"Bai Liu flipped Hei Tao into the water!!"

The host was so excited that he danced with joy: "Spade quickly counterattacked, and used the whip to shake Bai Liu's ankle and dragged him down. Now both players fell into the sea!"

"Stimulate!"

"Fuck, fuck!" Mu Sicheng's hands and feet felt cold, and his teeth were shaking from clenching his teeth. "How long is this fight going to last?"

Wang Shun didn't dare to look at the big screen. He took a few deep breaths and looked down at the system panel to divert his attention: "Bai Liu's popularity is rising all the way. Now it has entered the top 50 and is ranked 48th."

"The odds between him and Spades have now dropped to around 4:1. The current rate at which our pool is growing..."

Wang Shun opened the panel, exhaled slowly, and said in a hoarse voice: "——Fifty times the number at the beginning of the game."

The data was horrifyingly good, but no one relaxed.

——This is the attention that Bai Liu gained by giving up his golden medal of immunity from death and risking his life.

Liao Ke stared intently at the sea water on the big screen, which was so deep blue that it was almost pitch black.

Bai Jiamu, who was standing next to him, clenched his fists on his knees. He let out a breath and asked, "Uncle Liao, do you think Hei Tao can beat Bai Liu?"

"It's hard to say." Liao Ke shook his head slowly. He smiled bitterly, "Ni Shen may be able to see some clues of victory or defeat here, but I can't."

"From what I can see..."

Liao Ke paused and said, "Half and half."

"Fifty and half?! That can't be the case! The odds in the venue are all 4:1, which means Spades has an 80% chance of winning!" Bai Yi exclaimed in surprise, turning his head to look at the pitch-black screen, stamping his feet anxiously, "Where are the people?! Can you turn up the screen brightness? I can't even see the people here!"

"Bai Yi." Bai Jiamu suddenly raised his hand to hold down the agitated Bai Yi. He looked up at Bai Yi's flustered face, his expression showing a determination to go all out. "If Spades loses, we must win the doubles match..."

Bai Yi subconsciously retorted: "Spades will never lose!"

"Spades can lose." Bai Jiamu took a deep breath and squeezed Bai Yi's shoulders hard. His expression was a bit stern that didn't match his age. "Those gamblers may think he can't lose, and they go crazy and insult Spades after losing. But we are his teammates, and we should give him the right and leeway to lose."

"If we can't accept his defeat, then no one in this world can accept his defeat!"

Bai Yi's shoulders slowly collapsed. He looked dazed, tears welled up in his eyes, and he muttered to himself, "...but this guy didn't bring a gold medal of immunity from death. If he loses, he'll die."

Everyone was silent.

"I'm just kidding!" Bai Yi took a deep breath and forced a smile, "If Heitao admits defeat and withdraws, then everything will be fine!"

No one responded to Bai Yi's words.

The smile on Bai Yi's face slowly disappeared.

Spades might run away when they can't win in the game pool because it's just a game.

But this person never pressed the exit button during the competition, even when he was stuck in the mud and almost drowned last time.

Spade is a monster who will not give up in the league, just like the [Exit] button in his system panel disappeared after the league started.

After a long while, Liao Ke lowered his head and spoke: "…Hei Tao was born in an environment that no one accepts. As teammates, we should not let him die in an environment that no one accepts."

“That’s too much.”

Bai Yi looked up at the rippling water patterns on the big screen with a blank expression. Tears fell down his face and he slowly opened his mouth:

"Then let's just accept Spade's death, okay?"

"...He hasn't even been to reality once."

The screen flashed, from completely dark to bright, and the two people fighting in the sea reappeared on the screen.

As the image became clearer, the audience screamed in amazement, and many people stood up and tried to get closer to the big screen to watch the scene.

The host jumped up and down wildly: "Here it comes! The moment of the final showdown has come!"

In the dark, turbulent sea, black and white bone whips crisscrossed and moved in all directions, like the bones of fish stripped of their flesh and skin, twitching rapidly beneath the undulating, turbulent sea surface.

Bai Liu had a bone whip wrapped around her ankle, and the whip was pulling her deeper under the sea.

"Spade's bone whip is dragging Bai Liu down!" The host held the microphone excitedly, "As everyone knows, Spade's bone whip is one of the best high-strength and high-judgment skill weapons in the game. The killer sequence spends millions of points every year on the maintenance of this bone whip. As long as it entangles the opponent, it is basically impossible to get rid of it!"

The red headband was pulled loose, and Bai Liu's long hair instantly spread out in the sea water. Bubbles came out from between his lips and teeth, and with a cold look in his eyes, he swung the whip with his backhand, turning it into a knife, and chopped at the place on his ankle where the bone whip was entangled.

"Is Bai Liu trying to chop off the bone whip with a dagger?" The host said, "This is a rather low-level judgment. This is basically impossible."

The short knife in Bai Liu's hand did not stop at all, and he slashed it cleanly and sharply.

A thick line of blood melted in the water at his feet, and the bone whip that was originally wrapped around Bai Liu's ankle fell into the deep sea.

The host was stunned when he saw the ankle that fell into the sea: "...Player Bai Liu cut off his ankle?!"

"He successfully used this to break free from the Spade Player's Bone Whip!"

Bai Liu took the antidote, and his severed right foot bent outward and grew out twistedly. Most of the blood on his face disappeared, and he floated to the surface of the sea and took a deep breath. Heavy rain fell madly on Bai Liu's face.

He closed his eyes and breathed hard, his long hair falling below his shoulders and spreading like ink in the water.

The next second, something suddenly rushed out from under the sea.

Bai Liu swam swiftly on the sea, and the black whip seemed to create a huge wave as it slashed across Bai Liu's side, leaving a finger-wide blood mark on Bai Liu's right face and tearing the clothes on his right shoulder.

Blood dripped from Bai Liu's cold face, spread out, and melted into his long hair that was scattered on the water.

Floating on the sea, Hei Tao held a whip in his hand. He looked at Bai Liu with a blank expression. His hair was soaked and stuck to his ears and forehead, covering his eyes.

He raised his hand, and the whip swung fiercely in both directions, opening the water surface and heading straight for Bai Liu's face.

The whip brushed past Bai Liu's left side and cut the long hair on his left shoulder. Bai Liu took a deep breath, lowered his head and dived into the deep sea.

Spade followed closely and swam very quickly underwater with his legs together, looking like a black tiger shark hunting, so fast that his face was left out of the shadow.

"Wow! He's chasing me so closely!" The host excitedly hammered the fence. "As expected of Spade! Opponents who have played against Spade say that he has the shadow of an aquatic animal on him, and that he can fully exert his offensive advantage in the water. Now it seems that this is true!"

"Bai Liu has absolutely no power to fight back!"

"What nonsense!" Mu Sicheng was so angry that he rolled up his sleeves and tried to climb onto the arm-hammer host. "What a stupid commentator!"

Tang Erda forced him down: "You can't attack him from here."

On the big screen, Bai Liu was about to be grabbed by the waist by Hei Tao who was chasing him all the way.

Bai Liu turned away and looked at Hei Tao who was swimming right above him. At the moment when the two men looked at each other, Hei Tao swung out the whip without any hesitation, trying to wrap it around his waist and pull Bai Liu over.

The moment Hei Tao's whip was about to touch his waist, Bai Liu dodged like a fish, turned over and swam downstream.

"Dodged it!" The host clenched his fist and cheered, "Good move!"

Mu Sicheng also clenched his fist and shouted: "Awesome!"

Mu Ke let out a sigh of relief.

Liu Jiayi clenched her fists against her chin. She stared at the big screen and pursed her lips. "Looking at Bai Liu's current movement speed, he should be using Mu Sicheng's panel, the fastest among us, and it's in full speed mode."

"But this mode can only last for five minutes."

Mu Ke was stunned.

Liu Jiayi raised her head and looked at the big screen: "If Bai Liu can't finish the game within five minutes, he will be in a completely passive state."

On the big screen, water ripples and bubbles rolled together.

Passing through the shallow sea downwards, the color and ripples of the water disappeared, becoming calm, as if the wind and waves on the surface did not exist. Bai Liu dived downwards in the deep sea, his eyes looking straight ahead, and not far behind him was Hei Tao who was also diving downwards.

Hei Tao stared straight at Bai Liu, without shifting his gaze even once, as if in such a vast sea, Bai Liu was the only person worthy of his full attention.

A warm white light spread from the depths of the sea.

Bai Liu quickly swam to the side with his feet, and swam towards the place where the white light came from.

He swam to just above the white light, then stopped moving. Like a fallen leaf, he slowly floated down. There was no expression on his face. Only his pitch-black eyes reflected the white light that seemed to be breathing on the bottom of the sea, and the man at the center of the white light.

Tawil seemed to be sleeping, with his head hanging down, his hands, feet, and eyes entangled by countless silk threads, his silver-blue curly hair and bloodstained white hunting clothes fluttering underwater.

On his chest hung the inverted cross pendant that he had exchanged from Bai Liu. It emitted a warm halo under the sea, illuminating his face which was blurred by the silk threads. The deep blue sea water created layers of ripples and light and shadows on his face.

Looking up along the Tavel threads, the other end of the thread is the sea shrine that remains motionless on the sea surface in the wind and waves. Tavel is suspended under the ship by these threads called pain, becoming an anchor to stabilize the ship.

The moment they saw Tavel, the system panels of Heitao and Bailiu popped up at the same time:

[System prompt: Congratulations to player Spade for finding the most painful sacrifice (Tawil). Please sacrifice to him before the stormy night of the evil god festival passes! ]

[System prompt: Congratulations to player Bai Liu for gathering the spirit and flesh of the evil god together. Please offer sacrifice to him before the evil god sacrifice night passes! ]