Bang!
Chen Lin plummeted from the sky and hit the ground hard enough to see stars.
But he had no time to check his body. He immediately rolled aside, dodging an Orc's massive foot.
Then his expression changed.
His transcendent power was firmly suppressed, just as it had been in the Abandoned Land. Moreover, he could be certain that it wasn't merely his consciousness that had entered the Sand Table, but his actual body!
Did I travel through space?
Chen Lin struggled to his feet and tried to open his storage equipment.
But he failed.
With no other choice, he drew the short saber at his waist, searching for somewhere safe while rapidly surveying his surroundings.
Then he realized he wasn't the only one who had been brought in.
Every gambler participating in this Gambling Match had been dragged inside. Each had an icon on their body, identical in shape but different in color.
Some were black, others white.
His own was black.
Chen Lin's eyes flickered.
The situation was obvious. Everyone participating had been brought into the Gambling Match. Since he had bet on the Black Faction winning, he had been assigned to the Black Faction.
In that case...
This unexpected development wasn't all that drastic. Although the handsome man had caused it, the situation was still under the Casino's control, or perhaps this was simply part of the Gambling Match's procedure.
Otherwise, they wouldn't have been sorted directly into factions.
What he needed to worry about now was whether dying in battle under these circumstances meant dying for real.
"Damn it!"
"What the hell is going on? It actually turned into a Life and Death Match! If I'd known, I'd never have bet on this side! I swear I'll never try to get lucky again! Let me go