[Comprehensive] The Disaster of Fantasy Pass

Tsunade's sudden disappearance caused a stir among the gamblers on the second floor, but people quickly justified themselves, thinking that she had gone to another place with a spell card.

Accelerator went downstairs and got together with them. Kamijou Touma still couldn't read the complicated characters, so the task of deciphering finally fell on Accelerator.

"Tsunade, one of the three ninjas of Konoha Village in the country of fire, possesses amazing power and superb medical skills. He is called the 'legendary big fat sheep' in the casino. The condition for obtaining it is to win two consecutive battles with her. It's easy to get in ten rounds."

Kamijou Touma said in a loud voice: "It's easy to lose all the money, and the devil can win ten rounds in a row!"

"Really? The person upstairs just said that before you, she has lost fifteen games in a row. You are too unlucky, and the difficulty of getting this card is G, which is one level higher than the stone on the roadside. "

Accelerator looked at Kamijou Touma's right hand, and sneered, "Well, thanks to your right hand, we can save a lot of effort, why don't you touch everyone in the casino with your right hand?"

"Do you want Mr. Kamijou to be regarded as a pervert? Besides, using this ability in the game is not good at all. Such an approach is almost like cheating in the game. What's the point?"

Kamijou Touma is not happy, he is the serious kind of person.

"It's a miracle that the game administrator hasn't come to you until now."

Accelerator muttered softly.

In fact, just where they couldn't see, several game makers did discuss the two of them, whether it was Kamijou Touma and Fantasy Killer, or Accelerator's vector operation, their power completely disrupted the balance of the game .

But helplessly, they didn't cheat in any way, it's just that their ability was too foul.

Accelerator asked: "Have you asked that red-haired man how many designated cards there are?"

"No, but other people told me that there will be three designated cards appearing in Gambling City every week, and one will appear in that 777 machine."

Kamijou Touma pointed at that, but he didn't want to try at all. The mentality of wanting to change his luck before starting the game has been worn away by the failure of more than a dozen rounds. Now he just wants to stay away from gambling, the farther the better.

"Forget it, this looks pretty simple, just let me participate."

Accelerator took out the risk dice.He is not Kamijou Touma's face full of misfortune, he is very confident that 5% of the culprits will not find him.

"Sure enough." Accelerator lost interest, dropped a coin, sat in front of the machine and pressed the handle, and two 7s soon appeared in front of the screen.

In the end, he almost won the jackpot without any suspense.

"Congratulations! You have won the special prize!" The bell in the game cheered loudly, and the gold coins in the machine spit out like a torrential rain.

Kamijou Touma felt dazzled, "How much money did you earn this day?"

Accelerator said indifferently, "[-] million."

"One hundred million?"

While they were talking, people gathered in a circle to applaud and applaud. Accelerator glanced at them. He knew that he had earned too much today, and now he was being targeted by many people.

The strong ones with strength will not act rashly because they know his danger, and the remaining weak ones just want to take advantage of it.

And there are always exceptions.

The one who spoke to Accelerator in advance was a young man with fluffy white hair and wearing green clothes. He had the same voice as Kurama, but exuded a completely different aura.

"Ahahaha! That's great. I've noticed you since the beginning of the memory card game. What a bright hope. Why didn't I notice you earlier? If it was you, you should be able to help me."

"who are you?"

Accelerator frowned, he didn't want to say anything more to him.

Although he couldn't see the details of the other party, he could intuit the madness and distortion in the other party's bones.In a sense, this boy was the same kind of person as he was, and getting too close to people like them was like sticking your head into a tiger's mouth.

"My name is not worth mentioning. The important thing is that you can help me regain my companions."

"Ask someone else to help you." Fang Accelerator said indifferently.

He wasn't Kamijou Touma, he wouldn't be kind enough to help a stranger.

"No, only you can help me. My friend fell into the hands of the king of gambling who is in charge of this city, but to gamble with him, I have to pay 5000 million yuan in tickets. After all, I am now penniless. It will take some time to raise 5000 million, and during this time, I cannot guarantee the safety of my companions. I hope you can help me, of course, I will not let you help in vain." He thought for a while, and then said : "Well, if I get the designated card, I will give it to you, how about it?"

Accelerator's laughter became eerie, "Do you think I will believe such a good thing?"

"I don't care about the designated card, my purpose is just to save my companion."

"So what, gambling itself does not have a [-]% winning rate."

He laughed and said, "No, I have the confidence to win, I can definitely win."

"boring."

Accelerator got up and decided to ignore him completely, but Kamijou Touma held him back, "Wait a minute, you can help him."

"I said you haven't been cheated enough?"

"At least give him some food money. Didn't he say he's penniless?" Kamijou Touma looked at the other party and lowered his voice in Accelerator's ear: "And I think the timing of his appearance is very coincidental, maybe Is it an npc that will come to you after reaching the specified amount?"

Accelerator raised his eyebrows. Indeed, this statement is a bit convincing. Individual NPCs in this game are almost as indistinguishable from real people.

Wait a moment?Accelerator felt that his statement seemed more reliable.

He finally found out what he had overlooked. The most obvious difference between that person and others was not his breath, but his clothes.

It was a hot summer day, but he was wearing a thick green coat.

How could he ignore such an obvious place?Accelerator clicked his tongue.

"Just help him?" Accelerator opened the card collection book, took out a 5000 million gold coin card and handed it to the other party.

"Thank you, without further ado, I'm going to apply to fight against the gambling king."

"Do you know what gamble you're about to make?" Accelerator felt that he was overconfident, and there might be some reason for it.

"Ah, I just overheard the soliloquy of a man who gave up fighting against the King of Gambling."

This guy's luck is too good, right?Accelerator muttered in his heart.

The central building of the Gambling City was opened, and the floor where the Gambling King was located was like a dragon's lair, filled with golden mountains, silver mountains and rare treasures.

It's a pity that the things belonging to these npcs cannot be stolen. What's even more annoying is that the gambling king game prohibits any idlers from entering or leaving.

The resident gamblers and gamers were finally discouraged by the viewing fee, and the impatient people started a new game to guess whether the challenger would win this time.

Accelerator didn't join in the fun, just sat aside with Kamijou Touma and waited patiently.

Although the shaggy-haired kid was full of confidence, Accelerator was prepared for him to lose.

If he loses, it will be purely a 5000 million intelligence fee.

Accelerator simply leaned against the column to rest, but piercing gunshots came from the hall.

"What's going on?" Kamijou was obviously worried about the situation inside.

"Who knows, maybe the gunfire replaced the start signal? Self-proclaimed big shots always like to play with exaggerated things." Fang Accelerator yawned.

However, if the situation develops in a violent direction, that boy cannot hide, he is not the type of person who can fight.

"It's almost time for the game to end, and it's time for that boy to come out."

Kamijou Touma turned his head and found that the person who spoke was the examiner who was testing their game qualifications.

"Isn't this Mr. George Kira? Can it be said that you have already received the designated card from the gambling king?"

George Kira shook his head: "No, the gambling content of the gambling king only changes once a year. I only paid the entry fee this year, but I didn't play the game."

Kamijou Touma: "Huh? Why? Is the game too difficult?"

"On the contrary, the game is too simple. The gambling tools of the king of gambling this time are not common poker and dice, but revolvers and human lives."

"Could it be Russian roulette?" Kamijou Touma's face turned blue.

"Is this what your country calls this game? In short, the rules of this game are quite simple. Both players only need to put a bullet in the six magazine slots of the revolver, rotate the wheel freely, and then close the wheel. Both sides point their pistols directly at their temples and pull the triggers one after the other. If you get shot or get out of stage fright, you lose. Those gamblers who bet outside the door probably don’t know that they are betting on the lives of the participants.”

The npc can be regenerated after death, but there is only one life.

Even with risk dice, no one dared to risk their lives. Those who thought they could do it usually paid the entry fee, but quickly surrendered in the game.

The fear of death can make people see the difference between what they want to do and what they actually do.

This is where the difference between ordinary people and those who are really crazy to die will be distinguished.

"Then, the gunshot just now—!" Kamijou Touma looked at the closed door.

If the person who was shot just now was a white-haired boy, even if he pushed the door and broke in now, it would be useless.

They are aimed at the temples.

George Kira: "It hasn't come out yet, it seems that I lost."

Kamijou Touma: "Hey, don't say such things!"

"Sorry, is that your friend? I'm just speculating."

"I have a question." Accelerator looked at George Kira: "Is it allowed to use the ability to use the ability to compete with the king of gambling?"

"Accelerator!" Kamijou Touma yelled, and they continued their discussion on the premise of the boy's death.

"At least there is no such regulation in this game of death. Although you are very confident, I still have to say a few more words... I have confirmed that the gambling king uses a special spiral bullet, which is at least three times more powerful than ordinary bullets. , you don’t need to bet your life, as long as someone clears this death game, the content of the next gamble will change.”

Accelerator ignored George Kira's concerns, as long as he wanted to, he could stop even an atomic bomb.

However, just as he was about to take the rest of the money to enter the arena, the door to the hall was opened with a creak, and the white-haired boy came out without incident, with a young girl beside him.

Kamijou Touma breathed a sigh of relief and ran to his side.

"Are you okay? Great, it's better to give up the game than to lose your life."

"Give up the game? What are you talking about? I am so likely to give up the game, and I have already rescued my companions, so naturally I won?"

"Win?" Kamijou Touma was stunned for a while, "The gunshot just now was..."

"Ah, because of a small problem, I should have been shot and died in the second round of the first game, but it happened that the bullet got stuck, so I didn't fire it."

He smiled lightly, as if he didn't care that he just walked past the gate of hell.

"Then, you played the second round with the gambling king?"

"Yeah, after all, it was his fault to start the game without checking the condition of the pistol, so he made an exception and let me participate in the second round to determine the winner. The gunshot just now was just a test gun."

Kamijou Touma took a deep breath, feeling a little agitated.

"Didn't you think that the next time you pull the trigger, you will die?"

"No."

He smiled, and his gray-green pupils suddenly became permeable.

"Evil and stupid scum like me just has a negligible talent in 'luck'. If this talent can't even do things of this level, then it's better to just die, isn't it?"

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