Chapter 234: All in One, Big Four Joy! A Dimensional Strike from Magu!

Roar—!!!

Clearly, not all carbon‑based or elemental beings…

…have that mental circuit to grasp the profound Dragon Nation heritage of playing Mahjong!

Especially the Lava Executioner seated at the East Wind position.

This epic‑level behemoth, its mind packed with magma and violent factors, had its mindset explode the instant black chains forced it onto the seat.

Not only the humiliation of being dragged to the table by a bug.

But also because it terrifiedly discovered—

That execution great axe, once brimming with destructive aura and capable of leveling a mountain, was gone!

"Die!!!"

The Lava Giant roared once, choosing the simplest way to break the stalemate—

Flip the table!

Ignoring the automatically rising wall of tiles before it, its hands transformed again into a new great axe.

It swung down fiercely at Magu, who sat at the dealer seat with a smile like blossoms!

Since the problem can't be solved, solve the one who posed it!

This is the logic of an absolute power wielder!

Boom—!

A heat wave cleared, the axe blade tore the air with ten‑thousand‑jin force, stopping a half‑inch from Magu's delicate nose tip.

Beside them, Wang Dongfeng was so frightened he nearly had a heart attack on the spot and instinctively shut his eyes.

It's over!

This show‑off is about to backfire!

Flaming hand shatters the blossom!

However.

Magu didn't even twitch an eyelash.

She simply extended two slender fingers, gently pinched a tile before her, and tapped it on the table elegantly.

Clack—!

The crisp sound of the tile dropping stood out starkly amid the brutal roar…

And it fully taunted!

"The fat guy who doesn't understand the rules."

"My arena... no weapons."

"What trash are you, daring to imitate my king?"

Wooo—!

The massive axe blade instantly shattered, turning in the blink of an eye into a Mahjong tile engraved with a big pancake pattern—

One Bamboo!

And this is only the beginning of the nightmare!

"Aaa—!!!"

The Lava Executioner wailed miserably to the extreme.

Pfft!

Its right arm, now a One Bamboo, exploded at the root!

Lava and black blood rained down, and before hitting the ground they turned into a Chip etched with red floral patterns.

"This is... the price of breaking the rules."

Magu propped her cheek with one hand, playfully blew at her fingertip.

"Once at the table, play the cards properly."

"Those who move hands and feet…"

"Big sister will chop off hands, you know~"

Dead silence.

The Thousand-limbed Sword Demon and Faceless Curse Master at the other two positions, whose bodies were still itching to move, instantly went rigid.

Though they are monsters with small brains, that doesn't make them fools!

This is the damn rule!

It's a karma that supersedes physical strength and makes no sense!

On this table, their power…

Was forcibly exchanged for luck and card skill?

This is a pointless game!

"Goo-dong."

Wang Dongfeng swallowed hard, his eyeballs about to pop out.

This damn thing can also happen?!

Physical attacks turned into One Bamboo?

Body turned into a Chip?

This ability…

Seriously, it's not even a performance, just a gimmick?!

"Magu, this realm... has something to it."

Su Ming, at some unknown moment, pulls out the Han Soul Unquiet Flag and leans against its pole.

Watching the three epic monsters become unusually obedient, honestly beginning to grab tiles with their huge claws, a smirk curls at his mouth.

"It's not just strong control."

"This incorporates the enemy's attack judgments, one's own attributes, and so on, all into her game logic."

"As long as you can't beat her in the game…"

"Even if you're several tiers stronger, you'll be stripped down to just a pair of underwear!"

Pervert!

Whirr… whirr…

On the massive table, the clatter of Mahjong tiles rises and falls, crisp and pleasant.

The scene is comical.

The three hulking monsters crouch, like a scolded young wife, carefully arranging and playing tiles.

The Lava Executioner, now with only a left hand, clumsily holds tiles, the flame in its eyes nearly extinguished.

The game progresses rapidly.

Or rather, Magu has unilaterally sped it up.

Pong!

Magu's beautiful eyes brighten as she knocks down the two One tiles before her.

"Thanks for the free meal, boss! This tile feed is spot on!"

Buzz!

The Rule chain activates again!

The Lava Executioner at the lower seat shudders, several rocks on its body are ripped off brutally.

Tear—!

It turns into Chips and flies to Magu's side.

"Roar…"

The magma giant looks like a feather‑plucked chicken, impotently raging!

"It's not over yet."

Magu's gaze flickers, locking onto the opposing Thousand-limbed Sword Demon.

This eight‑armed monster…

Just now, while everyone wasn't looking, it secretly used one of its lower hands to try swapping a dead tile.

Cheating?

Pulling this stunt in front of an expert?

How is that different from editing the Book of Life before King Yama?

Kong!

Magu sneers, her fingers pounding the table heavily.

"Eight arms, Kong!"

"Since you have many hands and like to fidget…"

"Then you don't need it!"

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

Four crisp sounds in a row!

The Thousand-limbed Sword Demon doesn't even have time to scream.

The four arms used for the Blade Storm snap apart out of thin air!

They turn into four emerald‑green bamboo‑shaped Chips, neatly stacked beside Magu.

"What the—?!"

Beside them, Su Ming and Wang Dongfeng both scratch their heads.

What the hell, is this even a card game?

This is clearly a slow torture!

Each chow, pong, or kong corresponds to a part of a monster's body or some ability?

Attack, limbs…

Bit by bit, this woman laughs and wins it over!

"That's a bit unfair, Karma stripping?!"

A golden glint flickers in Su Ming's eyes; through the Eye of Truth, he roughly discerns the essence of this move.

"This woman's talent… is higher than I imagined."

"As long as you don't know the Rule and aren't far above in rank, falling into this quagmire will surely be played to death by her!"

Found a treasure.

If placed in a game, its rarity would be SSR!

Su Ming feels a secret thrill.

This is not a mere decorative vase that only charms.

This is clearly a top gambler who, given enough Chips, can win you back an entire world!

So satisfying!

Time ticks by second by second.

The atmosphere at the table is now suppressed to the extreme.

The three Epic-level monsters now are missing arms and legs, a sight too horrible to bear.

The Lava Executioner, who was initially supremely arrogant, now has only a head and half a torso left.

The Thousand-limbed Sword Demon has become a Limbless Sword Staff.

As for the Faceless Curse Master who had been hiding in the black fog…

The black fog has been completely drained, revealing a disgusting body covered in tumors, trembling as it clutches the last tile.

It knows.

If this tile is played, it means death.

It wants to stall, to beg for mercy, even to surrender and lose half.

But under the gaze of those beautiful eyes, it has no right to choose.

Gambling Dog's end—

Can't not sit at the table, and even if seated, can't avoid losing everything!

Pat—.

The final tile falls in despair.

It is a Get Rich tile.

"Heh…"

Magu looks at the tile, and a smile instantly blooms at the corner of her mouth.

Stunningly beautiful.

"Watch closely…"

The tiles before her are slowly pushed aside by her.

"Pure One Suit."

"Big Four Happiness."

"And Kong Opens Flower…"

"A total of eighty‑eight hands, a full top‑rank."

Magu lifts her head again, her eyes now entirely a ghostly green, extremely uncanny.

"Hu!"

Boom—!!!

As those two words fall.

From three directions, uncanny green pillars of light strike down from the sky, instantly devouring the figures at the three seats!

"Hoo…"

Only a few extremely brief wails.

The three Epic-level monsters, each with different abilities…

They don't even have time or chance to use a technique; their bodies instantly collapse and particleize!

Like a pencil drawing forcibly erased by an eraser.

In the end, only a speck of green light remains, beauty beyond this world!

Buzz—!

The light fades.

The Mahjong table before them, the massive Mahjong hall, slowly becomes insubstantial and vanishes.

"Um…"

Magu hums low and leans backward.

Maintaining a domain of this intensity while also suppressing the counter‑attacks of the three Epic-level monsters.

For her now…

It's still too much of a stretch.

It has almost drained all the energy from her body!

Swoosh—!

A Black Shadow flashes by.

Su Ming instantly appears behind her, and with one hand steadily supports her slender waist.

His hand is icy cold, still trembling slightly.

"Wang…"

Magu opens her eyes; the face that was once rosy and charming is now as pale as paper.

But in those eyes…

They flash with the eager light of a puppy seeking praise.

"Am I impressive?"