Ghost Arena: Dead End Unlocks Charming

The exile car ran over the bloody and rusty Netherworld Road. Lu Zhao touched the black cloth on his right eye - there was the scar where the family was massacred ten years ago and the power of the Netherworld gnawed away. Three days ago, he picked up half a blood-stained jade tablet in a mass grave. That night, eighteen rotten corpses crawled out of the ground and bit off the chains for him. "In the thousand-year dead game arena, the living soul enters the game, and the dead game pays for life." When he stepped onto the ring with the cries of the undead, the bronze lamp tree illuminated three hundred hanging coffins. Each coffin was filled with half a corpse - the upper body was a living person, the lower body was bones, and the bloody chess game was still stuck in the throat. Nether's eyes suddenly became hot, and he heard the ghost of his victim shouting in his ears: "Young Master Lu, this arena is not for you to live!" The Nether Eye, which can only be opened three times a day, can reveal the memories of the dead souls, but it cannot reveal the deeper conspiracy. When he summoned the undead to solve the problem, his soul power flowed away like sand, but the more he investigated, the more shocked he became - the death methods of all the murders were exactly the same as the night when the family was wiped out. The weirdest thing is the tomb-keeper girl who always makes tea in the corner of the chess game. Chu Li twisted the bone chess with her fingertips and smiled, the red mole at the end of her eye was like a drop of fresh blood: "Do you think it's a dead end? The dead souls in this field are all bargaining chips for the living." The blood moon rises and the dead weep. Lu Zhao crushed the last bone chess piece, and the black cloth on his right eye was lifted by the wind - in the empty eye socket, the blue ghost fire was devouring something. Is this game breaking a thousand-year deadlock, or is it a game within a game between the living and the underworld?