Fantasy World Transmigration Chapter 158: Chessboard Apple
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The buzzing sound and **** smell echoed in the air lightly, from the disappearance of the black shadow to the appearance of the red arc, the time was just a blink of an eye, until the old mage ’s body fell down, and not many people responded. . All that remained in the eyes of the young mage was the deadly streamer, and he couldn't even recall the swordsmanship like clouds and water.
Almost in the shortest time they can react, the rippling red light flows out of the dark shadow ’s hands, and the defense of the mage ’s armor and magic items is like a piece of red under the red light. Tissue paper is just as fragile. Just at the moment of piercing the skin, he was deprived of life and soul.
The crimson light blade carries powerful energy, and the original magic flow is bound to form this crimson crystal blade, which has a powerful lethality, and the mysterious shadow is like a phantom.
Chen Ang stepped on the standing water and pierced the heart of a guard from a tricky angle. The concussive Force disrupted the balance of the two fighters who were in front of him. It was just an angle adjustment that allowed the two Pierced each other's body. The light blade reverberates gently, sinking into the roster of a rogue behind him.
No hesitation!
Chen Ang slipped into the darkness, jumped between the two planes along the shadow plane, and in a short moment, calmly jumped in dozens of shadow coordinate points. The light blade on his hand turned into a red lightning wrapped between his two fingers, splitting in the rain, entangled, like hundreds of hair-like filaments, waving along the right hand of Chen Ang.
The young mage only turned around at this time, he saw dozens of red glowing silk threads, following the shadow of the trajectory. It disappeared in the deepest part of the shadow. At this time, the guard who was passed by the light blade like a string puppet fell down with a bang.
Until the body fell, no one shouted, "Enemies!" A loud horn sounded on the tower, which awakened everyone in the Deepwater Castle. Everyone was orderly, and many casters joined in. The city guards did their best to block the red arc.
The Chen Ang is like a wandering between the shadows. He can appear from the most unexpected places. Even a shadow the size of a nail can become his jumping coordinate. The mages tried their best to stop him, but the dimensional anchor could not hit the figure of Chen Ang at all, and the teleportation limit spell had no effect.
The light blade flipped and shook a little red flower in the air, then a thousand points. Ten thousand points, shining in every place where Chen Ang flashes. A complete red flower represents the simplest round of light blade change, one stretch, one buckle, one grid, one twist. Can always cut off the guards' weapons and drill into their chests.
Arcane has no effect, either evaded easily by Chen Ang, or destroyed by the light blade, and dissipated into the invisible, the light blade composed of the most pure original magic, even arcane with stable spell structure, Pick it up when not excited. It can reflect most enchantment spells.
The guardian formation of city guards cannot be said to be incomplete, the guards ’loyalty and fighting will. Nor can it be said that it is not tenacious. They have achieved the best and reasonable layout within their own knowledge system and wisdom, the spellcaster's spell counter and spell response, and even the spells they remember are carefully arranged.
But this has no effect. It just seems more powerless.
"I hope you can keep restraint!" Chen Ang emerged from the shadows, following in his footsteps. A large circle appeared on the square and moved with it. He calmly swept his eyes from these young and firm faces and said in the clearest voice: "Out of the attitude responsible for your life, I hope You can make choices out of your will ... "
"It has nothing to do with honor, it has nothing to do with mission, when it comes to force majeure, it comes from its own choice? Is it to maintain this order, or to choose another possibility?"
"Survival, or resistance?"
Red magic filaments are wrapped around the necks of these city guards. These tough magic threads can easily cut human skin. Everyone knows that as long as Chen Ang fingers move lightly, everyone ’s head will be Landing.
But no one spoke.
"My Lord cares for me!" These warriors raised their heads arrogantly and slowly, their eyes met with the deep eyes of Chen Ang.
"Despicable unbelievers, ridiculous clowns under the glory of the gods, our lives may be deprived of you, but our souls will rise to the kingdom of God and will always accompany our Lord. Into the dust, but our souls never succumb ... "
"Do you think your thoughts, your will, your soul belongs to you?" Chen Ang spread his palms, and a bronze ring reflected the dim glare.
"But it is not!"
Ding!
The ring fell to the ground, rolled forward along the beautifully patterned marble floor, and finally hit the boots of a city guard, stopping.
The ordinary bronze ring attracted everyone's attention.
A big rough hand picked up the ring. He gripped the ring tightly and felt a kind of unprecedented fulfillment. Then the clasped ring in his hand was snatched by someone!
"This is the ring under my feet!"
The guard wearing boots exposing his teeth threatened: "Do n’t steal my ring! Thief!"
"That's my ring! It's mine!" The guard who was robbed of the ring was very annoyed. He hit the same robe that snatched his ring with his sword handle until the blood flowed from his head As noted, the hand tightly held loosened. The guard broke his own robe's hand fiercely, and the guard who snatched the ring, regardless of the light wound on his head, held his right hand.
"This is my Darling, it's mine! Ah! ..."
The greasy soldier broke his finger fiercely and snatched the bronze ring from the finger joints. Soon all the people forgot the existence of Chen Ang. They only had the ring in their eyes. It gets intense ...
Until the first person uses the weapon in his hand, only two breaths have passed, and the sturdy guards can point the knife at the hands trying to own the ring.
Everyone has an extreme desire for a ring, but they have not lost their reason, or they still have the ability to think. But when this ability is used wholeheartedly to satisfy a need, maliciousness occurs. When the first person had the idea of "killing others, the ring is mine ~!", This maliciousness was put to the maximum.
The first person to wear a ring on a finger. Encased in a thick black mist, he began to use this mist to control the city guards who attacked it, causing them to draw swords against the people next to him. The fighting started between the two groups, and their swords were as firm and sharp as ever. But to his own robe.
Not only did they not make them crazy and confused, but they made them more rational. They calmly analyzed tactics, thought about the situation, observed the weaknesses of their comrades, and even formed alliances and united. But their core will is only one "to seize that ring", they can sacrifice everything for this.
Chen Ang left the Deepwater Castle! Because the result only needs to wait.
Betrayal and desire {desire. Greed and killing, more terrible than crazy, is selfish reason! The battle at Deepwater Castle lasted for a long time, from dusk to dawn, not many people died, because the intelligent and sensible contenders, when they found that their lives would be threatened. There is a bottom line consciously maintained.
They will eliminate competitors and ensure that they cannot return to the ring battle. They will formulate rules of the game to protect themselves from harm, so most people will only lose their opponents ’ability to move.
In the castle, it ’s not a sane killing, but everyone has become very smart. They have exhausted all the means they have learned to compete for this ring, but they will also choose a temporary compromise. Even cheating. They release their inner beasts. To chase it. But the beast is cunning.
Cunning enough to learn to compromise and give up.
Order, destroy order, deceive, betray. Violence, alliance. In a short night, the Deep Water Fort presented a political drama, a city guard and a city sentry that exhausted all their potentials and exhausted all conspiracies and tricks. They are smart, they are cunning, they are like jackals wandering in the net.
In this farce, the dark side of humanity is played.
They are all fighting to become the final winner. This is a war of nearly a thousand smart people. There is nothing that cannot be given up. Even the ring can be compromised and temporarily given up. Everything is to become the last one to hold the ring. people.
These people have no knowledge of themselves and become top political masters. Chen Ang provides them with extremely advanced theoretical education and ideological works from other worlds. In order to compete for the bronze of ‘power’, they used all their means to fight against people, use and be used, betray and form alliances, calculations and tactics.
Under the surface restraint and order, there are countless invisible and dark and **** guards who are getting closer to normal people, and they are devoted to learning everything Chen Ang instills, including the great realism work "House of Cards" "Workplace Politics". They were positively aware of the weaknesses of human nature, and they organized several teams in a small deep-water castle.
They used the worst malice to speculate on others, but reason kept them in a relatively stable and safe order. They cherished their lives. They established a set of effective rules of the game, and then they were running. Do your best to cheat and overthrow these rules. What these people have done is politics.
This game of power did n’t end until three days later. More than three hundred people were buried in the garden of the Deepwater Castle forever. Some of them had a knife in the back, some fell into the water, and some were executed collectively for violating the rules.
The Archmage Ilminster imprisoned the ring and restored everyone to calmness, but the charm can be lifted, can the polluted soul be? Going deep into the dark side of human nature and learning the most cunning political conspiracy, these ordinary guards have also become extremely dangerous. Lies are like their mother tongue, and disguise is like their skin.
Even in Drow, they are the most outstanding masters of conspiracy. The aristocrats of Deep Water City are younger than the winners of these games, like children, even if Ilminster looks smart and sober in the face Looking at it, I feel fear in my heart. (To be continued ~ ^ ~)
PS: This chapter is supposed to be yesterday. It recommends the Blade of Void's "Fantasy World Traverse Rule" and "Restart High School"