All Chapters of THE SOVEREIGN GOD'S MORTAL VENGEANCE!: Chapter 71
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"Oil doesn't need to be taught how to fry, Young Master Edward," Lucas replied casually, cutting through the smug laughter of the man across from him.He tilted his head slightly, then snapped his fingers in the air with utmost elegance."Let's just begin. If your friends are truly as skilled as you boast, my five thousand dollars should have already moved to your table by now... instead of you running your mouth like a night market vendor."That direct, scathing remark instantly turned Edward's expression and his associates' faces grim. Edward's cunning laughter stopped abruptly, replaced by the grinding of teeth holding back fury."Damn it! We'll see how tough your tongue is once the cards are dealt!" Edward hissed sharply, giving a harsh gesture to the dealer. "Stop wasting time... Deal the cards, and open them right away!"Tap! Tap! Tap! Tap! Tap!The dealer immediately dealt the cards to each player without hesitation.Then shortly after... the dealer deftly flipped over the firs
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"Wait a minute! This makes no sense!" screamed one of Edward's associates, slamming his hand against the mahogany table. "How can someone go all-in without looking at their cards and immediately get a Four of a Kind?! You're definitely cheating, you bastard!"A flurry of whispers swept through the VIP crowd once again. The atmosphere, which had just been filled with awe, abruptly turned tense with the sharp accusations hurled by Edward's camp.Edward himself stood frozen, breathing heavily. His once-pale face had now turned a flush of blue from a mix of overflowing shame and rage. His murderous gaze locked straight onto Lucas, then shifted to the stack of gold chips worth over a hundred thousand dollars that still stood firmly before him."Cheating? This man didn't even touch his cards since the dealer dealt them!" interrupted Mr. Miller in a firm tone, siding with the facts witnessed by all the VIP patrons."Every eye is fixed on this table. If you accuse him of cheating, you're prac
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Lucas didn't answer right away. He slowly stretched his body, leaning his back against the black leather-upholstered chair with the elegance of a true sovereign. Beneath his calm expression, his pair of eyes suddenly flashed with an extremely faint golden glow—a ripple of magical energy imperceptible to the naked eye."God's Eye."In a fraction of a second, Lucas's vision pierced through the paper fibers of the cards in Edward's palm. He saw the Ace of Hearts and the Ace of Spades held by the man. Lucas then shifted his X-ray vision to the stack of undealt cards in the dealer's hands.There, the arrangement of the Flop, Turn, and River cards was clearly printed within the shadows of his mind:Diamond King, Diamond Queen, Diamond Jack, Diamond Ten, and Diamond Nine.A Diamond Royal Flush was waiting right in the center of the table.The faint smile on Lucas's lips widened, carving an expression of profound, chilling satisfaction. Edward's exalted pair of Aces was nothing more than usel
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A cold, suffocating silence instantly swept across the mahogany table. The confidence radiating from Lucas's aura was so thick that it managed to silence the noisy whispers of the VIP spectators watching around the gaming arena.Edward clenched his teeth until his jawline bulged sharply. His gaze narrowed with pure hatred, trying to find a crack of doubt behind Lucas's calm expression, which was as unruffled as the surface of a placid lake. Yet, he found nothing except absolute dominance.Edward's grip on the pair of Ace cards in his hand grew tighter until the edges of the paper were slightly creased."Ha! Still pretending to be calm at the edge of a cliff, you bastard?!" Edward snapped in a mocking tone, desperately trying to mask the anxious tremor that had suddenly surged deep within his heart.Edward leaned forward across the mountain of golden chips in the middle of the table, glaring at Lucas with wild eyes like a bloodthirsty beast."You think this cheap bluff of yours can sca
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Edward's eyes widened completely, his breath catching as if the air supply in his lungs had suddenly vanished. His entire body went limp instantly, his gaze staring in disbelief at the shining Ace of Diamonds resting brightly on the mahogany table.However, before Edward's sanity could completely collapse, Lucas moved his neatly suited fingers once more. With a terrifying calmness, he flicked his second card until it flipped face-up right beside the Ace of Diamonds.TAP!The Ace of Spades.The complete combination in Lucas's hand was the Ace of Diamonds and the Ace of Spades—the ultimate pair of cards perfecting the absolute Royal Flush layout on the table!"I-IMPOSSIBLE... AN ABSOLUTE ROYAL FLUSH!" screamed one of the VIP gamblers in the spectator rows, accidentally spilling his drink. "He's holding the Ace of Diamonds and locking down the entire game!"Lucas leaned his back comfortably against the black leather chair with the elegance of a king. He crossed his legs casually, staring
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The neatly suited dealer's eyes began to focus on the stack of cards in his hands. His white-gloved fingers shuffled the thick sheets of paper with practiced speed, creating a sharp shuffle sound that cut through the stifling, tense silence of the VIP room.However, amidst those agile movements, Edward gave a hidden cue.The fingers of Edward's right hand tapped the edge of the mahogany table three times rhythmically, followed by a sharp, narrowed gaze directed at the dealer. It was a secret signal—a dark agreement that Edward had paid heavily for beforehand to ensure the casino dealer would slip a winning card combination into his hands if things became critical.Realizing this, the dealer's gaze shifted subtly, nodding ever so slightly as a sign that he understood the command. With a smooth, manipulative shuffling technique, he began shifting the position of the key cards so that the highest combination would land right before Edward.Lucas, leaning back even more casually in his le
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Savoring the sight of Edward crawling on the floor with a blank expression and overflowing frustration, Lucas let out a cold chuckle. Retribution for past wounds, the agony of having his rights stripped away—it was now paid back in full through unimaginable financial devastation for his older brother. Over a billion dollars was not merely a pile of money; it was a colossal capital ready for him to multiply in order to crush Edward and his family down to their very roots.Without wasting a second, Lucas tapped his fingers against the table, watching the dealer slowly snap out of his hypnotic trance."Collect all those chips right now. Convert the whole amount into my exclusive casino account," Lucas ordered flatly.Still slightly dazed, the dealer could only nod obediently. With trembling hands, he swept up the astronomical mountain of chips under the envious and astonished gazes of all the VIP guests present.Lucas then stood up, gracefully smoothing down his suit jacket. He strode pa
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The gaze of dozens of high-class guests gathered around the roulette table and electronic betting boards instantly snapped toward the entrance. Lucas's resolute stride and Evelyn's elegance abruptly silenced several multi-million-dollar conversations currently underway.Yet, it was not merely the presence of the elegantly masked couple that stole everyone's attention, but rather what followed right behind them.A senior waiter in a black suit walked with slightly bated breath, his hands gripping a lavishly carved silver basket tightly. Inside that basket, stacks of exclusive chips with the highest face value emitted a dazzling golden and platinum sheen. The basket was filled to the brim, the peak of the chip stack seeming ready to spill over.The quiet atmosphere in the VIP number-guessing room was suddenly shattered by frantic whispers from the conglomerates and nobles present."Look at that... Good God, a whole basket full of the highest-denomination chips!" whispered a thick-mustac
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The scene continued."Lucas, you've really gone mad with a thirst for victory! Have you lost your mind?!" Evelyn scolded again, completely abandoning her elegance. She grabbed the lapel of Lucas's jacket, shaking his body with her face flushed with panic behind her gorgeous mask. "That's one billion one hundred and seventy-five million dollars! A fortune that could buy an entire company, and you just threw it away on a single roll of the dice?!""Calm down, Evelyn," Lucas replied casually, not even shifting his gaze from the metal dice container in front of him. "Your voice is ruining the aesthetics of this room.""Calm down, you say?! You want us to walk away empty-handed?! You just crushed Edward, and now you want to hand all that money over to this casino in such a stupid way?!" Evelyn pressed in a high-pitched tone, her suppressed hysteria finally breaking loose completely.Seeing the argument and realizing the potential danger if the "big prey" suddenly changed his mind due to hi
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Lucas just wore a faint smile, listening to the cheap provocation from the dealer. His golden-shimmering gaze swept across the entire surface of the green velvet-lined betting table, ignoring the baiting look from the black-suited man in front of him."Hehehehe... What a pity, this even-money game only doubles one-to-one?" Lucas chuckled softly, a cold laugh that sounded utterly dismissive."Such a waste of time. If I only play small-scale like this, when will I ever be able to drain your entire casino?"His eyes locked straight onto the row of specific numbers in the middle of the table—the Specific Triple area, or a precise three-identical-dice guess with a payout ratio of 1 to 180, the highest payout across the entire number-guessing table!Instantly, Lucas's words triggered a wave of noisy commentary from the tycoons surrounding him!"What did he say?! He wants to drain the casino's wealth?!""He's insane! He says one-to-one is a waste of time?! Is he aiming for a specific number