novellk Chapter 1725 Final Chapter: Crossing the Shore [70] "The Red King and the Blue King".
Chapter 1725 Final Chapter: Crossing the Shore [70] "The Red King and the Blue King".
Chapter 1725 Final Chapter: The Shore Crossing [70]: "The Red King and the Blue King".
"...Which side are you on?" Su Ming'an asked, glancing sideways.
"Well, let's be objective," Xiao Ai said.
Su Ming'an could still see the source point, but it was as if they were all standing on a semi-transparent colored cloth, which separated them from reality and placed them on a virtual black and white chessboard.
He suddenly noticed that the comments in the upper right corner were extremely turbulent, unlike usual, and he glanced at it subconsciously—
……
[Live Stream Room - Line 2938192]
[Does this scene look familiar to you? — This is the scene where Su Ming'an was pulled from the origin point to the new game.]
Yes... a little...
It's like stepping from reality into a virtual world.
[I know! Isn't this exactly what Yamada Machiichi's side is doing?! I'm a player who died and came back from the front lines, I've seen it! Yamada Machiichi and his team stretched out a cloth to cover the higher dimensions. Now, Su Ming'an and his group are isolating themselves from the source point, also using a colorful cloth!]
Are the enemy using the same weapons as us?
Don't tell me that Su Ming'an is the master of this dream.
[The Lord of Dreams is also known as the "Lord of Games," so why can't he be someone we know? Like a friend of Spark's.]
Stop, stop, stop now!
【ORZ……】
As for the curtain... it either needs to be torn open from the inside or from the outside...
Why does our number one player insist on going against Him? Why doesn't He lead us home sooner?
Here we go again! No arguing! Su Ming'an must have his reasons!
Blindly believing them will only lead to regret once you're abandoned by the higher-level Su Ming'an.
Why have the comments section gone back to basics? Didn't we agree to prioritize trust in the player? Who's stirring up this "betrayal" narrative now?
Speechless.
We had so many opportunities to go home, but Su Ming'an only focused on moving forward. If we can't blame him, who can we blame?
Without him, we wouldn't have had so many chances! We would have been wiped out long before the Rovasa raid!
Help! Stop arguing! You guys are exactly like those who voted "support" and "oppose"—life is like a game, that's for sure!
[I am Su Ming'an's son, you are not allowed to insult my father!!! (Angry) (Angry) (Angry)]
[Why is there a junior named Wa here?]
[Maybe today is the last day of my life, and if I don't call him "Dad" now, I'll never have the chance again.]
……
Su Ming'an looked away.
"The curtain...it can be torn open either from the inside or from the outside..."
He crouched down, stroking the colorful curtain at his feet. They were in the origin; even the most powerful Dream Lord couldn't impose a game upon them. But by pulling them into a void controlled by Him, a new game could unfold according to His rules.
“There are ways to break this deadlock. First, let the source point discover that there is a higher dimension interfering illegally, but we are all inside the curtain and cannot go back.” Su Ming’an touched the soft curtain and pondered. “Second, break the curtain with overwhelming power. This would require me to use the reward I just received to transplant a cosmic organ, but I haven’t broken through to the first level of god yet, so there is a great risk. Third, we can play this game step by step… No, I can’t play His game, that would be equivalent to handing the initiative over to Him.”
His gaze was slightly tilted to the side.
"Fourth, utilizing third parties or even fourth parties..."
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—!"
Suddenly, a light shone.
Su Ming'an's attire suddenly became illusory, then transformed into a bright red "king" robe inlaid with gold patterns, and he held a scepter adorned with a gleaming gold crown in his hand.
—The King of the Red Team.
And directly opposite him, at the other end of the distant chessboard, dressed in a deep blue royal robe and wearing a light blue crown, was Lu.
—The King of the Blue Team.
……
Faction assignments are randomized as follows:
[Red Team:]
Queen: Evelyn
【Knight: Xiaoxiao】
[Pawn (Guard): Si Nian]
[Rook: Agnes]
[Bishop: Joey]
【…】
[Blue Team:]
Queen: Violet
【Knight: Higurashi】
[Pawn: Yang Changxu]
[Rook: Leslie]
[Bishop: Anchi]
……
The game is about to begin, but nobody wants to play it.
"Boom—!" Violet immediately struck the edge of the chessboard, but nothing happened.
"Ugh!" Si Nian, who was trying to break out of the chessboard, suddenly trembled, as if he had bumped into a soft curtain and was instantly bounced back.
"Damn it, we can't get out..." Higurashi Osamu muttered.
All eyes were on the two "kings"—Su Ming'an and Lu. According to the most basic rules of chess, the game ends when the king is checkmated. If this is truly the only game they can play…
Suddenly, Xiao Xiao sighed and scratched her messy hair: "Luckily, Zhenzhen isn't here. Su Ming'an, I can't make decisions for others, but if we really can't get out... only one can survive, and that person has to be you. I will do everything I can to help you."
He lacked the spirit of self-sacrifice, but he had no other choice, so he might as well live it up one last time.
“Me too…” Yang Changxu said.
Si Nian clenched his fists, clearly unwilling. He had just exchanged for the "right to resurrect," but had not yet brought Chun Tang back to life.
"It's too early to say such things," Su Ming'an said calmly.
The flames burned fiercely, like the most intense rays of dawn. The young king stepped forward, gripped his scepter, and gazed at the boundless starry sky above. Standing between the black and white checkerboard of heaven and earth, he was like a drop of scalding blood, instantly becoming the center of attention.
"Master Lü, make your move."
Everyone else, including the millions of viewers on the live stream, was shocked and immediately looked over—who is God Lü? When did he arrive?
"Shh!"
Beneath the curtain, a pure white wolf leaped out—the same white wolf, dark green, who had read the rules at the very beginning of the ten rounds of the game.
Su Ming'an recognized it as Lü Shen at a glance; this kind of trick of reversing names to fool people is no longer popular. Having been fooled twice before by "Captain Mu - Lü Shu" and "Asato - Asa Akto," Su Ming'an was extremely sensitive to names.
The white wolf had just appeared and hadn't said anything when the blue team's king suddenly moved.
"Shh!"
With a flick of his ocean-blue hair, just before the "World Chessboard" began, the blue-haired man, scepter in hand, appeared before Su Ming'an.
The road suddenly advanced too abruptly, without any warning, and stepped within a step of Su Ming'an.
Su Ming'an's pupils contracted. Regardless of what Lu wanted to do, his vigilance was instantly triggered, and he immediately unleashed his long-suppressed divine power.
His divine power had always been usable, but he had kept it dormant to avoid being targeted by the Source Point. And now, just at this moment!
"boom--!!!"
In an instant, a magnificent white daffodil burst open on the black and white chessboard.
His long hair swayed, a halo of starlight swirled around his forehead, and iridescent white tendrils unfurled from his back, layer upon layer, opening and closing, resembling from afar a magnificent and eerie pair of angel wings composed of countless tentacles of light, giving people a sense of vastness and grandeur.
Compared to before, Su Ming'an seemed to have undergone a qualitative change after passing the Origin Point Trial, as if something had been sublimated along with him, but he had not yet noticed it.
The scepter in his hand transformed into a gleaming white longsword, which he raised in an instant.
The burst of divine power briefly broke through the limitations of the game rules, tearing the crimson royal robes on his body.
He was instinctively on guard, instinctively wary of someone suddenly getting close, and didn't think Lu would actually do anything. However, the next moment, his pupils suddenly contracted.
"clang--!"
The man, dressed in a blue royal robe, suddenly sprouted three pairs of matching sea-blue bat wings from his back, and the scepter in his hand transformed into a crystal trident, stabbing upwards!
Divine power suddenly erupted!
Like a sun exploding instantly, the aftershocks swept outwards. Yang Changxu and the others covered their faces, struggling to breathe. Rimu Sheng gasped. He had just exchanged for power, touching the threshold of godhood, but before a true god, he, a god "bought," had no foundation and was nothing.
"—!" Why did they start fighting?! Even with Violet's intelligence, she couldn't figure it out.
"So they were able to use their original strength all along?" Leslie realized.
"You've already used the reward you redeemed?" Upon first contact, Su Ming'an immediately sensed that Lu's strength was off; he had clearly surged to the peak of the second-level god realm.
Lu remained silent, then launched another attack.
At the same time, Su Ming'an seemed to see something, and his hand paused for a moment. But he quickly raised his sword, and divine power surged out like a tidal wave.
With outstretched white wings, her aura was like that of a celestial judge descending to earth, her tentacles raised high, stretching to the distant starry sea. Her highest level of charm and missionary aura, amplified by divine power, erupted fully, devoid of any seductive allure, inspiring awe and reverence as if beholding a vast, boundless river.
He didn't ask "why" or wait for an explanation, as if he was fully prepared and vigilant against any betrayal, a skill that was chilling.
"clang--!"
Lu retreated several steps, and the black and white chessboard remained unmoved, withstanding such a huge impact and still intact, whereas outside, mountains would have collapsed, the sea would have stopped flowing.
Su Ming'an crouched down, gripping his sword in one hand and forming a claw with the other. The exploding purple-black flames emitted a terrifying aura, filled with a "devouring" power, as he reached for Lu's heart.
At the same time, he paused again, as if he had realized something.
……
[All participants have arrived. The "World Chessboard" game is about to begin. Please take your positions.]
……
"Shh!"
A wall of water rose up in an instant, with azure light converging wildly, layer upon layer, and a semi-transparent ocean barrier was instantly constructed.
"laugh--!"
Like a red-hot iron plunging into cold oil, a piercing, corrosive sound erupted. Su Ming'an's devouring claws tore through layers of water without hesitation, viciously grabbing at Lu's right arm, which was blocking his chest!
An uncontrollable groan escaped Lu's throat.
The moment the purplish-black flame touched him, the flesh and blood of Lu's right arm instantly melted away. Even more terrifying, the purplish-black flame did not stop. Like the most greedy bone-eating maggot, it spread wildly upwards along the bone, making a terrifying "sizzling" sound wherever it passed, like a greedy beast that had been starving for too long.
Excruciating pain and the weakness of having his divine power ripped away simultaneously struck Lu's face, causing veins to bulge on his forehead.
Only by truly facing Su Ming'an can one feel his power.
The moment the power of "devouring" was unleashed, it felt as if a Pandora's box had been opened. A tangible, purplish-black aura leaked out wildly, causing the black and white chessboard to sizzle and corrode. No one dared face this power directly; even gods would avoid its edge. Violet and the others were speechless, their minds blank.
Compared to the much milder "faith," "devouring" is a pure destructive force. All its power is used for extreme sharpness and utter destruction, leaving nothing but devastation in its wake, swallowing everything in its path. Even gods of equal rank are powerless to resist it. This great weapon of the Inorganic God unexpectedly fell into Su Ming'an's hands, radiating a light that inspires extreme fear.
To the naked eye, the black and white chessboard was covered by an ominous purplish-black light and filled with a dense, dangerous gas.
Even Su Ming'an, who was activating it, was alarmed. No wonder he had seen an ending hint that if he used the "devouring" authority to strengthen himself without restraint, he would soon devour everything, including Zhai Xing, lose himself, and eventually become the overlord of the universe... This was a power with an extremely high limit, which depended only on whether the user could control it consciously.
In those few seconds of fully activating it, he felt his soul being stained with a purplish-black filth. Looking back now, he realized that the Inorganic God's thirst to devour him was partly due to a loss of self; He was driven by appetite and was willing to risk annihilation to descend and devour him.
If he can't defeat the Radiant Mother Goddess, the power of "devouring" will become his ultimate weapon, but how to regain his senses... that will probably depend on whether Su Lin can harmonize his soul. And, whether the seemingly decorative but actually strangely effective "faith" authority can pull him back.
"Whoosh—!"
His thoughts moved incredibly fast; in less than half a second, Su Ming'an's right hand wielded the Yarman Sword, and with a swift strike, it came crashing down!
"Clang—Snap!"
The trident and the gleaming white divine sword clashed fiercely for the second time!
This time, Lu Lian didn't even last half a second. The azure divine power aura twisted violently, and cracks spread across the trident, emitting a mournful cry.
“…!” Lu let out a nearly broken gasp, as if he had used up his last bit of strength, and retreated.
His azure eyes were fixed on Su Ming'an, as if he were trying to say something.
However, just as Su Ming'an's Devouring Claw was about to arrive—
Su Ming'an's movements paused almost imperceptibly for the third time.
It was very brief, even more subtle than the previous two times. A thoughtful glint flashed deep within his icy gaze.