The light of the portal gradually dimmed, and finally became a clear air.

"Hyde, Blaze?" Mo Jun looked at the two of them who appeared out of thin air in surprise, especially the languishing flames made his heart tense, and he hurriedly stepped forward to support the crumbling girl. The latter shook his head and nodded again, as if he wanted to express that he was fine, Mo Jun couldn't see that she was being strong, and directly helped her to a clean place to rest, and then turned his attention to the gray-haired, revealing true face of the Hyde knight, who was good at observing words and feelings, and saw that this knight with a will to die had changed somewhere.

The two looked at each other for a moment, but Hyde, who had always been silent, asked in a muffled voice, "Can the curse on my body be lifted?"

"Yes. Mo Jun nodded and responded: "But I still have the strength to hold a sword." ”

Hearing the affirmative reply, the calm tall knight's body shook and began to tremble slightly, and it took a long time to calm down, and then he knelt down on one knee: "Your Excellency, let me be your sword and shield." ”

"Don't worry, get up first. Unaccustomed to the medieval way of expressing loyalty, Mojun waved Hyde to his feet and began to ask them what had happened to them. Lu Baifei was taking care of the flames who were not in good shape, and Ji Fantian and Zeke were also here, acting as guards on the periphery of the team. The team of five people actually got together, where is this? outside the maze or inside the maze? Mo Jun silently glanced at the puppet child who brought him over, waiting for the latter to explain to everyone.

That's right, everyone. In addition to the Mojun team, there were more than 20 people present, and it seemed that most of them were trialists from the main god space, and a few of them who were dressed differently may be the aborigines of this world. Thinking of this, Mo Jun smiled self-deprecatingly - is he himself an aboriginal or a trialist?

There was a familiar face among the aborigines, and Mo Jun glanced at him, nodded and then looked away, focusing on the others. He found that there were really many acquaintances present, the trialist Zheng Ming who played with a sledgehammer, and the summoner trialist were among them, and they all brought their own teams, and the rest of the scattered trialists knew that they were rookies who had just entered the embers or even the ashes level from the momentum alone, except for one person!

Rhodes stood proudly on the clay stone demon that was as tall as a mountain, glanced at Mo Jun who was looking at him, and after bowing his head slightly, he returned to indifference.

No wonder these trialists with hearts higher than the sky are so quiet, it turns out that there is a strong man like Rhodes who is notorious and suppressed, otherwise I don't know what the scene will become. At the same time, Mo Jun noticed that the rest of the trialists were led here by another swarthy puppet child, who had two horns and a stiff expression, as if he didn't like to talk to people.

The black puppet child suddenly said loudly: "Everyone has arrived, be quiet." ”

The voice was not loud, but it was cold and thorough, and it seemed to project the words directly into the hearts of everyone. As soon as the words fell, Mo Jun saw two clusters of light suddenly appear in the center of this scene similar to an underground cave, one black and one white, and out of it came a powerful existence - it was the demon Asahir and the angel Astephen. The former glanced at the audience, his gaze stopped on Mo Jun for a moment, and then quietly moved away, only a wicked smile surged on the corner of the demon's mouth.

[Warzone Mission: Nameless Fire (Partial)]

[Description: Destroy all the weirdness at the bottom of the Lamb Labyrinth, and guard the Eye of the Array until the Trialist with the Ice Aura arrives.]

Mission Limit: Must be completed within 3 days, and the Formation Eye must not be destroyed, otherwise the mission will fail, and 2000 points will be deducted for all participants

Objective: - 256/256 remaining enemies

Rewards: 4000 points, 500 merits, 5% Warzone Contribution]

The Faceless Angel stood proudly above everyone, ignoring the intention of the next refiner, so Asahir laughed twice and stepped forward: "According to the agreement with a certain big man, this place, that is, the Netherworld Array suppressed by the Labyrinth of the Lamb, will be open to you, but since there are a lot of weirdness here, you will have to spend some effort cleaning them up." Of course, if your own strength is not good, it is better to watch from the sidelines, otherwise it will not be time, but your life. ”

How could this guy who looks like a demon have such a good heart?Zheng Ming and the summoner trialist glanced at each other, and they both saw the puzzlement in each other's eyes, and Mo Jun suddenly realized in his heart when he heard this. Sure enough, the corners of Asacher's mouth showed a hint of cunning, and the momentum on his body also changed, as if it was a bottomless abyss that was seductively deep.

"Let's play a game. ”

...

According to Asacher, when he opened the seal of the Eye of the Formation, hundreds of strange things would pour out of the gap in the seal in order of weakness to strength. Under the control of demons and angels, the weird will not rush out of the seal directly, but will "get free" in batches. Each batch of Weird is made up of 16 Weirdos of similar strength, for a total of 16 batches of Weird.

Asacher stretched out his dark and thick arm and raised a finger: "Rules of the game." First, I will give 15 pieces, and only those who hold them will be able to participate in the game. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a circle of black light appeared on the demon's chest, and Asacher waved his hand to drive them to the crowd. Only then did Mo Jun discover that the black light cluster contained delicate chess pieces (note: chess). The chess pieces, which seemed to be driven by the demonic will, stayed on top of the trialists' heads, and several of them flew directly in front of the eyes of several trialists.

Mo Jun frowned slightly, and took off the half-foot chess piece floating in front of him. I saw that what Mo Jun was holding was a black knight's chess piece. In chess, the "knight" is a lightweight piece, less valuable than the "castle" and "queen", and comparable to the "pope", and is characterized by great flexibility, and the offensive can often surprise and find another way.

Turning his head, Zheng Ming, who was holding a heavy hammer, was given a "castle" chess piece, and the summoner trialist was given a "Pope", and the other chess pieces were not moved, but the "queen", which symbolized the highest power and authority, already had its belonging. The person who held the "Queen" chess piece in his hand was none other than the strongest of the trialists, a necromancer with strength close to the Li Huo level, Rhodes.

"15 chess pieces?" Blaze regained his ability to move at some point, and came to Mo Jun's side: "According to the rules of chess, there should be 16 chess pieces on each side, and the remaining one..."

"Wang Qi. Mo Jun took over the topic and thought thoughtfully: "I don't know if the demon and the angel want to intervene or something else." Then again, how are you doing, and can you still fight?"

"Cut, it's just a small injury, really Miss Ben is a weak chicken?" The girl's voice was still a little weak, but it seemed that it was no longer a big problem, she held her hands on her chest and asked Mo Jun, "What do you think of this game." ”

"There is no conclusion for the time being, wait for the demon to finish the rules of the game. ”

Asacher looked around, laughed, and continued to raise a second finger: "Rule 2: The game uses a total of 64 labyrinth rooms 8x8 as a chessboard, and the person holding the chess pieces will fight the monsters teleported into the chessboard. The way the player moves on the board is determined by the type of piece he holds, and he or she is not allowed to act without permission. ”

"Rule three. The demon licked the corners of his mouth and stretched out his last finger: "All chess pieces must obey the orders of 'Wang Qi', and those who do not obey the orders... Die. ”

After the three rules were said, there was silence on the field.

Out of the total fifteen pieces, four have already reached the hands of the trialists. The remaining pieces are eight "soldiers", one "castle", one "bishop" and one "knight". But these chess pieces were not enough for the rest of the people, and there were seventeen people on the trialist side, and four aborigines, which was ten more than the chess pieces. The second is the quality of the chess pieces, although the chess pieces in the hand do not show any attributes, but everyone knows that there is a difference, if according to the rules of chess, each chess piece has a corresponding value. In chess, horses and rooks are often referred to as "leptons", and post-rooks are referred to as "barysons". If the value of a soldier is set at "1", then the value after it is "10", the value of a rook is "5", and the value of a horse and elephant is "3", and the king is of course priceless. Of course, whether it is a game or a game at this time, we must not be confined to the value of chess pieces, but must be analyzed on a case-by-case basis, some pieces occupy an advantageous position, and their value will definitely increase, and in the same way, the hadron is in a disadvantageous position, and its value will decrease accordingly. For example, a rapidly rising soldier must be worth more than 1.

It's just that no one can guarantee whether the "game" in the mouth of this demon is really like real chess, with absolutely hard rules.

Due to the distribution of the chess pieces, the trialists had to gather to form an impromptu meeting, even if Zheng Ming had a previous conflict with the summoner trialist and Mo Jun, he knew that the overall situation was the most important at this time. The four natives also participated in the meeting, but since most of the participants were trialists, they looked a little weak.

“... As I said before, support classes should abandon this game so as not to lose their lives. This game should be played by trialists with strong individual combat ability, so that the pieces can be distributed more reasonably. "The one who was talking in front of everyone was the summoner trialist, whose name was Lu Hao, although there was some truth in what he said, but there was also a reason why there was no auxiliary professional in his team.

"What Lu Hao said makes sense, and I agree with his proposal. Zheng Ming, who was familiar with Lu Hao, said on the side: "Only two places in our team are enough." "Zheng Ming's team has a total of four people, so half of the team members directly gave up the game and the benefits it can bring, which is enough to show Zheng Ming's sincerity. The rest of the trialists nodded in unison, and they all said the number of chess pieces needed by their team, and several scattered trialists saw this situation, and looked at each other helplessly: they were not the powerful necromancer Rhodes, how could they dare to open their mouths to compete for opportunities with these powerful trialist teams.

At present, half of the chess pieces of the eight "soldiers" have been divided, and the other "Bishop" chess piece has fallen into the hands of the captain of an unknown team of trialists, Zheng Ming and Lu Hao are competing with others for the remaining "castle" and "knight" chess pieces, but no matter how they are distributed, they seem to have left a team intentionally or unintentionally. Mo Jun still didn't understand the abacus in the hearts of these two people, as long as Lu Hao and Zheng Ming showed their hostility to Mo Jun's team, the rest of the trialists would also be happy to see the situation and these three teams would fight each other, maybe they could have a few more chess pieces to distribute.

Mo Jun was not angry, because in addition to their team, there was also a neglected force present, perhaps the most important force to be reckoned with.

The necromancer, who was sitting on the stone demon's shoulder, turned his head sharply, a trace of solemnity appeared on his pale handsome face, and then the mountain-like stone demon suddenly raised his arm, only to hear a violent grinding sound, and a deep furrow appeared in the giant palm made of tough clay.

In the space where the sword qi was crisscrossed, one of the four aborigines slowly paced over, and the young man in a cyan robe holding a peachwood sword smiled and twisted a few chess pieces.

"I'll take this 'knight' and two 'soldiers'. ”