My Cell Prison

The current state of Vangelis, the god of thousands of feet, can be described as a 'foot' with a bad head.

Forty-six different arrays have been unfolded on the stone plate made by imitating the fate of the card game, and each sub-chessboard needs to be effectively moved and arranged in attack and defense.

Combined with the three-second time limit for each round, every second requires an enormous amount of thought.

Vangelis' forehead and the inner layer of his brain are full of tiny legs and feet, and he uses super-fast running to buy more time for his brain to think.

There's something wrong with this guy...

His current state should be in the process of the crucial [Mythological Construction]. Why has the final construction not been completed, and the level is still at Atavistic?

What went wrong, causing him to focus all his attention on chess and cards?

If it goes on like this, I really can't stand it anymore. 』

Vangelis has long regretted his choice. He never imagined that a young man in the new era could be so proficient in chess and cards of destiny.

However, he should have reached his limit long ago... What is it that makes him persist to this extent? Is there a madness in the depths of its roots? This is the only possibility, otherwise it is impossible for normal people to ignore the mythological breakthrough and still focus on playing chess.

Is the purity of madness so high? It's not visible at all on the surface.

If it continues like this, it might lead to [Mythic Failure], and both the physical and spiritual bodies will be directly annihilated following the Mythic puzzle.

It's really a pity that such a talent should die, and this chess game must be ended quickly. 』

Although Vangelis was more concerned about Han Dong's life problem\

,"But he would never let it go, or simply end the game... He knew very well that there must be his reasons why Han Dong still insisted on playing chess.

Go all out to decide the winner, is the best outcome.

current.

Han Dong, who was sitting opposite the stone plate, had a large number of tentacles wrapped around his head,

Due to the self-adaptive effect brought by the Faceless, his whole body is covered with brain tissue, and the number of brains derived is equal to the number separated from the chessboard.

But with the calculation of a huge amount of data, each brain is shriveled and withered like a leaf.

The game has entered the final stage.

Han Dong's character card has the last drop of blood left, and Vangelis has three drops of blood left.

The trump card in the hands of Vangelis - God of Thousand Feet finally completed its final evolution at this time, whether it is the main board or the sub board, his legs are all over.

Like a thousand-footed army advancing forward.

If any chessboard is lost, Han Dong's last drop of blood will be deducted.

but,

What makes Vangelis very concerned is,

A trap card that Han Dong had pressed in the depths of the main chessboard a long time ago has not been triggered yet.

Moreover, from the first ten rounds, Han Dong began to put a large number of weak individuals or derivatives on the sub-chessboard... These individuals similar to cannon fodder could not stop the advance of the thousand-foot army.

It's over.

When the Thousand-Footed God of the main board crosses the center line of the stone board.

The trap card placed in front of Han Dong was finally revealed - Cell Splinter, because the trap card has been sunk for more than five turns, and its effect will affect all the boards.

At the same time, it is matched with the magic card that was just played - Faceless.

In all the chessboard areas, all the individuals occupied by cells turned into powerful faceless ones... This was also the first full-scale battle between the two sides on the entire chessboard.

In the end, both sides deducted 10 points of blood at the same time and ended.

Simultaneous health reset to zero - draw

With the end of the game.

Han Dong's body, which had already reached its limit, began to disintegrate, and cracks began to appear in the far overloaded consciousness.

Oops! This guy is going to die!

Vangelis was equally exhausted and desperately in need of a good night's sleep.

Considering Han Dong's relationship with his big brother, and Green's previous emphasis...

click!

The Time Gem embedded in his chest was pulled down with force and thrown directly at Han Dong's collapsing body.

It fits precisely on the center of Han Dong's abdomen and the black vortex point.

The self-adaptive effect continued, and the black vortex accepted the gem and began to rotate and activate... A time field enveloped Han Dong's body, reducing the speed of Han Dong's physical disintegration to 1/100 of the original.

Who told you that this guy is pressing step by step, you have to make the fate chess and cards so complicated. My brain is almost exploded now, and I have no energy to reverse the flow of time.

The extra time has been given to you, so please ask for your own blessings.

Vangelis has not been so weak in a long time, and even needs to grow legs between the cranial cavities to support the brain tissue that may collapse to rubbish at any time.

at this time.

A familiar aura overflowed from Han Dong's shoulders.

As the hole in the shoulder socket widened, Green quickly crawled out, and at the same time dragged Sally's head out with him.

Vangelis, I didn't expect you to be racing in such a deep area.

In other words, Han Dong's state is very strange, maybe he will die completely!

Green stared at the bad situation in front of him, inserted his fingers into the small hole in his cheek, and accidentally even cut out a terrifying abyss crack on his cheek.

Sally, hurry up and help Han Dong carry out cell breeding to prevent his body from disintegrating.

Stay in my body and heal.

The torn crack in Green's cheek produced a huge suction force, sucking Han Dong and Sally into the body together... The area they were about to go to would be the most important center of madness in Green's body.

The crazy atmosphere that pervades there can resonate very well with Han Dong.

Sally didn't care where they would fall. Just as she was taking a sample in Han Dong's body, a stone with a green light rolled out.

This is the guts of the snake father!?

If this thing exists, Nicholas may be able to reverse his rebirth and stabilize his body.

When Sally tried to send the snake gall to Han Dong's mouth,

However, it was found that its head was completely wrapped by gray tentacles, and it was in a special state before the advancement, and it could not be opened at all.

Had no choice.

Sally could only chew the snake gallbladder in her mouth to ensure that the essence was not lost, and then sent it into Han Dong's body through the tentacles.

Pfft!

A loud and powerful heartbeat spread through Han Dong's body.

A strong and strong vitality quickly spread throughout the body, like green snakes crawling in the body... The collapsed body immediately stopped, and the body even began to reshape.

at the same time.

The homologous madness in Green's body is also stimulating Han Dong's unconscious consciousness.

It even made Han Dong's tentacles wrapping his head start to wriggle, actively absorbing the crazy essence here... The consciousness that may never wake up is slowly recovering.

Grimm?

Snapped! It seemed that someone lightly tapped on the shoulder,

When Han Dong opened his eyes, he was falling in the abyss... The abyss is not Green's body, but the abyss of truth in Han Dong's own consciousness space.

boom!

When it fell to the bottom, it was full of gray fog.

When I peeled off the thick fog and leaned towards the stone monument standing in the center, what caught my eye was actually a prototype of a throne...

Since Han Dong has not arrived, the stone tablet is still being carved.

So that the basic outline of the throne has been formed,

On the back of the chair is the mythical drawing just constructed.

However, Han Dong did not run to the back of the stone seat to see the shape of the final drawing, but went straight to the front and sat on it instinctively.

In an instant,

A magnificent, deeply moving mythological scroll came to mind.

Various characteristics in the body have also begun to merge with each other, and the new mythological field has been mastered by Han Dong.

Whether it is consciousness, soul or body reaching a whole new height,

The abyss of truth in front of him became clearer, and the words of truth engraved on the wall became clearly visible.

Sitting on the stone seat, Han Dong felt that he could touch the truth with a light hand, and could limit and change the rules that already existed in reality.

When the palm is unfolded, a cross gap is split open in the palm.

The magic sword drilled out from the palm of the hand, and hung on the palm 'very well-behaved'. The substance flowing on the surface of the sword body became better understood, and the connection between the two became stronger.

Finally... mythical body? It's not easy.