Secret World: I Became a God Through Lies

Chapter 11 Bloody Duel, a Gamble of Fate
"Battle is not a contest of strength, but a contest of wisdom."

“When the gears of fate begin to turn, winning or losing is no longer the only answer.”

Duels are never fair.

Siming looked at the Viscount Red Wing in front of him and couldn't help but groan inwardly.

He has a clear understanding of his own fighting ability - if it is a gambling game, he has ten ways to make his opponent lose convincingly;
But if it was a duel... he didn't even know how to place the bet!
Viscount Red Wing's gaze was calm and sharp. He stood there,
Like an unshakable fortress, the pressure of the vampires invisibly permeated the air, making people feel a sense of oppression.

Natasha folded her arms in a gloating manner and laughed softly:

"Oh, Siming, it seems your 'good luck' is not on your side this time?"

Siming shrugged helplessly, putting on an innocent expression:

"Your Excellency, I am only a magician playing cards. Don't you think this is unfair in a duel?"

Viscount Red Wing smiled slightly, revealing his white and sharp fangs:

"Don't say that, Mr. Astrologer. I generously allow you to use your cards."

"Rather..." His eyes darkened slightly, and the blood in his body surged.
"You have to be careful too, my blood bat."

Swish-!
As he finished speaking, several bright red bats suddenly flew out from the darkness.

Their wings were like blades, emitting an eerie glow as they circled in the air, ready to strike.

Siming's expression changed slightly. He knew he couldn't escape.

Viscount Red Wing has set his sights on him, and the battle... has begun.

"Then... let's put on a gorgeous magic show."

Siming smiled and raised his hand gently. Ten cards flew between his fingers and unfolded like flowing light.

Viscount Red Wing's pupils shrank slightly - ten cards?
Sima Ming summoned ten monsters at the same time? Impossible!

But before he could think deeply, Sima Ming had already taken the initiative!

"Spinning Poker, out!"

The four cards in Siming's hand suddenly spun and flew out.

Drawing a strange trajectory in the air, it went straight to Red Wing's vital point——

This is not an ordinary poker card, but a real deadly weapon!
Red Wing reacted quickly, his hand suddenly resting on the hilt, and the heavy sword was unsheathed.

“Ding! Ding! Ding——!”

Three consecutive precise blocks, sparks flying, but...

"Whoosh!"

The fourth card passed over his sword at a tricky angle and went straight to his shoulder!

Hong Yi frowned and dodged decisively, but at this moment——

"Disaster Messenger, intercept him!"

A whisper was heard, and the air suddenly shook—

A goat-headed monster wearing a tattered robe suddenly appeared on the side of Red Wing.

Waving a long whip burning with hellfire, it charged straight at his body!
Hong Yi's eyes darkened, and he swung his sword backhandedly, "Dang——!"

The sword blade collided with the whip, sparks flew, and the shockwaves made the air tremble slightly!

"Ha..." Siming's mouth corners slightly raised,
"I thought you only knew the art of chivalry and fencing."

Viscount Red Wing sneered, "I'm not a knight, I'm a hunter."

His figure suddenly burst out, the sword flashed, and turned into three consecutive thrusts heading straight for Siming!

Si Ming's pupils shrank. He was not a melee fighter at all. Hong Yi's speed was faster than he had imagined!
"Disaster Bringer, stop him!"

The sheep-headed monster growled and swept away wielding a flaming whip!

however--

Red Wing's movements are astonishingly fast!
He accurately captured the gap in the attack of the Messenger of Disaster,

The figure flashed like a ghost, and the heavy sword pierced the monster's heart!
“—Ugh!!”

The body of the messenger of disaster instantly turned into a ball of black smoke, and the card turned back into Sima Ming's hand.

Hongyi's sword was already at Siming's throat!
The air was eerily quiet.

The red-winged sword blade shone with a cold luster.
Siming clearly saw the faint blood attached to the sword edge, which was a deadly murderous intent.

Lost yourself?

Siming laughed at himself in his heart. He was indeed very smart in many aspects.

But... in terms of pure combat, he was no match for these monsters born in battle. Natasha's expression changed slightly, and her finger quietly landed on a card—

She plans to take action!
however……

Red Wing slowly retracted his sword.

He took a step back, folded his hands over his chest, and bowed slightly in an elegant manner.

Then, he raised his eyes and said softly—

"It's not you."

Siming was stunned: "...What did you say?"

Red Wing smiled, gently put on his black gloves, turned around and slowly walked away.

The voice is ethereal and deep——

"You are not the one I'm looking for."

Siming stood there, confused. What was the purpose of Viscount Red Wing's battle?
Natasha narrowed her eyes, watching Red Wing's figure going away, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

He showed a sarcastic smile: "Hey, Siming, you saved your life, you lucky boy."

Siming took a long breath, took off his gloves, and looked at his fate pattern.
Sure enough - the third star was lit, he had just activated 'Fate's Favor'.

...So that's how it is. In this bet, the stakes he placed were his own lives.

Celian covered her chest with her hands, her expression complicated: "I was scared to death..."

Siming looked at her deeply, then shrugged nonchalantly.

He put on a frivolous smile and said, "This is the game of fate. It's thrilling and exciting, isn't it?"

However, a question was echoing in his mind——

Viscount Red Wing, who are you looking for?
...Natasha? Or...

...is it me?
Deep in the dark alley, there was a damp, bloody smell. Night enveloped the North Town.

Only the high-hanging blood moon cast a dark red glow, shining on the towering Gothic buildings, casting deep and eerie shadows.

Viscount Red Wing stood quietly at the end of the street, the heavy sword in his hand tilted slightly.

In the shadows behind him, several figures appeared silently.

They were dressed in pitch-black armor and had silver masks on their faces. Only their eyes reflected the red light of the blood moon, revealing a bloodthirsty desire.

"Sir, are you just going to let those outsiders go?"

A vampire knight lowered his voice, a hint of confusion in his tone.

Viscount Red Wing did not answer immediately, but slowly raised his left hand.

With a slight movement of his pale and slender fingers, a blood bat hidden in the night suddenly flew out from his fingertips.

It circled silently in the night wind, following Siming and his group who were gradually disappearing in the distance.

"Let him go?" Viscount Red Wing chuckled softly.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly with a hint of teasing.

"We vampires never let go of any prey easily.
Especially those outsiders who may be involved in the disappearance of Lord Blood Moon."

Several vampire knights looked at each other, still with doubt in their eyes.

"But sir...if they really knew something, this was the best time to interrogate them."

Viscount Red Wing shook his head slightly, a faint smile appearing on his pale face.

"Interrogation? They won't talk quietly. Outsiders are the most cunning creatures, especially that astrologer named Siming."

He paused slightly, his eyes showing a deep light, and whispered:

"But it doesn't matter now... My blood bat has left a mark. His every move cannot escape my eyes."

Hearing this, the vampire knights nodded slightly, understanding Viscount Red Wing's intention.

They said no more, but silently stepped back and dived into the darkness, as if they had never appeared.

Viscount Red Wing raised his head and stared at the blood moon in the night sky.
Those scarlet pupils revealed a hint of sadness and obsession.

His voice sounded softly, like a murmur to himself, or a low prayer to some distant being:
"Princess of the Blood Moon, my Lord... where are you?"

The high-hanging blood moon still emits a strange red light, silent and

As if mocking all the lonely souls wandering in the night.

At this moment, without Siming knowing anything,
A tiny blood bat was hiding in the shadows, following closely behind him.

(End of this chapter)