Who hid My Corpse!

Chapter 313: Fifteen Hmm? Why don’t you use it? (5K)_2

Bai Wei naturally guessed Rocky’s thoughts and said with a light laugh, “If you are worried that I arrived here long ago and deliberately set this trap for you, then you can rest assured that I indeed just arrived. Although I had gathered these two Corpse Blocks several months prior, I sustained considerable injuries in the process, and only just recovered today… I’m referring to injuries on the soul level, which you, also possessing Corpse Blocks, should clearly understand. If the soul is too severely injured, there is no way to enter this place.”

Rocky’s understanding was somewhat clarified by Bai Wei’s explanation.

After all, as a fellow possessor of Corpse Blocks, he naturally understood the negative effects of the Corpse Blocks; an ordinary person could hardly use the Rule a few times before dying.

Only someone like him, backed by the presence of All Gods, could reduce the negative effects to a minimum.

Therefore, they had always been puzzled about how Corey was killed by Ulu.

Not to mention which part between the eyes and the middle finger had a stronger Rule.

Just considering the negative effects alone, Ulu, the Little Priest, should have had no solution.

One would die after clicking his fingers twice, while the other could recklessly stare until the death of the latter?

Hence, Rocky had always cursed Corey the cyclops as useless.

Now it seemed, Ulu indeed possessed a method to restore the damaged soul and probably wouldn’t die simply by snapping his fingers twice like ordinary people.

However, this method was evidently not as efficient as theirs, backed by Rhein.

Otherwise, Ulu wouldn’t have rested for so long… No, wait, what about Lyra then?

In their view, Ulu must have done something at Lyra’s.

Hmm… There were still too many mysteries, temporarily impossible to unravel all.

However, regarding what Bai Wei said about only arriving here recently, Rocky went from completely distrustful at the beginning to somewhat skeptical now.

“Moreover, you need not worry I would specifically set a trap for you,” Bai Wei continued leisurely, spreading his hands, “Now, I only possess two portions of Corpse Blocks; do you really think with just these two Corpse Blocks, I could control Visas’s former Divine Country? You think too highly of me.”

“What do you mean by that ‘gambling game’ then?” Rocky asked coldly, “Did you figure it out yourself?”

“Very simple.” Bai Wei smiled and stretched out his hand to grasp one of the dice cups. “Hold this, and you’ll understand.”

Rocky, still skeptical, looked down at the suspicious-looking dice cup.

But having come all this way, and finding nothing certain would be a wasted trip.

Thus, despite being very cautious, Rocky still reached out and grasped the dice cup.

Then, he saw rows of small characters slowly emerging on the stone table, introducing the rules of the game.

“This is…”

“The power left by Visas,” Bai Wei said with a smile, “That legendary figure seemed to really enjoy gambling, so he crafted many artifacts like this, and He came to play the role of the dealer.”

“But He is already dead.”

“Yes, so this probably resembles the final flicker of amusement He left behind, much like the rules sealed within the Corpse Blocks,” Bai Wei shrugged and said, “So rest assured, in this place, what dominates are the rules and order of Visas, and I have no way to alter or interfere… After all, I am not Visas.”

Although he did not show it, Bai Wei’s words indeed dispelled many of Rocky’s doubts.

Of course, it was not just because of Bai Wei’s explanation.

Rocky himself also felt that, in this space, only the power of Visas was effective.

As for what he carried, whether Spell or Divine Arts, all were sealed, unable to be used.

If he couldn’t, then Bai Wei was even less likely to.

Thus, both he and Bai Wei were outsiders here, both seen as “gamblers” in the eyes of Visas.

But one thing made Rocky uneasy: the use of rules as gambling stakes.

Visas must have created the Divine Country during His lifetime; did He anticipate that one day He would die and be broken into pieces?

And then there would be people using the rules from His fragmented corpse as chips to gamble with dice?

No matter how one considered it, the scenario seemed eerie.

“How about it, care to play a game?” Bai Wei asked lightly, pulling Rocky back from his contemplation.

He looked down again at the dice cup he was tightly holding and asked in a low voice, “So if you lose, you lose the rules forever?”

If that were the case, Rocky would definitely not participate.

“Oh, we won’t be playing for such high stakes,” Bai Wei said, “Just once.”

“Once?”

“Yes,” Bai Wei nodded, “For example, if I win against you, then I can use the rules you possess real-worldly, just one time.”

Just once, hmm?

Rocky breathed a sigh of relief. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

If that was the case, it wasn’t unacceptable…

“However, until the winner uses that one instance of the rule, the loser cannot use it and is not allowed to enter this space during that period,” Bai Wei stated lightly, “Also, the cost of using the rule will also be borne by the loser.”

Rocky momentarily blanked out at Bai Wei’s words, then nearly leapt with anger, “Damn, losing the rule and still having to pay the price yourself?!”

“Yes,” Bai Wei said with a smile, “Otherwise how would one be considered a loser? But don’t worry, there is a limited term; within one to two months, if the winner hasn’t used the rule, it will automatically expire.”