I, holding a long sword in my hand, only know one move

The moment he sensed the huge amount of healing energy in the distance, Zink realized how the guy who just left had blocked his own magical perception.

——That ghost is a madman!

He even used spiritual corpses to contaminate his body to block his own magic detection.

However... if there is a reason to do this, Xinke Nirvalen is 99% sure that the other party cannot resist his lower race at all, so he can only risk his life to deceive himself like this.

As for this level of healing power, it was probably because he picked up the healing items left on the battlefield that he had the capital to risk his life to deliver false information.

Until he chased along the center of the huge life energy reaction, when Zink saw the second figure besides the [Mr. Ghost] just now...

However, everything is uncertain, after all, this is just my preliminary speculation.

——This thought came to mind, overturning all my speculations.

To be honest, Xinkenirbalen, as the first elf magician, has not felt such a pure threat for a long time.

It was the threat of death, like a cold, hard sharp knife against your throat. It only took one inch to take your life away, but you couldn't make any sense of resistance.

It's suffocating.

Rick on the side was equally desperate.

The contamination of the spiritual corpse has been exorcised by Cheng Rang. The forest elf in front of him can see through everything about himself at the first sight. Without the obstruction of black and gray, even mind reading can only take a moment, and his strategic plan will be completely solved. Everyone loses, and humanity will usher in its demise...

Rick simply couldn't accept such a funny result.

Just when Rick was about to close his eyes and wait for death, he suddenly read a "fear" emotion from Sink's expression.

And it seemed that her attention was not focused on herself at all.

Of course, Xin Ke had no time to pay attention to Rick behind the mysterious figure, because she was completely locked by Cheng Rang's "sword power".

Even if he only had to look away for a moment or blink, a clear warning that he would be split into two by the blade would be heard in his mind.

Damn... damn, who is that guy? !

It seems that he is in the same group with that [Mr. Ghost]?

Only her thoughts could still function, and her whole body was stiff and cold. Xinke Nirvalian slowly fell to the ground from the air - she could no longer even maintain the flying technique.

It would be better to put it another way, if you continue to fly in front of that guy and act like you are superior, you might die in the next second.

"Do you have anything to ask me, Elf—Miss Sink Nirvalian?" Cheng Rang spoke first, breaking the silence.

name?

Rick and the elves looked at each other in surprise. This was definitely the first time Cheng Rang met this guy. Why did he know her real name?

Zink believes that [Ghost] already knows his real name. Although there is no way to obtain it, it is obvious that a guy with such a terrifying aura has this ability.

How to get real name? You only need to use the Secret Cutting Style to lock it and you will know that even the true ancestor of the vampire can use this method to obtain the real name. Unless you are really cannon fodder to the point where you are just a pawn, the Secret Cutting Style can display the target's name in In front of Cheng Rang.

[Target Locked: Xinke Nirvalen]

[Target characteristics: Forest elf species, eighth-level magician, magic aptitude...]

[Target blood volume: 457,800]

The death threat that Xin Ke felt when they met was precisely from Cheng Rang's secret slashing style.

Xinke's eyes were wary, but she still raised a warm smile and said softly: "Ah, I just noticed a huge aura of life around the mansion, and thought someone was injured and needed help. After all, this is the territory of the elves."

"...That's why I came here to take a look, but I didn't expect to find a surprise~"

The chaotic aura of the spirit corpse disappeared, and Zink speculated that it must be the person in front of him who cured the contamination of Mr. Ghost's spirit corpse.

In that case...you only need to take a glance and you will know

The true face of the guy who made himself fool around!

But there was no chance.

Click....

As if as a warning, Cheng Rang's hand was already on the handle of Chuxin's knife at his waist, and his body was blocked between Rick and the forest elf, blocking her sight.

Sure enough... Rick thought to himself that Zink was one of the best wise men among the elves. He only needed to reveal a few clues to immediately connect all the clues and deduce the results.

She relied on bluff and spiritual corpse cover to suppress her detection before, but what to do now?

As a human being, Rick could not detect the invisible confrontation between Xin Ke and Cheng Rang. The act of actively looking into each other's eyes again was seeking death. Rick could only infer the information from the words, and the situation in front of him was not good.

Rick's inference that the situation is not good is true, but this is not good, and now it seems that for Xinke who came hastily, something serious is going to happen.

The guy in front of him was impressive, but he didn't seem to be hiding his identity at all.

The information that Zink can obtain is that the guy in front of him is a human being, both in terms of body structure and mass composition.

How could it be human! That lowly mud monkey can't even perceive magic and elves at all! But there is no other living thing in these few miles. Such huge life energy is presumed to be healing magic, but there is no trace of elves being mobilized at all. Could it be that...

Xinke seemed frightened by the result of his speculation. His legs were weak and he took half a step back, his pupils shrank and trembled.

This guy...could it be...

——Spiritual species? !

The moment he had this idea, the vast sea of ​​sword intention turned into a wave and drowned him. His waveless eyes, as dark as holes, seemed to have become black holes, cutting off Xinke's consciousness in an instant.

Chapter 63 Black King

Plop——

There was a sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, and then the surroundings returned to silence.

"what happens?"

Rick slowly poked his head out from behind Cheng Rang, looked at Xin Ke who suddenly lost consciousness and fell to the ground, and cast a doubtful look at Cheng Rang.

"As you can see, she seems to have fainted."

"..."

"So why?"

"Are you anemic?"

"How can it be!"

"Forgot to eat?"

"Stop making such jokes!"

"She won't die. Rick, it's time for you to go back. Hubie is going crazy. If you don't go back, she will probably run out to find you alone." Cheng Rang patted Rick on the shoulder and said with a smile: "As a close friend, I respect and abide by your rules of the game, so please abide by mine - don't ask any more questions, leave it to me."

As a fool, he knows everything and knows nothing.

Rick looked into his black eyes. It was obviously a face that was extremely familiar to him, but at this time, it seemed a little strange to him.

"I see."

Rick got on his horse, pulled up his mask, and walked away without looking back.

After the sound of Rick's horse hooves was no longer heard, Cheng Rang slowly came to Xinke who had fainted on the ground, picked her up by the waist, and disappeared in a flash.

[Passive skill: Sword Intention Fluctuation (Extreme)]

Effect: When the enemy is within a certain range around the player, it will continue to suffer mental damage that ignores defense power, and the damage will increase exponentially over time.

This outcome was already doomed the moment this guy Xinke Nilbalen entered the range of sword energy fluctuations that surrounded Cheng Rang for hundreds of meters.

The mental damage that ignores defense must double exponentially every few seconds, which is an absolutely crushing advantage for existences like the forest elves that rely heavily on magic and elven spells.

First, he was locked and stiffened by the terrifying aura of the Secret Slash One, which was sure to kill with one strike. Then, his nerves were slowly squeezed by the "aura" that doubled every few seconds. This kind of force seemed to be holding him all the time. The act of dancing with death's hand is torture for any race.

Even the most powerful elven master couldn't breathe in the face of such strong pressure, so much so that Xinke, whose health was unknowingly cut into half, was knocked unconscious because of his shocking guess. past.

Spiritual species...

The kind of being who even created his own race with a wave of his hand is actually in the [Ghost] lineup. So where does this organization come from, and what is their purpose?

I'm afraid Xinke would have no way of knowing all this even if he wanted to.

The only thing she was sure of was that the [Ghost] was neither an enemy nor a friendly force.

As a smart person, she will definitely keep this as an eternal secret in her heart.

As for the information that Rick came to exchange earlier...

——Fake information?

She dismissed the idea completely.

Because with the other party's ability, there is simply no need to adulterate this level of information.

The only necessary guess is what the other party wants to do after receiving the information.

She suddenly woke up from the bed, holding on to her high chest and gasping for breath. There was still fear in Xinke Nirbalian's eyes that had not faded away. She looked around and found that this was her mansion in a secluded area, and it was also a deal with the [Ghost]. The place.

"Did I...actually pass out in front of that guy?"

It's really embarrassing.

No...it can only be said that there is nothing

No matter what, for that kind of guy...it would be lucky if he didn't die.

It took a long time for Sink to regain his composure and get out of bed, looking at the finished chess game on the table. He muttered as if he remembered something:

"Pray as much as you can, don't you want any of us to die? And that...swear to agree? What does it mean..."

"I don't understand it at all."

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"Rick! Rick!"

When Rick approached the secret base, Hubie, who noticed the movement, couldn't wait to run out to meet Rick.

"Hubby, I'm back."

It wasn't until he crashed into Rick's arms that Hubie looked in disbelief and glanced at Rick with his eyes that crossed the flow of information.

"The stain needs to be removed immediately... Huh? The spiritual body has eroded and disappeared?"

"That guy Cheng treated me well. I'm very healthy now. Don't worry." Rick got off his horse and rubbed Hubi's hair. "Although I know you have a lot of questions, that guy Cheng asked us not to worry too much." Ask, just follow the rules.”

"Well... Hubie understands, so the battle plan..."

Only when they were talking, Rick showed a wry smile, scratched his head and said, "It should be successful..."

"What do you mean it should be successful, but you don't trust me when I do something?"

Cheng Rang's voice came from behind. Rick and Hubi looked back at the same time and found that Cheng Rang had also returned a step later and was lifting his hood to pat the dust off his body.

"Don't worry about that guy. Let's continue with the battle plan, Rick." He said.

.......

[Ghost] surrounded the round table, and the ghost leader once again spread his arms on the table.

The chess pieces of each race are basically all configured, and there are more than a dozen types of chess pieces arranged on the board.

Then, Rick took out the White Queen this time.

"This guy is a Flügel."

Saying this, he placed the white queen on the plate.

On the back of the Phantasma that the Flügel had set up as their base - Abant Heim's coordinates.

Queen, the strongest chess piece.

It is not a fantasy species, nor a god species, but is assigned to the Flügel. [Ghost] has doubts about this.

"Is it because they are strong?"

However, Rick smiled bitterly and replied: "That's also the reason, but it's just because it 'won't grow'."

Although no one understood what he really meant, the ghost asked the board with only white chess pieces: "But, if all the chess pieces are white, does that mean they are our people?"

"That's right, we have to win without taking a piece, so there are no [enemies]."

"But in this case, how can we determine victory?"