When the tomb-raiding world’s unbeatable trio, the Iron Triangle, stepped into a Rule Horror world, things suddenly became down-to-earth.
While others barely escaped the horrors, trembling as they tried to decipher the rules, the three of them strolled around as if they were browsing the market in their own backyard.
· Wu Xie: The rules? He narrowed his [Eye of Truth] and chuckled. “This energy flow and these structural weak points are less complicated than the feng shui formation in the Seven-Star Lu Palace.”
· Wang Pangzi: The supernatural? He pulled out a black donkey’s hoof, glutinous rice, a combat shovel, and... C4 explosives. “Trying to play dirty with me, Fatty? Ask my babies if they’ll let you!”
· Xiao Ge (Zhang Qiling): Taboos? He silently drew his black-gold ancient blade, his Qilin bloodline blazing like the sun scorching the sky. Any indescribable horror that faced him had only one possible ending: being cut in two.
Abandoned hospital? They blew up its morgue!
Cursed apartment building? They tore out its load-bearing walls!
Blood-red school? They changed its graduation rules on the spot!
When the Rule Horror world’s ultimate evil god descended and spread despair, Wu Xie took up his pen and rewrote the laws of heaven and earth, while Fatty set up a Vulcan cannon and blanketed the place with fire.
Xiao Ge simply raised his blade calmly and pointed it at the arrogant deity.
“Your rules don’t apply to me.”
“My blade is the only law.”
This is the story of three “Rule Reapers” who use the most professional tomb-raiding techniques to run wild and do whatever they please in the least professional horror world imaginable.
[Maximum power fantasy, high-octane from start to finish, utterly dominant. Come on in!]
