Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry.

A lot of chips were taken out, and the atmosphere of the poker game also changed.

This seemingly calm poker game is actually full of undercurrents, and each player relies on his or her own ability to influence the balance of victory.

As a Primarch, Dorn inadvertently released the essence of the Warp, affecting the environment around him.

The evidence is clearly the battlement-like poles placed in front of Dorn, like the indestructible walls of the empire, protecting Dorn's chips from being taken away by aliens.

Trazin is a Necrontyr, and beneath that metal body is a power far beyond the calculations of living things.

Although these mahjong pieces were made by Odemeyer and are impeccable in terms of weight and appearance, the differences in textures ultimately make each card different.

Trazin could tell all the cards on the table just by blinking his eyes.

He had been acting before, deliberately suppressing his calculation ability so as not to make people suspect that he was secretly cheating.

Now seeing Efreni showing no shame and relying on psychic prophecies to secure victory, Trazin's heart palpitated a little.

Of all of you here, only Shadow Sun of the Tau is a mortal. She only relies on her own talent and luck to fight, so she is under great pressure when facing these monsters.

This small game of mahjong reflects the way the major forces in the Warhammer world behave.

The cutting-edge technology of the Necrontyr, the psychic talent of the Eldar, and the Primarch of the Human Empire who couldn't tell whether he was a demon or a human.

Their existence proves that in the dark Warhammer universe, no matter what means are used, only victory is absolute justice!

And those so-called rules are just a slight reason to lure your opponents to sit down and play mahjong with you!

Both humans and ghosts are showing off, and only Yingyang can honestly figure out how to play the cards in his hand to avoid being the first to fail.

She was quite nervous and hesitated for a long time before playing the two-cylinder card on the side of the deck.

Who would have imagined that as soon as this card was played, Yingyang felt something was wrong.

When he removed his fingers and looked carefully, he found that what he held in his hand was not a second tube at all, but a flawless whiteboard!

What! Why did I make this mistake!

Yingyang's eyes widened, not daring to imagine his own judgment.

Trazin chuckled secretly. This almost real projection was naturally a miracle that could only be achieved by the Necrontyr's technology.

Trazin happily put the white board in his pocket and stood aside, apparently intending to fight to the death with Dorn next to him.

The mahjong game seemed a little out of control. Every tile with an exaggerated number was suddenly pushed out, winning away a lot of everyone's chips.

But the winner of the next hand was jointly targeted by the remaining three companies, and the chips they took in were spit out again.

Odemeyer was interested in the thickening smoke in the poker game. Of course she knew that these people were doing something secretly, but it would be too boring to follow the rules in everything.

It's better to see what kind of victory these people can achieve by relying on their own advantages.

After a long time, Dorn was patted on the shoulder.

Looking back, I found that it was Perturabo who asked to play two games with Trazin and Ifreni.

Dorn silently gave up his position, and Perturabo's tactical style was vividly and exquisitely displayed on Mahjong.

Even Trazin felt the shock of being bombarded by Perturabo's quick play.

At the end of another round, Ifreni relied on her power of prophecy to hear the cards and mistook the first one she drew the moment everyone had just finished drawing the cards.

The neat big three yuan quickly emptied Perturabo's chips, and the first loser in the field was about to be announced.

Perturabo sneered, and he decided to use his own way to win victory for the Human Empire.

Wearing armor, both inside and outside are made of steel!

The fully modified manipulator reached out to the mahjong pile, and with just one touch, it instantly knew the faces of the four cards, and completed the operation of filtering out the key cards.

When you can get what you want in every round, the result of winning cards is inevitable.

Perturabo's hand speed was so fast that only Trazin could clearly see it. For Ifreni, she only saw that Perturabo's fingers became a little dizzy.

Yingyang, whose perception was even lower, knew nothing about Perturabo's operations. She frowned, fearing that all her chips would be lost in the next round of confrontation.

"What's wrong, Trazin, why are you staring at me?" Perturabo had no expression on his face, just staring at the cards in his hand, thinking about what card to filter out next.

Trazin chuckled lightly and said he had no objection to Perturabo, but privately said that since Perturabo didn't even act, then don't blame Trazin for being ruthless.

Trazin, who has full calculation power, showed unparalleled suppression in the card game. Even if Ifreni prophesied quietly under the table, the results were all disrupted by Trazin.

If you want to win, you must use more advanced psychic spells.

But that kind of fluctuation cannot be hidden at all. It is simply telling everyone that he is cheating.

When Ifreni hesitated in her heart, Trazin shouted loudly, put her cards down on the table, and looked like a winner.

"It's all three and four bars... Perturabo, after this wave ends, you will only have a few chips left."

Perturabo dismissed Trazin's ridicule. He pushed out the chips cleanly and said coldly, "This little chip is enough for me to win all of you."

"Heh...I'm looking forward to it."

Trazin's eyes changed, one pupil emitted a faint blue light, as if the all-round ultra-high-definition video recording function had been turned on.

Perturabo did not want to be inferior to Trazin, and directly transformed and unfolded his armor. The entire throne room was filled with nanoscale surveillance drones released by Perturabo.

Such a battle made Yingyang, who was already nervous, no longer want to continue playing cards. She wanted to get up and leave and admit defeat, but Yuan Yuan stopped her with a look.

Yingyang, playing mahjong to this extent is no longer entertainment, but a different kind of civilized fighting.

In this case, there are no surrenderers, only defeated perishers.

Yingyang took a deep breath, straightened his mood and sat back down again.

The confrontation between Perturabo and Trazin has reached its climax, and the next card will determine the outcome of the two.

Trazin was a little proud, he had already seen Perturabo's cards.

This guy wants to form the biggest National Warriors Thirteen and win a wave, but now all the whiteboards on the field are standing quietly in his deck.

Even if Perturabo had the ability to filter all the cards in an instant, he would never be able to win this round.

When the frustration of failure grips Perturabo's heart, that's when Trazin will bring him the doom of failure!

The card that Perturabo picked up, Trazin calculated clearly, was a six of a kind.