The Fallen Knight is completely dead.
Han Zhan and Gongyang Jin's points pressure suddenly eased.
There are two hours left until six o'clock, when the points leaderboard disappears.
Han Zhan picked up the fallen identity card and, together with Gongyang Jin, sat cross-legged on the ground and immediately began to regulate their breathing.
The zither tune of Fu Xi Zither's "Clear Heart Powder" played gently, washing away the resentment and fallen aura accumulated in their hearts.
At the same time, it purifies the surrounding air, making the area once covered by the fallen world bright again.
"Frog has played all his cards."
Han Zhan, while recovering, grinned and sneered.
Fallen Knights, clones, rogues, all the cards Frog could play have been played.
Even if he has hidden trump cards, if he doesn't choose to play them now, it's assumed that he doesn't have them.
"Since he's run out of cards, isn't it our turn?"
