"When those holding the four treasure playing cards approach the monarch, they will sense one another. However, when the twelve warriors approach the Rebel Leader, they will not sense one another. Therefore, a wise leader must use his own eyes to discern his generals and soldiers, and have them help him achieve victory."
"Of course, the twelve warriors do not necessarily have to follow the Rebel Leader. If you believe the leader is incompetent and lacks the time to overthrow the dynasty's forces, you may choose to join the tyrant's side instead. However, you must make contact with the person carrying the Big Ghost Card. At the same time, the holder of the Big Ghost Card may recruit no more than six people."
"The final victor will earn the qualification to enter the next level. Let us begin!"
As the clown finished reading out the Game Rules, Zhang Chen furrowed his brow deeply, his heart filled with doubts. These so-called Game Rules had no real substance at all. Fundamentally, it was still a conflict between the undead faction and the faction from Lingjian.
"This is completely meaningless. When we meet, we'll still fight fiercely. As long as I die in the end, or the other person carrying the Big Ghost Card dies, the first level of the game will end. Now that my identity has been exposed, if the undead follow the rules of the game, they'll probably come searching for me directly."
The room Zhang Chen was in had now completely connected with the outside world. Someone like Blood Origin would probably only need to make slight use of the blood energy within his body to flood the first-floor space with blood and locate Zhang Chen's presence.
"Drip, drip!" Time passed second by second, yet no one came to