Seizing the BOSS Template at the Start

Baiyi spoke as he took out his belongings: five Space Rings. Moreover, Baiyi erased the imprint of his presence within them, allowing anyone with even a trace of Extraordinary Power to open them.

He also wagered the Blood Pool he won earlier and his own soul.

”What do you want?” Eugene’s face was completely expressionless, his eyes turning scarlet, and his entire demeanor exuding a wicked arrogance.

Baiyi snapped his fingers, ”Balance of value.”

Buzz~

In the void, the scale belonging to Hell appeared. Hell allows devils to set game rules, naturally providing invisible benefits to players. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

The value scale measures the worth of items, and the opponent must provide items of the same value to start the next round.

Baiyi placed his hand along with the items on one side of the scale. The scale on his side tilted downwards, while the other side tipped upwards.

Baiyi understood the rules and intended to kill this devil, thus acquiring the maximum benefit in the game round.

His act of erasing the Space Ring’s presence was to let the rules treat its contents as chips in this game.

What was inside Baiyi’s Space Ring?

Billions of Gold-devouring Insects, hundreds of thousands of Magnetic Mechanisms, Large Soul Crystal Cores, hundreds of tons of precious metals sold by the gram, and Soul Crystals worth millions, along with a heap of knowledge.

Not to mention, just based on materials alone, the wealth within the Space Ring amounts to tens of billions.

This move might drain the Devil Eugene entirely, as Baiyi staked almost all the resources from Dongwu City against the devil.

If it weren’t because he had to play innocent in the first round to trick this guy into more rounds, Eugene would have lost everything from the start.

Eugene’s expression turned grave, and after a long while, the scarlet in his eyes faded, returning to black and white.

He regained his elegance, ”Of course, honorable Human Race gentleman, this is in line with the game rules.”

Saying this, his powerful Legendary Power surged, and a feather emitting strong black aura appeared, slowly falling on the scale.

Yet Baiyi’s side of the scale didn’t move, causing Eugene to pause, pupils constricting. This was the feather of a Fallen Angel, ancient, with the essence of a God.

Even this couldn’t balance the value?

Eugene pondered, then continued taking things out, revealing two Soul Crystal Cores (large), each five centimeters in diameter, deep purple, and shining brilliantly.

The Small Soul Crystal Core has a diameter of ten centimeters, about the size of a fist, resembling a large apple. The In the Soul Crystal Core is twenty centimeters in diameter, about as big as an adult’s head.

The Large Soul Crystal Core is actually very small, but its color transitions from Deep Blue to deep purple, yet its value is extremely high, with a small-scale Soul Vein producing at most one Large Soul Crystal Core.

A large one wouldn’t produce more than three.

For the Federation, the pricing of Soul Crystal Cores is a pure benefit, and only those who have made significant contributions to the Federation can qualify for purchase.

Other forces price Soul Crystal Cores exorbitantly, considering it’s the purest form of Soul Energy in the world.

From the Gods down to Bronze, anyone can use it.

Ding ding~

Two large Soul Crystal Cores landed on the scale, but it remained unmoved.

Eugene’s elegant demeanor slightly stiffened, yet he still said nothing and continued taking out items.

A wicked black crystal, a transparent liquid, numerous Soul Resources, ores..., a vast amount of resources were placed on the scale.

When a tail feather of an Evil God appeared at the top of the scale, the balance finally shifted.

Eugene’s expression was completely blank. Without hesitation, he removed the jewelry from his body and placed it on the scale. Finally, he also placed the necklace with a black angel engraving from his neck on the scale.

The scale finally achieved balance.

Eugene calmly asked, ”Can we start the second round?”

Baiyi smiled, ”Of course, commence any time.”

Eugene nodded, speaking very calmly, ”The second round requires no selection and no Illusion Realm.”

Eugene said, extending a hand. In the sky, a vast consciousness appeared, slowly condensing into a left-handed revolver covered with patterns.

As the left-handed revolver slowly descended, two chairs and a table appeared.

On the table, six bullets were quietly placed.

”Hell’s revolver, disregarding all Destiny and Luck’s blessing. You can select bullets, one to three. Whoever gets shot, loses.”

Eugene understood. This guy was targeting him. Any choice-based game was meaningless. Only such a luck-based game could be won, at least appearing fair on the surface.

Baiyi’s face still wore the same smile as he sat down, taking the gun on the table to inspect it.

[The gamble of Destiny has begun. You can choose up to three bullets. Once set, the bullets will randomly appear in the six chambers. The game parties alternate shots, and you can choose to shoot the opponent or yourself.

If you shoot an empty chamber at the opponent, it becomes their turn. If you shoot an empty chamber at yourself, it skips the opponent’s turn, and you fire the next shot. Whoever gets hit loses the game.

As the challenger, you may choose who fires first.]

Luxurious subtitles appeared in the void between them.

Eugene placed both hands on the table, staring intently at Baiyi, waiting for his decision.

Baiyi picked up the bullets, placing them beside the gun, one... two... three....

As the bullets vanished, the chamber of the revolver slowly sealed shut, preventing any prying eyes from seeing inside.

”Who goes first?” Eugene asked calmly.

”I’ll go first, since I’m wagering my soul,” Baiyi said with a relaxed smile.

Eugene calmly pushed the gun towards Baiyi. This game, which had not surfaced for thousands of years, he doubted anyone could win relying solely on luck.

Baiyi caressed the gun, suddenly asking, ”Mr. Eugene, who should I aim this shot at?”

Eugene remained silent, simply watching Baiyi without elegance or agitation, just staring calmly into Baiyi’s eyes.

Baiyi, seeing no reply, seemed a bit disinterested, ”Tsk, no interaction makes it boring. I still prefer your elegant demeanor.”

Saying this, Baiyi aimed the gun at his own head and fired.

Click~

The hammer struck empty, ringing out with nothing happening, this shot was safe.

Baiyi smiled at Devil Eugene, pondering, what is the Devil’s Game?

Is it truly a fair game?

Perhaps, the game itself is fair, but paradoxically it is unfair.

For even Gods cannot discern the revolver chamber evolved by the Rule of Hell.

If this were a simple revolver, Baiyi would indeed have to stake his fate relying purely on luck against this devil.

But... a devil being the creator of these game rules amounts to a fundamental unfairness.

As in the first round, any choice would have led to loss.

The same applies to the second round, where the challenge can only be won if the challenger first holds the revolver, this being the mandatory survival route within these rules.

Devils exploit this game to rapidly bolster their own strength, indicating that in any game, they can always ensure a victory.

Therefore, the pattern on the gun clearly indicates which bullet slot contains the bullet.

Hence, barring a player determined to try like Baiyi, no entity could genuinely defeat the devil in this game.

Unless... like Baiyi, one gambles with knowledge of the answer.

Click~ click~

Baiyi fired two consecutive shots at his head; again, the sound of an empty hammer resonated.

This indicated that the next shot must contain a bullet!

Eugene’s expression shifted entirely, exhibiting an ominous aura, indicative of terrifying Legendary Power, but he couldn’t attack Baiyi within his self-designed rules.

Devils revel in watching others despair. Within the rules, even significantly stronger invaders could only rage ineffectively.

The despair meant for challengers was now fully transferred to the devil.

This embodies the fairness of the Devil’s Game, prohibiting inevitable losses and ensuring no one can violate the established game rules under Hell’s watchful eyes.

Even the most powerful devil.

The smile on Baiyi’s face persisted, as he aimed the gun at Eugene, ”I’m sorry, but this round, I still win.”