641 Bone Die (2/2)

If they wanted to dodge, they needed to move at least three stone slabs.

”Let's dodge it first.” Zhou Wen didn't know what the dice were, so he decided to avoid them. He would wait until he figured out the situation when he went further forward.

Six dice rolled past them amidst rumbling, and their step counter was reduced by four steps.

Clang!

The dice rolled all the way to the entrance and slammed into it. Then, they bounced back and landed in the open space inside the door. After rolling for a while, they stopped.

One two, three threes, one six, and one five—a total score of 22.

Zhou Wen and Liu Yun's eyes immediately looked at the street in front of them. The person with the red number, 22, at his feet was around the middle of the long street. He looked like an extremely muscular middle-aged man. He was tall and mighty, and his muscles looked like steel.

Everyone on the long street looked at him, and his face instantly turned pale. He looked extremely horrified as he shouted crazily, but unfortunately, his voice couldn't be heard. All they could see was his mouth open, but no one knew what he was shouting.

As he shouted, he ran crazily. However, no matter which stone slab he ran to, the stone slab would light up with the blood-red 22.

Boom!

Without any warning, the middle-aged man's body exploded like a split watermelon. Blood flowed everywhere.

However, the blood very quickly seeped into the cracks on the stone slabs, leaving not a single drop. It was as though the stone slabbed ground could suck blood.

The man on the throne spread his fingers and the six huge dice flew back into the air, shrinking amidst their flight. By the time they reached his hand, they had returned to their original size.

Holding the dice in his hand, the person looked coldly at the people on the long street. The throne slowly descended and eventually disappeared.

”That bastard. What does he treat us as? His toys?” Liu Yun gritted his teeth.

”From the looks of it, there's nothing wrong with that.” Zhou Wen stared at the building on the stone steps. There was no longer a throne or man there.

After watching for a while, Zhou Wen said, ”That fellow should be the most terrifying dimensional creature in Netherworld City. If we can kill him, we might have a chance of escaping.”

”How do we kill him? The rules of Netherworld City are set by him. We are just chess pieces on the board. How can we play chess with the chess player?” Liu Yun said with a bitter expression.

”That depends on whether he abides by the rules or not. If he abides by the rules, we still have a chance of defeating him even if he's a chess player,” Zhou Wen said.

”What if he doesn't follow the rules?” Liu Yun asked.

”Then we will have to think of a way to avoid the rules.” Zhou Wen looked at the person closest to them. There was still a look of horror on the person's face. From the looks of it, he had been frightened by the scene.

”Let's go and ask them what's going on here,” Zhou Wen said as he continued walking forward.

They weren't too far from that person. After killing a few Epic dimensional creatures, they finally arrived within ten steps of that person.