Chapter 41: The Archmage's Chess Game

"The goal of these apprentices is to drive these heroic ghost soldiers back and re-seal the gates of the astral plane. Is it okay?" Alvin asked.

"Of course...... But you'd better hurry, because if the undead lords of Leipzig are alarmed, it won't be easy!

Aren't you worried that your future archmage's apprentice will die in it?" Merlin said gloomily.

Yin Shengzhi was slightly stunned when he heard that he mentioned himself, he was a little puzzled when he listened to the conversation between the two archmages just now.

Both of them only mentioned the ghost soldiers of the ancient battlefield of Leipzig, and did not mention a single word of cracked ground cracks and hellish demons!

Is it because they don't know, or is there another reason not to mention it?

As a high-level alchemy mage, and the home field, everything is behind his arrangement, Yin Shengzhi doesn't believe that Master Alvin doesn't know anything about it!

But since he didn't mention it, then of course Yin Shengzhi wouldn't be stupid and clever, interject on this occasion and bring up the matter!

And Yin Shengzhi was also quite proud, he couldn't imagine that even an archmage from Alfred like Merlin would be able to remember him now!

Master Alvin smiled slightly, "So, we can help them!"

At this moment, the undead who are constantly pouring into the material world are afraid that there are already tens of thousands, and with a group of apprentice assistants, they are really looking for death.

Alvin said, holding an object in his hand and throwing it at the chessboard.

Ordinary people can't see anything unusual, but those who can see through the chessboard obstacle can see that his magic crystal has been lost.

In front of the army of the undead who had already entered the astral plane, a large area had been changed, and it was originally a building, but suddenly the building disappeared completely, turning into a high wall, blocking the way of the army of the undead.

For a moment, the army of the undead could only disperse along the ends of the high wall.

It's as if the water meets a wall, gets out of the way, and goes in both directions.

Merlin sneered and said, "I knew it wouldn't be that simple!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed it a little further away into the chessboard, and a silver light also fell into it, turning into another high wall, but it was not connected to the high wall of Master Alvin.

"It's actually arranging a maze ......"

Matsuo's eyes lit up: "Is this the so-called game?

"Since High Mage Matsuo finds it interesting, it's time for you to do it!" Merlin gave him a faint look.

Matsuo Chiaki laughed, solemnly stretched out the mage staff, and a huge magic crystal hung on the head of the mage staff.

Between his eyes, a white light suddenly shot out like a substance, shooting into the magic crystal, and the next moment through the magic crystal amplification, it shot into the chessboard, and also left a wall in the chessboard.

With a slight breath, facing his masterpiece, Chiaki Matsuo retreated.

"It's my turn!" said a senior mage on the side of the Flemish kingdom coldly.

This is a high-level mage that Yin Shengzhi has seen, called Duke. He was one of the two mages of the Flemish Kingdom who appeared in the palace of Sirobea!

At this moment, he looked at Chiaki Matsuo, who was very laborious just now, with a smile, and then took out a bag of magic crystals: "Don't you know how to use magic crystals?"

One sentence made Matsuo Chiaki look embarrassed.

He didn't think of it at all!

The two archmages don't use magic crystals, and they shoot casually because they are archmages and have this kind of ability and qualifications.

At this time, Chiaki Matsuo felt a hint of malice.

These malices are not only from the mages of the Flemish Kingdom, but also from the mages of the Alfred Kingdom on their own side.

Because no one reminded him just now, it seemed that he deliberately looked at his joke.

And now, as Duke spoke, they all looked at him with the same kind of self-imposed gaze.

It seems that this guy is too stupid and too self-conscious, and he dares to learn to shoot like a high-level mage?

It seems that in a certain aspect, everyone else is their own person, and they are all Master Roba. And he's nothing more than a yellow-skinned monkey......

Matsuo Chiaki has a big hatred in his heart, eight, when our Dongwa Empire becomes stronger, we must look good at these damn Roba ghost animals!

But on the surface, he didn't dare to show the slightest bit,

Looking at Master Duke's magic crystal in his hand, he thought for a moment, and suddenly stretched out his hand, as if playing chess, and threw the magic crystal into the chessboard, turning into a white light.

The white light was annihilated all around, but a block was turned into a white ground.

Then he threw the magic crystals one by one, until all the bags of magic crystals were thrown in, and he saw that the terrain of the entire neighborhood had been transformed by him had changed drastically, as if it had become a wild swamp forest.

If you look closely, this swampy forest is actually a concrete and microscopic labyrinth.

Because it was too specific, Yin Sheng recognized it at a glance.

Despite the use of magic crystals, Master Duke was already sweating slightly on his forehead. He stopped and smiled, "It's your turn!"

Yin Shengzhi was observing, only to hear Yarlin smile and say, "Since this is the case, it should be my turn to make a move!"

Before everyone had any objections, Na Yarlin smiled, and actually picked up a piece of magic crystal casually, and then threw it on the labyrinth.

Boom, it was as if a tall tower flew out of thin air and occupied a corner of the labyrinth.

Then the same pieces of magic crystals flew in, and the tower, which had been only a prototype, was now rapidly taking shape, and together with the surrounding corridors, it also turned into a small labyrinth.

Another high mage from the kingdom of Flanders also followed, and also built a labyrinth.

"Huh," Yin Shengzhi looked slightly surprised, as if he had seen something.

By now, he had seen that the miniature labyrinths arranged by these high mages were not randomly distributed, but also had regularities.

They all seem to be plotting against the two walls drawn by the two archmages.

This chess game is simply an astral labyrinth!

And the two archmages made their moves, both of which were arranging the direction of the maze in their own way.

"Is this going to take the entire nearby astral plane as a game of chess, and lay out a whole labyrinth? It really deserves to be a game that can only be played by archmages and high mages...... What kind of game is this? It's a very dangerous competition......"

Even......

Even the follow-up to the battle in the Demon Palace in the Sirobea's Palace that day.

The Flemish kingdom lost that day, and this time Alvin had to find his way back......

And it's still such a clever method!

As for the wall that Matsuo Chiaki had demarcated, no one had even looked at it, and it was left alone.

Yin Shengzhi finally knew why every high-level mage showed a look of disdain for Matsuo Chiaki just now.