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March Into Hell

From that day on, secret realms descended upon the world. Bizarre creatures cried out for nourishment, and strange rules lay in wait for the fortunate. These individuals were lured by supernatural abilities and treasures, entering the game for wealth and power. Yet soon, they would go mad with the roles they played, consumed by the savagery. But he was different, always relishing the thrill of fear, savoring the joy of despair. In the razor-sharp twists of fate, "Fantastic, thrilling!" he exclaimed. Then he turned around, smiling and even more expectant— Striding towards hell. [Modern mysteries, rule replicas, heartwarming healing, Sbarazzi.]

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505 Chs

217 The timid gambler_4

"Heaven's will is unjust, he actually made it, that Secret Realm was like an Overlord bleeding money, letting him rake in 13 million in one fell swoop."

"Anybody with a slight sense of reality would know this is the luck of a lifetime and the best choice would undoubtedly be to stop immediately, retire and live a stable life managing finances, living out a relatively affluent life."

"But he was a gambler, unsurprisingly opting to go all in, threw everything he had to bid on a Dark Elf Coat, and managed to successfully put it on."

"Just when he thought he was going to be in high demand, things didn't improve much."

"Two years of stagnant marginal strength had already proven too much, far from something a rare coat could resolve, and the slightly decent teams didn't give him a second look, even if he was dressed in God's coat."

"It was at this point that the second Black Swan event happened."