Lord of All People: My talent is chess

While the yellow camera and the black and purple camera looked as if they had seen a ghost, the black Gundam caught the rock gun that fell from the sky.

Is this the legendary... fight between gods?

Should they run away?

Can two small shrimps like them participate in a battlefield of this level?

In the evaluation criteria of the lord system, the two cameras and the rock platelets are both level 50.

Wing Chun Ip Man and the vegetative people in the ward are both human beings, but the former can kill thousands of the latter without injury.

Therefore, in the eyes of the camera omnipotent, the two fighting platelet groups are no different from gods.

However, running away is a joke. The upright omnipotent would rather die in battle than abandon his fellows and escape alone.

The two camera omnipotents tried hard to maintain the stability of the "Rock Gun" system. The meteorite, which was reduced several times in size, fell and hit the black Gundam, shattering.

The black Gundam was unscathed.

The iron sand horse lance was waving in the air, and it was lifted up suddenly to pick up the rock spear.

The black Gundam raised its feet and walked out of the collapsed ground depression. The golden cracks on the surface of the body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this scene, there was no surprise on the face of the rock platelets, but a natural look:

'How can a venerable like me not be able to deal with such a small trick. '

The brown-haired little Lolita stretched out her hand in the air and gathered the invisible elements into a long spear. Her voice was a little fanatical: "Let's go!"

"Let them see who is the boss of [Star of the Festival]!"

The rock platelets responded: "Okay!"

How to win the first place in this "small game", the idea of ​​the rock platelets is very direct: Isn't it enough to kill all the contestants? !

Ding!

One big and one small, one gold and one black, two "monsters" with very different sizes began to fight.

The elementalized weapons showed the sharpness of metal, the sound of the two fighting, the sound of meteorites falling, and the sound of thunder that occasionally sounded between the light network clouds.

The intersection of many sounds inexplicably gave people the illusion of a battlefield symphony.

Unfortunately, the only ones who could enjoy this music were two camera omniscients who didn't understand romance.

The two camera omniscients looked confused, looking at the two fighting parties who were fighting hard but never approached them from a distance, and they were a little unresponsive:

'Are the omniscients of the Paradise Church so moral now? '

Little did they know that the Thunder Platelets regarded the two camera omniscients as the... reserve food of the Rock Platelets.

Although they wanted to suppress the Rock Platelets and even kill them, they would not rob the food of their fellow tribesmen.

The Thunder Platelets still had this basic morality.

Boom!

The black Gundam fought back vigorously, and various weapons such as horse lances, swords, and long swords were driven by the black iron puppet arms, cutting through the air and aiming at the heads, hearts, and waists of "friends of the same race".

Whether chopping, slashing, or stabbing, multiple weapons and multi-directional encirclement create a feeling of more people fighting fewer people.

Thunder Platelets: "Big is beautiful, more is better!"

As long as you can master it, the more weapons the better!

The path taken by the Panyan platelets is different from that of the Thunder Platelets. The latter is developing in the direction of inhuman Gundam, while the former, in addition to studying the "world-imitation evolution method", is basically thinking about the method of physical exercise.

In short, it can be summarized in two words: martial arts.

Whoosh!

Almost all the Panyan platelets showed inhuman flexibility. They were obviously floating in the air, but they turned abruptly without any leverage.

His figure flashed past, avoiding the all-round siege of multiple weapons, and in a flash he came behind the black Gundam, stabbing out with his rock spear, hitting the root of the puppet arm.

Crack!

The golden light spread, cutting off the connection between the iron sand and the thunder platelets, and the rock elements eroded it. The puppet arm, covered with a layer of golden light, instantly became a weapon of the rock climbing platelets.

In terms of "blood relationship", iron sand and rock are close relatives.

However, the puppet arm is the creation of the thunder platelets after all. Once it is caught, it is easy to become a part of the black Gundam again.

Fortunately, the rock platelets are generally quite flexible.

So, the battle turned into a fight between the rock platelets, the puppet arm and the black Gundam.

For a while, the two sides fought evenly.

However, the situation soon changed to a situation that the rock climbing platelets did not expect.

The Thunder Platelets who were off duty didn't care about the opponent's attack at all. They endured all kinds of bombardment and directly hit the Rock Platelets in exchange for serious injuries.

The remaining half of them stood back to back, defending their positions without saying a word.Even though they had not received a complete systematic education, the Rock Platelets felt something was wrong: How could anyone fight like this?

Unfortunately, although the Rock Platelets noticed something was wrong, they had no good solution for the time being:

They were entangled by the black Gundam.

The only brown-haired little Lolita who had some spare energy frowned slightly, swept her spear across, resisted several attacks from the horse spear, and left the battlefield.

Using this impact force, the brown-haired little Lolita came to another battlefield and attacked with all her strength at lightning speed.

Two Rock Platelets cooperated, and two rock spears hit the cockpit of the black Gundam.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A black Gundam was blown to pieces, and the Thunder Platelet appeared, seriously injured and vomiting blood.

The Rock Platelet frowned slightly, and his face was ugly: "Unlucky..."

She was naturally not troubled by the injury of the Thunder Platelet.

With [Hall of Valor] here, let alone injuries, even death on the spot is not a big deal.

The biggest problem is that when the Thunder Platelet was injured, many black Gundams in the battlefield area all had large cracks.

The injuries of the fallen Thunder Platelet recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The little brown-haired girl spoke each word: "Damage sharing!"

Thunder Platelet sat up and gave a thumbs up: "You are pretty good!"

"You found it so quickly."

Thunder Platelet gathered iron sand again to form a thin exoskeleton suit. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled a little hideously:

"Have you thought about how to admit defeat?"

The little brown-haired girl had a blank expression on her face. Her stern face inexplicably gave off a sense of power without anger. She waved her spear gracefully:

"If you master the complete version of 'damage sharing', I will leave on the spot without saying a word."

"But unfortunately, you are just half-baked!"

The little brown-haired girl said in a deep voice: "Everyone! Form a formation!"

On the territory wall, Raiden Mei and others looked at Obeis with some horror on their faces: "Sister Obeis, how did you train?"

Obeis looked at everyone in confusion: "Isn't it enough to have hands?"