In the weird second dimension of killing gods

The remaining nine people are also good enough, and together they can deal with enough "horse" to deal with the deceased's side.

As for Huo Xia, this guy's luck is simply off the charts.

That's strong luck.

Arisu Sakayanagi even suspected that even if Kagura was faced with a situation where she was certain to die, she could still survive by sheer luck.

"As long as we get out of Yumen Pass, we can ignore most of the penalties. Once we get out of Hangu Pass, they can't get ahead of us unless they stack up to twenty." Sakayanagi Arisu murmured in a low voice, making plans in his mind.

Only her body trembled slightly.

"Are you OK?"

Longzhu Tao held Sakayanagi Arisu's shoulders and asked with concern.

Sakayanagi Arisu took a moment to calm down and said, "I'm sorry to have worried you. My body is still too weak. Playing chess is also a form of exercise, and I seem to be a little tired."

Two hours have passed since the start of the game. Arisu Sakayanagi is a little overwhelmed by such a high-intensity game, but fortunately the pressure will be much less in the future.

The flesh on Xing Xian'er's cheek twitched slightly, and she suddenly smiled with relief, and said coquettishly: "I really didn't expect that we were just a group of beginners, but I didn't expect that everyone had special skills. Although this is somewhat inconsistent with my gaming aesthetics, there is nothing I can do about it."

She looked at Huo Xia with her big watery eyes and said coquettishly, "Please don't laugh at my ugly appearance~"

After saying that, Xing Xian'er gently raised her hands, which were as tender and delicate as spring onions, and placed them on her smooth and flawless forehead.

Following a low humming sound that seemed to come from ancient mythology, a strange sound suddenly exploded in the air. Ten slender fingers, as if possessing strange magical powers, pressed down suddenly and penetrated the surface of the skin on the forehead.

There was no expected sound of bones breaking, but instead a creepy friction sound, as if countless insects were crawling under the skin.

When Huo Xia saw this scene, his scalp suddenly went numb.

He had seen similar weirdness before.

Li Leshan called it "Rakshasa ghost".

It is a demon in human skin. In the current Chinese spiritual world and even among the people, it has a famous name - Painted Skin.

Xing Xian'er tore it off with both hands violently, as if unveiling the most mysterious veil in the world.

The entire face, which was originally very pretty, was torn apart from the middle, revealing the true face underneath.

It was a face made up of green, insect-like vines entwined together. It was so ugly that it almost subverted all definitions of beauty. It was like an evil ghost crawling out from the depths of hell, extremely terrifying.

Under this distorted face, green flesh tentacles instantly broke out of the skin and shot towards Huo Xia's head as fast as lightning.

Huo Xia instinctively fell sideways, his body hitting the hard ground heavily, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Huo Xia, still in shock, looked up and saw that the scene above the stone table had turned into a horrifying one.

Countless green flesh tentacles danced wildly like whips in the wind. Every lash brought about a sharp whistle that tore through the air, harsh and cold.

At the moment of life and death, Huo Xia quickly curled up his body and tried his best to hide under the stone table.

Above his head, green tentacles kept flashing like sickles.

If the dice shooter loses the ability to throw, he or she is considered to have lost.

If you can't win the game, just kill the chess player, right?

Huo Xia complained in her heart: "That's why I say reality is just a rubbish game!"

The tentacles above his head wreaked havoc for more than ten minutes before they stopped, and then the sound of rolling dice was heard.

"The next horse goes to Tiehe."

Xing Xian'er's voice rang out.

Huo Xia calculated in his mind that this time the opponent should throw a color of five, which is neither a penalty color nor a reward color. It will be his turn next.

just.

Huo Xia stretched out his hand, trying to summon the dice into his palm. After several minutes, when the strange things on the chessboard had finished moving, the three dice finally flew into his palm.

He threw the dice directly onto the ground.

Three dice landed.

It shows sixty-six-five, which is a kind of color appreciation, called "black seventeen".

Huo Xia spat out a mouthful of donated blood.

He looked at his left forearm tremblingly.

The wound that was bitten out and the hand bones that were originally covered with flesh and fascia disappeared.

Illegal use of chess equipment can cause organ damage.

This is punishment.

but.

Huo Xia moved his left hand.

Losing an organ doesn't seem to affect movement...

Also.

Even though so much flesh and blood had been eaten and so much blood had been lost, couldn't it still move around?

The penalties resulting from the rules will not result in death or affect activities.

But if he lost his lower body like Tomoya Aki, he would probably be unable to move.

"Have I turned into a zombie?" Huo Xia thought to himself, "Although it hurts a bit, it's not a big problem. As long as I don't die in the game, I can find a way to get the lost flesh and blood back."

"Moreover, the restrictions on this painted skin have also been exposed. I'm afraid it cannot be moved."

Thinking of this, Huo Xia breathed a sigh of relief and simply shrank back, leaning his entire back against the edge of the stone table.

This stone table is my best shield!

Chapter 7: The Go Master of Shuchiin

In the endless dark abyss, an exquisite and small pavilion stands proudly, like a bright star in the dark universe, in sharp contrast to the surrounding darkness.

Xing Xian'er stared at the chessboard in front of her.

The chessboard is like a miniature of the microscopic world. The numerous roads and buildings seem to be shrunk countless times, and every detail is depicted in great detail.

The core area of ​​the chess game is Hangu Pass.

And at its outpost "Xiangyu" Pass, all the living people were already standing there.

Li Leshan was wearing a flowing Taoist robe, Qian Miaoxin was holding a talisman, and the Iron Pillar Mage had a stern look on his face. There were also the warriors in shining armor, the heroines wielding long whips, and the Taoist priests with solemn expressions and whisks in their hands...

They are not mortals who are ignorant of the supernatural and ghosts, nor are they beginners with some minor powers of spells, but the best among those with psychic abilities.

In the ancient West, they were knightly nobles, and in the East, they were aristocratic families.

Their fate numbers are all above ten thousand.

In addition to them, there are two young and lovely girls. Ryujumo Momo carries Sakayanagi Arisu, who looks tired but has a determined look on his back.

The two women gazed at the towering Hangu Pass together, unable to suppress their excitement.

As long as they can successfully pass this natural barrier, according to the rules of the chess game, as long as Xing Xian'er's number of "horses" does not reach twenty, she will not be able to get ahead of them.

Victory was already firmly secured.

Under the stone table, Huo Xia curled up his body. Although his vision was blocked and he could not see the specific layout of the chessboard, he was full of firm trust in Sakayanagi Arisu.

This is the trust that lucky mortals have in "genius".

During the three years in Shuchiin, Huoxia has witnessed the abilities of these true geniuses in the second dimension, including Kaguya Shinomiya, Shinki Shijo, the current student council president...the IQ and talent of these people are far beyond his reach.

Therefore, Huoxia is also willing to believe in Sakayanagi Arisu, who is also known as a "genius".

Feeling this deep trust, a warm smile quietly bloomed on Sakayanagi Arisu's pale face, and she whispered softly: "What a wonderful person."

Xing Xian'er's emotions finally reached a peak at this moment. She could no longer endure this seemingly calm but murderous chess game, and she suddenly slammed the table with both hands.

boom!

The entire chessboard trembled slightly with her anger.

"That's enough, stop arguing!"

Xing Xian'er's roar echoed in the night sky. At this moment, the originally silent darkness seemed to respond to her anger. Countless hidden eyes opened instantly, reflecting a cold light.

Huo Xia looked at all this in astonishment.

It turns out there are ghosts hiding in the darkness.

These eyes, like stars in a summer night, suddenly all curved up like crescent moons, showing a mocking look towards Xing Xian'er.

Xing Xian Er yelled, "I don't want this to happen!!!"

Who would have thought that in a "hard" level game, all the newbies have special skills.

The psychics who entered from the front door were well prepared. Although the psychics who entered from the back door were all ordinary people, there were some who did not play by the rules, such as Huo Xia and Sakayanagi Arisu.

Huoxia is very lucky.

Arisu Sakayanagi has a very high intelligence.

This immediately secured the victory.

Xing Xian'er's voice gradually became strange. It was no longer a female voice that reminded people of music, but a disgusting sound like the crawling of insects.

"They should go to the last four bitter games."

After leaving these words, Xing Xian'er suddenly stretched out her white hand towards Tongque Pass (the 28th grid) and grabbed all the "horses" in that grid in her palm.

The moment her hands touched these little ghosts.

“Ahhhh————!”

A scream echoed through the darkness.

Even Huo Xia couldn't help but stick his head out, revealing half of his head to look over there.

A transparent flame ignited in Xing Xian'er's hand that was holding the "horse".

The "painted skin" on her arm was instantly ignited, and then the blue-black flesh and blood under the painted skin were burned by the transparent flames.

Xing Xian'er threw the thirteen "horses" in her hands to Xiangyu Pass without any care, and then reached out to Qinglong Pass and Guhuang Pass, throwing all the remaining ghosts to Xiangyu Pass.

The people on the chessboard could only see an ugly big hand picking up a group of strange-looking monsters and placing them on the ground not far from them.

Ghosts rushed out one after another, scaring everyone present.

There are flying Rakshasa ghosts in the sky, huge snakes emitting poisonous mist, monsters with three heads and six arms and bird heads, and two giants over five meters tall with ox heads and horse faces respectively.

Seeing twenty ferocious ghosts falling to the ground, Li Leshan's expression changed slightly. He said to everyone around him: "Form a formation immediately. If we are beaten out, we will lose!"

As soon as the words came out, everyone present immediately formed a formation skillfully.

Qian Miaoxin walked quickly to the exhausted Longzhu Tao and Sakayanagi Arisu and said, "Hurry up and get inside my talisman paper. The following is not suitable for children."

Sakayanagi Arisu seemed to have just woken up from a dream, and murmured in a low voice: "This is cheating, why is this game unreasonable..."

Long Zhutao nodded in agreement.

The reality is just as Huo Xia said, it’s really a rubbish game.

Thinking of this, Longzhu's peach-blue eyes couldn't help but look in Huoxia's direction.

Even though he knew that the other person had hidden under the stone table, he still couldn't help but look.

Then she was slightly stunned.

"It's all right now. Speaking of cheating, that guy is the worst."

Long Zhutao said this in a trance.

……

Xing Xian'er's painted skin, which had fascinated countless mortals, struggled painfully in the raging fire, and eventually turned into ashes and drifted away into the night.

Her true colors were now exposed.