Defect another world

Chapter 299 The Miko's Rejection

The god of death smiled slyly:
"I've already said the rules.

"As long as the rules don't prevent it, and the field doesn't stop you from doing it, then it can be done.

"Not only can cards be exchanged on the table, even in duels, cards can be exchanged with each other.

"Even when you are on the table and someone challenges your allies, you have time to give him cards at the moment the duel starts.

"Hey, so please feel free, everyone."

Zuo Feng had a sullen face, but raised his eyes, stared at Zuo Ge and said:

"In that case, give me all the cards in your hand."

With a blank expression on his face, Zuo Ge lightly tossed the stack of six cards forward.The cards slid in front of Zuo Feng and scattered into one piece.

"Now, I also have eight cards."

Zuo Feng gathered all the cards in his hand, showing off triumphantly.

This series of changes gave Meng Fei an extremely bad premonition.

At first, he thought that after God of Death formulated the rules for the domain of God of Death, he would only be a simple executor of the rules in this world.

But now it seems that is not the case.

If Reaper simply enforced the rules, then from the end of Zuoge's round of challenges, he who has the most cards in his hand should naturally become the challenger.

Why does the god of death need to jump out to confirm this?
The problem was that Reaper didn't immediately announce him as the challenger, but instead provoked a card exchange event between the two mantis people, giving the mantis king left front five cards.

Didn't the Grim Reaper claim to be "I don't say anything except the rules"?Why so much nonsense all at once?
This shows that Reaper is not neutral, but is deliberately avoiding him as a challenger?Or was the god of death standing with the mantis king?
Or has Reaper been aware of his plan?
If he can't become a challenger, then the path he envisions to crack the domain of the god of death will be impossible to achieve.

"hey-hey."

The unhappiness on Death's face disappeared with the chicken thief's laughter, and then he rolled the dice in his hand.

"Not good..." Meng Fei thought to himself.

In the rules that God of Death said, it only said that when the number of cards is the same, he rolls the dice to decide, but it has never stipulated that the dice must be random!
In other words, it is likely that the god of death decides who is drawn first by the dice.

If the god of death doesn't want him to be drawn, then he can never be drawn!

Meng Fei couldn't help scratching his head.

There are always ways, and we can only take one step at a time.Anyway, even if it is wrong, there is still a chance.

The dice were clinking and rolling in the copper bowl.

Sure enough, the final image was decisively fixed on Zuo Feng who looked a bit like Zuo Ge, but was younger, with clearer muscle contours on his face, full of arrogance, arrogance and arrogance!

"That means, it's my king's turn to challenge."

He crossed his arms and looked at everyone arrogantly.

For him now, Homer had eight cards in his hand, as many as he, and was his strongest opponent.

But because he obtained the challenger permission first, he can ignore this person!

As long as he gets two cards from anyone other than He Ma and Xiao Luo, he can directly become the final winner.

But he didn't need any more challenges at all, so his expression was very relaxed, and he even raised his legs on the seat, and spit out two words:

"Zimi."

"exist."

Although Qi Mei couldn't get up, she still put her hands on her chest, shrank her shoulders, and lowered her head slightly to express her reply.

Meng Fei sympathized with Luo An at this moment.After all, she was his woman, but after she died, her soul was controlled by the tyrant Zuo Feng.

The muscles on Zuo Feng's face were distorted, and his eyes shot out with a mighty brilliance.He just finished greeting Qi Mei, but instead of explaining, he said with a smile:

"He Ma? I heard that you are also a favorite of God?
"Or the favor of Goddess Qingmang?

"You do have some skills. You got eight cards with just one maid.

"But what's the use?
"Ha ha ha ha."

Touching the lightning scar that was still aching on his face, he was in a good mood, extremely refreshed, and really wanted to laugh out loud.

Not long ago, in front of Goddess Qingmang, he felt like he was living like a dog.

But now, the seat of God is in front of him.In a moment, he would be equal to the gods, so what if he was a goddess?

The most important thing is that in the entire death game, he can directly win the final victory without even making a single move.

This is the arrangement of fate, the god of destiny!
"No matter how many cards you have, you are not qualified to challenge me. You can only rot in your own hands."

He especially hated Ho Ma.Because in the eyes of Goddess Qingmang, he is not even as good as a dog.

The goddess was willing to go down to the world for this guy, risking herself, and even made a poisonous oath to destroy a race.

He doesn't want to do anything else now, he just wants to watch this favorite become a sacrifice for him to become a god.

"Because I don't have to fight you at all!"

He glanced at Zimei again and said:
"Give me the two cards in your hand."

Miko slaves are absolutely loyal to their masters.As long as he ordered, Qi Mei could not refuse.

He already had eight cards in his hand, and with the two cards in Qi Mei's hand, he immediately became the final winner!
"No, Your Majesty, I cannot give you my cards."

Although Qi Mei flinched, she replied politely.

Zuo Feng's exaggerated smile froze on his face.

"What? You disobeyed my orders?"

"No, you misunderstood."

Qi Mei didn't dare to raise her eyes at all, she just looked at the table and whispered:
"I will never dare to disobey any order of yours.

"But if you take my cards, you can indeed become the ultimate winner in the field of death rules.

"However, you will not be able to become a god.

"Any one of my cards will go against the result of your becoming a god."

As if crawling, Zuo Feng propped his hands on the cold and hard copper table, with a very complicated expression.

He was angry for a while, tangled for a while, and lost in thought for a while.

At last he tried his best to calm down, staring into Qimei's eyes and asking:

"tell me why?"

"His Majesty."

Qi Mei bowed again in her seat.

"Qimei's prophecy is like the distant ripples in the sea of ​​time. Qimei can see it and knows that we must experience it.

"But Qimei can't see the depths of the sea of ​​time, and doesn't know the source of the power that stirs the future in the depths.

"So Qimei can only tell you that if you want to become a god, you cannot take any card from Qimei's hand."

Zuo Feng pursed his lips tightly, his cheeks were slightly bulging, his nose was slightly dilated, and his eyes were full of distrustful viciousness.

But he also believes in the absolute loyalty of witches. This is an axiom summed up in this world for thousands of years, and there has never been a counterexample.

"What is the path for me to become a god now?"

"Qimei's prophecy is: You must challenge He Ma first. Otherwise, you will not be able to become a god."

(End of this chapter)