Versatile Mage

The board has been completely set up.

Suddenly there is a question in Movan's mind.

Since it is playing chess, who is the Dark King playing chess with?

Could it be him and himself?

Points playing chess??

Soon, a dark sound appeared in the position of the hostile camp, wearing a cloak like a mountain, and a semi-neutral body could even float with the wind.

Can't see his true face, only a pair of blue eyes, staring at the board with a little anticipation and excitement.

That's the Dark King??

The chessboard is set up, so the chessboard player is in place.

I can't feel the oppression on that guy, it's more like a ghost, and this Montenegrin cloak has not brought hostility to anyone except for the feeling of staring at him that causes some fear to rise from within.

It's like, he's just here to play chess, nothing else.

“Should be a big part of the Dark King.” Asaria whispered to Movan.

“Has anyone ever seen his true face?” Movan asked.

Asaria shook her head.

The Dark King has countless identities, his identities can even come to the normal world, his behavior has always been very strange, he can not feel his greed, aggression, ambition, but any magic of darkness is related to him.

From time to time, he gives some seemingly powerful dark forbidden techniques, sometimes accepting the sacrifice of all dark magicians, and from time to time catastrophes, plagues, provoke wars in some small countries...

Forever indefinite and awe-inspiring.

A big part of the Dark King, he stood at the enemy camp as a very serious and focused chess player.

His blue eyes on those chess tables seemed to be analyzing the strengths and weaknesses on both sides, more thinking about how to go down the chess steps.

“The Dark King is on our side, great, the Dark King is on our side.” The magician on the cloud has a joy on his face.

The Dark King is the chess player on their side, which means the Dark King will surely want to do everything possible to win.

“We are so lucky that we are on the side of the Dark King.” Others also smiled.

“So who's the other chess player, hopefully a fool, so we can get out of here alive. ”

……

Movan has been watching his side of the chess player.

The chess pieces represent mainly the laws of strength and strength. If you want to win, it is still important to see how the chess player manipulates. If you encounter an intellectual handicap, send the king to the enemy chess pile from the beginning, then how many black dragon emperors on their side are useless.

Movan turned around and waited for the chess player to show up.

Finally, a beam of light composed of a gloomy blue firefly fell behind the chessboard, which was also a very majestic half-naked figure, and from a physical standpoint, it should be a human being.

To be sure, the shadow of the other person is so tall that it uses some kind of chaotic method to project the person to the opposite side of the Dark King like a projection.

But when Movan looked up repeatedly and saw the face of this projection's body, his chin almost dislocated because it was too big!

How is he!!

This is the one who plays chess with Dark King!!!

Why is that?

Movan was shocked for a long time and his eyes never removed from this chess player.

At this point, the chess player seemed to notice Movan's gaze. He waved to Movan with a bitter smile. "I tried my best to keep you on the same side, but whether or not I could survive or not I could see it. ”

……

magic du

There is a small garden under the South Wing Magicians Condo.

In the middle of the garden lay a small pebble and marble pavilion, a man with a slightly pale face sitting on a stone stool, his eyes staring at the stone table.

The stone table is very strange and smooth like a mirror, except that the image presented is not a reflection, but a chessboard. There are places on the chessboard that are densely lined with people, and there are places that are independently depicted by a dark creature that doesn't know how many times more.

It's like a walking chessboard with humans, monsters, demons, but it's obvious that these are not models, they're real creatures, and they just show up a few times smaller.

The man coughed and he looked a little weak.

“Mulberry, what are you doing? You're so badly wounded, how can you not rest?” A passing member of the South Wing Mage looked here, like, and asked.

“Nothing, play chess.” Mubai waved his hand and sent the man away.

Opposite Mubai, a half-naked shadow, like a man over half a hundred years old, chess fool, staring at the chessboard, serious!

“You picked the pieces you wanted, so I'll go first, all right?” The shadow of half nothingness spoke.

Mulberry did a favor.

……

Darkness,

The chessboard earth, Movan feels that his brain is a little underused again.

The man who plays chess with the Dark King is Mulberry!

What's the situation?

Why did Mulberry have an affair with Dark King?

“Explain before it starts.” Movan asked the Mulberry projection.

“Didn't I die once? My soul was taken away by the Dark King. He asked me to play chess with him, and if he wins, he takes my soul, and if I win, he lets my soul come back.” Mubai said.

“No, we traded the quartz for your life?” Movan said.

“I lost.” Mu Bai was bitter and didn't go on for a while, "The Dark King didn't want to let me go, let alone lose chess. Then you gave him Shi Quartz, and he was happy, so I told him that we didn't set the rules before playing chess, was it one game to win or two to win? We in China like two to win three games to prevent players from losing because of tension. ”

“Two games later, I won. That's why I'm alive.” Mulberry continued.

Movan opened his mouth and did not expect Mulberry to spend that time in the coffin, his soul had such a wonderful excitement with the Dark King.

“What's going on now??” Movan said.

“Obviously, he now has the chips to play chess with me again, and the last time he lost, he wanted to win back.” Mulberry said.

“What chips??” Movan doesn't understand.

But after that, Movan realized the answer.

What chips?

Of course this chip is yourself!

He fell into darkness, and the Dark King knew everything. He told Mubai that he was now in his death board and asked Mubai if he would kill another game of chess with him.

Dark King doesn't like chips, he likes to exchange, which is his rule of conduct for many times.

“Hey, hey, I love this friendship. But if you lose, your souls will belong to me.” The Dark King opened his mouth and sounded a little like an electronic synthetic sound, giving a strange feeling.