Versatile Mage

Time was running out, and Movan realized that the game would never be as simple as it was to feed the spirit, especially when he saw that hostile “chess” existed at that level of terror.

Behind us, in the dark forest, people are coming out of it.

They also stepped onto this earth chessboard, but their condition was very different from that of Movan, and almost all of them were forcibly transferred to the "SS" chess table.

As you can see, they should all be magicians.

Sulu is a long river of darkness carried out near the Asian Magic Society in the city, and the proportion of magicians among those tens of thousands is very high.

But it is also predictable that those non-magician travelers, unless they are lucky enough, have little hope of coming out of the dark forest.

Dark Forest, equal to screening a group of combatant travellers.

And these travellers, they were all settled on guard chess.

Almost a thousand people, just one chess game.

Eight chess boxes, with nearly 10,000 travellers, make up the second row of the entire board's "Guardian Army" man-wall, and look away from the hostile 100 + Rin Dogs of Hell!

Although the number of human beings on this side is to prevail, Movan does not believe that the two sides are perfectly equal in strength.

Travelers vary in strength, but there is a little bit of Movan noticing that these travelers are not exclusively Dubai residents washed by the Sulu Dark River...

There seems to be other parts of the world where they accidentally fall into darkness because of some weird technique.

Tens of thousands of people, naturally some learned people, want to get out alive, so someone immediately passed on the rules of the board to others.

From being overwhelmed at first, to gradually beginning to discuss how to deal with the three dogs of Hell, the people who are in Hell may not know each other, but rarely begin to unite.

“Why is that man standing alone on a chess table?” Naturally, someone found Movan.

Chess is very large, equivalent to 10 football fields, in this empty space, but only Movan is alone, naturally curious about others!

“Is there no one else?? ”

“There's really no one else, just him! ”

“He is alone, representing the Bishop? ”

“It's not fair, it took thousands of us to form a guard chess position. Why did he occupy the bishop's chess position alone? Can he do it?! ”

People began to talk about things, but feared Movan.

Being able to stand alone in the cardinal chess position is absolutely powerful with a thousand enemies!

“Boy, you know, different chess, different walks. We are the SS, which means we can only keep moving forward and kill those three hell dogs.” An elderly one-eyed man walked to the border position towards Movan Dao, sitting on the most central chess grid.

“I know, but who's gonna play chess?” Movan asked.

“The Dark King, of course.” The one-eyed old man said.

“Something doesn't make sense.” Movan said.

“Let's all work together to get out of here alive.” The One-Eyed Old Man showed kindness.

Movan didn't answer, but pointed at the hostile board...

At this point, a new piece of chess was placed in the hostile position, which seemed to correspond in a straight line to Movan, that is, the enemy's “bishop”.

His body was red, his armor was smooth, and the three dogs of Hell were only beneath his leg, which was as long as a sharp sword and a sickle blade.

Scorpion Medusa!!

That's the most powerful race in Egypt.

Those travelers could not help but breathe in when they saw that the bishop of the other side was actually Medusa the Scorpion.

Medusa the Scorpion is only one small level below Medusa, the strongest snake-haired Scorpion King, and possesses the same terrible evil power in Egypt that can easily destroy a city.

Take a look at the scorpion Medusa, the sneaky, evil Rin, that fluttering demon with soft legs, take another look at his chessboard, a young man with a clear eyebrow...

Since it's a chess game, how can you not reciprocate on both sides!!

The one-eyed old man has been sighing.

Even more desperate are those who mourn with the SS Chequery.

Hundreds of Rin Cursed Hell Triple Dogs.

Eight Dark Swordlords!

Scorpion Medusa in an evil temple!

The chessboard isn't completely set up yet, and it feels like it's on the road to death.

“Almighty Dark King, please give us some powerful chess players too!” Countless people are begging.

Now that you've fallen into this position, no one thinks you can live comfortably. To escape from this place, killing is no problem, you can't give people a little hope??

As of now, the gap between the two sides is too wide.

But if the “chariots”, "queens” and “kings” were all fierce, they would barely accept them.

Soon another bishop appeared in the hostile camp.

It's a white widow with white, bloated poisonous glands and thin spiders!

In certain “black” levels of the world, there are rumours of white widows coming out of human life reserves, but people have no idea about this dark creature, because exposure to it has become a trophy for white widows full of spider silk caves.

A Medusa, a white widow.

The two main evil “bishops” of the rival camp were formed.

Movan looked to the right and wondered who the other bishop was on his side.

He should also be the most powerful human being, either accidentally caught up in the long river of darkness, or he would have wandered around in this dark place a long time ago.

Same as just one person.

The man was wearing a shabby long shirt, his hair could be tied together, the face of the Europeans, and his nose beamed up.

“Seems to be the only way out of this killing game…” The long-haired Europeans looked so desperate that he noticed Movan's gaze and turned here as well.

There are other chess slots between the two of them, but it doesn't affect the sight and conversation of people at this level.

“Hey, kid, can you tell me why this place is getting so lively all of a sudden, stealing the elders' utensils like me?” Long-haired Europeans asked.

“The Asian Speaker of Parliament committed suicide bombings and practised a wicked law in Dubai City, dragging all the people there here.” Movan explained.

“There is such an evil way... But, okay, okay, there are more people, only the Dark King can have fun, and when the Dark King has fun, we have hope.” Long-haired Europeans say.

Another light red screen appeared between Movan and the long-haired European.

Movan and the long-haired Europeans looked at the only “queen” position.