In the first round of the game, when the first cycle had only just reached the second position, the Human Skin Ghost tore away nearly half of its human skin.
This was something Chang Sheng had not expected. His brows furrowed sharply as he exchanged a look with Hou Guisheng.
Hou Guisheng's expression remained normal, but his pupils contracted slightly. He narrowed his eyes and spoke beside Ji Li's ear:
"The ghost is gambling ruthlessly with you. It tore off nearly half a sheet of human skin, so you must tear off an area of skin larger than its own, or you'll die."
During the Supernatural Cleanup, Hou Guisheng was currently the only one still effective. He had only one Black Mud Ghost, reserved for use at a critical moment.
This current betting game was an entirely new Supernatural Power. Within this shattered forbidden ground, with the supernatural being cleared away and the employees exhausted, it held an almost supreme suppressive power.
Leave and die, lose and die, hesitate and die. The Human Skin Ghost had firmly trapped the living people present In the Game, freely forcing them into wagers.
Hou Guisheng had no way to consider the next step, because he had no idea how Ji Li could deal with this almost certain Deadly Game.
Ji Li was in chaos.
He could no longer feel anything. Blood dripped from his eyes, yet it did not cause him pain, and he had not even lost his sight.
Because another scene, one that left him dazed, now existed before his eyes.
Among these two rows of people, three indistinct black shadows stood beside, before, and at the sides of them, while those In the Game instead possessed real appearances.
That was Yu Guo.
Yu Guo had torn the skin from his