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

Trazin chuckled, enjoying the pleasant feeling of victory about to blow over his face.

Unexpectedly, the next moment Perturabo pushed down the cards and shouted loudly.

"Touch yourself! The unparalleled Thirteen Faces of the National Scholar!"

If Trazin had water in his mouth, he would be able to spit it out several meters away.

He stared at Perturabo and asked doubtfully, "Are you crazy? He will pay for his whole family!"

Perturabo looked calm and pointed at his cards and said, "How did I cheat? Please tell me how I cheated. I'm all ears."

Trazin took a closer look and saw that the six items he had just touched in Perturabo's hand had become a blank slate at some point!

Completed the last card that Perturabo lacked!

How can this be?

Even though all the whiteboards are in his hands, there is no way Perturabo can touch them!

Trazin looked carefully and noticed something strange.

This whiteboard...why is it a little thin...

After seconds, Trazin, who wanted to understand, secretly cursed Perturabo for his shamelessness.

This so-called whiteboard was made by Perturabo with his fingers! Relying on the processing power of the original body, the whiteboard created by Petula Bo can even be fake.

Trazin held her breath, and could only secretly accept Perturabo's tricks.

The chips won by the National Warriors Thirteen Faces directly wiped out the remaining three companies, and the Human Empire once again maintained its huge advantage over other civilizations.

At the beginning of the next round, new tiles must be used in mahjong.

But before the new cards were put on the table, a voice came from behind Yingyang.

"Hehe... little guy, let me help you."

Because of the chaos and changes in the game, Tzeentch was able to free some of his power from the constraints of the Star Torch.

His abstract shadow stood behind Yingyang, effortlessly taking over the rest of the game.

Tzeentch looked at the alert Emperor and sighed in a nostalgic voice.

"Remember? This is how we played the great game back then, but our chips were countless lives in the galaxy."

"What do you want to do? The subject is just traveling, he is not missing!"

"No, no, no, I just want to play a round of cards. It's that simple. Do you think you can't defeat a weak and ever-changing projection?"

The Emperor silently stepped off the stage, and Perturabo quickly moved out of the way.

The emperor touched Perturabo's head with satisfaction, and the latter also tried his best to tighten the corners of his mouth that were about to be raised.

Trazin and Everenne were nervous about the Emperor and Tzeentch joining the war, and were about to leave.

As a result, after the King of Silence and Isa gave the order, they could only sit back at the table with wry smiles on their faces, and secretly complained why they didn't go to the table to play cards in person.

The new Mahjong tiles were forged by the Void Dragon and the God Emperor.

The former is willing to take action because the Silent King promised him a batch of energy drinks.

The latter was willing to help because she had nothing to do.

This new mahjong tile is physically and spiritually indestructible, but to the Emperor and Tzeentch it is only fragile enough to be pinched without being incinerated.

The power released by the two strong men just by shaking the dice made everyone watching the battle feel breathless.

The points were displayed, and Tzeentch's shadow made a rather unpleasant mocking sound.

"I'll leave it to you simple-minded mortals. I will voluntarily give you 99% of the chips in my hand. As long as you can win the next round, I will be a complete failure~"

The Emperor narrowed his eyes. He suspected that Tzeentch had tampered with these cards, but he didn't notice anything strange and could only pick out the cards and play.

After the cards are dealt with, Trazin plays the cards in the first round.

When he played the first card, Tzeentch shouted, indicating that he had gone crazy.

When everyone saw it, Tzeentch was indeed mad.

Ifreni has been in this situation several times, but it was all based on prophecies and previous designs.

Every card played by everyone affects Efreni's prophecy, and she is also cooperating accordingly, playing cards that can affect the future in the present to piece together a huge victory.

But for someone like Tzeentch, who doesn't even fight, it's a bit too exaggerated to just kill him in the first round.

Maybe it's just good luck...

After handing over the chips, the second round began, and Tzeentch messed with the first card played by others.

Third round...fourth round...fifth round...

Tzeentch's continuous victory left only two steps in Mahjong: shuffling and drawing cards. He quickly won back all the chips he gave away.

"Haha... The so-called victory depends on the insight into the future. Whoever controls the future can control the past and present!"

Tzeentch controlled Yingyang's body to make a just right Jie Jie laugh.

Although these words were said by a defeated general of his who is a subjective person, it is a bit strange, but considering that the subjective person is a pure idiot, it is not too outrageous for Tzeentch to praise himself like this.

In the tenth round, Tzeentch fell ill amidst bursts of sneer.

He didn't even get all the cards. He just pinched four cards to show that he had won.

When everyone sorted out the cards amid suspicion, they found that it was exactly as Tzeentch said, and he already knew exactly what the rest of the cards would be.

Trazyn and Ifreni were deeply tired, because at the back, the God-Emperor stood behind the Emperor to assist him.

The two masters didn't even bother to take the cards, and just rolled the dice to determine the next victory.

This is no longer a question of whether there is a chance of success. This is simply a fundamental distortion of the concept of mahjong, making the rules the server that leads to victory!

After many victories for Tzeentch, the Emperor finally seized the opportunity and gave Tzeentch a heavy blow in the beginning.

The victory or defeat in this mahjong now took on the color of a confrontation between the power of the soul. The moment the emperor declared victory, towering golden light shot out from behind him, like countless sharp swords piercing the shadow of Tzeentch.

Tzeentch screamed, lying on the chair and panting for a long time, and then sneered a few times and said, "Okay, okay... If you want to play like this, then I will accompany you to the end."

Trazin sent a look for help to the Silent King. The Silent King did not say a word and tapped his fingers on the table to show his interest.

If the fight continues like this... someone will really die!

Trazin roared in her heart and just wanted to make a quick exit.

At the beginning of the next round, he gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, and directly played a bird to end the battle and escape quickly.

Tzeentch lost his mind again. The glory of victory shone on Trazin's cold metal body, and a shadow completely controlled his body.

"Me! I've lost everything! It's over!" Trazin's voice system was the only one still functioning at this moment.

Tzeentch shook his finger, indicating that Trazyn's defeat was not as simple as he thought.

"You lost, but you lost four times this round!"

"What? What does that mean?"

"This card can be used as three types of cards: sparrow head, engraving, and straight at the same time. To put it simply, I let several types of cards be cheated at the same time, and cheating once is equivalent to cheating four times!"

Tzeentch's explanation did not elicit a cry of praise from Trazin. He was silent for a few seconds, and then cursed without concealing the anger in his heart.

"This special code is too nonsense! You might as well just strangle me to death with your psychic powers, and then say that your opponent is unable to compete and choose to admit defeat!"