Bang! Tuk! Bang!

"I said, Hogg, think more clearly."

Now, it is the king's duty time, which means that the current King Charles is not sitting on a throne as high as a mountain and listening to such annoying reports over and over again, and of course he has to answer them one by one.

How boring, how useless, how powerless.

Magic Chess, a game played by all ages, was of course also spread in the palace.

As his favorite subordinate, Hogg seems to be closer to Charlie than ordinary guards. He is sitting on the opposite side of the chessboard, acting as Charlie's opponent.

"I'm just a rough man, so of course I can't beat you." Hogg chuckled and raised the chess piece representing [Evil Spirit] in his hand. He saw the long evil spirit with a crown of thorns on its head stretching its sickle shape roughly.

Its arms, as visible to the naked eye, its body is rapidly expanding!

Bang!

It smiled ferociously, its body kept trembling, and as if inadvertently, it had floated behind the [human beings] in the camp of flesh and blood creatures!

It wielded its extremely sharp sickle!

In an instant, the cold light burst out!

"Oops, the murderous intention is too strong." Charlie's lips curled up slightly. He also picked up a chess piece between his index and middle fingers, and slapped it in front of the human chess piece.

It was a wolf-shaped orc holding a shield high.

It gritted its teeth, its eyes flashed with blazing flames, and its arm muscles bulged, and it actually blocked this fatal blow!

Immediately, the human on the chessboard raised the staff held in his right hand, and the tip of the staff exploded with clusters of magical light spots in time. When the evil spirit was caught off guard, all the magic bullets had already hit it!

The evil spirit's body swallowed up all the magic bullets, and like ants gnawing at it, its body began to rapidly disintegrate and dissipate, eventually turning into a puddle of gray-black powder that piled up on both sides of the chessboard.

"I'm always so careless. Although I'm not very good at magic chess, but if I play it too much, I will always find some tricks..." Charlie supported his chin with his hand and raised his eyebrows.

Watching the situation quickly collapse around him.

"I'm still not as good as you." Hogg spread his hands. Without the evil spirit's initiative, the status of the rune creature was rapidly losing.

"Huh..." Charlie raised his eyebrows, took a sip of the wine at hand and said, "How did things go?"

"The instructions have been completed. As for how to do it, it is their business and has nothing to do with us. Of course, there will be a sense of proportion." Hogg gently restored the chess pieces on the table and replied softly.

"Very good, now let's see what the orc rebellion will be like." Charlie clapped his hands, stood up, and laughed indifferently, "Things like orcs..."

"Your move is a wise one."

"Don't say that, I have always been a lunatic." Charlie's facial muscles suddenly twitched, and a hint of struggle flashed in his eyes, "But for this power, you still need to continue to endure... The position of this king is still

You have to sit down."

It seems childish, but that's it. He wants to do this and must do it.

His ideal is very simple, to achieve a great cause that Yaris has never achieved in history - to unify the entire Pangaia, with his own hands.

Yaris's political system is inherently divided, which is why the Vatican is called the "Capital of All Nations". As long as you are not careful, this fragile machine will fall apart immediately.

Orcs...except monsters that consume food and energy, he couldn't find any other words to describe them.

Therefore, their existence is merely dispensable.

"By the way, someone recently reported that there is a stone statue in the [Land of Desire] that can overdraw destiny in advance." Charlie changed the topic and played with the scattered chess game familiarly, "Hogg, what do you think?"

Charlie's fingertips gently stroked the golden crown above the head of the [Human] chess piece, and a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes.

Bang! This big hand pinched the chess piece that represented itself and solemnly placed it in the center of the chessboard.

...

"[Miracle Stone Statue]... Sigh... I have to deal with this mess again." Tara's slender white fingers were constantly turning and playing with the crystal clear [Human] chess piece in her hand, shaking it for a while.

He fell to the side, then fell upside down after a while, "If you don't come early, you won't come late, but you come at this time. Feit, you said it's not torturing!"

"Ha, haha..." The young man in dark gray clothes opposite Tara responded slightly awkwardly, "Yes...sister..."

"Also, hurry up! How many games have you played, and you're still dragging your feet like this!"

"How are the stars lately?" Fett smiled bitterly, holding up the chess piece representing [Evil Spirit] and throwing it away casually.

Bang!

The radiance of magic power suddenly flashed, and the body of a withered grass man immediately expanded. As the magic power was distributed, a crown of thorns quickly swirled around the head of the evil spirit.

"You should know." Tara pursed her lips, with a hint of bitterness on her face. She seemed to be thinking about how to deal with it next, "The killing star is the first star; the disaster is the second star."

"It looks like the situation is not optimistic~" Tara's brother said with a smile on his face, as if he had found some way to break the situation, "The matter of [Miracle Statue] can be put aside for the time being."

"Yes," Tara manipulated the [Demonized Creature] and prepared to attack the [Elemental Creature] chess pieces, "The very interesting thing is that the star occupied by the third star is actually 'life'. In other words, this

The result of this kind of contradiction and conflict... oh! It's new vitality!"

"How strange."

"Yes, it's really strange! I even doubted whether that big book was a lie." Tara joked, her eyes narrowed, "But this is the limit of what we can do."

"Haha..." Fett smiled, raised the chess piece in his hand representing [Evil Spirit], and placed it next to the core chess piece representing [Humanity] in Tara's camp at lightning speed.

"I won't let you succeed~" Tara playfully blocked the [Orc] chess piece facing the humans between the evil spirits and humans, "Orcs...the biggest advantage is their rough skin and flesh.

thick."

"But they are stupid and ignorant." Fett smiled lightly, shaking his fingertips, urging the evil spirit's chess pieces to fly forward, "In other words, they are easily deceived."

"That's true." Tara had already foreseen the outcome of this chess game and flipped her long hair confidently, "You are going to lose again."

"That's not necessarily the case." Fett crossed his legs and his eyes flashed, "Watch it."

The [Evil Spirit] on the chessboard unfolded its illusory form, and the scarecrow with the crown of thorns stiffly raised its sickle. The mist condensed by the rune magic kept flashing, and it was waved out of its hand.

The sharpest weapon!

"It's blocked...huh?"

Tara looked at the scene on the chessboard in disbelief, even taking a breath.

Bang!

There was a soft sound, and the wolf-orc man still raised the big shield in front of him. During the soft roar, sparks flew, causing the Star Power chessboard to shake violently!

The chess piece was unexpectedly thrown backwards involuntarily by this huge force!

"How is it possible...this..." Tara looked at Feit who was slightly surprised in front of her, covered her lips, and caressed them remotely.

The chess piece representing the orcs fell hard on the [human] head!

In an instant, stone chips were flying, and the shining crown was shattered into powder. As the human face was shattered, his robe, his arms, his body, and his legs also began to collapse one after another!

The [Orc] chess piece looked at the shattered chess piece under him in confusion, and finally lowered his head along with other flesh and blood creatures.

Is this the ending...?

"You..." Tara stared at the face of her biological brother, Fet Sarenwell, with a dull and sad expression.

"What's wrong?" Fett laughed loudly. He gently stroked a thick black gemstone ring on his hand, which was engraved with a noble and mysterious six-pointed star pattern. At this time, he looked pure and simple.

Reveal its most essential beauty.

"I won." He said with a smile.

"Yes, you won, mark this time." Tara's lips parted, and there was an extra bit of hesitation between her words.

"Haha, of course I have to remember it! Sister, you are so lucky this time!" He shouted happily, patted his chess partner, stood up, and prepared to leave.

Tara looked into Fett's eyes quietly, feeling a unique sense of oppression from bottom to top: "Don't touch Marshall, do what you should do."

"Why did you suddenly talk about this kind of thing..." Fett said angrily, "Besides, I will not personally participate in this kind of thing. Okay, okay! I will pay attention.

"

The second half of the sentence was added temporarily because of my elder sister's murderous look.

"We are just agents. I don't want us to be so tired. This is for me and for you."

"I see."

...

At night, the Dream Department and the Orc Management Department are brightly lit.

This is an urgent moment and we cannot relax for a moment.

Tired personnel are quickly dismissed, and those who have been repaired are rotated into duty.

As for employees at the core of the company, they should be present around the clock.

Take Sheldon, for example, and of course his "son", Merlin.

Martin went to sleep in the staff dormitory, and Sheldon and Merlin had to stay until the end of the evening shift, that is, until nine o'clock.

The two of them had nothing to do, so they had no choice but to show off their skills with a pair of magic chess pieces on the table.

Sheldon is mainly on temporary standby. If Payman asks him for something, he can arrive in time and provide certain help.

"I will definitely not lose to you this time!" Merlin pouted his little mouth angrily, holding the hourglass that distributes magic power firmly in his hand, pinching the gravel inside bit by bit, and pouring it into something that belongs to nightmares like blood.
To be continued...