Wizard: I can predict the future

Nord watched the giant playing cards getting closer and closer.

It was as if I could see Noxia and Caster fighting in the distance.

As he got closer, his heart became calmer.

The moment you can touch it.

He suddenly stopped and did not reach out to touch the Joker card.

He understood long ago that there is no such thing as a free lunch.

He had originally thought that his relationship with Noxia was mutually beneficial.

But from the moment Noxia revealed the plan and asked him to take the Joker card.

Nord realized that Noxia might have always treated him as a pawn that could be discarded at any time.

Fortunately, he never places his hopes on others.

Nord looked at the gradually dimming pillar of light in the distance.

After a moment, he looked away.

He took out the ordinal dice and the dealer's echo from his pocket.

These two items were originally just precautionary measures.

After all, he didn't know the location of the Joker card.

Unexpectedly, it actually came in handy.

Without hesitation, he threw the wrong-order die.

The next moment, the Joker card trembled violently, and its previously stable light instantly became chaotic and flickering.

Like a disrupted rhythm.

This is a misordered die interfering with the rules.

Nord took a step forward, simultaneously activating the dealer's response.

A mechanical yet ethereal voice echoed from the void.

"The game begins."

"Deal the cards."

As the sound faded, cards began to appear in the surrounding space.

Right now.

Nord suddenly reached out and grabbed the Joker card in front of him.

The moment it was touched, the Joker card vibrated violently, and an indescribable sense of repulsion erupted from the palm.

Countless invisible ripples spread out from the Joker card.

It bumped into him.

At that very moment, the dealer's chime suddenly lit up.

The cards around him flew wildly toward Nord.

Immediately afterwards, these cards burst into flames as if they had been set ablaze.

The cards are dealt faster and faster, and the Joker's resistance becomes weaker and weaker.

Time passes little by little.

As the dealer's echo grew softer and softer, the cards around him became sparse.

The Joker card finally jolted, its light suddenly contracting to the size of a palm, no longer resisting.

The next instant, it flew directly into Nord's body and landed steadily in the inlaid box.

at the same time.

Nord clearly felt that the enhancement that the Spade Authority had originally provided to his physical body had vanished without a trace.

Before he could think further...

The damaged card on his chest suddenly burst into light.

Nord felt a sudden light in his eyes.

Castor watched Noxia disappear before his eyes.

His brow furrowed slightly.

Without hesitation.

He flashed forward, about to stop Noxia.

He didn't look at where she had been standing.

It's just a corpse, nothing to see.

But the next second, he stopped.

His teleportation ability failed.

Castor's movements were sluggish, and his face no longer held the composure of someone in complete control.

He suddenly turned around and looked at the spot where Noxia had just been standing.

What appeared there was not a corpse.

Instead, it was a handsome man holding a clown card.

Castor's pupils suddenly contracted.

Only one thought remained in my mind: Impossible!

"How is that possible!"

Nord stood still, silently watching the shocked Castor.

"Are you surprised that I got the Joker card?"

As he spoke, his thoughts drifted to the secret revealed by the diamond merchant during the third deduction.

"There are two loopholes in the rules of Poker City, which have become the Joker cards."

"Holding the Joker card allows you to strip any identity card of its authority. Unfortunately, outsiders who want to hold it must rely on a mis-ordered die and the dealer's response; otherwise, they will perish."

Castor, unwilling to give up, wanted to conjure up cards to completely kill the outsider in front of him.

However, no matter how hard he tried, not a single card appeared.

Nord watched as the other person struggled.

He simply picked up his longsword and slowly walked up.

Caster remained silent for a long time before looking at Nord.

"Noxia isn't a bad person at heart; I hope you won't blame her."

Nord remained unmoved upon hearing this.

He raised his longsword and with one stroke severed Castor's head.

There was no bloodshed, no struggle.

He watched the wreckage plummeting into the sky and quickly reached out to pick up the fallen playing cards.

Ace of Plum Blossoms.

There was no stopping.

Nord rapidly approached the pyramid.

Noxia is still there.

Soon, the two figures met halfway.

Noxia glanced at him, her gaze lingering on him for a moment.

"I sensed that after you got the Joker card, you switched our positions."

Her tone was calm.

It's like stating something that's taken for granted.

"Where is Caster?"

"He's dead."

Nord responded coldly.

Noxia looked up at him.

"Killing her would be best. Next, we'll deal with Lady Heart."

Nord looked at her closely, as if trying to detect a hint of evasion in her eyes.

"Noxia".

"Aren't you going to explain?"

A brief silence.

Noxia spoke again:

"How did you know?"

Nord looked at the other person, and memories surged up uncontrollably.

Those were scenes from repeated simulations.

First simulation.

As you flee within the confined space, your mind becomes absorbed in the identity card.

Three minutes later, your head was smashed by the knight's shield.

Second simulation.

As you flee within the confined space, your mind becomes absorbed in the identity card.

With your previous experience, you persisted longer this time.

Finally, before the knight's shield could strike, you gained partial control over the power.

You have successfully defeated the Knight of Spades and have decided to proceed to the inner city.

You encountered Lady Red Hearts, and you died.

The third simulation.

You easily defeated the Knight of Spades.

This time, you entered the inner city from a different location.

You encounter a block merchant who proposes a trade.

You traded the 7 of spades to the other party for a secret of Poker City.

Ten minutes later, you find yourself gradually losing your memory.

[You were devoured by the red heart creature in the chaos]

Fourth simulation.

You easily defeated the Knight of Spades.

This time, instead of heading directly to the inner city, you decided to gather information first.

You reject anyone who tries to approach you.

You discover some dilapidated card-themed streets in the outer city, where a mysterious secret seems to lie hidden.

While you hesitated, the patrolman spotted you and gave chase.

In a moment of desperation, you choose to escape behind the card.

You discover that there are a large number of "unidentified" cards inside, and they are attacking you en masse.

The fifth simulation.

You easily defeated the Knight of Spades.

You carefully avoided the other paper figures.

As night falls, all the cards begin to flip automatically, and heaven and earth are reversed.

You've been caught up in the "Nighttime Shuffle"

You attempted to resist with your authority.

Your authority was suppressed by higher rules and ultimately shattered into pieces.

Nord finally stopped and began the next simulation.

All he had been thinking about was how to get out of here.

However, with his current strength and the information he possesses, it is insufficient to justify his departure.

Thus, the sixth simulation began.

He changed his approach: to survive.

On his sixth attempt, he survived the shuffle day and held out for a month.

The seventh time, he lived in Poker City for a year.