Chapter 2265

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, 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 answer them."

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

[Chessboard of Destiny] and [Question and Answer Space] are all familiar terms, but when you think about it carefully, they seem to be terms you have never heard of before.

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 destiny, 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 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, without stopping.

The prophet was strong and strong. Seeing that the magic attack was fruitless, he rolled up and rushed forward.

"..."

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 landed in 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.

Then everyone was teleported to the new grid.

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.

At this time, knocking on the border again, it was found that it was impossible to pass through.

Mr. A said in a flat tone: "Every time you enter a grid, you have 300 seconds to answer. If you fail to answer within 300 seconds, it is assumed that you give up and will be punished."

All around, the grid border suddenly lit up with a light curtain, and a countdown of 300 seconds suddenly appeared on the light curtain.

Then, the first question appeared below the countdown.

Some people subconsciously looked at the question on the screen, 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."

[Star Sage] Glynton Rossetti then sneered: "The world's most advanced prophets are gathered here, what questions can be difficult for us?"

If it comes to "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 the intention to leave here immediately, and instead wanted to see what this [chessboard of fate] is.

...

"Dark..." Gina Grant whispered.

Dak nodded slightly at 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 was surprisingly not afraid. 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 he didn't expect that she was thinking about these things.

The "tick-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 on the light screen, it was actually a difficult astrology problem.

Astrology problems are simply lamb meat delivered to the doorsteps of many astrologers present.

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

"Too easy."

This thought came to everyone's mind almost at the same time.

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

"Congratulations, everyone, for your correct answers. Please move to the next grid." Mr. A said with a smile.

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

The prophet took a step forward, and stepped into the adjacent grid without any obstruction.

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

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...

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

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

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

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

They continued to enter the sixth grid and looked at the sixth difficult question.

"Choose B for this question!"

Another person answered in seconds.

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

"Isn't it A?" Someone objected.

But the question on the light curtain had disappeared and turned into a huge ??

The countdown stopped.

Mr. A smiled and said, "Unfortunately, this gentleman answered incorrectly. Please accept the punishment."

He raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.

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

[Rewind six grids]

Everyone was silent for a moment.

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 guarantee that it is 100% correct?" The prophet gritted his teeth and blushed as he performed a show of what it means to be tough.

The prophet who had a good relationship with him tried to help: "Okay, okay, isn't it just six grids backwards? Although he accidentally answered incorrectly, it just happened to let us know the degree of punishment for answering incorrectly. If it was just like this, it would be nothing more than answering six more questions, and, aren't the answers to those grids already known?"

His words made sense, and the atmosphere that was about to get angry quickly subsided.

Even the [Star Sage] said: "This mistake should be taken as a lesson. Next time you encounter a problem, don't rush to answer, remember to answer after discussion."

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

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Volume 1: Chapter 1158 Chapter 1145 Group Text Message from the Goddess of Destiny (4k)

Edgar Swift's [Space Marten] is a typical example of his magic elves with extra spirituality, so he is often released to stroll in the [Star Tower].

Especially in the past two years, when Dak's magic elves became more and more famous in the magic circle, his behavior became more and more frequent.

Unfortunately, no matter how much he raised the magic elf as a pet, he could only generate [bonds] at most, making the magic elf become slightly spiritual, rather than opening up intelligence like Dark's magic elf, comparable to human intelligence.

However, Eudora also became familiar with the [Space Marten] and caught it easily.

The [Space Marten] was worried about hurting her, so he didn't even struggle violently, but just grinned at the doll holding Eudora's thigh.

The girl with a pink bob and the cute doll with a three-head body are indeed a perfect match at first glance .

It is also conceivable why the doll would go directly to Eudora among so many prophets.

However, although Eudora looks as fragile as a crystal product that will break at the touch, her actual experience makes it impossible for her to be as naive as an ordinary girl.

She grabbed the [Space Marten] just as a subconscious action.

Then the next second, the magic card in the free left hand was suddenly triggered.

The tiny six-pointed star magic circle was activated almost instantly under the feet of the doll.

Then the rotating six-pointed star appeared from bottom to top, layer by layer, and formed a six-pointed star cage in an instant, imprisoning the doll. Among them.

Then Eudora moved her feet, retreated as fast as lightning, and distanced herself from the doll in an instant.

Through the rich light after the hexagram was superimposed, the doll's stunned expression could be faintly seen.

However, the reactions of the people around were also very fast.

Fate Steinbeck raised his hand, and a starlight spread out from under his feet, but it spread along the ground to form a sea of ​​stars, cutting off the space between the doll and the chessboard on the ground.

The magic card in Gina Grant's hand released a strange light, and the doll trapped in the hexagram cage was hung upside down, whimpering and struggling.

In just a few seconds, it was like it was itself The rabbit that was caught in the trap and hit the tree stump was tied up by the hunter and put on the grill.

The eyes of the nearby prophets were focused on this in an instant.

[Star Sage] came on the starlight, and the chess pieces touched by the starlight fragments along the way were like being covered with a layer of starlight glittering silver powder, frozen on the ground and motionless.

In such a short time, the magicians in the prophets have found a way to deal with the chess pieces.

Although they can be continuously generated from the chessboard, only one chess piece can be placed on each chessboard.

In other words, as long as the chess piece is controlled, no new chess pieces will be generated.

Although there are strengths and weaknesses among these chess pieces, even the strongest ones only have six-star strength.

Anyone who is a magister present can easily crush him.

The only real dangers are the dolls themselves and the chessboard beneath their feet.

Yue Fei ↓ Group □¤: 8"５⌒∑旒◆¤Lu Liu③怀二 At this time, the doll threw himself into the trap. After the chessboard was cut, it could not operate on its own, and the danger was greatly reduced.

[Star Sage] Glinton Rossetti immediately fell between the doll and the students, protecting the students behind him, and then realized that the doll had been subdued.

He remained silent for half a second, then whispered as if to relieve his embarrassment: "Is this the person behind the scenes? Why is it just a doll?"

…

It was several minutes before the prophets gathered into a grid again.

They didn't realize that they had been dealing with a doll for so long until the doll was caught.

But thinking about it carefully, it seems that only this can explain the various mistakes and omissions of the mastermind behind the scenes.