Against the background of the vast sea of ​​stars, black and white grids intersect.

There seemed to be countless stars twinkling around, and then gradually dissipated into silence.

The kings of the red and blue sides, holding on to the emperor's sword that symbolizes the supreme command, use the beliefs and lives of those around them as chess pieces, and engage in a fatal confrontation in the eyes of millions of creatures.

World chessboard, world stage.

Under the gaze of hundreds of millions of humans, the eyes of the young man and young man in red and blue royal robes met in the air for an instant.

The clone held up the sword, and the armor on its body made a sound of metal collision. It started to move a certain distance towards the enemy area.

Facing Su Mingan's eyes, Aini's eyes gradually became serious.

——He seemed to have misjudged the opponent's combat effectiveness quite bizarrely.

It's still the kind with a big offset.

"Tower." Aini ordered: "Attack the enemy king directly."

【Tower】The chess piece is the only one that can attack the opponent on the spot without any movement.

Ani also understood the restrictions of the rules - as long as you kill the opponent's king, you can win.

In other words, he didn't have to worry about this clone with ridiculous combat capabilities.

A blue light flashed on Tower Celt, and then a staff appeared in his hand.

A blue halo gathered at the tip of the staff, and Selt stretched out his hand. The halo suddenly flourished, and a blue flash of light flew into the air.

Su Mingan watched the light jump in front of his eyes.

[——HP-120! (Spell resistance!)]

With up to 16 points of spirit, the damage of this blow is not as high as expected.

However, Aini's eyes lit up. He saw the decrease in the blood bar of the king on the opposite side - Su Mingan had not added any physical points. His real blood volume was probably only about 500, and there was no bishop chess piece that could restore blood. Aini only needed

It can be won in five rounds.

Aini seemed to see the dawn of victory.

"Guards, move forward." Su Mingan continued to issue the same order. The guards had a short marching distance and were still some distance away from the opponent, so they could not directly attack.

"——Tower, attack the enemy king!" Aini raised his arms and shouted.

A shining blue halo flashed by.

[——HP-120! (Spell resistance!)]

There are two hundred and six blood left.

"Guards, move forward." Su Mingan still issued the order, as if he couldn't see his dangerous blood volume.

The clone took a step forward, crossed the boundary, and entered the enemy's territory.

"Tower, attack the enemy king!" Aini still saw victory waving to him.

A blue light lit up in Selt's hand, and then fell on Su Mingan again without any resistance.

This time, the blue light that flew out was particularly bright, and the long tail it dragged out was like a meteor. It looked like a critical strike at first glance.

Blood overflowed from the corners of Su Ming'an's lips.

[——HP-130! (Spell resistance! Critical hit!)]

The chance of a critical hit is low, but there will be extra damage when it hits. By coincidence, this hit hit a critical hit.

Su Mingan's blood volume is only 130 points.

As long as the opponent attacks again and gets another critical hit, you can win with one blow.

The digitized blood volume allowed Su Mingan to roughly know how injured he was now. Spell attacks were not as explicit as physical attacks, so that his body would not be covered with blood. However, he seemed to hear every bone and blood vessel in his body screaming. He only needed to

It can completely collapse in one go.

His live broadcast room has become a mess, with some supporters and fans of Aini’s team coming over to curse:

[Brother Ming An, come on! No matter what the result is, we support you!]

[The blood volume is only 130. It seems that I can only block one or two times, but there is a whole team of people on the opposite side...]

【There is no hope, it’s cold.】

[I thought I was some kind of strong challenger, but it turned out to be just a clown trying to please others.]

[It’s quite funny. Is this enough to become His Highness Aini’s opponent? 】

[That’s enough for you! Why are you holding on to the problem of the matching mechanism? 】

[It wasn’t because this Su Mingan acted like a great guy, what about now? Haha.]

【I want to see how this kind of person can come back.】

【……】

Su Ming'an looked away from his dangerous health bar, and then his eyes gradually became fainter.

"Guards." He looked at the clone that was approaching the enemy bishop and gave the order: "Advance."

The guard moved forward again and finally reached the enemy chess piece, waiting for the next round of attack.

On the blue side, Hubert, who was wearing a sacred robe, raised his head and saw the clone of Su Mingan, who was very close to him, stopping just in front of him.

This round, the opponent is already so close.

In the next round, Su Mingan's command to attack will cause the clone to chop off his own head.

Hubert's usually calm face showed a rare hint of nervousness.

The clone holding the big sword in front of him clearly looked like a student, but it looked particularly terrifying in front of him.

It seemed that with a flick of the sword in his hand, his head could be chopped off neatly, causing a large splash of blood.

Hubert didn't have a sword, so he couldn't block the opponent's attack. He was bound to die when Su Mingan gave the order to attack.

"Tower, attack..." Aini's lips moved, and then he met Su Mingan's calm eyes.

Su Ming'an's health obviously only had a certain amount of blood, 130. He would truly die as long as he received another critical hit from the tower.

But...can the tower's next blow really hit him hard and kill him completely?

Once he cannot be killed, the other party will order to behead Bishop Hubert completely.

Do you...do you need to risk Hubert's life for this shortcut?

Aini's original excitement was hesitant.

He was thinking that as long as he asked Hubert to retreat and dodge the attack, it would be too late for him to let the tower attack again.

…Anyway, it’s just one attack.

Aini raised his eyelids and met Su Ming'an's calm gaze.

The opposing king's face was expressionless, and the Emperor's Sword in his hand was hanging by his side, as if he could no longer support the weight. However, it was clear that he seemed to be immersed in this life-based game.

Telling him:

——I bet your next blow won’t be a critical hit.

Su Mingan was gambling with his life, Hubert's life, and Ani's pride.

Ani made a "tsk" sound of dissatisfaction from his mouth.

——He avoided that dark gaze.

Then, he frowned and felt a strange sense of fear surge in his heart.

He experienced that strange feeling of fear that made him feel a little heavy, and waved his hand to give the order: "Bishop - retreat!"

The moment the command was issued, he knew he had lost the bet.

...He did not dare to gamble Hubert's life with the life of the other king.

The other person is really a madman, he thought.

"——Guards, move forward."

Su Mingan continued to speak calmly. Since the bishop had retreated, the guards still needed to move forward to reach the attacking distance.

The armor on the clone made a clanking sound, and in the next step, he walked to Queen Qiaolia's side.

"Qiaolia..." This time Aini made up her mind much faster than before: "Queen - back off!"

Qiaolia took a few steps back, her back soaked with cold sweat.

The moment the boy's clone walked in front of her, she seemed to see the God of Death, waving a sickle and approaching her.

"Guards." Su Mingan's voice paused, and the next moment, flames suddenly burned in his eyes: "...move forward."

The clone took a step forward.

The next person to approach is the blue king, Aini.

Flames swirled slightly around Aini's body, and the flames burned into a piece of gauze, wrapping him lightly.
To be continued...