Chapter 2223

The seats disappeared, everyone stood up, and they subconsciously moved closer to the tower master's position.

Dak did not stand out, and followed Eudora and Gina to Professor Medea.

However, while moving closer, his mind was also thinking at high speed.

This special space is located on a chessboard, which is similar to a go chessboard, but the number of vertical and horizontal grids is different.

The position they are in is just one of the grids on the chessboard.

The four huge chess pieces are attached to the four corners of the grid, forming a square barrier that surrounds them.

But although the chess pieces are large, they are very small compared to the entire chessboard.

Dak looked around, and the first thing he thought of was the subspace of [Gate of Heaven] - of course, this is also related to the fact that he has been thinking about things related to the subspace recently.

The chessboard space gave him a sense of déjà vu of the subspace.

Of course, the two are not the same.

At least here, he can breathe smoothly.

In addition, there is an obvious barrier in the [Star Tower], which theoretically cannot be teleported inside or outside, and even [Telepathy] cannot penetrate it.

If you believe in the strength of the barrier of the [Star Tower], then it means that this chessboard space is definitely not outside the tower.

At most, it is like [Gate of Heaven], which has nothing to do with "inside and outside", and is a different-dimensional teleportation.

That is, the environment of this chessboard space is not like a different dimension like "subspace".

In this way, it is more likely to be a "built-in space", that is, like the inside of a "storage bag", a space built into a certain prop.

This "certain prop" naturally refers to the chessboard under your feet.

And this chessboard may be somewhere in this [Star Tower]!

It is even very likely that it is in that [Star Drop Platform]!

For a "built-in space" of this degree, as long as the space barrier is destroyed, or even the chessboard itself is destroyed, it can theoretically escape.

But Dark touched the little Eevee in his arms and still chose to wait and see.

——If the [Star Tower] deliberately used this method to lead out the person behind the scenes, then if he took action without authorization, wouldn’t it destroy the [Star Tower]’s calculation?

So at this time, it is better to be cautious.

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When the commotion calmed down a little, the four people standing next to the four chess pieces finally made some moves.

They brought this group of prophets to this space, of course, it is impossible for them to bring them to this space without any reason.

In fact, their purpose is very strong.

After the four people looked at each other, they suddenly pushed the chess pieces in front of them, and saw that the four chess pieces suddenly shot out beams of light. The four beams of light met in the air, and a human figure suddenly appeared in front of everyone from blurry to clear.

"Good evening, gentlemen and ladies."

The gentleman in a suit, a tall hat, and a cane saluted everyone in a very standard way.

The gentleman's clothes were divided in the middle, with black on the left and white on the right. The lining of the suit was a black and white plaid shirt, a tie was white on the left and black on the right, and the cane was black and white spirally rising.

"Who are you?"

A scream suddenly sounded in the crowd.

Dak glanced over there and saw an old prophet who looked like Gargamel.

The prophet had squeezed in and was very close to the master of the [Star Tower]. At this time, he spoke boldly.

The people around her were like this, and they almost immediately became noisy. They didn't look like the mysterious prophet in people's minds at all, but more like the scoundrels that can be seen everywhere on the street.

But at this time, there was no need for demeanor.

Edgar Swift and others just watched coldly.

The black and white gentleman smiled and said, "It doesn't matter who I am, but you can call me A."

Another prophet asked on the spot: "Mr. A, where is this place? How can we get out? Why did you bring us here?"

Mr. A smiled and answered one by one: "This is the chessboard of fate, a question-and-answer space. Every time you enter a grid, you have to answer a question. Your answer will determine your fate. As for how to leave here, please see."

After speaking, he turned slightly and pointed behind him.

But about thirty grids away from here, an elliptical portal suddenly lit up.

Mr. A smiled and said, "The exit is there. As long as you reach the grid where the [door] is located, you can leave here. But if you answer too many wrong questions, the position of the [door] may change, or even be closed forever."

"You haven't said it yet, why did you bring us here?" The previous prophet asked again.

Mr. A said, "Because my master has doubts and needs someone to solve his doubts."

As soon as he finished speaking, the prophets started to make noise again.

[Fate Chessboard], [Question and Answer Space], both sound familiar, but when you think about it carefully, it seems that you have never heard of the terms.

As for the master mentioned by Mr. A, it is even more inexplicable.

They have never heard of such a person on this continent.

"What fate, question and answer, ridiculous!"

Suddenly, a prophet in his thirties or forties sneered and rushed towards a corner of the grid.

He ignored Mr. A, who was obviously a projection, and his target was clearly the "audience" guarding one of the chess pieces.

I saw a ray of red light in his sleeves, and a moment later, a red air wave burst out in front of him, swallowing up the "audience" like a tide.

But the "audience" was expressionless and motionless.

I saw a white light suddenly flashing on the border of the grid, which actually blocked all the red air waves, and no energy impact penetrated at all.

Mr. A smiled and watched, and did not stop.

The prophet was physique, seeing that the magic attack was fruitless, he curled up and rushed over.

"..."

Without any sound, the prophet's body directly penetrated the white light curtain, and then passed through the chess piece and the body of the "audience", and fell into another adjacent grid with a trance.

Then the next second, a burst of white light lit up on the grid where the others were originally located.

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The four chess pieces still followed, and Mr. A also floated in the air.

If it weren't for the prophet who crashed into it at the beginning, the others wouldn't even feel the change of the grid.

If you tap the border again, you will find that you can no longer pass through.

Mr. A said calmly: "Every time you enter a grid, you have 300 seconds to answer. If you fail to answer within 300 seconds, you will be considered to have given up and will be punished."

The light curtains suddenly lit up at the grid borders all around, and a 300-second countdown suddenly appeared on the light curtains.

Then, the first question appeared below the countdown.

Some people subconsciously looked at the question on the light curtain, but more people looked at Edgar Swift.

The tower master of the [Star Tower], who was being watched by everyone, finally spoke, but suddenly smiled: "Interesting, why not answer it first."

Glinton Rossetti, the [Star Sage], sneered: "The world's most cutting-edge prophets are gathered here, what questions can be difficult for us?"

If we talk about "knowledge", then almost all the prophets present are still "conceited", and many people have similar expressions on their faces like him.

It's just answering questions!

This is professional matching.

Many people even lost their minds to leave here immediately, and instead wanted to see what this [Chessboard of Destiny] was.

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"Dak..." Gina Grant whispered.

Dak nodded slightly to her, gradually calming her down.

Eudora, who was between the two, was struggling whether to take the opportunity to hug Dak's arm.

But in this scene that should have been scary, she unexpectedly did not feel scared. If she hugged him at this time, would it be too artificial?

"Dak shouldn't like this behavior, right?" She was thinking wildly, which was also the only one at the scene.

Dak saw her lowering her head and thought she was nervous, but she didn't expect that she was thinking about these things at all.

The "tick" sound of the 300-second countdown was like a drop of water dripping into the heart, urging people to subconsciously look at the question and seek the answer.

Dak couldn't help but look over.

But he saw that the light curtain showed a difficult astrology problem.

The astrology problem was like lamb meat delivered to the doorstep for the many astrologers present.

Not to mention the 300-second countdown, just when Dak had just finished reading the question, someone had already shouted the answer to the question.

"Too easy."

This thought almost popped up in everyone's mind at the same time.

Then a prophet who was closer to the border suddenly took a step towards the adjacent grid.

"Congratulations, everyone, for answering correctly. Please enter the next grid." Mr. A said with a smile.

At the same time, the question on the light screen turned into a big ??, and the countdown stopped.

The prophet took a step forward, and was no longer blocked, and stepped directly into the adjacent grid.

When his feet landed, everyone was teleported to the next grid, and a new countdown and question appeared on the light screen.

It was still a question that was relatively difficult for ordinary people, but not complicated for the prophets present.

Answer in seconds, move forward, answer in seconds, move forward...

He moved five grids in the direction of the [door] in one breath.

Seeing that the distance of thirty squares has been shortened by one-sixth, the prophets feel relieved.

No matter who the [master] behind the scene is.

This [chessboard of destiny] is a little easter egg of [Prophecy Night], which is not bad.

They continue to enter the sixth square and look at the sixth difficult question.

"Choose B for this question!"

Another person answered instantly.

But as soon as the voice started, many people had an ominous premonition in their hearts.

"Isn't it A?" Someone retorted.

But the question on the light screen has disappeared and turned into a huge ??.

The countdown stopped.

Mr. A smiled and said, "I'm sorry, this gentleman answered incorrectly. Please accept the punishment."

After saying that, he raised his right hand and snapped his fingers with a "snap".

After the snap, everyone instantly disappeared from the spot and appeared on... the square where they first entered!

[Rewind six squares]

Everyone was silent instantly.

The prophet who answered incorrectly instantly became the target of public criticism.

"I just accidentally read the question wrong. Don't look at me like that. Can anyone of you guarantee that it is 100% correct?" The prophet gritted his teeth and blushed as he demonstrated what it means to be tough.

The prophet who had a good relationship with him tried to save the situation: "Okay, okay, isn't it just six squares backward? Although he accidentally answered wrongly, he just let us know the degree of punishment for answering wrongly. If this is the case, it is nothing more than Answer six more questions, and don’t you already know the answers to those grids?”

What he said made sense, and the atmosphere that was about to become violent quickly subsided.

Even [Sage of the Stars] said: "This mistake should be treated as a lesson. Next time you encounter a question, don't rush to answer it. Remember to discuss it before answering."

Everyone agreed, and then walked back to the grid they had walked through before.

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