Everyone regards "the final place" as a desperate situation.
The rules here are twisted and cruel, the gods here are cold and ancient, and every corridor here is soaked with the blood and cries of the participants.
The first-generation players were trembling with fear, holding their heads and crying, squeezing the number plates in their hands with sweat stains, hoping that the leader with a goatee and a scorer would be extra merciful and allow them to survive for one more day.
And the moment Su Yue opened his eyes——
He yawned.
He is the reincarnation who has stepped into this Shura field for countless times. He is a speed player who knows every dungeon here by heart. He is an omniscient person who even knows the color of the underwear of the zodiac animals. He doesn't need to solve puzzles, sacrifice, or survive in despair——
All he had to do was say two words.
"Negative."
