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Chapter 250 Showdown

Upon hearing the words "golden anchor," Willy's expression changed repeatedly.

Although this happened rather abruptly...

His eyes, which were about the same size as Xiao Jiu's, narrowed into slits as he met Ren Yi's gaze.

These guys are a bit weird.

But this is Golden Anchor Town, and here... money is life. Although he had to distribute money to the townspeople because of that old man's presence, these outsiders...

If you don't have money, even the emperor would have to behave himself!

The longer it drags on, the more the fog in the town will erode their minds, leaving nothing behind.

Won't the golden anchor still appear then?

Say yes.

"Can."

Vili's expression finally froze on greed, and he too stepped forward, gripping the edge of the table tightly with his ten fingers.

"One game to decide the outcome, but..."

He extended his index finger, adorned with a large gold ring, and tapped Ivan, Siddo, Klaus, and Nathan in turn.

"None of you are allowed to touch it."

Those four guys were acting strange... He's not going to let that happen!

"If you agree, let's begin. If you disagree, go ahead and sell everything you own, I'm not going to waste my time with you!"

[This is hilarious! This guy's acting is amazing... Nathan gets sabotaged and then gets his head blown off!]

[Physical censorship, that's very doctor-like.]

[This fat guy is pretty cunning, but he'll find out who the biggest uncertainty is in a bit, hahaha]

[I suspect the big shot is setting a trap again...]

Willie turned his gaze back. "If you win more than six hundred gold coins, you win. If you lose... the remaining chips are mine, and all the gold coins in the box are yours."

"Mayor!"

Nathan stepped in front of the table first.

"This business is outrageously unscrupulous. You think you can just take everything, even the hard-earned money, with a mere flick of your wrist?"

Ivan clenched his fist in agreement.

Vili shrank behind the thug, raising his double chin:

"No gambling? Fine, go beg on the streets then. That circus trick won't be coming back a second time!"

With his head hanging low and his chest heaving violently, he seemed to be struggling to pull back from the brink, but ultimately managed to separate Nathan.

"Okay, I'll do it."

Mayor Vili grinned, revealing his large gold teeth, and personally selected a Touch of Fate and placed it into Renyi's hand:

"Please, Mr. Magician."

Walk arbitrarily to the launch pad.

Without adjusting the angle, he casually pushed the blue glass piece out.

The blue disc slid slowly along the track, bounced weakly after hitting the stop post, slid towards the edge, and finally, with a "clink," trickily fell into a crack.

"Crunch—crunch—"

After making its final effort, the slowly rotating disc completely jammed and stopped moving.

Of course, not a single gold coin fell out.

The area around the square golden table was quiet for a moment, with only the crackling of torches on the wall being heard.

Vili's fleshy face trembled violently, sometimes stretching into a ferocious smile, sometimes into a mask of pain, his gaze darting back and forth between the box full of gold coins and the smoking gambling table.

...Should we open the champagne to celebrate getting thousands of gold coins and chips for free?

Or should we hold a funeral for his wrecked prized possession...?

"Ha ha ha ha......"

The allure of money likely prevailed.

With a face more expressive than an art student's palette, Willy burst into a high-pitched laugh: "You lost! You all lost!"

"You...you, you cheated!"

Klaus received a look from Renyi and immediately rushed forward to grab Willy by the collar.

"Ugh, you...you who defy Newton's laws!"

His face flushed red as he struggled for a long time before exclaiming, "They definitely tampered with the damper! They're simply... simply incompetent thieves!"

"..."

"...Okay, shut up."

I pinched his nose and pulled him back.

The engineer, who was about to continue outputting his message, shut his mouth with a look of grievance and stepped aside.

"A bettor's honor is a bet, outsider."

Willy straightened his crumpled collar and then unceremoniously pulled the heavy box of gold coins toward himself.

He then pulled a gold-plated pocket watch from his pocket and snapped it open.

"Not only do these belong to me, but if we calculate the time now, a full day and sixteen hours have passed since you stepped into Golden Anchor Town."

He announced slowly, "Game over."

The indoor temperature dropped sharply.

The bright flames suddenly turned a ghostly green, and thick black mist rose from beneath Vili's feet. Deep within the mist, several tentacled phantoms could be vaguely seen writhing and twisting, and the air gradually filled with the pungent smell of the sea.

He's an old 'familiar' person.

He slightly raised his eyelids and stared at those few blurry figures.

It must be related to that guy who lived in the wishing well last time and was swallowed whole by Xiao Jiu without being digested.

That's...wonderful!

Moreover, the "He" in the priest's diary should refer to this thing.

With a powerful ally, Willy's confidence swelled.

He stuck out his round belly, and his small eyes, shrouded in black mist, scanned the crowd.

"Let me see... Oh... I see, is that so...?"

Vili chuckled and stopped in front of Sita again:

"Ah! And you too...tsk tsk, poor thing—"

That's enough.

Arbitrarily and gently interrupted Vili's gossipy gaze.

He stepped forward, shielding his teammates behind him—

Last season he saw too many cult leaders who were deceiving refugees. Those guys... to be honest, their level of talk therapy was almost indistinguishable from actually being able to see into the past.

"Did He make you mayor?"

Vili believed that these outsiders were lambs to the slaughter, their pent-up desire to vent, which had been building up for centuries, had reached its peak.

"No, young man, this is the fair reward I deserve for my hard work and good fortune!"

"This town... that old geezer used to treat us like dirt under his feet! And me, I'm just a dockworker... a day's wages aren't even enough for us to buy a loaf of bread..."

"Until that day, I found it on the beach."

Willy opened his thick palm, revealing a dull-looking bone coin that looked unremarkable.

This thing...

Ren Yi's gaze sharpened, but he was too embarrassed to tell the town mayor that he had six more of these things.

"My destiny—the true 'Touch of Destiny'."

Vili's soft, dreamlike voice:

"He spoke to me. He will give everyone everything they desire. No more pain, no more disease, no more poverty... and all I have to do is make them willingly accept His gifts. And my gifts..."

"This town will become my kingdom."

Sita was somewhat bewildered. She asked incredulously, "They... they all agreed?"

This question seemed to tickle his funny bone.

"Hahaha...hahahaha!"

He laughed so hard that tears streamed down his face.

"Of course! Little girl!"

"Who would refuse a hand reached out to someone struggling desperately in the abyss? Even if that hand comes from the devil!"

Vili's face transformed into a ferocious and victorious mask.

He suddenly raised his walking stick and pointed it at Nathan.

"You! If the truth about your loved one's death could be revealed to the world right now, would you refuse?"

"And you!"

The wooden stick came to a steady stop in front of Klaus.