Warhammer: I don't want to be a stinky can! ! !

Chapter 35 Fan i.? ? ■ Subspace chess room? ■

?Subspace, chess room? ?
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It seems that I randomly found a piece of pure black space with an unknown height on the top, an unknown depth on the bottom, an unknown width on the left, and an unknown width on the right.

A block of black and white squares, the stereotyped floor of the chess and card room emerges abruptly in this space.

A white light lamp hangs unsteadily from the black space above, and the bright white light monotonously sprinkles in a circle and other areas.

On the black and white square floor, there was a maroon ordinary four-legged round table, which was neatly covered with a black velvet tablecloth. On the tablecloth, there were endless, countless, row upon row of large and small chess pieces.

No one moves the chess pieces, but these chess pieces can move by themselves. Each chess piece changes its position on the chessboard according to its own rules.

Every second, countless chess pieces disappear, and every second, countless chess pieces appear.
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Originally, this space was quiet.

But suddenly, like opening and closing eyes, five figures were already sitting around this small table.

A potbellied, yellow-green pus gurgles out from his big belly unstoppably, his chair is made of solid vines, half of it is full of vitality, and the fleshy flowers happily spit out pus and sewage.

The other half is withered and withered, and nothing but death and silence clings to the vine branches.

But if someone else observes, they will only see that the two sides of the chair are constantly changing, and the half that was dead in the last second is full of life in the next second.

His ichor splattered the round table, soaking nearby tablecloths with the fetid liquid.

However, the other people on the table turned a blind eye to such a disrespectful scene.
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A constantly flickering and changing Him "sat" on a constantly changing crystal chair. Tentacles protruded from His body for a while, but turned into a bird's sharp beak in an instant, chirping and screaming.

The only thing that remains constant is the dark and sometimes bright, sometimes deep and sometimes light blue light.

The crystal chair is constantly changing, flashing strange lights, its shape sometimes becomes so strange that it cannot be called a chair, but He who sits on it can always find a suitable posture, "Sit "In this chair.
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The angry red light roared, and the chair made of countless skulls was plated with brass. Compared with the other seats, the seat made of skulls was a bit crude.

But he loves it.

Next to the chair, a tomahawk full of violent aesthetics was directly smashed into the floor.

Countless blood burst out from the gap of the skull continuously, killing, destroying, beheading, fighting, He who is in charge of justice and tyranny growled angry words all the time.
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Beside him, there is a graceful figure who is constantly twisting, and the shimmering and strange purple light flickers on his scales, perfect and weird, singing pleasantly, the snake-like figure is entwined on the chair , from time to time, somewhere in the tail suddenly tightens, or suddenly relaxes, accompanied by an obvious and abrupt moan.

The chair under Him is the ultimate work of art, engraved with patterns that countless artists can imagine in their lifetime, perfect and charming.
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These four occupy most of the round table, and the green juice, blue light, blood, and desire water that symbolize their territory seep from their seats, slowly seep into the black velvet tablecloth, and slowly corrode the tablecloth. chess pieces.

Compared with the other four who are careless, the last remaining one occupies the smallest space on the round table.

But this does not conceal his nobility.

He was wearing a white robe, which was pure white without any decorations. Under the simple linen cloth was the most perfect and muscular body imaginable by human beings. The muscles were strong but in line with aesthetics.

Although he was obviously ignored by the four on the table, occupying the smallest space, and could even be called crowded, he still sat calmly, and the chair made of gold shone discreetly.

On the round table, under white light, on the top of the chessboard, there are 21 chess pieces that are obviously higher than the rest of the thousands of sentient beings. The finely carved textures are dull and self-effacing, attracting the eyes of the four players on the field.

But at present, most of the exquisite chess pieces are taken into the arms of the most unremarkable player, and the four gods, more or less, shook their heads and blinked in dissatisfaction.

Greedy guys have to pay the price.

A contract is not the same as a rule. To break the contract, they need to personally give punishment.

However, the trend on the chessboard is ever-changing, the time has not yet come, and the story has not yet reached its climax.

On the table, near death and corruption, a delicate chess piece carved to hold a scythe stood proudly, moving slightly according to its own rules.

Beside it, the loving father put down a rotten and alien chess piece, and the two had been wrestling from the very beginning, and the small and delicate duel kept making the loving father laugh.

However, at some point, one of the tiniest pawns near them suddenly became larger, which of course did not escape the attention of the gods.

At first glance, this chess piece looks like the smallest chess pieces, just the most ordinary chess pieces, nothing attractive.

But if you pay more attention, you will find a black spot on it.

Untouchables?These blackened chess pieces have always been disgusted by the gods.

But if you look closely, the black dot on the chess piece is actually a tiny hole.

The deep hole does not know where it leads, and the extremely small and small dots seem to be connected to another infinitely vast and vast space.

Nurgle grunted. He, who was in charge of stagnation, never liked these little guys who appeared from time to time.

They occur very infrequently and are often confused.

According to the tacit agreement of the gods, these little guys who might threaten the entire world should be eliminated directly.

What's more, this annoying guy is next to his favorite chess piece.

He began to rearrange the layout, but there was a conflict at the junction of the chessboard and the Lord of Change.

Nasty guy.

Nurgle, who rules stasis, and Tzeentch, who rules change, are bitter rivals, and they often fight each other.

In the struggle between Nurgle and Tzeentch, the Lord of Humanity continued to advance his pawns calmly.

Finally, he arrived.

The exquisite chess piece holding the sickle, and the unremarkable little chess piece appeared in his hands at the same time.

He didn't erase that little pawn immediately.

"Oh - no way?"

Slaanesh twisted his body exaggeratedly, his face contorted, as if making the most exaggerated expression he could imagine.

"Do you want to change those little agreements between us?"

"You can't do these little tricks all the time!!! It's not doing the world any good?!!"

The red figure was furious,
The blue figure screamed wildly,

"See, I'm not the first to change the agreement?!"

"but."

His eyes shone with wisdom and cunning,

"If you insist on doing this, then we can also change the agreement."

"It's clear that you want to play, have you forgotten the beginning?"

Nurgle looked at Tzeentch, that damned blue bird, dissatisfied.

"That's right, obviously you want to play! It's you every time?!"

Slaanesh winked at Tzeentch. He didn't dislike these little tricks. Although it was dangerous, it would bring him a different kind of pleasure.

"Except for you two, we don't bother to play these boring and risky tricks!!!"
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Seeing that the emperor still insisted on holding his son, they didn't bother too much. The Lord of Change stretched out his "hand" and slapped the table.

Agreement rewritten.

The tiniest places on the chessboard sounded the changes.

No one noticed, the four gods were noisy, and they returned to their previous normality, as if the scene just now didn't attract much of their attention.

The Lord of Humanity seemed to be left out in the cold once again, but he remained calm.
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behind him,
The fool who sneaked in the darkness outside the lamp appeared silently, and the loser of the last game was ridiculed by the four gods.

From under the table, out of sight, He handed the Emperor two sons.

The distorted smile was full of unwillingness and anger.

The emperor smiled.

Little knowledge: The protagonist's name—Hades (Hades) is the king of Hades in ancient Greek mythology.

Ruler of the underworld, death, pain.It is a symbol of the soul of the dead.

At the same time don't mind much.

Often confused with the Grim Reaper.

　There is no chess and card room in the subspace, so this article does not exist.The above plot did not happen in any one place, it was all nonsense.

　　In addition, the conscience of heaven and earth, I randomly picked up the main character's name from the Internet of foreign baby names, read the comments later, and found out that there are so many coincidences after checking! ! !When I nicknamed him "Revenant", I didn't know the meaning of the protagonist's name at all! ! !Fuck, I won't be targeted by Tzeentch, right? !
　　
　
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