I slay demons and monsters in a bizarre city.

Chapter 7 Death God Cards
"Nonsense!"

The bald escaped convict shouted at the top of his lungs.

"You all deserve to die!"

If these people could unite.

There is strength in numbers.

The bald man just brutally beat an old woman to death again.

He will surely die if he incurs public wrath.

"Yes, that bald monk deserves to die!"

The bespectacled man adjusted his glasses. "Let's unite! Death will surely come to judge the wicked!"

"Avenge the old lady!"

The atmosphere inside the carriage underwent another subtle change.

The skeletal Grim Reaper seemed to be asleep, motionless.

It's more like tacitly approving the bald man's death.

"Throw the bald man out of the car!"

"He's a murderer! Let him die!"

"Kill him! Beat him to death!"

The passengers shouted enthusiastically.

Opportunity refers to allowing death row inmates who should have been executed to have a chance to escape.

They deserve the punishment they receive!

This is the true meaning of the Skeleton Grim Reaper.

Li Changgeng designed this game, "Mythical Descent".

The most basic mechanism of this game is that if the participants in the game, under reasonable rules and mechanisms,

Saying certain things, or doing some extreme things.

Evil gods have no right to slaughter players!
As for the gym-goer who lost his head, he did so aimlessly, defying the rules and defying death.

That's why he was executed by Death!
Li Changgeng concluded that as long as it was within the rules, the Grim Reaper's Agent would not harm him.

However, this game is less than half finished in design, and many plot details have not yet been finalized.

Li Changgeng was not entirely certain about what would happen next.

The green countdown timer has less than five minutes left.

Five minutes left, the countdown is over.

Perhaps then we can return to the real world.

Perhaps it will enter other carriages of the sea train.

Or perhaps other versions.

Li Changgeng was in great pain and wanted to leave as soon as possible.

The bald escaped convict was quite skilled in one-on-one combat, but he was also ruthless.

Even if he were to fight more than fifty people by himself, he would still be at a disadvantage.

at this time.

Haha... Hehe.

Death opened his skull mouth and stretched out his skull arms, seemingly having taken a nap.

I woke up now, yawning.

This scene.

This made carriage number 4 quiet again.

"There are less than 4 minutes left in the game, and only one person has died. How boring."

The terrifying, chilling voice of the skeletal Grim Reaper sent shivers down the spines of those who heard it.

"Let's get exciting!"

Snapped!
The Grim Reaper's Agent snapped his fingers, his knuckles rubbing together.

"Everyone with an even seat number, just self-destruct."

The sound reached everyone's ears.

The vast majority of people took out paper tickets or checked their mobile phones.

They all believed in this monster who claimed to be the agent of death.

It has the ability to kill everyone!
The bald escaped convict pulled out his train ticket in terror.

It clearly says Carriage 4, Seat 44.

"This...this isn't fair! I was the only one who killed someone, I shouldn't have died!"

The bald escaped convict's eyes suddenly bulged outwards.

Intraocular pressure increased dramatically.

Bang, bang!
His eyeball exploded.

Two bloody holes, blood flowing down...

Bang... Bang!

The series of explosions sounded like balloons being popped.

The sound of heads exploding could be heard repeatedly from the crowd.

Li Changgeng's face turned ashen; this was completely beyond his understanding of game design mechanics.

Does a person's life or death depend solely on whether their seat number is odd or even?
The crimson stain permeated the entire train carriage.

Everywhere you look is an eyesore and nauseating sight.

Severed limbs, mutilated corpses, and grotesquely twisted body parts.

An eerie atmosphere filled the air, making it hard to breathe.

Faced with such suffocating terror, humans are so small, completely dominated, and utterly powerless to resist.

Li Changgeng was no longer calm.

The green countdown has entered its third minute.

What will happen in the next three minutes of death?

There was no choice, nor could there be a choice.

They could only be mercilessly slaughtered by terror and death. Inside the carriage, one could hear soft sobs, the clattering of teeth from fear, and some people were so terrified that their faces were frozen, like living statues.

"You're not in an even-numbered seat?" Li Changgeng gently patted Xia Mengmeng's trembling shoulder.

Xia Mengmeng shakily took out her train ticket.

"My ticket only says carriage 4, but there's no seat number."

Xia Mengmeng didn't pay attention after buying the train ticket.

Until they boarded the train bound for Black Sea City.

Xia Mengmeng then realized that the ticket only indicated the carriage, not the seat number.

She remembered that she hadn't bought a standing-room-only ticket.

I like eyes.

Death's tattered black robes fluttered even without wind.

Countless eyes flew toward Death's Agent.

Strangely enough, those people's eyeballs were all intact, with eyelids and eyelashes still attached.

Those eyes landed on the skull, took root, sprouted, and grew there, densely packed, blinking erratically.

Li Changgeng got goosebumps watching it.

If someone had trypophobia, they would probably have passed by on the spot.

The Skeleton Death God is an evil god descended from mythology.

By collecting eyes, one can enhance the godhood of Death.

"The game is almost over!"

"God will judge you!"

The Grim Reaper's agent transformed into a cluster of red and black mist, and a skeletal body floated down from the Grim Reaper's scythe.

All of a sudden.

The temperature in the carriage dropped sharply.

The red and black mist gradually took on the clear outline of a skull-like Grim Reaper.

The blood-red robe looked like blood seeping from the bones.

The Grim Reaper's Agent stood before Li Changgeng, his right hand gripping a scythe, the skull smiling.

"You actually deciphered my Death God Rules!"

The Death Agent's skeletal fingers on his left hand pointed at Li Changgeng.

Xia Mengmeng was so frightened by this agent of death that her face turned as white as a sheet.

The aura of death suffocated her.

Li Changgeng was powerless to help.

The octopus girl in carriage number 5 was killed by the saw demon who claimed to be from the Mythology Administration.

The Grim Reaper's Agent in Carriage 4 is far stronger than Octopus Girl.

All Li Changgeng could do was try to delay the inevitable.

Hopefully, I'll be able to leave this place once the green countdown ends.

He was unable to kill Death's Agent.

As for the rules of the Death Game.

It seems there are countless rules.

He wanted to kill someone.

There's a rule that's right for you!
Li Changgeng decided to go all out and continued to stall for time by talking to the Grim Reaper's agent.

The green countdown has only one and a half minutes left.

"Your rule can't be to kill us all at once, it can only be a portion of us. Tell me, what other rules do you have!"

Li Changgeng stood at the front of the group of survivors in carriage number 5, saying, "Come on, what other rules of death are there? We'll fight you to the bitter end!"

"Brother, don't provoke him!" the bespectacled man said in a panic, his glasses covered in blood from the head explosion.

"The final rule: you will all die!" The Grim Reaper's scythe gleamed with blood.

"Eight men and three women, a total of eleven living people, you'll all laugh yourselves to death!"

Upon hearing this, the bespectacled man turned ashen-faced with terror. Since he was already dead anyway, he might as well unleash his fury.

"You call this a rule? You're a mangy dog!"

"You are just a..."

Haha... Hahaha!

Haha ...

Before the bespectacled man could finish his rant, he began to laugh in a twisted manner, a laugh that sounded like the mocking ghosts of Fengdu City.

As he laughed, blood flowed from his seven orifices, and a bloody gash split open on his lower lip, running all the way to his ear.

Xia Mengmeng held Li Changgeng's hand tightly.

Mustering her courage, she stepped forward and said timidly, "Lord Death, to be precise, there are not 11 living people, but 12. I am pregnant, and I don't know if the baby in my belly is a boy or a girl, so it may not be 8 men and 3 women."

"The number of men, the number of women, and the total number of people are all wrong!"

Li Changgeng frowned.

Cow breaking!

This completely breaks the rules of death!

"You, you're really pregnant!" The black robe of the Death God's representative was torn and ripped open, and the skull bones disappeared one by one into the air, turning into white quicksand powder.

"Women! They're terrifying!"

Boom...

It was like an airbag bursting open.

The Grim Reaper's representative exploded, and countless eyes flew out.

A beam of purple light landed in Li Changgeng's hand. It was a purple card that looked like a playing card. One side depicted the complete face and body of the Grim Reaper's representative, while the other side showed the Arabic numeral 15 and four large characters: Grim Reaper Card! Summon the Grim Reaper!
Green countdown...

00:00:03
00:00:00
The white light devoured everything.

Li Changgeng, who was slumped over his computer desk, woke up.

(End of this chapter)