Chapter 35 Chapter i.? ? ■Subspace chess and card room? ■
? Subspace, chess and card room? ?
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It seems that I have randomly found a piece of pure black space with an unknown height at the top, an unknown depth at the bottom, an unknown width on the left, and an unknown width on the right.
Paved with black and white squares, the stereotypical chess and card room floor suddenly appears in this space.
A white light lamp hung dangling from the black space above, and the clear white light was monotonously sprinkled on a circular area.
On the black and white square floor, there is an ordinary maroon four-legged round table, neatly covered with a black velvet tablecloth. On the tablecloth, there are endless, countless chess pieces, large and small, arranged in rows and rows.
No one moves the chess pieces, but the chess pieces can move by themselves. Each chess piece changes position on the chessboard according to its own rules.
Every second, countless chess pieces disappear, and every second, countless chess pieces appear.
.Originally
, this space was quiet.
But suddenly, as if opening and closing his eyes, five figures were already sitting around this small table.
There was a man with a big belly, and yellow-green pus could not stop gurgling out from his big belly. His chair was made of solid vines, half of which was full of life, with flesh and blood flowers happily spitting out pus and sewage.
The other half withered and withered, and a void of death and silence clung to the vine branches.
But if anyone else observes, they will see that the two sides of the chair are constantly changing. The half that was dead one second is full of life the next second.
His ichor splattered on the round table, and the foul-smelling liquid soaked the nearby tablecloth.
But the others at the table turned a blind eye to such a disrespectful scene.
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Him who is constantly flashing and changing "sits" on a crystal chair that is also constantly changing. For a moment, tentacles stretch out from His body, but in the next moment it turns into the sharp beak of a bird, chirping and screaming. .
The only thing that doesn't change is the blue light that is dark and bright at times, deep and light at times.
The crystal chair is constantly changing, shining with strange lights. Its shape sometimes becomes very strange, and it cannot be called a chair, but He can always find the right posture when sitting on it, "Sit" "In this chair. Angry red light roared, and the chair made of countless skulls was plated with brass. Compared with the other seats, the seats made of skulls were somewhat crude
. But He loved it. Next to the chair, a tomahawk full of violent aesthetics was hacked directly into the floor. Countless blood burst out from the gaps in the skull, killing, destroying, beheading, and fighting. He who was in charge of justice and tyranny roared angry words all the time. .Beside him, sat a graceful figure that was twisting constantly. The sparkling and strange purple light flashed on his scales. It was perfect and strange. He was humming in pleasure, and his snake-like figure was wrapped around the chair. On the tail, from time to time, a certain part of the tail suddenly tightens, or suddenly relaxes, accompanied by an obvious and abrupt hum. The chair under Him is the ultimate work of art. Countless artists have spent their entire lives engraving patterns on it that they can imagine. It is perfect and charming. .These four occupy most of the round table. The green juice, blue light, blood, and lust that symbolize their territory soaked from their seats, slowly seeping into the black velvet tablecloth, and slowly corroding the tablecloth. chess piece on. Compared with the other four carefree people, the last remaining one occupies the smallest space on the round table. But this cannot conceal his nobility. He was wearing a white robe. The white robe was pure white without any decoration. Under the simple linen cloth was the most perfect muscular body imaginable by humans. His muscles were strong but in line with aesthetics. Although he was obviously ignored by the four people at the table, occupying the smallest space and could even be called crowded, he still sat calmly, and the gold chair shone lowly. On the round table, under the white light, at the top of the chessboard, there are twenty-one chess pieces that are obviously higher than all the other living beings. The finely carved textures shine without any light, attracting the attention of the four people on the field. But currently, most of the exquisite chess pieces are in the arms of the most inconspicuous player. The four gods all shook their heads and blinked dissatisfiedly. Greedy guys must pay the price. Contracts are not the same as rules. Breaking the contract requires punishment from them personally. However, the trends on the chessboard are ever-changing, and the time has not yet come, and the story has not yet reached its climax. On the table, near Death and Corruption, a delicate chess piece carved to hold a scythe stood proudly, moving in small increments according to its own rules. Beside it, the loving father put down a rotten alien chess piece, and the two began to fight from the beginning. The small but delicate duel kept making the loving father laugh. However, at some point, the tiniest chess piece near them suddenly grew larger, which of course did not escape the attention of the gods. At first glance, this chess piece is the same as the other smallest chess pieces. It just looks like the most ordinary chess piece, and there is nothing attractive about it. But if you pay more attention, you will find that there is a black spot on it. Untouchable? These blackened chess pieces have always been disliked by the gods. But if you look closely, the black spot on the chess piece is actually a tiny hole. The deep hole leads nowhere, but the tiny dot seems to be connected to another infinitely vast and vast space. Nurgle grumbled. He who was in charge of stagnation always disliked these little guys who appeared from time to time. They occur very infrequently and are often confused. According to the tacit understanding of the gods, these little guys who may threaten the entire world should be eliminated directly. What's more, this annoying guy is next to his favorite chess piece. He began to rearrange the layout, but there was a conflict at the junction with the Lord of Change at the far end of the chessboard. Annoying guy. Nurgle, the master of stasis, and Tzeentch, the master of change, are mortal enemies and are often at war with each other. As Nurgle and Tzeentch battled, the Lord of Man continued to advance his pieces calmly. Finally, he arrived. The delicate chess piece holding the sickle and the inconspicuous little chess piece appeared in his hand at the same time. He did not immediately erase the little chess piece. "Oh - no way?" Slaanesh twisted his body exaggeratedly, his face twisted, as if he had made the most exaggerated expression he could imagine. "Do you want to change the little agreements between us?" "You can't always do these little tricks!!! This doesn't do any good to the world?!" The red figure was furious,
The blue figure screamed with joy,
"You see, I'm not the first to change the agreement?!"
"But..."
His eyes flashed with wisdom and cunning,
"If you insist on doing this, then We can also change the agreement."
"It's obvious that you want to play, have you forgotten the first time?"
Nurgle looked at Tzeentch, that damn blue bird, dissatisfied.
"Yes, it's obviously you who wants to play! It's you every time?!"
Slaanesh winked at Tzeentch. He didn't dislike these little tricks. Although it was dangerous, it would bring him a different kind of pleasure.
"Except you two, we don't even bother to play these boring and risky tricks!!!"
Seeing
that the emperor still insisted on holding his son, they didn't bother too much. The Lord of Change stretched out his "hand" and slapped it. table.
Agree to rewrite.
The tiniest bits of the chess game produce changes in sound.
No one noticed that the four gods were noisy and returned to their previous normal state, as if the scene just now did not attract much of their attention.
The Lord of Mankind seemed to be left out in the cold once again, but he took his time.
.Behind
him,
the Fool sneaking in the darkness outside the lamp appeared silently. The loser of the last game had already been ridiculed by the four gods and left the table.
From under the table, out of sight, he handed the two sons to the Emperor.
The twisted smile was full of unwillingness and anger.
The Emperor smiled.
Little knowledge: The protagonist's name - Hades (Hades) is the king of Hades in ancient Greek mythology.
In charge of the underworld, death, and pain. It is a symbol of the souls of the dead.
At the same time, he doesn't mind much.
Often confused with the Grim Reaper by others.
There is no chess and card room in subspace, so this article does not exist. The above plot did not happen anywhere, it is all nonsense.
In addition, I have no conscience, I randomly picked up the main character’s name from foreign baby naming websites, and then I read the comments and checked it out and found out that there are so many coincidences! ! ! When I nicknamed him "Revenant", I had no idea the meaning of the protagonist's name! ! ! Damn it, am I not being targeted by Tzeentch? !
(End of chapter)