Welcome Back To the World Game

Aini felt his body light up, as if something flew out. He inhaled like a dehydrated fish, and the pain exploded from his left body, and then he felt that the pain almost condensed. A numbness that swept through the perception.

"It hurts... it hurts..." A forcibly suppressed pain escaped from between his lips and teeth. He opened his eyes filled with tears and kept telling himself to keep his image and hold back, but the pain was too obvious. It made him, who had never been injured, feel like the sky had collapsed.

...But, it really hurts.

To be the pride of the first player, all the fighting spirit dissipated with the pain that almost drowned all reason. He felt as if he had lost all perception. Only the pain made him realize that he was still there. . There were indistinct voices in his mouth, and then it gradually became a sob, and the uncontrollable tears on his face were hot.

In his constant prayers, that sword finally ended.

Aini heard a dull landing sound.

He opened his blurry eyes, took in breath, his eyes were a little stagnant, and he turned to his body.

- He looked at the empty left arm.

His eyes froze suddenly, tears rolled down his delicate cheeks uncontrollably, biting his lips, he seemed to hear the wailing from the bottom of his heart.

"Ani, Ani... It doesn't matter, you can still connect after the world is over, cheer up..." Julia's voice sounded aside, and reminded him cruelly - he really lost one of his arms.

And in the barrage, it was full of "Ani actually cried?" "He looks so weak." "I remember Su Ming'an was much better than him when he broke his arm", "As for what, why does it hurt like this?" and so on. sentence.

Aini took a deep breath, ignoring these barrages, just raised his head, and looked towards the opposite side.

That blow shattered his confidence in everything he could do, and completely shattered the last trace of contempt he left for the world game.

The important thing is that Aini, who lost his left arm, did not die in that blow.

- He survived.

The kings of red and blue look at each other.

Under their hanging royal velvet furs, the left side was empty.

Aini endured the still intense pain, and suddenly admired the person opposite him.

...he actually watched the video of the broken arm.

However, the expression of the man in the picture has hardly changed, and he even looked directly at his **** arm and put a tourniquet on it.

It made him think that it actually didn't hurt at all.

Su Ming'an is a lunatic. Aini finally came to a conclusion.

The world in the eyes of many lunatics is different, maybe Su Mingan really doesn't feel the pain.

Facing Su Ming'an's waiting gaze, Aini raised the Emperor Sword in his hand slightly.

"Tower..." There was a slight inhalation sound between his lips, he didn't even have time to wipe the tears from his face, he just wanted to quickly end this extremely torturous battle.

"Attack... hiss. Attack the enemy country..." Before he finished saying this, he was so painful that tears came down again.

The wind blew against the empty left arm, bringing a bit of icy cold.

The ruby ​​on the blade shone brightly.

…

"—Wait." Su Ming'an's voice came from afar.

At the moment when the clone did not completely kill Aini, there was a bad premonition, which gradually rose in Su Ming's heart.

The opposite is not dead, and the tower opposite is still there.

And... my own queen is also there.

The tower cannot go past the queen to attack the king, which means that if Aini wants to kill himself, he must kill Yueyue first.

Although Aini's state is unlikely to survive the next blow of the clone, after Yueyue was killed by the tower, when it was his turn, he could let the clone attack Aini and win the final victory.

But...with the premise of [Yueyue was killed].

A premise that cannot be overcome no matter what.

He thought about using his clone to kill the opponent, but it was the opponent's turn, and Yueyue who was attacked by the tower would die first. If you use your body to block Yueyue, the tower will still give priority to attacking the queen. He even thought about surrendering and giving the victory to the opponent, but once he lost, Yueyue, who was in the same camp as him, would still die.

...In any case, the fact that the [Queen] will die cannot be avoided.

He looked at the countless roads in front of him, but none of them could save her.

She seemed to be on an isolated island in front of him. The island was full of sharks and waves peeping at him, and the surroundings were sealed to death. He stood on the boat and couldn't find any way to pull her up.

He could only try to speak out to influence the other party.

The barrage is full of surprises and grief:

【Why do I feel something wrong... 】

[In this way, even if the anchor wins, Yueyue will eventually...]

【No! No! I like Yueyue, I don't want her to die! Can you suspend this copy, I don't want either of them to die here! 】

[Dreaming, either you die or I live, what else do you want...]

[Su Ming'an was able to push Aini to this point...]

【Who is Su Ming'an? ? 】

[What is the evaluation of Su Ming'an's novice level! a, s, or... ss? ? 】

[I just want to save Yueyue, she's fine, she shouldn't die. 】

[Damn, this is the first time I regret that I am just a spectator...]

【…】

"Do you still want to use the tower to attack me?" On the chessboard, Su Ming'an grinned, with a disguised smile on his face, wanting Aini to retreat: "Master Aini, do you still want to experience the pain of your right arm? The taste of being beheaded? Or, do you want to be beheaded directly?"

Aini's eyes trembled, and he remembered the pain that almost engulfed him like an ocean wave. His sword-holding hand trembled even more. In fact, he was not sure that after killing the queen of the other party, he would still be able to pick it up. Another terrifying blow.

He suddenly found that he was a little ill-considered under the severe pain. Looking at the worried eyes of his companions, he wiped the tears from his face, and a light flashed between his deep blue eyes like the sea:

"You care too much about your companions. Su Ming'an."

For the first time, he called out the king's full name, like an acknowledgment.

"Mingming threatened me before and pointed the sword at my companions, so I had to let them back - such a move, you did it so much." Aini pointed at the opponent, still suffering from severe pain, but now he feels A little numb, his lips trembled slightly, and finally only the other side remained in his eyes - the figure of the boy in a blood-red robe who was still standing upright: "... Now, your companion's life is also in this hands. In my hands, do you regret it?"

"Regret." Su Mingan admitted: "I really hope you don't make the next blow, or you will regret it too."

Aini's eyes slowly sank.

The situation on both sides is actually the same.

If Aini orders the next blow, Yueyue will die without exception, and Aini herself... will most likely not be able to escape the fate of being beheaded by a sword.

This confrontation was extremely dangerous from beginning to end, every step of the way was like walking on a knife.

"If you beg me, I may spare your companion's life." Aini raised his chin and said.

...he felt ashamed.

The moment the opponent's sword slashed his body, accompanied by severe pain, there was endless shame.

The other party made himself cry and made himself humiliated on the world chessboard in front of hundreds of millions of human beings. Such shame can only be washed away by the other party's submission and blood.

"It just so happens, so do I." King Hongfang gave him a very bright smile: "If you cry and beg me, maybe I will let you end you with a gentle knife after the clone, so that you will not be as embarrassed as before. ."

The air was a little stagnant for a moment.

"...Who are you?" Aini asked.