feel that he was getting serious.

Should I feel honored that poker players can take me seriously, or should I feel intimidated?

"Do you need a rest?" the card player asked.

"Wait a moment." Wu Hui closed his eyes, adjusted his mentality and breathing, and reopened them after about a minute: "Okay."

The two people suddenly appeared on both sides of the card table and sat down respectively. The physical fitness of both parties was reduced to the level of ordinary people, and all extraordinary powers were disabled. This was a restriction imposed by the card players themselves.

The judge's expression did not change at all, but he was also excited and curious about this interesting game in his heart.

The card players personally go out to fight in a fair battle. In the entire universe, it takes several years for this to happen. After all, there are not many player planets left alive now.
Chapter completed!