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Chapter 194 Grazing
With the help of the bosses who had met before, Xiao Lan and Luo quickly approached the white light in front of them.
The end of the stairs is a dazzling white, white without any impurities, but with a strong aggressiveness, looking at it does not feel pure or peaceful, but reveals a cold feeling.
Luo looked at the person beside him: "Are you ready, sir?"
Xiao Lan took a deep breath: "Let's go."
The two stepped up at the same time and stepped into this snow-white area.
The field of vision was instantly occupied by white, as if the eyes were covered by a white cloth.
After a while, something else gradually appeared in the white.
It was still a pure white world.
The white sky covers the top of the head, and there is a pure white chessboard under the feet, which looks similar to chess, but unlike chess, all the grids are white, and there is no room for impurities.
On each side of the chessboard are chess pieces, the praetorian, the knight, the bishop, the chariot, and the queen.
These chess pieces, like the chessboard below them, are pure white.
They stood still, as if lining up to welcome them.
There is no king among these pieces.
It was just a figure standing on the other side opposite Xiao Lan.
This man has the same face as Luo, but his temperament is cold and inorganic.
He was wearing a pure white costume, covering all the skin except his face tightly, his long white hair was loose, and there was no flaw in the slightest, and there was no fluctuation in his light golden eyes.
There is no doubt that the person standing on the other side of the chessboard is the master who controlled the coming world.
He is also the only king in the entire chess game.
The master raised his eyes to look at Luo, with a calm tone: "You are here."
Luo smiled: "I kept you waiting."
During the conversation, the master did not look at Xiao Lan at all, and only used the title "you", as if this person was just a trivial foil.
"Too slow." The Master raised his hand slightly.
Following his movements, a row of Guards pieces on the chessboard moved, and they all turned into soldiers with long axes and rushed towards the two people on the opposite side.
Luo also stretched out his hand and moved his fingertips slightly.
He saw that the grid under his feet was instantly dyed black, and the black grid spread out, interweaving with the white grid on the chessboard, becoming a standard chessboard.
The same black color also stained Xiao Lan's chess pieces, turning them all black.
The pattern of black and white confrontation has been formed, representing the beginning of the war.
Among the black chess pieces, the row representing the Praetorian Guards also moved. Like the chess pieces under the master, they became soldiers with spears, fighting with the oncoming white soldiers.
With the fierce fighting, occupying both ends of the chessboard, the king of black and white talked calmly.
"Come to me now, I'm too impatient, accumulate some strength, and you will be able to defeat me." The master's tone remained the same.
Luo looked at him: "Will you be kind enough to let me feel at ease and save my strength?"
The white axe slashed at the black soldier's chest, and the black spear pierced the white soldier's abdomen.
The pawns on both sides are fighting tirelessly.
The dead chess piece fell to the ground and shattered into dust.
The ruler's unwavering light golden eyes seemed to want to see Luo through: "Now you have just recovered to your previous level, and I won't stay where you are waiting for you."
He looked at Luo: "Breathing, body temperature, heartbeat, what useless things have you added to yourself? They don't make you stronger, but they distract you."
The master's gaze finally fell on Xiao Lan for the first time: "Is it for him?"
Those eyes were condensed and heavy, as if to crush people.
Xiao Lan suddenly felt the pressure, but he quickly calmed down and stood quietly without showing any weakness.
The master stared at Xiao Lan, and for the first time there was a little wave in his tone, although only a little: "This is... the power of awakening!"
He looked at Luo: "Do you know what you did?"
Luo's tone was the same as always: "He is already considered our kind, isn't he? This is also our original purpose."
Master: "No, we don't need the same kind. After coming to the world to observe, I found that human beings are difficult to maintain rational creatures, maybe existences like us can't be found in the universe at all, we are the only perfection life form."
"You've strayed from your original intention of building your arrival into the world," Luo said.
The Master admired his slender fingers with white gloves: "This is just an adjustment of the plan."
After the Janissaries in the front fell, the knights, bishops, chariots, and queens in the rear joined the battlefield one after another.
The fighting on the chessboard continued and became more and more brutal.
Whether they were soldiers or nobles, they fell in the attack on the opposite side, their bodies turned into dust, and they became one and no longer separated from each other.
Xiao Lan couldn't help but say, "Do you have no reverence for life?"
The Overmind seemed to have heard something very absurd, and he said in that calm tone: "Awe for life? It surprises me to hear such a word from a human mouth."
"The number of creatures slaughtered by humans is far higher than those who died in the descending world, including even your own kind."
"War, slaves, genocide, concentration camps, colonies...I don't see the slightest reverence for life in it."
"The strong always have the right to deal with the weak at will. This is still learned from human beings, and I have power far beyond human beings, why should I care about human beings?"
Xiao Lan frowned.
Master and Luo, after contacting human beings, went in two completely different directions.
One who agrees with the law of the jungle, one who chooses to accept the equality and freedom that human beings desire.
Humans often sing the praises of peace while provoking wars for their own selfish interests.
While longing for equality, he could not help but oppress the weak.
Big countries control small countries, the powerful exploit the commoners, the superiors suppress the inferiors, the strong bully the weak, and the small collectives crowd out the lonely ones.
But at the same time, human beings will cry for the pain of others, sacrifice their lives to fight for people they have never met, and work together to find a better future in the dark.
Perhaps humans are such complex and often contradictory creatures.
The game on the chessboard also came to an end.
The last pieces of both sides perished together, leaving only black and white debris on the ground.
The Overmind reached out and brushed in mid-air, clearing the worthless garbage out of his territory.
He looked at the two people opposite him: "Okay, let's end the chat. Anyway, we can't convince each other. Reasoning is useless. In the end, we still have to rely on strength to decide the right to speak."
The words fell, and Bai Guang attacked Xiao Lan and Luo.
This light is pure white, but it carries terrifying power. If it collides without any defense, I am afraid that it will only be shattered.
A black shadow appeared in Luo's hand and rushed towards the white light.
The black shadow collided with the white light, and the two sides disappeared into the invisible.
Xiao Lan activated his skills the moment the white light appeared:
[Name: Poverty cannot limit my imagination]
[Ability: Reflection]
Facing the oncoming white light, Xiao Lan directly raised her hand, and a silver-gray mirror surface appeared on her fingertips. The shape of the mirror surface was irregular, but it kept extending to block Xiao Lan.
When the mirror faced the white light, Xiao Lan felt that her hand suddenly sank.
Don't look at the master just making a slight movement, the strength of the attack is not weak at all.
Xiao Lan firmly supported the mirror, and finally the pressure on the mirror surface lightened, reflecting the white light back.
It seems that the power of science is still very strong, even in the face of the unscientific existence that dominates.
The master tilted his head to avoid the white light reflected by Xiao Lan: "Interesting."
This human being can actually reflect his power.
After the first round of attacks, the battle between the three officially started.
Luo and Xiao Lan cooperated tacitly, and every attack of the knife light and the dark shadow was just right.
The master looks like he is not working hard, but in fact, he moves his hands with ruthlessness and accuracy.
Bai Guang continuously passed by the two of them, and at the same time, Xiao Lan and Luo's attacks were constantly being resolved by the master.
The three people fighting were all fast, and there were only constant afterimages in the air, making it dizzying.
There may have been several rounds in one second. Whether attacking or defending, they are all completed in an instant, and there is no room for mistakes.
Luo and the Lord are very familiar with each other, and their strength comes from the same source, so they can restrain each other.
Coupled with Xiao Lan's participation, after a two-on-one fight, Luo's side slowly gained the upper hand.
After the new round of confrontation, the blade in Xiao Lan's hand directly slashed the Lord's face, and Luo's shadow also left a deep scar on his neck.
There was no blood coming out of the wound where the Lord had been cut open.
It was as if something had been cut open, and the inside was pure white.
The Master stretched out his hand and stroked his fingertips lightly over his wounds, then healed the two wounds.
The Overmind said, "It really surprised me."
Although his tone sounded like he was describing financial statements, there was no surprise at all.
Talking to people like that is really boring.
Luo said, "Don't underestimate us."
The master shook his head: "I never underestimate you, we all know that we can't kill each other completely, so how could I not be more prepared for this?"
Suddenly, there was a fog in this white world.
I don't know where these mists come from, and they are surging in the air, making this place look like a fairyland.
But Luo didn't mean to be confused by the sight at all. He frowned at the white mist, and he sensed a powerful energy in it.
Energy doesn't come out of nowhere, so where does this come from?
——
Wu Ting found that his luck was really bad.
Just after the battle with the boss, ran into a contract player before could rest.
That contract happened to be the kind he found the most troublesome.
The opponent's speed is fast and the attack power is strong, so he can only drag the injury to escape, and he doesn't even have time to repair his body with props.
Wu Ting hid in the corner and took out the healing props to bandage himself under the cover of the ruins.
Although now is not a good time, he is really going to be unable to hold on anymore. If this continues, even if he does not die in the hands of the other party, he will die of excessive blood loss.
Before the bandage was wrapped twice, he heard the whistle that made his scalp tingle.
The kind that dragged on for a long time seemed to be very leisurely, but also had a somewhat strange voice.
As a last resort, he could only stop the treatment and continue to hide in another place.
But before he could get up and run away, his white snake, Xiaoqing, issued a fierce warning to him.
Wu Ting's heart sank, and then he heard movement from above his head.
"Got you"
Wu Ting's back was instantly tense, because he could already feel the breath of the other party's words spraying on top of his head.
Run away, it's too late.
Wu Ting raised his head stiffly and met a thin woman's face.
That woman was very thin, but Wu Ting did not dare to underestimate her at all, because the power contained in her thin body was really terrifying.
The woman's hair was messy, and she was wearing a red dress like him. She smiled at Wu Ting: "I like killing the lady in red the most, don't be afraid, you are so beautiful, I will be very gentle to you. ."
She looked at Wu Ting as if she had found some treasure, but what she said made people shudder.
Wu Ting's throat moved.
He had an idea and gave up the false voice: "I...I'm a man..."
After speaking, he also took the initiative to tear off the choker decorated on his neck, exposing his Adam's apple to show his innocence.
The woman's smile stiffened: "Male?"
Wu Ting nodded quickly, and threw the chest pad away, hoping that he would not be within the hunting range of the other party, and tried to find a gap to escape.
Unexpectedly, the woman screamed angrily: "Ah—, you dare to lie to me!! You lie to me!!!"
The sunken eyes were round and bloodshot eyes stared at Wu Ting fiercely: "Liar, go to hell!"
Immediately afterwards, it was the iron pincer-like palm that grabbed Wu Ting's neck fiercely, directly pressing him against the wall.
Wu Ting's back slammed against the wall, aggravating the wound that had not healed.
The strength under the palm of the hand was so great that Wu Ting's bones clucked in an instant, and blood rushed to his brain frantically, making him feel like his head was about to explode.
Fuck!
Wu Ting did not expect that the women's clothing boss would be treated like this.
Generally speaking, doesn't this kind of pervert only kill his own target group? !
What happened to the women's clothing boss! Do women's clothing bosses have no human rights? ! !
It was getting darker and darker in front of him, and Wu Ting felt that he was about to explain it here.
It's a pity that he couldn't leave the world until he died...
He hasn't become a first-line female anchor yet...
It's better not to expose yourself just now, maybe you can die a little easier.
Suddenly, a white light appeared in front of Wu Ting's eyes, and the strength on his neck suddenly lightened.
He barely opened his eyes and saw that a mark appeared on the forehead of the woman in red.
The mark was similar to the one on the back of his own hand, but white.
Now, this white marker is glowing brighter and brighter.
At the same time, the already thin body of the woman in red is becoming more and more withered, almost turning into a mummified corpse.
Like, the mark was absorbing the energy in her body.
"Hey...here..." The woman in red's eyes widened, as if she was puzzled by what happened to her.
However, the absorption of the mark has not stopped.
Soon, the light in the red-clothed woman's eyes went out, and her body gradually changed from a mummy to a dead bone, and then, even the dead bone was absorbed.
In the end, there was nothing left.
A big living person just disappeared in front of Wu Ting's eyes.
"Cough cough cough cough -" Wu Ting coughed frantically, feeling the pain from the throat to the lungs like needle sticks.
It took a while for him to breathe.
Looking at the empty ground in front of him, if it weren't for the aggravated injury on his body, he would have thought that the appearance of that woman was entirely his illusion.
He was baffled by his own escape.
What was that mark just now? It is so similar to the mark of the disobedient, is it the sovereign? But what do the contract players who dominate and kill themselves do?
——
Another playground.
Two contract players are moving forward together.
They're tasked with going into the game to clean up rebel players, but they don't really want to work hard.
Fighting is risky, and they heard about the difficult guys among the advanced players, such as Cheng Wenyi, Xiao Lan, Wang Ke, Wang Taidi, Qi Ning, and Wen Zhixian, almost all of them participated.
To be honest, if you face these people, they are not sure of winning.
Anyway, they are already contract players, and it seems that there is no loss if they don't fight.
"Why don't we just paddle here and bully the middle and low-level players."
"Hey, the hard bones are left to others to chew. Anyway, we don't want to be in the front, just have a mouthful of soup to drink."
"How about going out for a drink after this mission is over?"
"Okay, which store do you like?"
The two were chatting while walking, and one of them suddenly stopped.
He said to his teammates: "I feel like something is wrong..."
"How—" His teammate turned his head and was about to make a joke, but he witnessed the whole process of being sucked dry by the contract mark and finally disappearing.
"Hey! Where are you? It's an illusion, don't play..." The teammates said while looking around, but they didn't get the slightest response.
He couldn't help but raised his hand and touched his forehead.
There is the location of the contract mark, which usually does not show at all.
There seems to be something wrong with the contract mark, but with his own power, he can't remove it at all.
I seem to have made an extremely stupid decision.
Why does Coming to the World give contract players privileges, allowing them to stand above other players?
Or maybe they're just high-class livestock kept in captivity?
A certain truth was vaguely perceived, and the heart of the contract player was cold.
——
Back to the white world.
White mist continuously poured into this space, and was actively absorbed by the master.
After absorbing these energies, the Lord's power skyrocketed, and his attack power became stronger and stronger, making Xiao Lan and Luo feel difficult to join forces.
"Humans are really useful creatures. I just need to raise them like herds. When they are harvested, they will generate additional value, and they can play different functions according to the species."
"How to use the power of human beings, this is still your inspiration to me."
The master said, the attack in his hand kept attacking the two of them.
He looked at Luo and continued: "Do you know why I want to accelerate the arrival of the world to cover reality now? Everything is for you to take the initiative to appear in front of me, destroying what you want to protect is better than wasting time looking for you everywhere. easy."
"Look, didn't you take the initiative to deliver it to the door?"
"We can't kill each other completely, but what if it was swallowed instead? I'll make you, like humans, the source of my strength."
The voice of the master is calm and scary.
Xiao Lan suddenly realized that the reason why they were able to come to the Lord so quickly might be the other party's intention.
Whether it's accelerating the erosion of reality that comes to the world, or letting the contracts search for their clues like flies, or blocking them with a slow response, it's all his intentions.
Wouldn't he designate the players best at searching for clues?
Can't he send the most powerful contract player to block the way?
Wouldn't he let the trickier playing field stop them?
But he didn't, and even let some bosses help Xiao Lan.
Even the semi-finished game field that appeared was more like a clue to them than to stop them, suggesting that they were about to reach their destination.
What the Master wants is that they take the initiative to send it to the door.
Then he will absorb the power of the contract players and catch them off guard!
Get rid of Luo first, completely control him, and then liquidate the disobedient guys in the players, so that he can get rid of the resistance force.
Thousands of white light arrows attacked Xiao Lan, overwhelming the sky and the earth, blocking all his paths with unparalleled power.
This time Xiao Lan felt that she might not be able to reflect such an attack.
He clenched the knife in his hand, trying to find a way out for himself.
A darkness suddenly enveloped him.
This darkness blocked Xiao Lan like a barrier, and all the arrows of light fell on the darkness.
Light and darkness collided, although they were not real objects, but they made a frightening sound of corrosion.
Under the attack of the light arrow, the barrier of the shadow gradually became thinner, and even loopholes appeared.
A bad premonition flashed across Xiao Lan's heart: "Luo!"
Luo could not be seen in the darkness, but a hand was stretched out from it, and that hand pushed Xiao Lan back.
Behind Xiao Lan, a rift appeared at some point, and Xiao Lan was pushed away from this white world.
"Sir, let's go..." This was Luo's voice.
Xiao Lan fell all the way down.
The last picture in front of him was that countless whites wrapped the darkness that he was most familiar with, and gradually swallowed him up.