Long Live Summons!

Without being overwhelmed, everyone's perception changed completely.

Previously, the spectators who thought Yue Titan had lost, all of them, emerged from the bottom of their hearts and minds: Hasn't anyone been born who can defeat Yue Titan in this world? The Orient, the Massacre, the Captain and the undefeated priests joined forces, and everything was in order, but there was still no way to take the boy.

No one can believe it's true unless they see it.

The immense supremacy of a talented man has fallen.

Next.

Who's next?

The captain's face was very ugly, and he felt the next bad luck, 90% of it himself.

Neither the inviolable supreme will of the powerful god nor the pride of being a super warrior will allow enemies to tease themselves like this in front of many audiences... The captain is eager to yell at Yue Titan: I am not a fish, I am not a lamb that you can slaughter at will if you want!

Of course, that sentence could not be roared out at the end of the day, because the current captain was a little heartless.

He asked himself to start the war head-on, not to possess the divine power of a virtuous talent and an indomitable opponent whose body was famous for its strength.

“Oriental.” The captain stared dead at Yueyang and did not dare turn back easily. Originally from the confident first guard of the central temple, he is now anxiously shouting the name of the East out of fear of a fatal blow from the hands of this incredible young man in front of him. At the bottom of his heart, he did not want to stand directly opposite Yueyang, but hoped that his strongest ally, Eastern, would come forward and lift the siege for himself. Apart from the East, the captain couldn't think of anyone else who could stop Yue Titan, a perverted level guy.

“Little thing, replace!” Only the Great Oriental Palace Master remains confident enough.

His voice dropped.

Originally transformed into a chessboard puppet slave slaughterball without self-consciousness, his whole body emitted a golden glow, directly directed towards the immense supremacy of severe trauma.

In an instant, the wounds of the two men were exchanged, and the monster slaughtered the jade to pieces of slag, and the previously severely traumatized immortality quickly recovered from the golden glow, as it had been in the beginning.

After standing up with no respect, the people discovered that his personal strength and flesh were renewed.

Even better than before the battle.

Seeing such a strange scene, people in the outdoor battle suck in a breath of cool air without realizing it.

His grandmother was a bear, with this ability to rule, who else could defeat the creator and master of the Oriental chessboard world in a world where the unique divine will operates?

No way!

Even if the Yue Titan is a hundred times more powerful and a thousand times more powerful than the Orient!

Or the more powerful temple supreme, in the world of chessboards, I'm afraid it won't be easy to say.

Because, this is simply not a power that can be defeated, it is a law of immense despair, a power that is completely in the hands of the Lord of the world, the East!

“How shameless!” Only now do men understand why the former Orient wasted his energy to resurrect the slaughter of jades, burial of tigers and roaches, and these scum became puppet warriors. So that's what this is all about! As long ago as there was no battle, the East arranged this step of dark chess, set ten ambush traps, waiting for Yue Titan to jump in.

“Oriental, you are truly the number one wise man in the Central Temple, admire, admire!” The demon emperor shook his head and sighed, and while the East was not the most powerful god, he was definitely the most terrible enemy compared to the heavenly realm.

“Is that what victory always means?” The double-headed dragon was pale as paper, his eyes muttering to himself.

Don't look, don't know.

At first glance, he realized that he was truly an ant, tiny.

It's really hard to retain a little self-esteem, to restore a little sense of superiority in some way, and to think that the whole thing doesn't collapse completely... How did this pervert come into being in this world? Just one, only two of them are so perverted, they're all so freaking crazy. Is there any other way to go?

He's not the only one who has this frustrating feeling of a double-headed dragon.

And almost all the spectators.

Except the monster emperor is fine.

The rest, all under attack in the East, were close to collapse, and IQ frustration was often more painful and powerless than power failure.

“Yue Titan, I think you have more than just a little trick?” At this time, the 'God of the Sky Slaughter' was hidden in the darkness, and his voice hummed in the shadows. His words gave a sense, like an invisible spike, drilled into his ears at the same time as his voice, deep into his brain marrow, and straightened the nucleus of his soul. Unlike the excited captain, he will not lose a little bit of vigilance until Yueyang truly fails.

“Jokes, replacements, but sculpture tricks. Who are you trying to scare?” Yueyang shrugged her shoulders, saying that all she had to do was kill three puppet warriors, such as Killing Jade, directly.

Everybody listen up. Eh, looks like there's a turnaround?

Is there an easy way to break the line in a bizarre battle that everyone seems completely incomprehensible?

Yueyang's chest reacted bambooshly, creating a curiosity for the spectators, especially the demon emperor who had a special interest in him before, but also looked at him with a smile.

“I totally agree.” Most surprisingly, Oriental agreed with Yueyang.

“Huh?” The man almost thought Oriental had taken the wrong pill.

“As long as you destroy the slaves of war, you can certainly escape the influence of the law, but, Yue Titan, what I'm trying to say is, you're not the first person to see this blossom. And after coming up with this rule, I haven't kept it hidden for thousands of years, and on the contrary, I've been fixing and changing it from time to time. Smart young man, you didn't think I'd take out a half-finished product to fight you, did you?” The Orient laughed very lightly, not without a backhand.

When he can exploit these puppet warriors, he knows the weaknesses of this approach.

So, the East then did a more eye-blowing move.

In the eyes of all, the Orient, before Yueyang took his hand, slaughtered the jade, the roaches and buried the tigers, the puppet warriors, and killed them all. If there is one other person in the world who can truly and completely kill the puppet warrior, then it must be the Orient himself as the creator and master of the chessboard world... However, before Yueyang took his hand, he used his vast divine power to destroy the puppet warrior slaves such as the slaughter jade. This move is beyond your comprehension.

Why is that?

Instead of protecting the slaves and hiding them, did the East kill them?

All those on the eastern side will remain undefeated as long as there are slaves of war, through the rule of law and replacement. One advantage of this magnitude, how can the East bury them with its own hands instead of exploiting them?

I don't get it.

No one at the venue can figure it out.

He also frowned tightly, including the demon emperor who torched his eyes before him.

What he didn't understand the most was not that the Orient had destroyed the Battlejade and other puppet warriors, but that the Orient had created the Battlejade and other warrior slaves, even though they were clearly strengths and weaknesses. According to the initial situation, the Orient did not need to slaughter the jade, the long roaches and bury the tigers at all, or even to enter the chessboard world, expelling them off-site, like all the observers in the outward appearance of the war… However, the Orient did not do so, but instead allowed the slaughter of the jade, the long roaches and the burial tigers to take part in the battle, taking part in the final step to the present.

Demon Emperor knows.

This inexplicable behaviour on the part of the East necessarily has some purpose.

This central temple is famous for its wisdom and resourcelessness, and the master of the temple in heaven has never done anything without merit.

However, in the eyes of the demonic emperor, in the wisdom of the demonic emperor, in the power of the demonic emperor, the mystery cannot be seen. There is only one thing that can be known to all now, and the East is very intentional, but no one can guess the truth.

What is the intent and purpose of the Orient to kill the slaves of war before Yue Titan does it?

One couldn't figure it out, so he turned around to see Yueyang.

I hope to see something on his face.

Yueyang's face, expressionless.

Neither surprise, nor frustration and anger, what people see is a calm as faint as water stop, as if many years ago he had already learned everything that would happen in the future, the look is quiet and peaceful... The captain looked, chilling, he thinks the kid is a dead chicken support lid, the surface is dead, in fact, the heart is scared to death!

Just under the curiosity of the endless expectations of all, the East spoke again.

“My dear friends, whether you are friends or enemies, thank you very much for your participation, and now I would like to say that I have kept you waiting. ”

“Let me solve the mystery! ”

“The truth is that this battle, the moment I wiped out the slaves, was the real beginning. ”

“Perhaps you've heard of the 'Volkswagen'. In a game of chess, buried early, waiting until needed, or most importantly, these ambushes appear and play a vital role in calming or reversing the entire battle.” The Oriental voice is a little light, just as the old hunter saw the prey in the trap and exclaimed ‘What a big fox, beautiful fur’. He may have seen the confusion and explained it in a good mood: "As you can see, I did not remove the slaves of war with my own hands, in fact, to kill them. In fact, as long as I, the Lord of the chessboard world, have the divine power, they can be reborn indefinitely. The reason I didn't let Yue Titan attack them was not because I was afraid that he would kill these slaves, but because I felt like wasting my time, I simply took them myself and removed them directly, making them abandoned. ”

“By abandoning the son, you must have got something out of it.” The demon emperor is very certain that the Orient will never do anything wrong.

“Yes,” Oriental laughed. "But the abandoned son was not meant to be acquired, but exchanged. When a vodka needs to come out of the dark, then it needs a good time and rules. I turned three warrior slaves into abandoned children and exchanged three early and ambushed chess pieces, which is why I did it all. ”

Make a few pieces.

And throw away these useless pieces.

Swap out some cards that you need and have been ambushed long ago.

This, this is the true truth, is what the East has always planned and laid out… Under the laws of the chessboard world, once the battlefield begins, it will not be possible to summon or even use any means to increase teammates, even if it is impossible to summon the lifeguardian warbeasts in the treasure book. But Oriental, the master of the intelligent and near-demonic chessboard world, took advantage of this rule, employing this abandoned method to unblock the important ambush that could not appear and increase access to the chessboard world battlefield from hiding.

All he paid was three unconscious puppet warriors.

Everyone knows that, once the exchange succeeds, it must be in exchange for the Orient's early ambush in this chessboard world that, once present at an important moment, will generate enormous energy and will be able to calm the battle and will surely be able to determine the 'vodka’ of victory.

It's just, who the hell are these ambushes?

Who are they all?

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Summon to resume updates, tentatively plan, twice a day.

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!

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