I Became the Devil Queen's Heart Demon-Chapter 898 - 335: Imperial Treatment! Miracles of Strength! (Part 2)
At the moment when the black pieces went all-in, deep into enemy territory, the white pieces’ formation instantly shifted. The head and tail of the great dragon coordinated, revealing bloodthirsty fangs, and in just five moves, it devoured the black pieces completely.
At this point, the black pieces were powerless to reverse the situation, utterly defeated.
"..."
Chen Mo’s excited expression froze on his face.
It turned out that the so-called "sliver of hope" was a flaw deliberately left by Qi Chengze, with every subsequent move being within the opponent’s expectations.
But he had no chance of winning from the start, so why go to such lengths? 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮
Was it merely to satisfy his own wicked humor?
"Those who greed for victory will surely lose, while those who are cautious will survive."
"A true player never naively trusts ’divine providence,’ because what you perceive as opportunity might be the dead-end trap set by someone else."
Qi Chengze stroked his beard and spoke leisurely.
Chen Mo’s eyebrows furrowed even more tightly.
Can’t the riddler get out of Great Yuan!
Actually, he also understood that the opponent wanted to use this chess game to remind him, hiding deep meanings within his words, clearly related to the turmoil occurring this time... whether obscuring and mystifying deliberately or afraid to speak out clearly?
Qi Chengze sized up Chen Mo, smilingly said: "From the moment you sat down, your emotions were exerted by the chess game, hesitating, excited, disappointed, angry... completely losing the ability to think calmly."
"If you can’t even control your emotions, how can you manipulate the situation?"
"Chen Mo, do you think you are a chess player, or a chess piece?"
"I..."
Chen Mo’s lips moved, yet he didn’t know how to respond.
If the land of Jiu Zhou were considered a giant chessboard, then was he the player seated at the gaming table, or was he a piece swept along by the major currents?
And who was his opponent?
All that transpired, was it fortune’s doing, or a trap laid by the opponent?
He vaguely felt an invisible net enveloping him, continuously tightening...
As Chen Mo fell into a daze, a silver gleam flashed between Qi Chengze’s brows, and the chessboard started to twist.
The black and white chess pieces seemed like bottomless whirlpools, with immense suction pulling him entirely in.
?!
Chen Mo’s vision suddenly went black.
When his sight recovered, he found himself in a massive square.
The wooden ground was covered with crisscrossed grooves, forming equal-size squares, and he stood on one such square.
"This is... the chessboard?"
Chen Mo gazed around, realization dawning upon him.
It seemed he had been dragged into the Illusory World by the Director using some Divine Skills.
"A test?"
Chen Mo lifted his leg to step forward, onto the next square, suddenly feeling a warning in his heart, quickly retreating.
Boom!
A massive white stone fell from the sky, landing precisely where he had just set foot, the previously fingernail-sized piece now appeared to his eyes as towering as a mountain!
Even though he knew it was an Illusory World, it evoked a nameless fear in him, as though being struck by this piece would truly lead to his demise!
Boom boom boom——
The speed at which the chess pieces fell began to accelerate, without any pattern.
Chen Mo’s True Yuan was suppressed, unable to fly, relying only on bodily reactions to dodge back and forth on the chessboard.
Several times he was extremely close, narrowly avoiding being crushed into pulp!
As more pieces fell, the space available for movement gradually shrunk, leaving him trapped in a square, surrounded by barriers, no way out, helplessly watching the mountain above crashing down...
"Damn it..."
Chen Mo cursed under his breath, vision blacking out again.
Upon opening his eyes once more, he found himself back on the chessboard, the pieces vanished.
"Restarted?"
His back was soaked with cold sweat, the sensation of being on the brink of death was intensely real, feeling his body crushed inch by inch by the stones, the intense pain nearly causing him to faint, definitely unwilling to experience it again!
"Based on the Director’s words, to escape the chessboard requires a perspective that grasp the whole situation."
Chen Mo took a deep breath, then stepped forward.
As pieces fell, he dodged while memorizing their positions, gradually sketching the entire chess game in his mind.
"These piece positions are exactly like the previous game!"
With this thought, Chen Mo turned and sprinted quickly towards the edge of the chessboard.
If he recalled correctly, there were no pieces at this location.
Sure enough, as the vicinity filled with enormous pieces, the place where he stood remained calm.
"So simple?"
Chen Mo’s lips curled into a smile.
But soon, the smile vanished, replaced with amazement and confusion.
The dozens of white pieces converged into one, transforming into a giant dragon that soared into the sky, opening its gaping maw to bite, directly swallowing him whole!
"Damn..."
Restart once more.
Standing in the center of the chessboard, Chen Mo hung his head low, eyes cold.
It seemed just dodging would not work, passing this "trial" necessitated breaking free from the role of the piece and, from the player’s perspective, defeating the opponent.
In simple terms...
Was it about slaughtering this white dragon?
Although both Primordial Qi and Soul Power were suppressed, he could still feel the presence of True Dragon Blood within him, stirred to action by the brink of death twice.
"Seems I overcomplicated the problem..."
"The earthworm conquers the dragon?"
"Heh, who is the earthworm and who is the True Dragon remains to be seen!"
...
...
In the courtyard.
Ling Yishan and Qi Chengze were leisurely sipping tea.
While Chen Mo sat quietly in the chair, eyes slightly closed, unmoving.
