280: Chapter 280 Death Revolver

"Betting our lives?!"

Just as Loki's hysterical roar echoed throughout the entire Starry Sky Casino.

"Hum—!!!"

Above the firmament, the crimson screen representing the Supreme Law suddenly lit up.

[Ding! Server-wide announcement! Server-wide announcement!]

[Dealer Loki has initiated a forced—life-betting challenge against player Red Wolf!]

[Request sent!]

[Detected that the Dealer has used underlying supreme authority; this request: cannot be refused!]

[This life-betting game will officially begin in five minutes!]

[Ding! Server-wide peripheral betting markets have opened simultaneously!]

[All players may freely choose a side to place bets (chips, lifespan, or supplies are all acceptable)!]

Watching the crimson characters pop up in the sky.

The revelry of the 300,000-strong Red Wolf Army in the arena came to an abrupt halt.

The atmosphere instantly dropped to freezing point.

On the ruins plaza.

Lu Yuan looked at the God of Mischief in mid-air, with blood-red eyes and disheveled hair, looking like a malicious ghost, and his expression gradually turned solemn.

"It seems that this guy Loki is truly anxious and has completely lost his composure."

Lu Yuan narrowed his eyes and sneered.

He dared not delay for even a second.

Although Loki had lost his composure, he was still a god after all; who knew what sinister tricks he might play?

"Swish!"

Lu Yuan leaped and rushed back to the red wolf heavy tank at the rear with extreme speed.

With a "click," he kicked open the top hatch and thrust half his body into the turret.

"Phew—! Solid!!"

Lu Yuan lit a cigarette and took a deep drag.

"Hey!"

Lu Yuan blew a smoke ring at Loki in the sky and said leisurely: "Dealer, stop with the impotent rage up there."

"Tell me, how do you intend to gamble?"

In mid-air.

Loki looked at Lu Yuan, who had hidden back in the tank, and a look of contemptuous sneer curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Heh heh... Red Wolf, what is the use of hiding in that piece of junk metal?"

Loki pointed down at the Super Alloy tank with a look of mockery.

"Don't tell me you're planning to use that broken pipe of yours to blast this god with a cannon shot?!"

"Hmph! Naive!!!"

Loki abruptly spread his arms, his voice filled with extreme madness and triumph: "This is the Destiny Casino!"

"The Supreme Law forbids all violent killing!"

"As long as you dare to fire the cannon, at that very instant..."

"You will be directly erased by the Supreme Law!"

"I guarantee that not even dust will remain!"

"Heh heh heh heh..."

Loki let out a hair-raising, strange laugh, and then he snapped his fingers crisply.

"Hum!"

A phantom of a revolver emitting a faint blue light slowly appeared in the sky.

"Listen well, ant."

Loki's eyes were as cold as a viper's: "The name of the game is [Death Revolver]."

"Six chambers, one god-slaying bullet."

"We will take turns pointing the muzzle at our own heads and pulling the trigger!"

"Whoever gets shot first will have their soul completely erased by the bullet, never to be reincarnated!"

Russian Roulette!

The most primitive, bloodiest, and purely luck-based life-risking game!

"Now..."

Loki licked his lips, "Place your bets!"

As Loki's voice faded.

In front of all the players in the arena, a huge betting panel instantly popped up.

On one side was [Dealer: Loki].

On the other side was [Player: Red Wolf].

After a brief silence, the Red Wolf Guild's communication channel instantly exploded!

"Damn it! This goddamn god is playing dirty! Actually forcing a life-or-death bet!"

"Boss! Don't do it!"

"To the guy above, he can't refuse! The system prompt says it's mandatory!"

Old Ma slammed the iron pot in his hand onto the slot machine, his eyes bloodshot: "Damn it! What is there to be afraid of!"

"If the Guild Leader loses, all of us left here will die anyway!"

Zhao Meng furiously entered numbers on the panel: "Let's fight them! I'm betting on the Guild Leader!"

"I'm betting all five hundred years of lifespan I just swiped!"

"Brother Meng is right! Without the Guild Leader, we would have died in the game long ago!"

"I'm betting three hundred years!"

"I'm betting six hundred years!!!"

"At worst, we die! All members of Red Wolf, all-in on the Guild Leader!!!"

They were crazy!

The entire 300,000-strong Red Wolf Army did not hesitate for even a fraction of a second.

Everyone threw the massive amount of lifespan and top-tier materials they had just swiped from the machines into the [Red Wolf] prize pool!

The amount in the prize pool instantly soared to a breathtaking astronomical figure!

...

On the other side.

On the outer plaza, those foreigners who had lost everything and were in miserable states.

Seeing this bet, they were like they had been injected with adrenaline, suddenly revitalized.

"Hahaha! The Dragon Country monkeys are doomed!"

France leader Macron danced with excitement: "Loki is a god!"

"This game seems fair, but he can definitely control the bullet in secret!"

"Exactly! Gambling on luck against a god? That's seeking death!" Germany leader Little Mustache laughed crazily.

Great Britain Queen Elizabeth also let out a cold snort and pulled out her last bit of savings.

"Although that Red Wolf from Dragon Country is quite charming..."

"But Loki seems quite handsome too!"

"Eh! Both are handsome men..."

"If I must choose one, then this Queen chooses Loki!"

"I'm betting my remaining ten years of life! All-in on the Dealer!"

Countless players from the outer zones, with bloodshot eyes, bet their last remaining possessions on Loki.

In their view, this was simply a one-sided crush with no suspense!

How could humans possibly win against a god in a god's casino?!

"Hum!"

Just then, above the firmament, the crimson countdown finally hit zero.

[Ding! The five-minute betting time has ended!]

[Server-wide betting market channels are now closed!]

[The current prize pool ratio for both sides is locked; beginning final settlement announcement...]

[Player (Red Wolf) total prize pool: 120 million years of absolute lifespan! Several top-tier materials!]

[Dealer (Loki) total prize pool: 15 million years of absolute lifespan! Several medium-tier blueprints!]

Whoa—!

Seeing the disparity in the ratio that was infuriatingly large, the foreigners in the outer plaza were all dumbfounded.

"Fuck?! 120 million years?!"

"Are these Dragon Country people crazy?!"

"Why isn't our prize pool even enough to cover their fraction!"

However, Loki did not care at all about these disparate stakes.

"Heh heh... the more they bet, the better."

Loki licked his lips, his eyes full of greed: "Once this god shoots that mortal, these hundreds of millions of years of lifespan will all belong to this god!"

...

At this moment.

Inside the cockpit of the Red Wolf Tank.

Xia Li grabbed Lu Yuan's arm tightly, her usually cold and stunningly beautiful face now filled with undisguisable worry.

"Lu Yuan..."

Xia Li lowered her voice, her tone urgent: "Loki is the God of Mischief and the absolute master of this casino."

"That Death Revolver must have been tampered with by him!"

"No matter how you choose, as long as you pull the trigger, the bullet will definitely be forcibly adjusted into the chamber by him at that moment!"

"I... I, I don't want you to bet your life!"

Looking at Xia Li, who was so anxious she was about to shed tears.

Lu Yuan not only didn't panic, but a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He held Xia Li's soft hand in return, even giving the back of her hand a gentle squeeze.

"Heh heh."

Lu Yuan leaned close to Xia Li's ear, the hot breath hitting her fair earlobe.

He said in an extremely annoying yet absolutely confident tone, uttering a sentence slowly:

"Baby, don't worry."

"That... let me tell you a secret..."

"As long as I am sitting in this tank, I... am absolutely invincible!"