"Come." Boss Rabbit squinted his eyes, a crazy smile leaked from the blood-red seam: "My dear two kings."

In its hand, a strange light flashed.

Then, on the chessboards of both sides, the players except the king all burned with blood red and dark blue flames. The flames burned brightly, as if they wanted to turn their bodies into ashes.

"——Use your wisdom, hold the sharp sword that represents the king's way, and walk on the most correct path! The sacrificed partners are just stumbling blocks to the highest position. You are the king and... the most glorious.

And the most sensible——"

The corners of its mouth grinned in an extremely upward arc, and the next moment, the smile was so gloomy that it was almost breathless:

"--King of the world."

The barrage surged for a moment:

【This, this rule!?】

[If you die on the world chessboard, you will really die. This is forcing both parties to let their companions die!]

【No...this is a very realistic rule.】

[What should I do now? Su Mingan is actually the number one player, and I suddenly don’t want him to die.]

【Your Highness Aini...he shouldn't have fallen here.】

[Appropriate sacrifice is always necessary...]

【……】

Aini's eyes brightened slightly.

"Hans." His eyes matched those of his companions, and then he received a look of approval and reluctance. He clenched his fists tightly, feeling that a road full of light and ribbons was approaching:

"——Sacrifice the knight Hans and attack the red king directly!"

The next moment, the flames on Hans' body suddenly rose.

The tall man seemed to feel no pain. He grinned with a smile. He cast an encouraging glance at his king, and then turned into a dark blue energy wave, falling toward the opposite side like a meteor.

!

"——Sacrifice the clone to stop Hans!" Su Mingan immediately ordered.

The flames on the clone that had been following Aini like the god of death suddenly rose up. At the moment the flames ignited, Su Mingan also felt the same bone-deep, burning pain.

The next moment, the clone turned into blood-red energy and rose from the ground, rushing towards the blue light.

The energy wave formed by the clone collided with the energy wave formed by Hans. The red and blue colors connected for an instant, a violent shock wave erupted, and then they were annihilated at the same time.

"——Sacrifice the tower Celtic and attack the red king directly!" Aini's order was extremely decisive.

At first, he only thought that the opponent was an ordinary qualifier player. Even if he defeated the opponent, it would be nothing. There was no need to risk the lives of his companions.

But when he was forced to this point, his left arm was cut off, and he was witnessed by hundreds of millions of humans - the person in front of him was the number one player. He was surrounded by endless desire for the throne - this was the best stage, and

He will step on the first player's body to win.

There is nothing more wonderful than this, even if it means sacrificing the lives of your companions.

The blue light in Selt's hand no longer emitted. Instead, his body turned into the blue light that rushed towards the enemy king. He turned into a meteor that only shined for a moment, sacrificing his life for His Majesty's final victory.

Su Mingan looked at the mana he had regained and released his clone again.

His current spirit level is 16 points, and his mana value is 100+(16-5)*10, which is 210 points. The clone consumes 80 mana points at a time, and he can release two clones in total.

"——Sacrifice the clone and block Selt!" He ordered.

The rays of light connected in an instant.

The moment the clone touched the blue light, he also felt the pain and fanaticism of burning his life to deliver the final blow.

His eyes gradually became bloodshot, and the pain spreading throughout his body became more and more intense, not only physical, but also mental. In a short period of time, he continuously controlled clones that felt the same as his own, and used this painful way to die——

He is also torturing himself.

Aini's eyes made contact with Hubert for a moment. After reading the meaning in his eyes, he clenched his fists and gritted his teeth:

"Sacrifice...Bishop Hubert and directly attack the red king."

The voice was no longer so passionate, and even sounded like a cry.

"May you win." Hubert pushed up his glasses and spoke without any resentment. His eyes were always fixed on the blue king and his blond hair that was as bright as the sun.

The next moment, the flames suddenly burst into flames. He turned into a meteor and rushed over.

At the same time, Su Ming'an released the last clone that could be released.

"——Sacrifice your clone to block Hubert." His eyes gradually became distant.

The pain and burning sensation returned again.

For a moment he felt like a whale about to sink to the bottom of the sea.

The black and white chessboard in front of him gradually blurred in his vision. He gasped for breath, and the boundless pain burned throughout his body.

Red and blue light waves collided fiercely in the air, and then the two sides gradually fell into silence.

The kings and queens of both sides were looking at each other.

"Aini, my dear Aini." Qiaolia curled her blond hair with her fingers and looked at him with extremely affectionate eyes: "Promise me to become the ultimate king, okay?"

Aini looked into his eyes, and then, with great difficulty and silence, nodded.

The blonde woman looked at him and smiled.

"Sacrifice..." His voice was a little choked, but looking at the king opposite, he clenched the sword in his hand and said the next words almost as if he was biting the words:

"Sacrifice... Queen Qiaolia. Directly... attack the red king."

Blue light suddenly appeared.

Rush towards the red side.

Su Ming'an's always steady gaze gradually trembled.

... He has no clone to sacrifice, and no clone to turn into light to block the opponent.

On the red chessboard, there is only the king and his queen.

The barrage fell into dead silence. Everyone was watching this scene and didn't know what to say.

The black-haired girl stood in front of him holding a sword, looking at her king.

"It's your turn, Ming'an." Tears flashed in Yueyue's eyes, but her smile was extremely pure.

"..." Su Ming'an stood there, unable to move the arm holding the Emperor's Sword as if it was immobilized.

"Sacrifice me, sacrifice me, let me be your sharpest and most useful sword, let me be the dawn of your victory." The girl smiled, her tears couldn't help but fall from the corners of her eyes, and slowly flowed down her white chin.

, her hand holding the sword trembled slightly, but her eyes were as clean as a bright mirror.

Among them, Su Mingan's appearance was completely reflected.

"Give me your order - let me be what you call a [lighthouse]." Yueyue's tone was extremely pious for a moment.

Until now, she still doesn't understand the meaning of "Lighthouse" in Su Ming'an's words.

But this did not prevent her from seeing his almost obsessive pursuit of him. She wanted to be such a being and be able to illuminate his path forever.

...even if the price paid is death.

"Wait..." Su Mingan's lips moved a little.

"Everyone is looking at you." The girl bent her fingers slightly and touched his cheek, wiping away the embarrassing tears. She looked at him, her tone gradually became more solemn and deeper, as if she was speaking the most seductive and most charming words.

Sincere love words:

"Come - give the order, my lord."

【Sacrifice me, burn me.】

[Then, let me be...the most dazzling thing that falls from your head at the moment you win the final victory,

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