Simple Game Live Room

Chapter 437 Chess Player
The passage of time in the live broadcast room is not the same as the passage of time in the chessboard world. 2 hours is approximately equivalent to two days in the chessboard world.

Therefore, while people outside felt like they were watching a movie, everyone in the chessboard world had spent nearly a day and night.

This feeling is very strange, so strange that people in the chessboard world can't realize whether there are new foreign 'tourists' in this world.

Therefore, even though Fernando on the chessboard is throwing the dice recklessly, Zheng Hao in the world of the chessboard is always ignorant.

If it hadn't been for the collision that brought everyone together, maybe Zheng Hao didn't know that Uniyi and people from other camps had come to this chessboard world.

Just like now, when the third throw of the dice happened, Zheng Hao still had no idea.Apart from the fact that he really didn't know when to throw the dice, the more important reason was that his attention was all on the group of people in front of him now.

"It's surprising! I really didn't expect you to abandon the delicious food and wine below to come here..."

A voice full of confusion but with a hint of sarcasm came out from the ruffian who was wearing a suit in front of Zheng Hao.

"You really can't wait to die, right?"

Musa was leaning on a chair. Beside him was an unconscious woman with a pale face. Musa brought a hand to her mouth, and blood flowed from her hand to Musa's mouth.

In addition, in this dining room about the size of four classrooms integrated, there are a number of unconscious people on the huge dining table, and at this time the person sitting on the dining table is bowing his head to taste He began to hold the red blood in the wine glass that smelled of iron.

The restaurant, the dinner party, and the scene in front of me do meet these two points.However, it is different from the delicious food and wine in the lower floor.

In this room, the food for the so-called dinner party is the blood and flesh of these unconscious people.

The light gently shone on the face of Zheng Hao who was standing at the door, and Zheng Hao's expression at this time could not be seen under the yellowed light.

angry?Burning with anger?Hate?resentment?

Zheng Hao didn't have any in his heart, and the only thing he had was a kind of helplessness, a kind of compassion.

The only thing he can feel as a believer in the theory of value is a kind of sadness.

Sad for these weak people who have become food in the mouths of others, and also sad for the existence of these people who have lost themselves under the desire and desire of blood demons.

"What? Isn't this the magic guy that Saz brought just now? Is he also a blood demon?"

At this moment, a Gorefiend sitting not far from Musa suddenly raised his face from the unrecognizable body that had been devoured in front of him, his face was covered with blood and looked at him curiously. Zheng Hao standing in front of the door.

Grim, ugly and bloody.

Undoubtedly, if the throwing of dice outside attracted most people's attention, perhaps this scene would have been enough to make many people vomit.

"Blood devil? Him?" Musa sneered, spit out the arm he was biting in his mouth, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a tissue next to him, and then threw the red tissue casually, Zhang Kai's blood-stained white teeth mocked, "Do you think he's a blood demon?"

"Oh? It's not a blood demon?" On the other side, a fat-looking man dropped a thigh in his hand, stared at Zheng Hao with a pair of eyes and smiled and said, "It's not a blood demon. Why did he come here? Why, the first time Curious? Want to see how we eat?"

"Hey hey hey! Little handsome guy, if you don't mind, I can have an in-depth communication with you." This is what a woman who looks a little glamorous said.

"Haha! If I'm with you, Luria, I won't even be able to find the bone marrow the next day!" This was said by a man who looked a bit gentle and wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

"It's okay, you can talk to me!" A blonde girl said while shaking her glass of dark red wine.

"Come on, look, isn't he too scared to make a sound! Hahahahaha!!" said a middle-aged man who had communicated with Zheng Hao before.

"..."

One blood demon after another, in the huge room, nearly ten blood demons talked to each other, and made sarcastic remarks to Zheng Hao in this disgusting 'restaurant' that was as disgusting as a slaughterhouse. Voice.

"For the sake of the curiosity you brought me, I will let you go!" The face of the middle-aged man who had communicated with Zheng Hao because of the magical ability he displayed suddenly appeared Scales one by one, followed by the instant blood demonization of the whole person, pressing down on Zheng Hao with a ferocious and fearful oppression, and shouting at him with a grim smile: "Get out!!"

After this middle-aged man took the lead in turning into a blood demon, gradually the blood demons sitting in the restaurant also began to turn into blood demons, and one after another unique but somewhat similar hideous and terrifying figures slowly emerged. The red and yellow pupils stared at Zheng Hao, just like a cat watching a mouse, the eyes were full of teasing and bloodthirsty desire for the prey.

Among them, only Musa has not been turned into a blood demon, but the contempt on his face has already expressed his disdain for Zheng Hao in his heart.

"Let's talk before you get out!" Musa nodded lightly at the table next to him, not minding the blood flowing from his fingers from the horrible crowd on the table, "Your identity. I deliberately kept you A small life, just to satisfy the curiosity in my heart!"

Arrogant, arrogant, arrogant.

For Musa and other blood demons, Zheng Hao is just an ordinary person who can perform magic.For them, such ordinary people are food.If Sass hadn't praised him before, perhaps when Zheng Hao stepped into this restaurant, he would have already become one of the people piled on the table.

"Power is conscious. Because conscious people can control their powerful power. However, power is also blind. Because power can make a person blind."

A deep murmur sounded in the restaurant, causing the eyes of the Gorefiends who were all looking at Zheng Hao to flash strange colors.

Musa frowned and said: "What are you whispering here?! I said, tell me your identity and you can get out! Otherwise, you can come over and join these people and become us …”

"Two words: fragmentation"

After a low murmur, a painful grunt interrupted Musa's words. He turned his head strangely and looked behind him, only to see that the middle-aged man who had become a blood demon suddenly pressed the scales on his chest in pain. , Immediately after a strange fluctuation, his whole body suddenly shattered from the inside to the outside like a piece of paper being torn apart.

slap...

Fragments of residual limbs were scattered all over the ground, and shocking eyes jumped under the light.

The restaurant was stained with blood, but for some reason, the bright red color was extraordinarily bright.

"My identity is actually very simple. You can call me..."

"Chess player."

(End of this chapter)