Is This What a Seasoned Weird Tale Is Like?

"Five minutes to prepare? It seems unlikely we'll be able to do a major overhaul; at most, we'll just need to adjust the configuration of some minor parts."

Feng Xue watched the rapidly ticking countdown, still maintaining his empty-handed, skull-suited man pose. What surprised him was that the cowboy-dressed Weird Tale was also calmly waiting for the start, even standing about ten meters away from Feng Xue.

"You're not really a cowboy, are you? Do you think this is a duel?" Feng Xue grinned, looking at the colorful flames in the high, almost bursting vest under the filter, and was a little unsure of what the other person was thinking.

However, considering the unscientific concept of "power," Feng Xue felt that the other party might have an ability similar to "forced duel."

As a remnant of the old era whose childhood was filled with TV stations like Little Dragon Club and Star TV, Feng Xue's childhood wasn't just about Japanese Manga; it also included a lot of American cartoons, and she naturally watched some cowboy duel stories.

But since the other party was able to hold onto the property on the first floor, which had the most contestants, Feng Xue could only think of two possibilities: either the other party was extremely strong in the cowboy aspect, or the other party had some particularly insidious tricks up their sleeve.

Thinking of this, Feng Xue immediately suppressed the sense of superiority brought by [Arrow Protection], reached into her waist pouch and took out a small trinket, quietly waiting for the time to reset to zero.

4, 3, 2...

Just before the countdown reached zero, Feng Xue's Arrow Protection was suddenly triggered. In his perception, the trajectories of the six bullets were so clear, but when he tried to react, the bullet trajectories changed along with his consciousness.

"Lock-on? Tracking? Telekinesis? Forget about it!"

A multitude of thoughts flashed through Feng Xue's mind, and then, just as the countdown finally reached zero, he tossed the silver coin in his hand away.

I bet your gun is empty!

"Click!" The cowgirl pulled the trigger, but no bullet was fired. However, she did not hesitate for a moment. Instead, she used her hand to pull the hammer and fired five shots in quick succession at a dizzying speed.

However, not a single bullet was fired; it was as if all the bullets had vanished the moment the shot was fired.

Knowing all along that the bullet wouldn't fire, Feng Xue had already drawn her Sleeve Blade, while her left hand flicked a finger from her waist—

"Duang--"

As the cold, ominous tolling of the bell rang, a deep red-purple Absolution Mark appeared in Feng Xue's vision.

Upon seeing the marker appear, Feng Xue simultaneously deployed Misty Field, completely covering a radius of fifty meters. Those unaware of the situation would likely find it difficult not to associate this mist with the sound of bells.

Although the home-field advantage of the battle space overshadowed the darkness, the Suffocating Blade of Suffocation, inheriting the double sharpness buff of the Disassembly Madonna and empowered by the Bell of Absolution, could end the battle with a single hit.

The only pity was that no ability could be used against the opponent before the countdown ended, so Feng Xue was unable to lock onto the target by making eye contact. Otherwise, a direct Teleportation attack would have been the final blow.

The Boots of Silence silenced his movements, and the Absolution Mark him in the right direction. In the pitch-black fog, Feng Xue had already silently thrust out his Sleeve Blade.

Thirteen Swords of Life Taking!

A brilliant move appeared from the mist, its sharp, cold light leaving no room for evasion. The moment Feng Xue could be sensed and detected, the blade had already pierced the cowboy's breasts.

"So easy?" Feng Xue, somewhat surprised, extended his arm forward, seemingly trying to reassure himself with the feeling of breaking through the fat layer and successfully piercing the heart muscle. But the next moment, a sudden throbbing sensation shot through his chest...

"The Phantom Object on its body is not bad, but it's still too immature." The Weird Tale in the denim outfit threw away the corpse that had turned into dust in his hand, somewhat regretting that he couldn't plunder the opponent's Phantom Object when challenging the space. But just then, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. He looked up at the sky and found that the entire desert had not disappeared.

"Not dead?" The cowboy immediately became alert. Although he had absolute confidence in his abilities, weren't the guys who died at his hands also quite confident in killing him in the illusion?

"Want the same kind of ability? That's really..." The cowboy focused his mind, trying to find a flaw in this "illusion," and just then, a voice suddenly rang out—

I surrender!

In an instant, time froze, the desert scenery vanished, and Feng Xue and the cowboy returned to the villa. Feng Xue, still shaken, touched her chest and let out a long sigh of relief, looking at the cowboy with a bewildered expression. He didn't even know how he had died. He had used the "Grave of Resurrection" once, and upon realizing its effect, he hadn't even lifted the coffin before admitting defeat. Otherwise, if he had waited until he jumped out of the grave, he might have really died.

"Dude, you're amazing! What was that coin just now? My gun is Inheritance Grade Companion Phantom, how did you do that?"

Just as Feng Xue was still feeling frustrated about her previous failure, a cowboy with big, round breasts ran over quite familiarly and put his arm around her shoulder, completely oblivious to the fact that he had just taken Feng Xue's life.

Feeling the large, cowboy-like figure squeezing towards her, Feng Xue calmly pushed him away, but subconsciously reached into her pocket to check that the coin she had tossed out earlier was still there before letting out a sigh of relief.

Name: Phantom Object - One Silver Dollar

Elements: [Currency], [Gambling], [Chips], [Items]

Description: An ordinary silver dollar. When you're held at gunpoint, you can activate its effect, making a bet with the other party and randomly choosing one of two effects to trigger:

①The opponent continues to fire, but the bullets in the gun will simply disappear.

②The opponent loses their Fighting Spirit and gives up firing, and the coin is transferred to the other party's hand.

Note: Do not use when under siege.

This silver coin was an unintentional Phantom Object created by Feng Xue while practicing his ability to Money Printer. Unlike the "Libra coins" that could be mass-produced stably, this silver coin was a product of chance. Later, he tried to make similar coins with silver, but nothing changed.

It has considerable suppressive power against gun users. Although if you lose the bet, the coin will be transferred to the other party, it is not difficult to take it back from an enemy who has lost the will to fight.

Of course, he wouldn't bring this up himself; he simply created a small, polite, yet slightly awkward, distance before coldly saying:

"If I ask you how you killed me, will you tell me?"

"Sure, it's just an illusion, what's wrong with saying it?" The cowboy casually sat down by the door and pulled out a beer from somewhere, chugging it down.

Feng Xue was momentarily stumped by this guy, but thanks to her [Mirror of Clarity], Feng Xue realized that what he said was actually true, and couldn't help but say with a bit of helplessness:

"A gambling-type ability; you can use that coin as a gambling chip."

"I see, there really are all sorts of Weird Tale!" The cowboy laughed heartily, then slapped the table and said:

"It's been a long time since I've seen someone as honest as you. Come on, have a drink, it's on me! Don't worry, violence is forbidden Tower of Babylon, and these drinks are all Phantom Object, you can drink them without worry!"

PS1: If we were to describe the capabilities of [One Silver Dollar] using the K language, it would be something like this:

One Silver Dollar (the sustainability trap):

When an opponent's monster declares an attack, you can activate this skill by targeting that attacking monster and flipping a coin.

Frontal: The attack power of the monster becomes 0.

Back: That attack was negated. After that, the Battle Phase ends, and this card is sent to your opponent's deck for shuffling.

PS2: In the Misty Field, neither side will be affected by negative effects, but existing negative effects will not be cleared, so the Absolution Mark will not expire.