Who is he? This was the first thought that arose in the minds of the trialists, and the next thought was, "He is so strong."

Zheng Ming only felt that a sword flower suddenly bloomed in front of him, and then the excellent quality plate armor on his body was cut in two cuts in a silent manner. Cold sweat and goosebumps only spread to all parts of the body after two seconds, I'm afraid that if it wasn't for that person deliberately controlling the power of the sword qi, the consequences would probably not be so simple.

But even so, Zheng Ming had to look at the young man who had cast his sword qi with a hard head: "Your Excellency, it's a bit unkind to do this... Belch! Halfway through the words, it was the man in Tsing Yi who came to him at some point, and the seemingly lethal peachwood sword was pressed against Zheng Ming's throat, forcing the latter not to dare to move in the slightest. Zheng Ming's teammates stepped forward one after another to surround the man in Tsing Yi, for fear that he would make a mistake and let the captain do something.

"Who belongs to the chess pieces, what you say doesn't count, what Mr. Demon over there says." The man in the green shirt put away his sword with his backhand, his eyes wandered, and he smiled impressively: "It seems that someone is the same as I think." ”

Zheng Ming turned back with difficulty, only to find that the "castle" chess piece that he and Lu Hao had been fighting for had disappeared, and the remaining "soldier" chess pieces were also missing, obviously someone took it. Mo Jun ignored Lu Hao and Zheng Ming's angry looks, and handed over the "castle" and "soldier" in his hands to Flame and Ji Fantian respectively. Lu Baifei, as a priest, obviously can't participate in this kind of dangerous action, although the bull head Zede is hard enough, but he lacks the ability to output, and Zede, who participated in the mission for the first time, lacks experience and equipment accumulation, and the probability of casualties in easy battle is very high, it is better to stay outside to learn a lesson, and he can also protect Lu Baifei, who has no ability to protect himself.

Throwing the last "soldier" chess piece in his hand a few times, Mo Jun raised his head, and his eyes happened to meet the smiling man in green shirts, the two made eye contact for a moment, Mo Jun's heart moved, and the powerful Hyde protected him, and at the same time took out his magic book from his waist, turned a few pages, and suddenly launched a new spell.

[Ink Flame Baptism]!

The inky flame, which was slightly lighter than the color of the Flame of Deconstruction, quickly swept around with Mojun as the center. The entire spell looked like a balloon that suddenly expanded, enveloping the unsuspecting trialists in flames.

This trick [Ink Flame Baptism] can be regarded as Mo Jun's own spell, and the prototype is a mysterious disturbance that he used before. The latter is to quickly extend the spiritual power of the mysterious envoy with the help of the known elements existing around it, so as to achieve the effect of discerning unknown fluctuations. The baptism of ink flame is to integrate the flame of ink monarch's deconstruction, using the ubiquitous elements of "wind" and "order" in the environment as the carrier to spread the flame in all directions. This improved spell originally canceled the detection effect unique to the mysterious disturbance and enhanced the attack, but the decomposition property of the deconstructed flame made the flame burn at the same time, and the decomposed things would be turned into a chain of information and sent back to Mojun, indirectly achieving the detection effect.

The cost of spells is relatively low, as most of them rely on external elements and the flame of deconstruction in the external image. As for the power of this move, it can be seen from the reactions of the trialists who were affected.

"What kind of skill is this?! Where did this flame come from? ”

"This black fire can't be extinguished,! Lao Tzu's shield fell fast! ”

"This is no ordinary fire! It's an energy flame! Extinguish it with energy! ”

Finally, there are still discerning people who see the weakness of the unknown black flame, so the energy fluctuations of various lights began to bloom on the field, what fighting spirit and magic energy can rise and fall, and finally calm down the chaos caused by the spell, but no one dares to underestimate this man who quietly touched a few chess pieces: people can make you panic like a flea with a skill in your hand, the strength gap is there, and the trialists who respect the strong are the best at judging the situation, after all, most people only have one life, and no one will take their lives to play.

"There's still a chess piece left here, so it's a small gift for you, I'm not that greedy." Mo Jun raised his voice, and after that, he also glanced at the direction of Zheng Ming and Lu Hao, in the distribution just now, the four "soldier" chess pieces were all taken away by their team. As soon as he said this, the faces of the rest of the trialists were much better, and it was better than nothing, not to mention that everyone knew that the man in front of him who was playing with a good hand was at odds with those two teams, which showed that this "soldier" chess piece would definitely not be given to Zheng Ming and Lu Hao and others, but would be sent to the hands of trialists other than them.

Who wouldn't want to take part in this "game" hosted by demons? Except for trialists like Lu Baifei who are really anxious about their combat ability, who doesn't want to participate in this game where opportunities and dangers coexist, but there are only fifteen chess pieces in total, and some trialists can only watch the excitement from the sidelines, after all, the strength is there, you have the ability to naturally rob other people's chess pieces, and if you don't have strength, you can only become the cornerstone of the strong.

Under the gnashing gaze of Zheng Ming and Lu Hao, the last chess piece was captured by the Famous Scattered Trialists. In fact, the strength of this scattered light theory may not be as good as that of a captain-level figure like Mojun Zheng Ming, but he is also a trialist who has experienced several space missions, whether it is the hole card or the strength, it is definitely stronger than Zheng Ming, Lu Hao's team The trialists who received the chess pieces and the rest of the scattered people, but unfortunately he is a scattered person, and when he encounters a team of trialists with a large number of people, he should bow his head or bow his head, otherwise he may not be able to return to any mission.

"Thank you." The man, who looked to be about thirty years old, hugged his fist at Mojun, and put this "soldier" chess piece into his personal space with great care.

"Silence."

An abrupt, magnetic voice echoed the hearts of all trialists, and the demon's whispers poured into their hearts like a stream of icy water.

"Game, begin."

Dark flames suddenly rose from the soles of his feet, and the illusory flames had no ability to harm, but they spread all over his body at an extremely high speed. Everyone was teleported by the mysterious flames, leaving only angels and demons, as well as two puppet children in the empty space. The sudden silence would even make people feel a buzzing in their ears, and after a long time, Astephen flapped his wings and stopped in front of the demon, and said in a cold voice: "The people of the Green Immortal Mountain are also among them, are you sure that the labyrinth will not be implicated because of this?" ”

"The background of those people is so high that I don't know where to go, you have been sleeping all these years, and it's normal to not know." The demon let out an uncomfortable laugh and suddenly said, "But there is a 'key' I have chosen among these 'Outlanders'. ”

"Oh?" The angel was slightly stunned, and after a few seconds of silence, he brought a trace of a smile in his words for the first time, just a sneer: "Regardless of their background, how can they break the cage that binds you and me with their ant-like strength alone?" Little devil, have you drained the cunning and treachery of your filthy bloodline? ”

Asacher said "hehe", stopped talking, turned his head, looked into the deep space out of nowhere, and muttered to himself: "Short seeds, the seeds have been planted, it's up to you to win this game." ”

Finally, the demon shouted in a voice that was no sharper than before: "Money, murder, you two go to that chessboard as managers, remember what I said before." ”

The two puppet children bowed at the same time, with solemn expressions: "Obey the order." ”

...

The black flames from the demon faded, and the white room came into Mo Jun's eyes, and at the same time, he felt a blazing heat in his palm, and he realized that the "knight" chess piece he held had turned pure white and continued to emit an astonishing heat.

"In this case, the trialist's side should be the white camp." Mo Jun didn't know much about chess, and only stopped at being able to recognize the names of the chess pieces, and didn't understand all the various moves, eating methods and rules. What he worries about now is whether there are still hidden "rules" in this game.

The room was a standard labyrinth room, but it was relatively tidy and free of chaotic enemies and traps, and just as Mo Jun was about to inspect the room for the fourth time, a virtual checkerboard model suddenly appeared in his sight. There are four rows of chess pieces neatly placed on the chessboard, one side is as black as ink, and the other is as white as snow, corresponding to the two camps in chess.

"Each square of the board should correspond to a room, and I'm probably in the first row, the second column, or the first and seventh columns. The flames are either next to me or on the other side... Ji Fantian couldn't say it, so many soldiers couldn't tell the difference. ”

Suddenly, a black piece on the chessboard suddenly stepped forward two squares, this move seemed to provoke a chain reaction, and the black and white chess pieces on the chessboard rushed into the blank battlefield in front of the two squares like dumplings, while Mo Jun was speechless and looked at the "knight" chess piece representing himself motionless, as if it had nothing to do with everything in front of him. When the "soldiers" in the two camps rushed to the front of the most battle line, several soldiers formed a group of horns with each other, and the rest of the chess pieces had nowhere to fall, Mo Jun saw a "knight" in his camp attacking leisurely, and at the same time, the white walls around him suddenly changed, reflecting the surrounding scene.

Looking at the surrounding scene, and then at the chessboard floating in the air, Mo Jun somewhat understood the gameplay of this "game".

"Interesting." Mo Jun smiled at the flames in the room to the left, and then the blacks on the board fell, and it was time for White to act. Even if Mo Jun does not understand the rules of chess, he knows that there are only two "knight" chess pieces that can move freely on the court now. But the other "knight" is still in place, so his own fall this time is obvious.

On the chessboard, the white knight was once again held high and landed in the chess grid in front of the right, and the chess pieces were thrown to the ground with a clear and crisp sound.

Mo Jun looked at the wall that changed the scene again with a solemn expression, it was dark on three sides, only the wall in front of him quickly turned into a little starlight, and it actually dissipated directly, so that there was no barrier between this place and the room in front of him. Mo Jun knew the reason for this in his heart, because this was a "eating child"! In the chess grid where the white "knight" chess pieces landed, a black "soldier" was already standing upright! According to the rules on the board, the knight should "eat" the soldier as a matter of course at this time, and in this game, it seems that it is not so simple.

"Eat and be eaten, kill and be killed, so it is." The vitality in his body was quickly mobilized, and the blade of the sword entwined with lightning and whirlwind was held tightly in his hand, Mo Jun tightened his cloak, looking at the enemy figure that gradually appeared from the opposite room, and his battle intent was high.