The Suspicious Die of Suspicion

(Large cup, but I can't put my hands on my hips. Happy Dragon Boat Festival everyone!)

Cheng Shi chuckled and sped up to take out another bottle of medicine, but this time the medicine shattered even faster. Not only that, but his hand was also hit along with the medicine.

His left hand was pierced by a throwing knife, the blade even coated with a trace of paralyzing toxin.

This was a victim who was almost flawless in terms of combat awareness.

"Where's your confidence? Where are your trump cards? If you don't reveal them soon, I'm about to start."

As he spoke, Ji Er revealed nearly ten throwing knives in his Ji Er like an open fan, and with a snort of a laugh, he hurled them at Cheng Shi.

Cheng Shi's gaze sharpened and his pupils contracted sharply. He angrily kicked his feet and crawled backward using both his hands and feet.

The whistling throwing knives began to land from where Cheng Shi had left, lining up to chase Cheng Shi toes. Cheng Shi had lost a lot of blood, his bones and muscles were not seriously injured, and he managed to dodge the knives' thrusts while frantically crawling backward.

But Ji Er did not stop there. He sneered and moved forward, constantly using the throwing knives in his hand to "block" Cheng Shi's path, sparing no effort to squeeze Cheng Shi's space to move.

Only when the intense struggle caused Cheng Shi to bleed profusely from head to toe and his face to turn pale from blood loss did he stop with great interest, crunching on the bloodstains left by Cheng Shi and marveling at them.

He wasn't trying to mock Cheng Shi; he wanted Cheng Shi to bleed to death!

He was carefully avoiding becoming the direct source of Cheng Shi's death, lest the shrewd Priest have prepared some dirty curse.

"You're quite resilient. The venom from the Blizzard Winter Serpent must be unbearable. Do you still feel anything in your left hand?"

"If I don't get treatment soon, can my friend hold on?"

After several such back-and-forths, Cheng Shi could no longer hold his ground and was forced to use his trump card.

So, under Ji Er's sneer and mockery, he raised the Scalpel in his hand and plunged it into the wound on his left hand that had just been pierced.

As blood splattered and stained the ground, Cheng Shi pursed his lips and stood up.

His complexion returned to normal, and not only his complexion, but his aura seemed to have returned as well. He stood up again in front of Ji Er, covered in blood.

Ji Er was stunned when he saw this scene.

Battle Marshal?

"Ha?

Hahahaha, the Battle Marshal!?

Are you copying me?

Are you trying to steal the Battle Marshal's healing power like I did?

Ha, you're just showing off your limited skills before an expert. You don't think I'd still believe you at this point, do you?

Okay, even if I believed you for a moment and got you treated, the way you're putting on a brave face right now is just too pathetic.

Why are you afraid to speak?

Are you afraid that if I find out you're lying, all your healing powers will be rendered ineffective?

Is this your trump card, my dear teammate? Then it seems you're about to... go far.

Clown, Clown, it turns out you're the Clown!

Haha, I see!

If you are the Clown and Gao San is the Acrobat, then Zhao Si, who didn't take over from Gao San, might be Master of Trickery.

In that case, Su Wu is most likely a Beast Tamer. No wonder this bastard has been chasing away rats. Ha, he's been hiding it well. Master of Deception, Master of Deception, am I deceiving him or is he deceiving me?

So, this is a civil war, isn't it, my friend?

But...

Even in a civil war, what makes you, a Clown, think you can beat me?

Yes, I am a victim, but I will make you the next victim!

Ji Er's threat was not scary. Cheng Shi sneered and finally spoke again after a long struggle.

"In the best-case scenario, I tricked [Decay] and became a Decay Priest, personally ending the life of a [Destiny] charlatan."

He pulled the Scalpel out of his left hand and casually threw it on the ground.

"In the last round, I tricked [War] and became a Battle Marshal, personally sending off a Wise One who was [Folly]."

As he spoke, he took out a Scalpel and twirled it between his right fingertips.

"And this round..."

Cheng Shi sneered, but before he could finish speaking, Ji Er's expression changed.

Because he realized that the other party wasn't lying!

This also means that his opponent, Cheng Shi, is a Clown with the talent of "Lies Like Yesterday"!

The Lies Like Yesterday! It really is Lies Like Yesterday!

This is an SS-level talent that countless scammers dream of! What makes him so special that he possesses this talent?!

He had always thought that Cheng Shi was only hiding his identity, but he never expected that this Clown would also hide his score!

He must have scored over 2400 points, and probably by more than a little, otherwise it would have been difficult for him to reach that talent level. But this bastard said he only scored 2101 points during his self-introduction!

I've seen things that can be hidden, but I've never seen so many hidden!

It has to be said, this Clown is really lucky. He actually stole the Faith of War in the last Trials and turned himself into the Battle Marshal again in this game!

Ironically, the victims disliked the Battle Marshal, especially a high-scoring Battle Marshal.

Because that would mean that the final battle would become a "final battle of suspicion," with both the victim and the Battle Marshal constantly wondering whether the other's move was truly harmful!

In an atmosphere of endless suspicion, one side will inevitably fall victim to a single mistake, leading to total defeat, since no one's Divine Power is limitless.

How did a seemingly certain victory suddenly turn into a closely contested mind-reading game?

Where exactly did we go wrong?!

Regardless of the Storm in Ji Er's mind, Cheng Shi's momentum was growing stronger and stronger.

With each word he spoke, he took a large step forward, his left hand gripping a Scalpel against his chest, despite the numbness and slight trembling, while his right hand held the Scalpel eager to be used.

"And in this game... regardless of whether you see through my identity or not, I will bury you with my own hands, bury you, you... Deception liar."

As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Shi disappeared!

Just like when Ji Er attacked him, Cheng Shi instantly disappeared from his spot and reappeared in front of Ji Er in the blink of an eye. He swiftly swung the Scalpel from bottom to top, sending a silver light so fast that it was invisible to the naked eye towards Ji Er's neck.

This was his all-out attack as a Today's Warrior!

Yes, Cheng Shi Edict of Passage. Just as he inserted the Scalpel into his left hand, he threw his Dice of Destiny onto the ground behind him at the very moment of the incision.

The trick to close-up magic is to distract attention. As Ji Er stared intently at Cheng Shi's left hand, which had been pierced again, the Dice behind Cheng Shi rolled out a 1 without any surprise.

But one point is enough.

In that instant, Cheng Shi was filled with Divine Power, and his face regained its color!

He didn't heal himself with the knife wound; rather, Destiny intervened and pulled him out of his predicament once again.

Because he was never the Battle Marshal, nor is he the Clown Lies Like Yesterday, but the valiant warrior of Destiny today!

And at the moment he the First fell to the ground, he had already taken the opportunity to bury an ordinary Dice in the mud where blood was dripping from his feet.

At that Cheng Shi had not yet Edict of Passage, so after the extreme strain, he was truly exhausted, even though he was "ordinary".

This genuine exhaustion was so real that no flaws or clues could be detected.

But his weary retreat was not to gain a chance to catch his breath, but to let the enemy enjoy the pleasure of toying with his prey, so that he would unconsciously walk there and into the Dice trap he had dug himself!

You should know that all the foreshadowing in the script is for the sake of the climax at the end.

So the moment Cheng Shi was filled with Divine Power, the ending came!

That streak of silver light, like an arc of lightning, hissed as it bit towards Ji Er's neck.

But at this critical moment, at this moment when Ji Er could Cheng Shi at any time, he hesitated as a cautious and suspicious victim!

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant:

Despite the speed of the opponent's attack, it was still just a simple thrust, without any additional force involved.

If he was certain he could kill him in one blow, why didn't he use all his skills at that moment?

But if he couldn't be sure that he could deliver a fatal blow before the other side could react, how could he dare to launch such a desperate attack?

Could it be...?

Did he already anticipate that this move wouldn't kill him?

He was so confident he could retaliate, which is why he acted so decisively!

By the way, he's not in good condition!

He had only stabbed himself with a small knife, and that knife was stuck in his left hand. His body hadn't fully recovered yet, so this was an attack that activated the Battle Marshal's talent!

He anticipated that his own reciprocation would heal his wounds!

What a daring and fearless Battle Marshal! What a Clown gambles with his own life!

You almost succeeded!

Ji Er felt that he had never been so clear-headed as he was now, nor had he ever been so logically meticulous. He felt that his game theory skills had broken through at this moment, reaching a level that he had once sought but could not attain.

I saw through a 2400-point Clown with the talent of "Lies Like Yesterday," and for the first time, I figured out the players in that rank!

Ah, what a pity. Everyone makes mistakes, but this time it wasn't me.

I'll show you what a swindler's cunning really is!

I want the healing power of your blade to fill my entire body, and then, under the witness of this Vitality power, I will personally sever your neck, turning the fear in your eyes into your silent epitaph.

Ji Er smiled. He was prepared to end the game in the Cheng Shi had done, exchanging injuries for injuries, and to add some color to the final scene. So his short knife immediately came out of his sleeve and was held in his hand.

But just as he was grinning maliciously, preparing to deliver Cheng Shi's final words, his vision suddenly went black.

It inexplicably went black.

What happened?

Why is it dark?

Why at this particular time?

Oh no! Transfer! Transfer the damage! I need to transfer the damage... Hmm? It doesn't hurt, my neck doesn't hurt!

Haha, the transfer was successful!

Whether it's a surgical incision or not, I'm still alive.

Hmm, I'm not dead yet, but why... is it still not dawn?

"Thump..."

A headless corpse fell straight to the ground, while a huge head with its metal sheath was tossed high into the air and then slammed heavily to the ground with a thud.

A single, swift decapitation, a fatal blow, utterly ruthless, as if the dead conman had never been a victim capable of inflicting fatal damage in return.

Cheng Shi stared expressionlessly at the twitching corpse on the ground, then let out a sneer without any surprise.

Overthinking leads to mistakes. Dealing with this type of person is often most effective when it's simple and direct, because...

"Those who are suspicious often die because of their suspicion."