Simple Game Live Room

Chapter 672 I'm Waiting For Someone
No matter why Fernando created this Sifang City, or why he erected the four pillars, what Zheng Hao has to consider now is not this, but a few ten minutes later the yellow camp actions.

The reason why it is not a few minutes later but a few 10 minutes later is because when it is the yellow camp's turn to throw a few minutes later, there is not much they can do.

Because Zheng Hao's current chess grid belongs to the rear of the take-off pad, that is to say, his position is behind the entire yellow camp. Therefore, even if the yellow camp wants to do something to Zheng Hao, there is no way.After all, flying chess does not allow a piece to go backward.

Therefore, if they want to do something to Zheng Hao, they can only wait for Zheng Hao to throw again in the next round. Now there is only one thing they can do, and that is to deploy in advance and wait on the only way Zheng Hao must pass. with his arrival.

In the waiting space, Diramick stared at the pixel map above his head with a faint smile on his face.

Ordinary people can only feel that this smile gives people a strange feeling, but if they feel it deeply, they will find that there is a chilling killing intent under this smile.

Surrounded by a faint coldness, Mammon resisted the discomfort in his heart and walked to Diramick's side. Even though he knew that the killing intent in Diramick's smile was not aimed at him, he still I couldn't help trembling in my heart.

"Dillamic, Hulk and Carl are already waiting on the takeoff pad. This time, do we still have to..." Mamen looked around and lowered his voice a few degrees: "Continue letting people in?"

Diramick turned his head and signaled Mammon not to be so nervous, and at the same time said lightly: "How many people have gone in now?"

"4."

"Four..." Diramick silently glanced at the quiet crowd around Pike, laughed and said, "Do you think there is still a need for people to go in?"

"The problem is that four people may not be able to kill Zheng Hao together."

"Kill him?" Diramick smiled and shook his head as if he had heard some joke, "No, no, we can't kill him alone. I'm afraid ten survivors are needed to kill him Let's do it together."

Want to kill Zheng Hao?From Dillamic's point of view, it was as difficult as going head-to-head with Solomon from the yellow camp.

How strong Zheng Hao is, Diramick has witnessed with his own eyes, Zheng Hao is not only able to stand at the pinnacle of this ability user's single-person ability because of his two characters, but also because of his rich combat experience, Coupled with his study of characters, the combination of the three also gave him a fighting ability that ordinary people can't imagine.

If you want to kill him, you can definitely do it.In addition to using the number of people to consume his brain power, you can also use a word or ability that Zheng Hao has not experienced yet to make Zheng Hao unable to react. Just like what Sli did at the beginning, Zheng Hao could not react in an instant. Kill him if he comes over.Otherwise, with the various 'BUG' abilities that can be written in two words alone, it would be easy for Zheng Hao to turn the tables.

Therefore, expecting to use four people to kill Zheng Hao is completely a joke.

"Mamen, what we have to do this time is not to kill him, but to consume him, and at the same time let those scumbags know who is the one who can keep them alive in this simple game."

The second-generation councilor Pike, a waste who used to spend all day at dances and parties, was able to come to this square city and replace him as the final command only because of his father's relationship.However, how could such a waste know how to lead the team to the final victory?
From Diramick's point of view, I'm afraid that at the end of the game, this trash will just stand in this waiting space and dare not cast a single dice.

That's right, he was indeed taken away by Pike. However, if Pike wants to win in this game, who else can he listen to besides his opinion?

In other words, Diramick specifically gave Pike the power in his hands, otherwise, how could he let those people easily obey Pike's words?

Gently tossing the dice in his hand, Diramick had a smile on his lips but his eyes were extremely cold, "And, as long as his brain power is consumed, then even if the four of them can't kill him, someone can." Kill him for us."

"Someone will help us kill him?" Mammon couldn't help looking at Diramick with some doubts, "Who?"

Snapped!
Grabbing the dice in his hand suddenly, Diramick slowly turned his gaze to the ray of light in the corner of the sky behind him, staring at the greenery, Diramick frowned slightly,
"That existence that is almost as troublesome as Zheng Hao..."

Mammon immediately understood who the 'he' Diramick was talking about, "... Pope?!"

Boom! !

With the sudden ringing of a bell, the dice in everyone's hands emitted a faint yellow light.

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"How is Torres doing?"

Standing on the landing pad, staring at the pale yellow light rising in front of him, Pope asked without turning his head.

Mariana waved her hand, "Don't ask me, I don't know what's going on with him now."

Although Marianna's voice was extremely attractive, Pope shook his head helplessly as the answer, "Didn't you say that the contact matter was entrusted to you?"

Suddenly, Pop missed Moraka and Seli a little. They would definitely not say the same thing as Mariana now. It's a pity that both of them are dead, and Mariana is indeed more powerful than these two. the power of.

"The matter of contacting is indeed left to me. However, you should also know how troublesome it is to make contact in this damn place."

Mariana gently waved her jade lotus-like arm, flicked her red hair and looked into the distance, "What's more, we are standing on this landing pad, how do you expect me to get this information?"

Indeed, on this flying chess board, if you simply stand in one place, you cannot get the news from the front.

Pop heard the words and could only nod his head and stop talking.

It's just that Marianna is not relentless, "Speaking of Pope, how long are we going to stand here? Why don't we also want to play on the chessboard like Torres and Landis!"

Saying this kind of words from a stunner like Marianna in a coquettish tone is enough to make all the men nodded in agreement, but Pope, who has long been accustomed to all this, just shook his head and said lightly : "It's not time yet."

"No time? What are you waiting for?"

Pope slowly turned his gaze to the yellow pillars in the distance, stretched out his fingers and stroked the wound on the corner of his eyebrows, and said coldly:
"I'm waiting for someone."

(End of this chapter)