Infinite Corridor: Death Authority

Lin Huan's hand slipped. In the novice card drawing session of the Infinite Corridor, he accurately avoided all reliable options and ran into the forbidden sequence - [Reaper]. The system crashed on the spot, and erasure warnings resounded throughout the sky. The next second, the dungeon bosses collectively knelt on the ground, crying and begging him not to blow up the map. The Lord of the Undead City trembled and confessed: "What you are holding is not a card, but a permission key that can restart the world!" Before Lin Wan could digest this shocking misunderstanding, a whisper from deep in the Tarot had already arrived: "Are you finally here to take over my position?" Forced to work as an "intern at the Grim Reaper", Lin Wan discovered that his style of painting was completely different from other players. When others were struggling to survive in the terrifying dungeon, the core of the dungeon was trembling and asked him: "Do you want 'physical transcendence' or 'rule annihilation' this time?" When others are desperately trying to earn points to exchange for the ability, the ancient existence is making a humble contribution: "A little 'withering crystal' is disrespectful. Please stop staring at my world..." When others were carefully operating the Tarot sequence, the God of Death was lazily instructing in his ear: "The synchronization rate is too low. Come on, aim at the one who is unconvinced and swallow its core." However, as his authority increased, Lin Wan gradually discovered that the truth of the Infinite Corridor was far from what it seemed. Broken rules, lost taboo sequences, the quietly awakening ancient "Him"... And the final place that constantly urges him to go - the Corridor of the End. Holding supreme authority, he bears the eye of death. Every step Lin Wan takes affects the life and death of the entire corridor.