"Rotface recognized this as a nightmare, so He intends to lose this round?"
Maria furrowed her brows, "Then why doesn’t He just concede directly?"
"It’s Rotface’s suspicious nature. Bone Lord once told that even before Rotface beca a god, He was a person of considerable distrust...
"I once t soone in a nightmare who recognized my identity the mont we t. Of course, this also had to do with my rather unique soul and the other party’s keen senses. However, Rotface himself is also adept at this.
"Even if Rotface believed this to be a nightmare, He would also guard against the possibility that this ’Annan’ used prearranged plans and rituals to achieve a special effect within the nightmare."
Annan, with his eyes closed, casually said, "After all, it’s not uncommon to trick soone into thinking ’this is actually a nightmare’ in the real world, to let their guard down, and then deceive or assassinate them. I even suspect that Rotface himself excels at this.
"However, Rotface is even willing to believe that ’Annan,’ a Ritualist who is not even a Transcendent, might have the possibility to deceive Him... I really should thank Him for taking so seriously."
At this point, Annan silently chuckled, "Of course, this also ans—that the ’’ from back then really could do this.
"After all, no matter how cautious a person is, they are not going to worry that an ant by the roadside might suddenly Charge at them and kill them. Caution cannot be without basis; and the more powerful beings like Rotface, the more sensitive they beco."
Hearing this, Maria realized sothing.
"So, back then, you... actually made similar arrangents?"
"If possible."
Annan added, "I an, if I could have done it... I most likely would have employed such a tactic."
It goes without saying, if the strategy was simple, useful, and highly successful, there was no reason for him not to use it.
"Since there’s that possibility, then Rotface needs to confirm one thing... whether Husky really wants to lose or win. Although He has already tested Dmitry, it’s not impossible that Annan had soone else remotely control Dmitry’s soul..."
"In fact, His drawing Dmitry and Annan’s souls into His closed-off space was precisely to prevent this possibility. But obviously—"
"He’s so doubtful that He doesn’t even trust Himself."
Maria followed, "So He only looks at the final result."
If Husky’s intention to lose was apparent, it would indicate that this indeed was a nightmare, and both of them were here to search for the secrets hidden in the third round.
——Therefore, under the circumstance where "Dmitry" is eager to win and must achieve victory, the more capable "Annan" who put forward this plan would instead want to lose.
In such a case, Rotface would definitely try to end the match in the second round by giving out a two-loss streak, thereby forcibly ending the nightmare.
He would strive to intercept all Purifiers, controlling the fight to end within the first two rounds—either with a two-win streak or a two-loss streak.
And if Husky showed even the slightest hint of "she actually wants to win" at the end, Rotface would imdiately switch targets and choose to win at all costs.
"In fact, after Rotface conceded the first round victory, He gained the initiative. His choice to lose the first round was for this mont."
Annan spoke slowly.
After hearing Annan’s words, Maria pursed her lips thoughtfully.
"Wait a minute, if losing ’the first round’ really would give one the initiative..."
She quickly realized sothing.
"Exactly."
Annan closed his eyes and nodded gently, "At least on Rotface’s side... He believes that He is bound to win the third round."
Though Rotface did not want to reveal the details of the third round.
But His choice to concede a round, in order to end with a double loss and forcefully terminate it, had in fact proved that sothing must have occurred in the third round.
And, He definitely tampered with sothing, set so trap in the third round, just waiting for soone... like Annan himself to enter this nightmare.
Rotface’s intentions were indeed quite clear.But there was a problem.
— That is, if Husky really knew what she was doing.
The saying goes, flailing punches can kill the master.
Husky had no desire for victory or defeat; put another way, she was too lazy to ponder such complex matters.
Just swing randomly, and you’ll probably lose in the end... Winning wouldn’t matter either, earn a free level, five-star rating, and she would co again. They had ten chances, so losing this one wouldn’t make much of a difference.
...But, Husky didn’t want to co off as dumb.
Although she really chose at random, her expression was quite serious, as if she had gone through a ticulous and prolonged contemplation.
After a long while, Husky finally played her next card.
It was the "3" on the far right of her hand.
Indeed, when Husky gathered her cards, she arranged them very naturally from left to right, from largest to smallest, much like playing Fight the Landlord.
— According to the rules of the Thousand-Faced Phantom Tower, cheating related to the ga itself is not allowed.
Such as hidden rules, peeking at others’ cards, or manipulating the roll of dice.
But conversely... Cheating thods that directly affect the opponent are permitted by the ga rules of the Thousand-Faced Phantom Tower.
Such as disturbing another’s mind, blurring their vision, or reading thoughts from the opponent’s surface consciousness — of course, this also includes causing physical harm or threats to another player where the ga rules allow it.
Like when playing chess on a "swaying, fall-with-the-wind" tightrope, using the wind to blow the opponent off; or being suspended over a volcanic crater, where with every point lost, one gets closer to the lava, in a death duel that deliberately prolongs ti to suffocate the losing side.
These are all real cases that have occurred in the Thousand-Faced Phantom Tower.
When Annan read these stories back then, he was quite amused... after all, he wasn’t the one gambling.
However, Annan was actually confident. If he really went to the Thousand-Faced Phantom Tower, he might not end up too embarrassed.
Like now — he could be sure, Twisted had definitely used so thod to cheat. The number on the dice in his first round was obviously abnormal.
Even Twisted couldn’t directly warp the ga rules of the Thousand-Faced Phantom Tower. After all, this was within the protective scope of Lady Haoyun.
So he definitely didn’t use telekinesis or so other ans to directly control the dice number. He used another indirect thod.
Although Annan hadn’t yet understood the principle, perhaps after watching a few more tis, he might have an epiphany.
And Twisted’s cheating thod, it seed, did not help him see through Husky’s true intentions.
Seeing Husky’s serious face, the smile on His own face also faded a bit.
Although His upper face was shrouded in a mask, Annan could be sure that He was now furrowing His brows, starting to frantically pile up "layers of a thousand-layer cake" in His mind...
He still hadn’t figured out whether Husky wanted to win or lose.
He might think Husky was in the stratosphere.
But He would never guess — or even if He did, He might not believe — that Husky was actually on the eighteenth floor underground.
After thinking for about two minutes, Twisted finally played his second card.
— It was a 4.
Thirteen against seven, four against three.
Winning two rounds in a row.
Twisted was already within sight of victory.
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