Comprehensive Comics: Fun Moon

That beam of light only existed for a moment, and the next moment, a thousand zhang rays of light exploded in the clouds, as if dragging the sun to the ground, making it shine in the world and turning the world into hell.

The aftermath of the war shook the entire continent slightly.

The earth was sighing, and the shaking underfoot became more and more obvious. The aftermath of the war in that distant place came like a tidal wave, destroying the mountains and forests, flooding the rivers, shattering the foundations, causing the houses to collapse, and causing the souls to mourn.Even if this is only the aftermath of the war in a distant place, it is like a natural disaster, so that living beings can only usher in death in prayer.

Even if you don't let go of your perception, just using the vision that can see the flow of magic power, you can see countless souls drifting from the ground and returning to somewhere in the world in a chaotic and ignorant attitude.

"That's an exaggeration."

After a long time, Xia Heng sighed.

It's as if modern humans started a world war, and even more than that.The attack just observed is no less than a nuclear bomb.If he wants to stop such a war, even he cannot bluntly say that it can be done in a short time.

After all, an attack of this magnitude has been launched, and the war is already irreconcilable.Even if a third party intervenes, the war will never stop easily unless both sides can be killed to the point where they cannot start a war.Not to mention that there may be more than two forces in this war.

Disputes of war are the highest authority in this world. I am afraid that in the eyes of all parties, as long as the highest authority is obtained, no matter how much damage is caused, it can finally be restored to its original state.

But they are doomed to fail.

Taking the highest authority to save and recreate the world is enough for Xia Heng to create a place for himself in the astral world.Therefore, the option of helping either force gain the authority to create the world, thereby quelling the war, was not in his plan from the beginning.

However, before intervening in the war, it is necessary to observe.

Which forces can be wooed, which forces must be defeated, which forces can be used, which forces have no intention of war, which forces are the strongest, and what are the necessary conditions for the end of the war... There are so many questions that need to be answered.

Xia Heng took a deep breath and looked towards the edge area affected by the aftermath of the war, his figure disappeared under the cover of black ash.

The earth was trembling, the dark clouds in the sky kept rolling, the sky-high flames ignited in the distance, and the scorching aftermath engulfed the fringe area far from the core area in an instant.The hot wind whistled, the gravel flew, and the humans stared blankly at the fire that swept from the horizon.

??A request for flowers.....

There is no attempt to escape, because everything happens in an instant; there is no fear of death, because the brain has lost the chance to respond; there is no moan, because it is already numb.

Knowing that death is already doomed, there are still people who subconsciously cover the people beside them.

For humans, this is not war.Neither are humans the enemy to all parties to the war.

Weak human beings, incompetent human beings, all races regard human beings as inferior creatures with certain intelligence, and they cannot even be counted as races.It's like the difference between a human and a gorilla. But if the gorilla rises up one day, it will be destroyed to the point of not being left.

Therefore, no race will consider the disaster situation of human villages during war.

What's more, they don't even care about the destruction of the planet.

Under the aftermath, the house collapsed, mud and dust splashed out like a fountain, and the violent shock caused everyone to fall. Those who were still conscious were crawling and crawling on the ground like ants, doing their last senseless struggle.

But the aftermath of the war will never come only once.

The dark clouds covering the sky have not been torn apart, but the fleeting beams of light seem to have a cruel light left, like the sun that once existed in the legend, extremely dazzling, but more dazzling than the story, as if from the sun. The fire in hell is so vicious.

The earth trembled and cracked again, the terrain changed, the air was as hot as a furnace, and black ashes fell like rain, granting mankind the last mercy, a painless death.

And in those empty eyes looking up at the sky, nothing was left in the end.

Perhaps in these eyes, someone has thought about the reason why human beings exist in this world.Neglected, hated, and plundered by powerful races like domestic animals.But they are doomed to have no answer because the answer does not exist in the past.

Whether it was pain, struggle, regret, anger, or any emotion, they gradually dissipated and turned into nothingness, as if they had never had life.

Like a dead weed.

The first thousand six hundred and twenty-six chapters cover the sky with ashes

"Is there no one alive..."

Walking among the ruins, Xia Heng frowned and glanced around.

Although it is only a remote disaster-stricken area, the concentration of black ash is still higher than other places, so that perception is affected and can only be found with the naked eye.

Judging from the remains of the ruins, the living standards of the residents here are only around the Middle Ages. The remains of the houses are mostly mud and broken wooden beams. Weapons of that level.The huge difference is a bit exaggerated.

"It feels like a war between the superpowers, and the poor and backward guys will be involved in the aftermath even if they have no intention of the war. If the warring parties should not regard that kind of attack as a regular attack, the increase of up to [-] times should be the highest. The degree is right, fortunately it is still within the tolerance range of the "eight six seven" of the black mud..."

While talking to himself, Xia Heng popped black mud from his fingertips, searching for possible survivors in the ruins.

Rather than going directly to those warlike races, it is safer to try to save the current victims and get information from them.After all, in this kind of tossing nuclear bombs

It's definitely not a good plan to suddenly appear on the battlefield.But the only problem is finding survivors from the ruins.Judging from the sights along the way, unless it is a miracle, few people will survive.But there is a higher chance of finding a living person here than wandering aimlessly in the wilderness.

But under the shock of that shock, even if there were still people alive, it was impossible to maintain a clear consciousness. All Xia Heng could do was to use the black mud to remove the wreckage of the ruins and search for possible life.

However, perhaps an illusion, there seems to be a cry somewhere.

"Hey......"

After confirming several times that it was not an illusion, but that the frequency of the sound was so weak that the brain would naturally process it as a noise, Xia Heng retracted the black mud and let go of the perception, and walked towards the direction of the sound.

Under the black and gray sky, the keen perception is like glasses full of fog. Although it is barely able to see, the blurred vision is enough to make people sick.Although it is not clear what the body of those things is, there is no doubt that any creature that perceives through magic will become highly myopic in such a place.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the shouting to stop, and Xia Heng also saw that he might be the only survivor in this area.

A gray-haired kid still in a coma, covered by an adult's corpse.

"It's a bit familiar...but if he wasn't calling for help himself, who was calling?"

Naturally, it couldn't be an adult whose corpse was already cold. Just as he frowned, the ethereal voice sounded again, but it was a little clearer than before.

"......here."

Wen Sheng looked, and in the shadow of a nearby ruin, there was a chessboard full of scratches.Obviously not a soul trapped in the chessboard, Xia Heng frowned slightly, adding a few layers of spells in front of his eyes, and then he could see the figure in the shadow.

An extremely illusory figure sat behind the chessboard, with a blurred face, like a model with missing details, and like a blurry bubble that could disappear at any time.

"A creature that materializes by virtue of other people's thoughts and beliefs? You don't even have a clear body. You have very few believers."

With just a glance, Xia Heng understood the true body of the other party, and the voice that would have been subconsciously ignored before finally became clear at this time.

"Although it's true, it's really too wrong to say that. But that's what the unknown gods are like. If no one knows, if no one misses them, they will still lose their activity."

The gods sitting in the shadows sighed as they flexibly opened the chessboard and placed the pieces.

"God species? That is to say, there is more than one god, and there are other races, right?"

Xia Heng sat on the ground and looked at this childish-looking, fuzzy-faced god with interest.

"That kid is your believer, right? I'm afraid no one else knows about him except him, otherwise the existence will not be so blurred."

"Yeah, it's better to say that without Riku, even if I was born in the elf corridor, the essence would not be activated. I am very grateful to him. After all, my name is Tet, the god of games." Tet is quite Calmly, speaking, he placed the last piece, and his voice was cheerful: "What about you? What's your name? Where do you come from?"

"Xiaheng."

Xia Heng replied briefly, glanced at the pieces placed on the chessboard, and raised his eyebrows.

"Endgame? My side is almost bound to lose, right? It's just a draw at most."

"This is a game that Riku and I haven't finished before. It was interrupted by the battle between the Ex-Machina and the Dragon Spirit. It's a pity, he's progressing so fast, he's almost able to kill me. It's a draw."

The God of Games spread his hands and said helplessly.

"Xia Heng, you should have come from outside the world, you don't know anything about the current situation of this world... I can see that you don't have elf power, but other powers. The game of chess is good, as long as you can win me, I will tell you the current situation in the world, but if you lose, you have to answer one of my questions. Fair enough, right?"

"Playing chess with the god of games, it will be difficult to win."

Xia Heng glanced at the other's face, although it was still blurry, he seemed to be able to see a bit of a smile.

"You can't win anyway, so it's better to bet bigger. If I win, you have to answer everything I want to know within the known range. If I lose..."

The moment the other party called out his name, he already understood where the familiarity he had seen with Riku came from.The protagonist of the theatrical version of Game Life, a story that happened [-] years ago.

Although he did not understand the settings of the theatrical version, he knew the power of Titu, the god of games, even though he had not yet obtained the Star Cup, which symbolizes the highest authority in the world.These gods born from the 3.7 Spirit Corridor are born with outstanding talents in their corresponding fields.

But Xia Heng is confident that with the aid of Hei Mu, the number of moves he can deduce is comparable to that of Titu. After all, the possibility of chess is limited, and each additional step will increase the amount of calculation exponentially. When the number of steps is the same, the rest is a battle of psychological warfare.And it doesn't matter if you win or lose.

"If I lose, I'll help you win the Star Cup, how about that?"

Looking at the stunned Titu, Xia Heng smiled.

"No problem, try your hand in the first round, and start the second round of betting."

After a brief period of surprise, Titu spread out his arms, and the blurred face seemed to be a little clearer.

"Then, the game begins!".

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, the voice said cheerfully.

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Chapter [-] Three-dimensional map of another world

"It is necessary to adopt more correct actions, better tactics, and better strategies!"

Sitting cross-legged in front of the chessboard, Tet shouted in a high voice, his blurred face full of joy.

"...a draw again."

And Xia Heng, who was sitting opposite, looked at the chessboard and couldn't help sighing.

"You did it on purpose, right? You force a draw at the end. You just want to play, right?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, because it's hard to have an evenly matched opponent. If the winner is directly determined, you won't continue to play, right?" Titu admitted frankly and apologized.

"It's just down here. After so long, he's almost awake."

Glancing at the young man in the ruins, Xia Heng slowly got up and stretched his stiff limbs.And Tet also honestly put away the old chessboard and put it beside the boy.

Riku is about to wake up, so the other side should also...

With a thought, Xia Heng looked up.

Beneath the thick cloud cover, an imperceptible black spot moved slowly towards it at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The Ex-Machina has come to collect data, you..."

Xia Heng turned his head to look, but found that Titu had long since disappeared, so he couldn't help shaking his head.

"13 One thought can disappear. The gods are really convenient. If you contact the Ex-Machina too early, you may be involved in the war, but...let's say hello and go."

With the piercing sound of breaking the air, the figure that was originally a thousand meters away, Huicheng fell, and the petite body full of mechanical plugs stopped in mid-air.

Those pale golden eyes scrutinized the scenery below through the crystals as thin as cicada wings, and when they caught a glimpse of Xia Heng's face, a strange streamer flashed from their eyes.

"Hubby... No, I should call you the Ex-Machina now."

Patting the robe, Xia Heng smiled and looked at Loli in the sky.

"Come to this place where there are not many living people left, what are you Ex-Machinas going to collect?"

The Ex-Machina is one of the fifteen races in the world, and will definitely act in groups, and each individual will share consciousness with the group.It can be said that talking to one Ex-Machina is talking to the entire Ex-Machina race.