Death Game: Starting as a fraudster, pretending to be a god.

Chapter 730 The Help of "Order"

"Ugh——!"

A long whistle sounded from the huge rotating top hat, and Liang Ye's face changed slightly.

"Wow, what the hell is this?"

Although he asked a question subconsciously, Liang Ye actually knew what was inside.

Although he had made preparations to fight back whatever Qian Huan came up with, he felt that he might not be able to do it now.

No matter what kind of monster it is, Liang Ye is confident that he can defeat it.

But obviously, what Qianhuan was about to summon was not a monster.

The sound of the whistle was getting closer and closer, followed by the "clang clang" sound of metal colliding.

A moment later, two beams of strong light came out from the cave entrance.

Then——

A bright red old steam locomotive appeared in front of Liang Ye and sped towards him.

And behind the locomotive, there was a whole train of more than ten carriages!

One of the greatest magic tricks in the world is the train magic created by David Copperfield!

As a "magician", Qian Huan naturally knew about that great magic trick - in fact, the opportunity for him to become a "magician" was that he accidentally saw a video of that magic trick on the TV at home.

therefore……

Qian Huan would naturally choose this magic trick as his "trump card"!

The moment the train appeared, Liang Ye had already begun to think about retreating.

His physique was not strong enough to go head-to-head with a train - not to mention, this train was definitely not an ordinary train.

But just when Liang Ye wanted to retreat, he found that he had stood on the "railway tracks" without knowing when, and his feet were fixed with iron chains.

"Is it a hallucination? No, it's not real that my feet can't move!"

Liang Ye was greatly surprised, and soon he discovered the reason.

The place where he was now was not in the open-air garden of the hot spring hotel - but in a tunnel.

It wasn't that the train drove out of the top hat, but that I was sucked into the top hat!

Am I going to be hit by this train? !

"Shit, it would be ridiculous if I died like this!"

Liang Ye gritted his teeth and held the keyboard tightly in his hands.

At this point... he has no other choice.

"It's just a train, I'm going to derail it!"

……

In the garden, Zhiyuan showed a worried look as he watched Liang Ye being sucked into the top hat and Qian Huan disappearing.

"Is Captain Liang Ye okay?"

Zhiyuan muttered worriedly, but his thoughts were quickly interrupted by Xiaoyun.

"You still have time to be distracted?"

She whispered as a stump of an arm covered in sutures clamped around Kite's throat.

Zhiyuan didn't hesitate, he turned the gun and fired a shot. The bullet grazed the skin of his neck, accurately broke four fingers of the arm, and fell to the ground.

Listening to Xiaoyun's question, Zhiyuan nodded.

"That's true. Instead of worrying about Captain Liangye, it would be more practical to quickly get rid of you and support him."

Kite said, then stopped shooting.

He began to load bullets manually for the first time - Zhiyuan opened the chamber of the revolver and loaded the silver bullets that appeared out of thin air in his hand into it one after another.

And these six bullets are obviously different from all the previous bullets.

"As expected, you are the most deeply involved with Nightvale," Xiaoyun said lightly. "In that case, I will also use Nightvale's methods to deal with you."

Afterwards, Xiaoyun took another piece of "corpse".

And this corpse obviously does not belong to a human.

Because it is a pitch-black, slender tail, and the tip is sharp and slender like the head of an arrow.

"Is this, the devil's tail?"

Zhiyuan finished reloading the bullets and asked with a frown.

"Yes, this is what I accidentally obtained... the tail wreckage of a former lord-level demon."

Xiaoyun lightly attached the tail to his back. The next second, the tail seemed to come alive and began to swing left and right, and finally stopped behind Xiaoyun with a half curl.

Since Xiaoyun's skirt originally has a Gothic style, there is no sense of incongruity when the tail is attached to it.

Xiaoyun's original eyes were coated with a layer of purple-red strange light, and faint purple-pink magic lines appeared on his face and arms.

Just as Zhiyuan raised his hand to shoot, Xiaoyun pounced on him and pinned Zhiyuan to the ground.

The long black umbrella was pressed against Zhiyuan's throat, and Xiaoyun's knee pressed the left hand holding the gun hard against Zhiyuan's lower abdomen.

Xiaoyun looked at Zhiyuan who was so close to her, and at his face which was red due to lack of oxygen, and spoke with regret.

"You and that Ryouye are already excellent enough. Whether it's combat wisdom, decisiveness, or ability, you're rare among the captains of 'Order'... but it's a pity... it's a pity that you're not strong enough."

"At least, your upper limit is not as good as mine and Qian Huan's."

"But...I won't waste either of your bodies."

Xiaoyun said as Zhiyuan raised his right hand.

"Oh!"

He put two fingers together and fired an air bullet that went straight for Xiaoyun's head.

Xiaoyun's head was tilted slightly to one side, and blood slowly flowed from his temple.

"Even now, you still have this fighting spirit. It's really amazing."

She said it with more appreciation and praise.

However, the kite she held down struggled to squeeze out a word.

"no no……"

"It's just... a delay!"

Kite said with a smile on his face.

"you lose."

After he finished speaking, Xiaoyun heard a strange noise coming from behind him.

"Crash..."

The sound sounded very strange. Although it was not very loud, it reached her ears clearly.

It even drowned out the huge train whistle coming from Qianhuan Top Hat.

If Xiaoyun listened carefully to the sound, she could find...

It was like the sound of a dice cup shaking and the dice spinning.

The moment Xiaoyun recognized the voice, he knew who the person was.

She turned around suddenly and saw Liang Ye, covered in dust, flying out of the top hat in the air and falling heavily to the ground.

Then, the old steam train drove out - on the top of the carriage, silver pokers with a metallic luster and playing cards with a flash of red light flew and entangled with each other.

The owner of the silver [Magic Poker] is naturally Qian Huan.

The red card has the same owner as the twenty-sided dice that is constantly spinning in the sky.

"[Gambler's Cards], [Loaded Dice]..."

Xiaoyun's eyes fell on the tall and thin man with glasses, wearing a Tang suit, who was nailed to the top of the train like a nail.

She stood up, no longer paying attention to the kite beneath her, her expression very serious.

"It's you... 'Gambler' Li Hua!"