The prop's time was up, and the chains disappeared as Xu Huo returned to the ground, smiling, "You're really unlucky to have drawn me. Hand over the note."
With his life in his hands, the male player had no choice but to soften his stance, dragging his feet as he took something out of the luggage compartment.
Xu Huo raised his eyebrows, "If you really can't produce it, I can help you."
While speaking, the "Eye of the Deceased," only half-open, was already in his hand.
The male player twitched at the sight and had to throw the note at him.
A very ordinary piece of paper, torn from a larger sheet, had no text but a drawn pattern of a person with severed arms and legs arranged inside a circle, beside which was marked a "13".
13 was the order in which Xu Huo had entered the villa.
"You're sure you want to kill based on just this pattern?" he said, "The instance's requirement for passing is just finding a small piece of paper, right?"
