The Devil’s Cage Chapter 83: chess piece
A bite of blood sprayed on the chessboard.
Black and white are suddenly covered by scarlet, and the damaged chess piece that was scattered on the chessboard now looks like the ruins of the ruins.
"No!"
"I will not lose!"
The man who manipulated chess piece growled in a low voice.
Even if the face is covered by the system, the timid person will be able to realize the ugly and crazy face of the other party at this time.
The timid person stood up without hesitation.
He is ready to leave.
For him who just lost three disobedient skeletons, leaving is the best option.
Otherwise...
Looking at the scarlet chessboard, the timid person shrank his neck.
He didn’t want to take his life.
"Our cooperation ends here."
"Devil Flame is not something I can provoke."
"Hope... we can have other cooperation next time."
After the timid man paused, he continued.
But inwardly, the timid person never thought of the next cooperation.
Because, he does not think that the other party can survive in the hands of Devil Flame.
After speaking such words, the timid turned around and left.
The room filled with shadows instantly flooded his figure.
"End of cooperation?"
"You never knew that after you entered this castle, you couldn't end it."
The man who manipulated the chess piece ignored the blood at the corner of his mouth. The other person raised his right hand while speaking, and squeezed violently.
Poof!
Like a watermelon landing, a scream swiftly passed away, and a mass of flesh just floated over and landed on the chessboard.
"Sacrifice!"
"I will sacrifice this flesh!"
"I want to reverse the situation!"
The other party’s voice echoed in the room filled with shadows, and the chessboard infested with blood immediately shimmered.
Such light shines through flesh and blood.
No!
Accurately speaking, covering the flesh and blood, under the light of the light, the flesh and blood quickly disappeared, just like being swallowed.
And when the last spot of flesh disappeared from the chessboard, a blood-red chess piece appeared in the opponent's hand.
"Now!"
"Let me reverse it together!"
Speaking, the other party pressed the blood-red chess piece **** the board.
Pap!
Excessive force caused chess piece to issue a snapping sound after touching the board.
But...
Nothing happened.
The blood-red chess piece stands in the center of the chessboard, and Motionless moves.
"How could this happen?"
The man who manipulated the chess piece stared at the blood-red chess piece, his eyes dull, and his mouth muttered to himself.
"Why wouldn’t this be the case?"
"Do you really think my that personBoss will do nothing, and step into a strange castle?"
"Or do you think my that personBoss really just came to drink beef soup?"
The joking voice suddenly sounded.
Then, one arm rested on the shoulder of the man who manipulated chess piece, making the other person unable to move.
"You, you..."
Feeling the power on his arm, the man who manipulated chess piece stared in horror at someone who didn’t know when to appear.
It's secret, it's unknown.
According to the truth, no one can come in at all.
After all, there are no doors in the conventional sense.
"Me?"
"Of course I walked in."
"Although it is very strange, but for me, it is really no different from going home."
Superior Evil Spirit looked at each other with a smile, and at the same time, looked at the surrounding shadows.
At the moment, these shadows seem to be normal, but in the eyes of Superior Evil Spirit , they have already seen something hidden in the depths. They are stretching their bodies to prepare their teeth and claws.
Superior Evil Spirit shrugged.
"Someone will be smart again."
After finishing this, the arm resting on the opponent's shoulder waved.
Poof!
The chess piece man’s head flew into the air in a spurt of blood in his chest.
The both eyes of this head is staring round, full of unwillingness to be with Wrath.
Because, until this time, the other party found out that the **** chess piece was still in his hands and did not fall on the chessboard.
iIllusion!
It's not rookie's opponent. He reacted quickly.
But what's the use?
Life is gone.
Pap!
The head of the chess piece man just fell to the ground, and the things in the shadow were about to move. The Superior Evil Spirit didn’t even look at it. It picked up the **** chess piece held in the other hand, and then took the chess board again. Up, the whole person disappeared in place.
It's mission has not been completed.
The guy who was killed in front of him is just that.
The real enemy is still deep in the castle.
As for the man who manipulates chess piece?
Everything the other person thinks is in control.
But it's just chess piece.
A guy who just got Advanced and got a peculiar item and became arrogant and arrogant. Eventually, he died under his ignorance.
Superior Evil Spirit gave the other party a very sincere evaluation.
Similarly, ‘Swordsmith’, who was shadowed by a sword and pierced his shoulder, also gave himself a very sincere warning in heart.
Never owe others favors!
Feeling no pain in the shoulder wound, ‘Swordsmith’ smiled bitterly.
There is bound to be pain when there is a wound.
There are wounds but no pain, only two possibilities.
First, the weapon that caused the wound was poisonous.
Second, the person who caused the wound has other ideas.
Either way, ‘Swordsmith’ is considered terrible.
Like the sword that his shadow just gave him.
Almost when he pierced his heart, he experienced Intuition after countless times of danger. After doing his best to carry out dodge, he still hurt his shoulder.
Moreover, such damage ignores defense.
The armor, inner armor, and even force field Shield on him are useless.
It was just pierced by his shadow with a sword.
It's like giving yourself a sword.
Even worse, after giving him a sword, his shadow disappeared like this. Under natural light, he had no shadow at the moment.
Witch curse?
Fiend trick?
Inferno suture?
Guessing one after another, ‘Swordsmith’ tried to use his own way to solve the problem at hand.
However, they are all useless.
Holy Water, Exorcism Silverware, Peachwood Charm, etc. have no effect.
On the contrary, his heart's uneasiness is getting stronger and stronger.
Leave!
Leave now!
Otherwise it will be completely over!
The uneasiness of heart is urging him.
Even if there is no shadow, leave immediately.
‘Swordsmith’ followed heart’s voice and began to retreat.
But when he just moved, the street behind him disappeared.
The inner city of the castle in front of me opened the door in a creak of the winch.
A dark man came out.
The dark counterpart has no facial features, but the breath is unusually familiar.
‘Swordsmith’ almost recognized the other person’s first sight.
No one knows him better than him.
Because that is his shadow!
Just after stabbing him with a sword, his shadow disappeared.
The dark shadow paused, it seemed that there was laughter, and then, just raised his hand out of thin air and pulled out a shadow Longsword.
The tip of the sword points directly at ‘Swordsmith’.
‘Swordsmith’ frowned.
Not only because your shadow draws toward you, but also because the surrounding scene changes again as your opponent draws his sword.
Into an ancient arena.
The venue is wide and has high platforms on all sides.
The sound of **** cheering sounded loudly.
"Kill him!"
"Kill him!"
"Kill him!"
One after another, the shadow of ‘Swordsmith’ moved as the high-pitched cry was like a wave.
It reversed the tip of the sword and thrust it towards its left arm.
Poof!
The shadow Longsword crossed the shadow's left arm.
Then, a mouth appeared on ‘Swordsmith’’s left arm, and blood was flowing.
Different from the previous no pain.
At this time, the real pain instantly reached the deep of ‘Swordsmith’’s brain, making ‘Swordsmith’ breathing stagnant.
Next, ‘Swordsmith’ both eyes were all widened.
Because, at that moment, the shadow of ‘Swordsmith’ stabbed more than ten swords at his body.
Every sword avoids the point.
But every sword has abnormal pain.
A painful hum, unstoppable.
After the people around the platform heard such a cry of pain, the cheers became louder and louder.
"Kill him!"
"Kill him!"
"Kill him!"
Once again, the **** cry rang out.
There is no shadow of facial features, just like a real person, walking around the arena, it walks and shows its body pierced.
Every time it brings tremendous pain to ‘Swordsmith’.
And when the shadow went around the field for a week, ‘Swordsmith’ was half kneeling on the ground, and there was no good flesh on his body anymore.
But ‘Swordsmith’ did not die.
The path he chose was doomed to his tenacity and vitality formidable.
Also doomed his adaptability.
The shadow pierced his body again, but the difference is that this time ‘Swordsmith’ did not cry out, not only did it not cry out, but stood up again.
"It turns out this way."
‘Swordsmith’ whispered to himself.
As he spoke, he walked towards his shadow.
Returning the shadow of to flaunt one's strength around at the last moment, facing the close ‘Swordsmith’, he became shy and flinched.
The ‘Swordsmith’ who saw this scene grinned.
"You can cause damage to me, but you have no ability to cause fatal damage to me, so you will choose this way to kill my will."
"After all, once I believe that I am a loser, with the addition of Illusion Realm, you may kill me!"
"Or..."
"Replace it!"
The last sentence, ‘Swordsmith’ came out.
And, in this roar, ‘Swordsmith’ grabbed his shadow by the neck, as if he were throwing a sack, pouring the opponent on the ground fiercely.
"The guy hiding inside, come out for me!"
Boom!
The earth seemed to tremble.
The shadow is broken.
It appears again at the foot of ‘Swordsmith’.
Everything around disappears again.
'Swordsmith' appeared again in front of the inner city of the castle.
However, he didn't catch the guy who scarred him.
Squeak, squeak!
Just when ‘Swordsmith’ pulled out to treat potion, the inner city’s door opened again, almost instinctively, and ‘Swordsmith’ hid his body into the shadow on one side.
Wheeling, helling.
In the sound of wooden wheels, a prison car was pushed out of the inner city by someone.
Looking at the people in the prison car, ‘Swordsmith’ eyes narrowed.
That person is Decoman!
Although the system conceals the face, the breath ‘Swordsmith’ will never be forgotten.
However, looking at Decoman in the prison car, ‘Swordsmith’ was somewhat hesitant.
"Is this another trap?"
Subconsciously, ‘Swordsmith’ rubbed the brass ring.
......
After paying five bowls of beef soup coins from White Jake, Kieran walked out of the restaurant.
"My that person collaborator is dead."
After walking out of the restaurant, White Jake said suddenly.
"Collaborators?"
Kieran looked at the white skull.
"It is Contract Owner."
"However, our contract is special, and there is no order component, so I call it a collaborator."
White Jake explained.
Kieran didn't speak, looked at the other person quietly.
He believes that the other party’s sudden words are not intended to explain such a sentence.
And the fact is the same.
Under the watch of Kieran, White Jake continued.
"My collaborator is dead. I can’t stay in this city anymore, nor can I return to the original world. I can only die according to the rules."
"But I don't want such a silent death."
"So, I want to sign a new contract with you~IndoMTL.com~ Of course, it will not be the kind of cooperative contract, but a real Follower contract. Your strength is worth my loyalty."
White Jake said like a knight, kneeling on one knee, with his right hand clenched on his chest and heart.
"Oh."
Kieran said aloud that he understood, and then bypassed the other party and continued walking forward.
White Jake was taken aback.
Undoubtedly, Skeleton never thought about this situation.
People get an Follower for no reason, such a good thing, there are still people who will Motionless heart?
"Sir, I am willing to serve you all!"
White Jake reiterates again.
And this time, Kieran didn't even bother with it, so it moved towards the inner city.
"Sir, be careful, there..."
White Jake was overwhelmed by the movement of Kieran.
Although it does not really understand the castle because of cooperation, it still knows some dangerous places.
For example: near the inner city gate.
But then the sound of White Jake stopped abruptly.
Crunch!
The gate of the inner city slowly opened, and a figure walked out of the gate respectfully, saluting toward Kieran: "Boss."
After saluting, Superior Evil Spirit straightened up, put his hands on the chessboard and **** chess piece, and looked at Kieran with a pleased look.
Superior Evil Spirit is waiting for praise.
Of course, the afterglow of the eyes is looking at White Jake.
The meaning of this is simply obvious.
sarcasm!
Look down!
If it’s not Kieran in front of you, Superior Evil Spirit will definitely step on White Jake under your feet and question the other party loudly. Like it is so capable, it’s all Slave Contract. Why do you want a Follower contract for a skeleton because you grow White?
Bah!
Te shameless!