Secret World: I Became a God Through Lies

Chapter 34 The gambling game ends, the killing begins

"The gambling game ended, the slaughterhouse door slowly opened, and the curtain of bloody fate officially began."

At the gambling table, the atmosphere was as stagnant as solidified blood. The candlelight flickered slightly, reflecting the tense expressions of everyone.

Siming's fingertips tapped slowly on the table, and black playing cards flew around his fingertips. His smile was still crazy, but the coldness in his eyes was as sharp as a blade.

This game must end.

The Duke's true intention has been exposed. From the beginning, this gamble was not just about chips and skills.
It is a conspiracy woven with blood.

And he, Sima Ming, would never give the other party the opportunity to advance the game to the next step.

He glanced at the chips on the table, then locked his eyes on the Duke, the corners of his lips slightly raised.

——This move must be a fatal blow.

"It's the last round, Your Excellency the Duke."

Siming spoke slowly, his voice light and cheerful, as if he were just saying it casually. But he knew that once he had said this, there would be no turning back.

The hole cards are turned over: Ace of Spades, King of Spades, Queen of Spades, Jack of Spades, Ten of Spades—a royal flush!

At this moment, everyone was silent, and the air seemed to be stagnant.

The expressions of the vampires finally changed, and the Duke narrowed his eyes slightly, with an imperceptible look in his eyes.

But the next moment, he suddenly smiled softly.

"Haha...what beautiful card skills." His applause rang out slowly, slowly and melodiously, like a whisper in the night.

Sima Ming did not relax at all.

Because - he never believed that the Duke would really abide by the rules of the gambling.

The Duke stood up, his scarlet cloak gently swirling,
He looked quietly at the cards on the gambling table, a hint of joy in his eyes, and said softly:

"Great, you won your first game."

Siming's pupils suddenly contracted, his fingertips unconsciously clasped the edge of the table, and an uncontrollable uneasiness arose in his heart.

Sure enough, the Duke raised his hand slightly, and in an instant, the entire Blood Castle began to shake, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of blood.

The next moment, scarlet runes slowly emerged from the marble floor, and a huge blood-colored magic circle spread out, as if some ancient forbidden power was completely released.

The candle flames swayed violently, and the surrounding vampires had burning eyes and slightly bared fangs, as if the long-awaited hunt had finally arrived.

The Duke slowly raised his eyes, a cold smile on his lips.

"Then, the second game begins now."

As the words fell, the blood-red lines on the ground suddenly expanded.
The bodies of the sacrificed dealers began to wriggle, their flesh quickly festered, and their blood evaporated, turning into a scarlet mist.
, slowly intertwined in the air, and finally turned into an extremely huge bloody mouth, as if it was about to swallow everything.

Sima Ming stood up instantly, his eyes as cold as iron.

"…Sacrifice?"

He slowly glanced around and suddenly realized that the entire hall had been completely blocked off.
Scarlet veins appeared on the obsidian walls, as if some terrifying existence was watching everything.

The vampires around bared their fangs and surrounded all the outsiders, their breath cold and deadly.

The Duke slowly walked down the platform, his eyes calmly sweeping over Siming, and then slowly falling on his companions.

His voice was low and oppressive, like the voice of judgment.

"Outsiders, your blood is a tribute to Lady Shuangshengji."

"Prepare to welcome the arrival of the great being."

The air completely froze at this moment.

The candlelight flickered, and the light of the blood-colored magic circle shone on everyone's face. The disguise of the entire gambling game was finally torn apart, and the real killing game began.

Siming stood up abruptly, staring intently at the slowly expanding rune array, his heart pounding in his chest. His bet had been right.

The gambling game was a cover from the beginning, the real killing game was a blood feast!
The vampires don't follow the rules, and neither does the Duke. What he wants is not victory or defeat, but sacrifice, a living sacrifice!
But Sima Ming was not unprepared.

He suddenly turned his head, his eyes fixed on Natasha, and his voice was clear and powerful: "Natasha! Is your ability not ready yet?!" The air was still for a moment, as if even the light of the blood-colored magic circle dimmed slightly for a moment.

The next second, a light laugh sounded in the gloomy air.

Natasha slowly stood up, her fingertips gently stroking the pocket watch, a cold arc appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she said lightly:

"What a joke."

Deep in her eyes, a cold light flickered, and she silently recited the name of her secret card in her heart -

"Absolute hit, God-killing sniper."

In the candlelight, the metal pocket watch flickered slightly, and her ability had entered the harvest stage.

First ability: Unobservable. Her sniper does not exist in the real dimension.

Instead, it lurks in the cracks of the world, invisible and imperceptible to everyone.

Even the Duke of Bloody Night could not track it down.

Second ability: Sniper calibration. Fifteen minutes of stealth adjustment.

Her sniper has mapped the entire battle situation into a death trajectory. Once it enters the state of absolute hit,
Unless the target is above its level, it cannot dodge.

Third ability: Harvest. Six bullets, each one a death sentence.

Unless the target is a high-level secret card, death is certain.

Natasha gently fiddled with her pocket watch, and the sniper's cooling countdown ended.

She smiled, her voice light but revealing a deadly and dangerous aura: "My sniper... has been waiting impatiently for a long time."

boom! boom! boom!
Three dull gunshots exploded in the hall almost simultaneously!
No one saw the trajectory of the bullet.

All I saw was the heads of the three vampire viscounts suddenly exploded and their bodies fell silently.

The bright red blood spread on the ground, interweaving with the blood-colored magic circle, like a picture of hell.

The expressions of the vampires finally changed, and the air was instantly filled with tense murderous intent. Even the Duke's eyes sank slightly.

Natasha gracefully put away her pocket watch and smiled slightly.

"The hunt—officially begins."

The blood clan's siege loosened in an instant. Loren, Roca, Avel, Herman, and Celian—

All the outsiders regained their freedom and quickly adjusted themselves to prepare for battle.

Cracks began to appear in the vampire encirclement, and more viscounts showed expressions of surprise and doubt.

For the first time they realized—

These outsiders are not the lambs as imagined.

However, the Duke did not move.

He just stared at the corpse on the ground quietly, his fingertips gently stroking the armrests of the throne, a subtle smile in his eyes.

He smiled softly.

"Oh? You still have a trick up your sleeve?"

His voice was still steady and low, but it revealed a hint of undisguised excitement, as if he had finally smelled something that interested him.

Siming's heart sank.

He knew that the Duke's counterattack would not be simple.

Natasha's sniper successfully broke the vampire's plan, but the real battle had just begun.

The next moment, the light of the magic circle suddenly surged, and the entire hall seemed to be engulfed in blood.

Siming took a deep breath, his eyes slowly locked onto the Duke, his voice low and dangerous:
"This game has just begun."

(End of this chapter)