All the light dissipated above the prison-suppressing Ghost King's staff.
A deck of cards appears in front of everyone.
Card?
A question arose in everyone's mind.
What follows should obviously be the strongest battle in the Eighteen Hells, why is there a deck of cards?
They looked again in disbelief.
A deck of cards indeed.
This deck of cards is stacked together, and the surface of each card is deathly gray.
The card placed on top has been turned over.
It was a sight.
wilderness.
sea.
Moonlight illuminates the night sky.
A huge ship is moored on the shore.
Eighteen strong men stood on the boat, surrounding a scepter.
"What's going on?" Someone asked, confused.
I saw this card flying into the air and stopping motionless.
"It seems to be a law related to heaven's selection." A strong man whispered.
"It's impossible for one card to bring all of us in." Another strong man said flatly.
"Humph, what do you know..."
When the strong man said this, he stopped talking.
But looking at his face, it was obviously much more solemn.
Gu Qingshan also became much more serious.
Being able to use a single card to construct a small world and accommodate many dead people fighting in it, this kind of ability to construct the Law of Chosen is really incredible.
The first card was still floating motionless in mid-air.
Eighteen cards flew out of the deck and floated in front of each strong man.
Strong people look at their own cards and then look at other people's cards.
Everyone soon discovered that the card in front of them had a picture of themselves sleeping.
On other people's cards, naturally, they look like they are sleeping.
When things got to this point, the Prison Suppressing Ghost King Stick remained silent.
It no longer gives any prompts.
What happened was so bizarre.
The eighteen strong men carefully looked at the cards in front of them, not knowing what to do for a moment.
"It turns out to be a dream card." Gu Qingshan secretly thought.
In the same way, there are a few strong people who think about everything.
The Ghost King's Scepter is actually related to the Chosen One, which no one could have imagined.
Gu Qingshan recalled his past life - at that time, there were indeed some outstanding chosen ones who could construct chosen skills into cards.
But no one has ever been able to do this.
People fight in a card, and then a new card appears in this card, and the new card can make people enter a dream.
There are cards within the cards.
What happens next?
Gu Qingshan thought.
He suddenly laughed.
With such incredible power, able to construct worlds and dreams, it would be easy to kill himself and others.
Under such circumstances, there is really nothing to think about.
There is no retreat.
He reached out and touched the card in front of him.
"This card is a dream. You need to enter it to know what is inside." Gu Qingshan reminded the Seventh Commander.
Several commanders were still hesitating, but Gu Qingshan had disappeared.
Suddenly, he was sucked in by the card.
The seventeen strong men were shocked.
"It's interesting, I'll go take a look too." said the female Asura.
She touched her card and disappeared in an instant.
Immediately afterwards, other strong players followed suit and touched their cards one after another.
Eighteen strong men, and two are left in the end.
"Why don't you go in?" one person asked.
"This must be a trap. If you go in, wouldn't you be at the mercy of others?" another person said.
"It makes sense...but the first card was shown to us just now. The opponent's strength can even build the world. In this way..." the man from before said thoughtfully.
He suddenly reached out and touched the card.
Now, only the last person is left.
He stood alone on the deck of the giant ship.
Those people were so careless that they were sucked in by the cards like this.
——How about going into that card yourself and taking a look?
Just as he was hesitating, his figure disappeared on the first card suspended in mid-air.
The man then disappeared from the giant ship.
The first eliminator is born.
the other side.
Gu Qingshan landed on his feet.
Dim lights.
Melodious and soothing music.
The sounds of whispers, chuckles, and cheers.
"Sir, what would you like to drink?" the bartender asked politely.
Gu Qingshan did not answer and quickly looked around.
This is a bar.
Very familiar and impressive.
He was standing in front of the bar.
He suddenly saw Ye Feili and Liao Xing.
The two of them were sitting in a booth, talking in low voices and drinking.
"Sir?" the bartender asked hesitantly.
Gu Qingshan pointed at a bottle.
"OK, just a second."
The bartender skillfully opened the wine, took a glass, and poured it for him.
Gu Qingshan sat down on the seat in front of the bar.
Suddenly, a hoarse and lazy voice came from my ears.
"Someone got eliminated."
Gu Qingshan turned his head.
At some point, a man in black robes sat next to him.
Gu Qingshan recalled the scene just now.
This person appeared completely out of thin air, silently and without any movement.
Gu Qingshan pondered: "Did you create this place?"
"No, this place was created by you and me." The man in black robe said.
He took the two glasses of wine from the bartender and placed one in front of Gu Qingshan.
"How?" Gu Qingshan asked.
"My rule is to create an environment that makes you most comfortable."
The man in black robe seemed a little helpless: "You seem to have a lot of pressure in your life. I have been choosing the card rules for a long time, but I only found this only place to relax."
He raised his glass.
Gu Qingshan picked up the cup and clinked it with the man in black robe.
The two drank the wine.
"This wine is still as spicy as ever. If I hadn't known it in advance, I would have thought it was reality." Gu Qingshan said.
The man in black robe smiled: "As long as you are happy, this environment is the reward for becoming the strongest person in a certain hell."
"It's more than that. I think you seem to be guarding against something." Gu Qingshan looked into the other person's eyes and said.
In the corner of the bar, Liao Xing and Ye Feili glanced past him without any reaction.
They were like looking at strangers.
"Did you see it? Only you and I can come in here. It's a confidential room and no one else can pry into it."
The man in black robe said.
He looked tired and vicissitudes of life, and the wrinkles on his face were clearly revealed under the light.
Gu Qingshan put down the cup: "So, what should we do now?"
"Little questions, kind of like truth or dare."
The man in black robe said, holding up a thick book.
He reached over and pulled a card from the book.
This card was placed on the table randomly by him.
Gu Qingshan looked at the card.
The card depicts a man in a formal dress, kneeling on one knee, holding a bouquet of flowers, and speaking to a beautiful woman.
The beautiful woman listened with joy on her face, seemingly intoxicated by the other person's sweet words, but her hands behind her back were holding a skull.
"Relax, as long as what you say is true, my card will not cause any action." The man in black robe said.
"What if you lie?"
"You can look at that skull."
"Understood."
The man in black robe cleared his throat: "Then, let's officially begin."
"Are you single?" he asked.
"Well... that's right."
"Really?"
"The relationship has not been officially established yet." Gu Qingshan said uncomfortably.
The man in black robe looked at the cards on the table.
There was no movement on that card.
"So, do you have any friends?"
"have."
"Are they reliable?"
"Reliable."
"what sport do you like?"
"Ball games."
"Do you have any special hobbies?"
"I'm pretty good at cooking. My beef rib barbecue ingredient ratio has been listed on national gourmet lists."
"You are talented, are your parents still alive?"
"No more."
"Feel sorry."
The man in black robe seemed to feel that his question was a bit trivial, and explained: "I have to understand how deeply you are tied to the world."
He picked up a card from the book and looked at it.
This is a blank card with only a row of changing numbers on it.
"Your occupation." The man in black robe continued to ask.
"the scientist."
The man in black robe said with some confusion: "When we were on the boat, you seemed to have said that killing was your profession, so you are different from those murderous evil spirits..."
"Sorry, my profession is a scientist in life, but my profession is a swordsman in battle."
"Sword cultivator, tsk, I haven't heard this title for a long time. I really miss it."
The man in black robe said, looking down at the card with only numbers in his hand.
On that card, a number is fixed.
97.
"Ninety-seven - a very good score. You and your world are closely connected, and neither of you is willing to lose the other."
The man in black robe had a smile on his face.
"And you are a sword cultivator. Well, as a sword cultivator who can become the Lord of a Prison, you must have good fighting ability."
"Very good, congratulations, you passed the first round."
Gu Qingshan was in a daze.
Has this passed the test?
You are fighting in a card, and there is a dream card in this card.
After entering the dream card world, someone was holding a book of cards and constantly testing themselves with cards.
Just as he was thinking about it, the man in black robe had drawn six cards in a row from the book.
The man in black robe quickly put six cards together to form a large card.
This card depicts a huge war scene.
Evil ghosts, gods, beast kings, and asuras formed an unprecedented army.
They discussed the cards and held a swearing-in ceremony.
A god stood on a high platform and said something loudly.
Warriors from the four worlds, wearing armor, raised their weapons high.
In the next scene, they rush into the underworld.
The large iron mountain wall that had not seen any movement in ten thousand years cracked open.
The dead from the eighteen levels of hell rushed out.
The forward troops of both sides collided.
The war begins.
Gu Qingshan just looked at it from a distance and felt a majestic atmosphere.
Countless tragedies and heroes are happening every moment.
The man in black robe held up the card with an apology on his face.
"I don't know if you can withstand such an intense war, but if you want to become the Ghost King, you must enter the next dream to witness that era."
"Is this the second level?"
"Yes."
"Then come on."
Gu Qingshan stretched out his hand and touched the card.
