Wizard: I can predict the future

Nord watched the spade symbol of the Knight of Spades fade away, then glanced at the panel again.

[Source: 16.1]

These sources were originally intended to be used for a more complete deduction after he arrived at the Ash Academy.

But now, there's no room for him to plan slowly.

"Not now."

"There won't be a chance to use it."

Nord opened his eyes again and looked at the panel.

[Source: 0.1]

In just a moment, he had performed the deductions seven times.

After calming down, he looked coldly at the black knight who was showing signs of madness.

"The Order of Spades, War."

The Knight of Spades spoke slowly, his voice unlike the rough and unpleasant one of the Two of Spades.

It sounded more like the sound Nord heard during the shuffling.

Its head slowly rose.

That faceless face was facing Nord.

"Spade declares: Here, only I can fight."

The moment the sound fell.

A thin, grayish-black line spread out from beneath its feet.

The next instant, a gray-black line emanated from the Knight of Spades.

Silently, it stretched for over fifty meters in an instant before stopping.

It's like some kind of rule that's generated here.

Nord is included in this category.

The Knight of Spades had already stood up, shield in one hand, and was approaching step by step.

Each step produced a deafening sound.

With the blessing of the power of spades, it felt as if he were facing a massive army.

Nord didn't back down; he simply raised his hand and pointed at the other man.

"The Order of Spades, Death."

The Knight of Spades paused for a moment, a look of surprise on his face.

Clearly, no one expected that the other party would master the method of using the authority in just a short time after obtaining the blank card.

"The spade decrees: Anyone who disobeys will be executed."

next moment.

The spreading gray-black border suddenly trembled.

It felt like being torn apart from the opposite direction.

The spade symbol on the Knight of Spades' chest suddenly twisted violently.

He released the knight's shield from his hand and slammed it into the card ground.

Its body splits open from the center.

There was no blood, no screams.

It's just like a piece of paper that has been forcibly torn apart.

laugh.

With a soft sound, cracks instantly spread across the entire body.

The next instant, his entire body disintegrated, shattering into countless black and white paper fragments.

Then, a faint light emerged from the remains of the Knight of Spades.

Nord stepped forward and picked it up.

7 of Spades.

Shuffling day is not only a cleanup of the card games in the entire city, but also a battleground for the city's residents.

You can obtain a corresponding playing card by defeating your opponent.

Nord stuffed the playing cards into his pocket and looked in the direction of the club paper figure. The other party had left sometime earlier and had disappeared without a trace.

What seemed like a long and chaotic process actually happened in just a few minutes.

Nord sensed other presences approaching and, without hesitation, ran off in a certain direction.

At this moment, he did not head towards the inner city.

Instead, as if with a destination in mind, they stealthily headed west.

Nord is very fast.

In the blink of an eye, they had disappeared around the street corner.

His goal was clear; he weaved left and right along the crisscrossing roads, as if he had walked this road countless times.

Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks.

The neighborhood ahead is changing.

The eaves, originally black and white, suddenly turned dark red, as if slowly soaked in blood.

One by one, paper lanterns lit up silently.

The lights were dim and reddish, flickering erratically.

Nord's eyes narrowed.

"They actually appeared at this time!"

Almost the instant the situation changed ahead, he turned around and sped off in another direction.

Soon he stopped in front of a three-story tower.

I didn't look around much, I just stood there, as if waiting for something.

After a while.

High in the sky, a white dot suddenly appeared.

Then it zoomed in rapidly, and a card was seen falling straight down.

Nord stared intently at the rapidly falling card, silently calculating in his mind.

Just as the card fell to a certain height.

He moved.

With a sudden burst of strength under his feet, he used the tower as a springboard to rise into the air.

He shot straight into the air.

The wind whistled past my ears as we rapidly closed the distance.

The moment they made contact, he grabbed the falling blank card.

The next moment, the huge blank card rapidly shrank, turning into a normal-sized card, which lay quietly in his palm.

"5 of Hearts"

The moment of landing.

Nord rolled forward a few times, easily mitigating the fall damage.

He used the momentum to run away into the distance.

He vanished without a trace before the eyes of the other paper figures who had just arrived.

When Nord received the fifth blank card.

He stopped and stopped chasing the blank card that had fallen from the sky.

Half an hour has passed since the shuffling.

The entire outer city was filled with paper figures.

Obtaining a blank card in the same way as before is no longer easy, and may even be counterproductive.

Nord stood in a courtyard, listening carefully to what was happening nearby.

"One person is 80 meters to the left, one person is 30 meters to the right front, and two people are behind."

After setting the goal.

Nord then transformed into a shadow and stealthily moved to the right front.

The distance is getting closer and closer.

The paper figure's appearance became clearer and clearer.

The chest is printed with a plum blossom pattern, but there are no numbers, and the face has simple features outlined in ink.

Nord already knew roughly how many points the other party had.

Residents of Poker City cannot hide their points if they have two, three, or four points; only those with five points or more can hide their points.

Only those with an acupoint of eight or above will have simple facial features.

Nord gently held a five of hearts in his hand.

As the other person drew closer and closer.

The next moment, with a flick of his wrist, the heart card was suddenly flung out.

"The order of hearts, dominance."

"The Red Heart declares—your body is entirely under my control."

The red heart card flipped gently in mid-air and hovered quietly above the paper figure's head.

The paper figure was startled when it saw Nord suddenly appear.

Before I could react, I felt my body sink and I lost control of myself.

He quickly regained his composure.

"It's not the original card, and its points are lower than mine."

The next moment, the plum blossom pattern on his chest began to pulsate slowly.

Simply invoking authority, rather than wielding it, will not affect one's own strength.

It only takes less than a breath to break free from the oppression.

However, Nord made a move the instant he threw out the heart card.

With one step, he instantly covered a distance of nearly ten meters.

He thrust out his long sword, precisely piercing the plum blossom pattern on the opponent's forehead.

At the same time, with a twist of the wrist, the paper immediately tore apart.

A gap the size of a bowl appeared instantly.

Of the four suits of paper figures, except for the spade ones, although the paper bodies are strong, they are no match for the legendary knight, let alone Nord who has obtained the spade identity card.

What makes them even stronger are their uncanny methods.

The paper plum blossom figure stood frozen in place, looking down at his chest, seemingly still not having reacted.

If he had just a little more time, even a second, he would have many ways to kill his opponent.

Unfortunately, it was all too late.

Nord reached into the remains of the paper figures and pulled out cards one by one.

Plum Blossom 8.

Without even glancing at it, he put it away, then flashed away and quickly disappeared into the distance.

He's pressed for time; he needs to acquire enough cards before nightfall.

On this day, in Poker City, a day of cleansing.

In the midst of the paper figures' fierce battles and struggles, an outsider appeared—a mad, bloodthirsty outsider.