"Obviously, you won't agree if I say I don't want to bet."
Facing the desperate situation, Annan remained unusually calm.
"Of course."
Fufu said leisurely: "If you don't choose, I will choose for you. According to the rules of Thousand Faces Fantasy Tower, there are already plans for people who play this passive game."
Of course he knew that Fufu didn't tell the whole story - it was still Fufu's unique style. But he would never let go of anyone who could disgust people in subtle ways.
This is probably the lowest of all gods.
He is not even ashamed of himself, but rather proud of this lowliness.
Fufu did not explain to Annan.
The most dangerous part of this game is not "the fastest to draw the five cards picked by Kafni".
——But after drawing the right card, when launching an attack on Fu Fu... "How to avoid the cards that Kafni may choose."
Every time you attack Fufu, you must sacrifice a card.
And as long as the "real card" drawn by Kafeni is used as ammunition, it is fired.
...That means that it is absolutely impossible for Annan to win.
He must draw out all the remaining cards one by one, endure fear and expectation (if he has any), forget his friends one by one, and detonate them all into despair when he finally fails.
——In other words, Annan could not make a wrong choice even once.
Such bad rules.
It's as if "I'll die" is written on my face.
"You must think you have decided on me, right?"
Annan whispered.
Fufu said nothing, just put his hands behind his back and looked at Annan with a smile.
So Annan took a deep breath.
—— Such a familiar desperate situation.
The bottom of his pupils gradually lit up with light.
Focused. Serious. Concentrated.
Use all your strength.
Absolutely cannot fail.
Don’t make a mistake even once——
The pressure that was enough to crush and drive a person crazy made Annan's mouth corners rise.
"Hehehe...hahahahahaha...ahhahahahahaha!"
Annan didn't hide anything and started laughing like a madman!
Just like a fire started.
In the abyss of despair, a bright golden light ignited from Annan's eyes.
"are you crazy?"
Fu Fu said leisurely: "That's not your fault."
"Huh? What weird things are you talking about?"
Annan's laughter finally stopped.
The gentle smile on his face finally disappeared - as if a mask had been taken off.
The unpredictable aura of madness ignited from the flames in his eyes.
"Hello."
A strange accent sounded along with Annan's voice.
Like a high-pitched child's voice.
Like an old muffled sound.
"——Then let me ask you."
He is tied to the throne, but he looks like a king sitting here.
The young black-haired son asked in a [Youyou Reading www.uutxt.co] voice.
"——Do you dare to raise the bet?"
"Add?"
Fufu frowned.
"You have lived much longer than me. For a heartless person like you, forgetting someone is not a punishment. So I want a more precise punishment-"
Annan said coldly: "Every time you are killed by this knife, you will accept the pain of 'death penalty'!"
"--Can."
Fufu agreed without hesitation: "But at the same time, it will also have an effect on you.
"If you die from the pain and faint from the pain, then I will turn the cards over for you."
It doesn't matter even if I endure this pain.
When hit by the "Forgotten Blade", every time you forget someone, you will forget everything connected to it. And Annan's life so far has only been fifteen years.
As long as he is hit enough, his consciousness can be completely washed away.
The great enemy Annan can be completely rendered powerless here.
Even if you pay a sufficient price - forgetting some memories and enduring the pain of being killed dozens of times, it doesn't matter.
"good."
Annan grinned: "Then I'll stay here and collect some interest."
Fufu and Annan looked at each other.
Both of them had extremely strong murderous intent in their eyes.
"Then, you only have five minutes to think each round."
Fufu slowly sat on the seat on the other side of the table and said coldly: "Then, the game begins."
When the voice fell.
Annan's temperament changed.
The golden light burning in his eyes was even more splendid, just like the undead with empty eyes. But the invisible madness in his body was slightly restrained.
"Let me show you the gap between you and me."
Obviously I am a mortal.
But Annan said this without hesitation.
"The first one - twelve."
Annan said calmly: "Kafni will immediately think of my grandmother based on me and Dmitri, and then think of my grandmother's holy day - December 1st."
As Annan finished speaking.
The card with twelve written on it turned into a blue light and disappeared.
"correct."
Fufu's voice was equally calm: "Choose your attack points."
"Of course it's...fifteen."
A cruel smile appeared on Annan's lips: "Let me watch it first."
The card with the number fifteen stood up immediately.
It shattered and turned into scarlet light spots, pouring into the purple dagger.
On the purple dagger, a number "fifteen" appears.
Then, streams of purple light overlapped and rushed from the dagger to Fufu.
Immediately, Fufu's body was covered with bloody wounds fifteen times deep and visible to the bone.
The divine blood gushes out trickling and falls on the ground, turning into a fragrant breath.
Fu Fu groaned at first, and then suddenly tightened his grip on the seat handle.
His body trembled - he immediately became incontinent.
After that, his whole body suddenly tensed up, twisting like a snake, and blood continuously pumped out with his movements, turning his body into a bloody man.
His sweat gushed out along with blood, and his face showed an obvious look of pain... Then he finally couldn't bear it anymore and screamed. His voice was as hoarse as a crow.
It wasn't until more than a minute passed that he gradually became quiet.
And his tongue has been bitten to pieces by himself.
Fufu sighed and spit out a mouthful of minced meat. Taking a deep breath - his tongue healed again, and the wounds on his body also recovered quickly.
But the white robe, soaked in sweat, blood and urine, was not repaired by him.
"He is truly a dead eunuch."
Annan said faintly: "The thing that leaks is the speed. It's a pity that I can't separate these fifteen executions. Otherwise, I will definitely give it to you slowly and not so violently at the beginning."
"It's been three minutes."
Fufu didn't care at all about the indecent image of peeing all over his pants.
He took a deep breath and said in a hoarse voice: "My execution time is of course included in these five minutes. It is impossible for you to extend my thinking time by torturing me."
"...Do you think I tortured you to prolong your thinking time?"
Annan sighed: "That was really a wrong guess.
"I don't need time to think at all. I'm just watching your pain. And, in order to prevent you from being paralyzed... I can only choose the next chapter of cards after you recover."
Annan smiled: "It's just a pity that I only have more than sixty swords. I can't kill you with a thousand swords."
"If I guessed correctly, you also hid something. In the last game, every time Kafni guessed a card correctly, you would tell a lie about me; and every time she guessed a card wrong, you would tell a lie about me.
Card, you will tell the truth.
"Of course Twelve guessed it right, so you will tell a lie. And of course this is a lie about me - this will guide Kaifuni's thinking to me. Then she will think around me, and she will immediately
What do you think of?"
Annan's body leaned back slightly, leaning on the throne.
He said leisurely: "Yes. Of course it is...the seventh ray of the sun.