```
Found them?!
The angry 'Death Poetry Society' mber was startled, then imdiately left the Exquisite Human Puppet and returned to themselves to check their surroundings.
The whole process was completed in an instant.
And it didn't make any unusual noise.
But this ti...
Arthur had truly found them!
About 20 ters below his feet, the Death Qi had just shown a slight disturbance.
Such a disturbance was imperceptible to most people.
Even mbers of the 'Death Poetry Society' would hardly notice it.
But for Arthur, who possessed the Talent 'Breath of Death' and had always been extrely restrained in absorbing 'Death Qi', it was all too clear, as clear as soone scratching the sole of your foot.
At once, the rats searching underground found their direction and began to dig frantically towards it.
Horton quickly noticed this.
The 'Death Poetry Society' mber was both shocked and angry.
It was only at this mont that the 'Death Poetry Society' mber realized they had been tricked again.
Arthur hadn't discovered them just now.
However, compared to this ti, the mber of the 'Death Poetry Society,' still having defensive cards up their sleeve, didn't care.
On the contrary, they were more concerned about the recent poker comparison.
How could they possibly lose?
They wouldn't lose!
With such doubts, the 'Death Poetry Society' mber once again controlled the Exquisite Human Puppet—
"You truly are the opponent I respect the most.
How did you do it?"
The other party's face showed no sign of anger or panic but asked sincerely.
Without doubt, the opponent had defensive arrangents underground.
This did not surprise Arthur.
If there had been none, Arthur would have thought he was looking in the wrong direction.
After all, above his head, in the dense Death Qi that seed like a dark cloud, there was also a 'person' floating in mid-air.
Fujin saw it and inford Arthur.
And underground, the rats had also discovered sothing strange.
When nearing a certain area, the rats would quickly lose their vitality.
The two places previously guessed both had arrangents, which made it difficult for Arthur to determine which was the correct spot.
So, just now, facing the opponent's loss of composure, Arthur had simply bluffed.
Of course, the effect was good.
And now?
Arthur continued to play along with the opponent.
Because Arthur needed to confirm further—
"Horton, you ntioned before that your family used to run a gambling house, right?"
"Yes!"
Horton nodded.
Arthur imdiately laughed and said.
"If that's the case, didn't your elders ever tell you not to gamble with a 'Spirit dium'?"
"Are you referring to Necromancy or Mind Reading Technique?
How could that be possible…"
"Didn't you just try to use the history of my mother as a breakthrough point to plant a seed of doubt in ?
And now, the anger in your heart makes you wish you could kill !
Plus, you want to use the Exquisite Human Puppet for a fake death to completely hide your whereabouts and then make a big move to drag South Los into the Abyss!"
Arthur cut off the other party's words.
When Arthur's first sentence was spoken, the opponent's body trembled.
When the second was uttered, the opponent's eyes widened.
By the third, the opponent blurted out.
"How do you know?"
"Of course I know, I'm adept at Mind Reading and Necromancy.
Just like in the poker ga earlier, in the first round, I knew through mind reading that after the cut, the first card at the bottom was the Ace of Spades.
In the second round, I knew you were concealing and changing cards.
So, I used Necromancy to change your card."
Arthur answered with a smile.
Bluff lit up again at this mont.
These were of course all lies.
That the opponent would use his mother to set a trap for him was sothing Arthur deduced from the opponent's behavioral patterns—given their malice towards him and their habit of instigating others, it was natural to target soone close yet unfamiliar, and based on Arthur's mory, Old Charlie rarely spoke of his parents.
So the opponent would certainly target his parents.
And compared to his father, his mother would seem 'more unfamiliar' to Arthur.
Because matters regarding his father could be inquired about from Old Charlie.
The opponent knew this.
```
Therefore, he would definitely choose his mother.
With such a conjecture, bluffing the opponent beca much easier for Arthur.
As for being so angry that he wished to kill?
Who wouldn't be angry after failing?
Plus, with the original hatred, it was too normal to want to kill.
And feigning death to cause real trouble?
Arthur had long suspected this, and as things developed step by step, especially after the appearance of the Exquisite Human Puppet, he was even more certain of it.
Of course, these words would have loopholes.
Therefore, Arthur had to speak vaguely.
If it were usual, the mbers of the Death Poetry Society in front of him would definitely notice sothing amiss.
But now it was different!
They had just played a ga of poker.
During the explosion in South Town, the third and fourth Hand of Void had replaced the original poker cards with those from the Magic Poker Box.
Then, when Arthur shuffled again, he rearranged the new deck of cards according to the order he had previously morized, making them identical to the previous arrangent.
For Arthur, who could Change Cards, this was effortless.
As for morizing the order of 54 cards?
That wasn't difficult for Arthur either.
Although he hadn't learned the mory Technique yet, short-term mory was always one of Arthur's strong suits.
Next, he used the opponent's rules to bind them and obtained the biggest spade A.
And in the second ga?
Changing Cards still helped imnsely.
No matter what the opponent did, the cards in their hand would definitely end up being the Ghost Card, and his would always be the spade A.
Ten gambles nine cheats, the remaining one is a trickster.
Unless you don't gamble, once you're at the table, you are destined to lose.
Just like Horton right now, under Arthur's words, even though he was only using the Exquisite Human Puppet's body, disbelief could still be seen in his eyes.
After that, the gaze beca dull and lost its luster.
Clearly, Horton had temporarily left the Exquisite Human Puppet.
Noticing this, Arthur imdiately exclaid—
"Eh, not bad!
You've actually used escaping the Exquisite Human Puppet as a way to avoid my Mind Reading Technique!"
Acting, of course, requires a full performance.
Arthur, aware of this, would not drop the ball at such a critical mont.
And Horton, observing this scene through the props on the Exquisite Human Puppet, imdiately felt a chill down his back.
Arthur truly possessed the Mind Reading Technique!
'No!
That's not right!
It definitely wasn't a true Mind Reading Technique, it must be so sort of secret technique that can read strong intentions!
As for Necromancy?
It must also be so secret technique that I don't know about!'
So thought this mber of the Death Poetry Society.
But imdiately, the mber scoffed inwardly.
'Hmph!
Even if I failed this ti!
In the end, the victor will still be !
Do you think all my preparations were just for show?
I will show you what I'm capable of!'
Horton made this triumphant declaration.
Suddenly, the 'person' in the death qi cloud moved slightly.
The next mont—
An endless surge of Death Qi slamd down towards Arthur as if from nowhere.
Arthur didn't even look up, just raised his right hand and waved it lightly.
"Song of Death. A flash!"
The young Spirit dium murmured these words.
Instantly, the sky full of Death Qi vanished.
Gone without a trace!
Without any warning!
It was as if a fireball had been eaten by an invisible Big Mouth, swallowed whole into its belly.
Horton was stunned.
No, to be precise, he was completely dumbfounded.
The scene before him was beyond the understanding of this mber of the Death Poetry Society, but quickly, the mber could no longer afford to think too much about it.
Because a faint voice was echoing across the ground—
"Little sparrow, take my sword strike!"
The mont the words fell, a 40-ter-long pale Sword Qi burst forth, slashing directly into the ground below.
Reviews
All reviews (0)