Comprehensive Manga: Infinite Dragon God on the Beginning Mount

Without thinking, she raised her foot and kicked him hard on his calf.

"Poor! Minimum!"

As she said that, she ran out with a bang.

At this time, the so-called "challenge" did not actually cause much waves.

Under normal circumstances, whether it is a newly emerged human demon king-level master, or a direct descendant of an ancient demon family like Phoenix, it can attract a lot of attention.

In particular, the outcome of this challenge may also determine the future ownership of the successors of the Gremory family.

However, at this time, with the cloud of war hanging over their heads, not many people are still in the mood to pay attention to these things.

For example, Sazex at this time, at a time that might determine his sister's future happiness, he didn't have time to pay too much attention.

At this time, his mind couldn't help but return to the content of the conversation between Michael and him not long ago.

"When Asachel was negotiating with us, he did not hide his grievances at all. But from what I know about him, he is a guy who can handle with a calm attitude no matter what kind of difficulties and encounters he faces."

"That is to say, his tough attitude at this time is actually to guide the grievances in the clan to vent them, and avoid the backlog of grievances that are difficult to restrain, right?"

"However, this also means that even the governor of Asachel may not have the power to suppress the will of revenge of the entire race."

"You mean, if things don't work, are you going to make the fallen angels harmless?"

"Harmless" sounds extremely common, but even Sazeks couldn't help but feel a little nervous about the content behind it.

However, this is also the consensus he and Michael reached in a heart-to-heart manner.

"Let's put this time aside first, and we don't have to find out who is behind the scenes. However, if the fallen angels make trouble and the forces of the three clans begin to decline, it will not be a good thing for both of us, right?"

"Even before things are irreversible, it is not a bad thing to make the fallen angels lose their harmfulness, even to the hell side of the fallen angels."

"Michael, he's actually an unpredictable guy." Sazex's eyes flashed with fear, and he stood up, "But..."

"Azazel, I hope you still have enough control over your race..."

Having said that, he has actually made up his mind.

After all, if he is too benevolent to women, he cannot become the leader of the underworld.

It is certainly the best outcome that the three clans can move towards peace and fight against the rest of the forces together.

In fact, his eyes have long been placed in the distance, in that future, and he regards himself as a "biblical mythology force" rather than just "the underworld".

Asachel and Michael are actually the same.

But if it doesn't work...

Then stop it in time.

At this time, he still did not give up the doubts in his heart.

However, whether it is him, Asachel, or Michael, it should not fail to see that the three clans can no longer continue to conflict.

If Azazel couldn't suppress the fallen angel's resentment, then he had to mobilize the underworld to form a two-on-one situation.

Sazex pondered in his heart, cold light flashing in his eyes.

A series of decrees were continuously passed from his hands, and the forces of the entire underworld were also mobilized.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally ended his work temporarily, took a breath, and glanced at the time.

"At this time, the match between Su Mujun and Riesel should have already started, right? 4.9? After all, it is related to Rias's marriage. If I really ignore it, I don't know what to say. …”

He said so, stood up, put on his coat, and left the underworld directly through teleportation magic.

Previously, it imitated the independent space created by the Kuo Academy for the negotiation of the three races.

Two young people of different identities are playing games in silence.

Unlike the usual ranking games that test combat ability, chess, which mainly relies on intelligence, is rare, and it seems that many people are quite interested.

Rias, who was watching, still showed a calm expression on her face, but looking at the fingers that kept playing with her hair, she could tell that her heart was not so calm. .

Chapter [-] Lighting the Powder Keg

The number of people around is not small, but the entire space is kept quiet.

Everyone held their breath subconsciously, not wanting to disturb the duel on the chessboard because of themselves.

Rias bit her lip tightly, not expecting that the engagement that had once overwhelmed her would turn around in such a form.

However, she still felt a little uneasy about whether Su Mu could outperform Raisel, who was far older than her on the chessboard.

So, she turned her questioning gaze to Zhi Quocangna.

Compared to waiting until Su Mu showed his strength before starting to pay attention to himself, Zhi Quocangna knew more about Su Mu.

However, when Rias' eyes fell on Zhi Quocang's face, she was stunned subconsciously.

This friend of mine, with his hands on his shoulders, did not even have too many expressions, and his eyes fell on the chessboard casually.

However, the corners of his mouth seemed to show a faint arc.

To ask about the emotion of worry or uncertainty, it's not at all.

It seems that it has long been determined that Su Mu will definitely win.

It seems that Cang Na is sure that Su Mu will win at 26.

Realizing this, Rias was slightly relieved, and then she couldn't help but feel envious.

Compared to himself, Cang Na knew Su Mu better and had a closer relationship with him.

As a chess player, at this time, Riesel's expression was tense, and Lan Tong stared at the chessboard tightly, daring not to relax in the slightest.

He could feel that the opponent's chess pieces seemed to be combined into a forbidding, invincible army that was invincible on the chessboard with instructions.

I originally thought that the other party was just a human who had not yet reached the age of the weak crown, no matter how evil the talent was, after all, there were limitations.

To be able to make the power reach the point of shocking everyone is already considered a talent.

In the field of chess, which requires talent and accumulation, it is impossible to compare to this long-lived demon.

But when the game started, he realized his mistake.

The so-called genius is a guy who cannot be measured by common sense.

And he actually used his own situation as a standard to measure the monsters that were above common sense.

As the chess game progressed, the pressure on Reesel was getting heavier and heavier.

In other words, it is only possible to maintain the "undefeated" temporarily, and the decline has become more and more obvious.

"Please."

"Speaking of which, why is your Excellency always keen on this kind of action?" As if to relieve his own pressure, Riesel asked voluntarily.

Obviously, anyone who knows chess can see that Su Mu has an absolute advantage in this game.

However, the chessboard presents a rather tragic situation.

Whether it was the black piece held by Su Mu or the white piece of Raisel, a large number of pieces had already retired.

If you ask the reason, it is largely due to Su Mu's frequent exchange behavior.

At the expense of your own pawn sacrifice, go to destroy the opponent's pawn.

This kind of behavior is often not cost-effective, especially when the positions of the pieces on both sides are not much different.

Because, the chess player who takes the initiative to exchange the stones, in the process of redeeming the stones, needs to pay in addition to the sacrificed stones, and there is likely to be a chance to act.

Although the violent exchange action caused a lot of pressure on Riesel's momentum, on the whole, it didn't seem to be a very wise move.

If it wasn't for Su Mu's keen interest in exchanging coins, then Raisel might have a lower chance of winning in the chess game.

"This." Su Mu didn't seem to mean to refuse to answer the opponent's question, he just smiled casually, "Don't you think there are too many pieces on the chessboard?"

"what?"

Raisel, who was holding a chess piece in his hand, only felt a slight tremor in his hand, and the chess piece in his hand almost fell unsteadily.

Dislike too many chess pieces?

"In the game of chess, expectations are not spacious. So many pieces are gathered in a small board, and when the pieces are moved, it can feel unbearably narrow. So, I try to reduce as much as possible. The number of pieces on the board—see, isn’t the board much more spacious now?”

Su Mu said with a gentle smile on his face.

Retire the pieces as much as possible, just to give yourself more freedom when moving the pieces.

Facing Su Mu's smile, Reisel felt a little chill all over.

Because of ranked games and demon pieces, it's hard not to associate chess with demons.

And Su Mu's behavior of sacrificing chess pieces just to be more comfortable when playing chess...

"Gudu."

Raisel swallowed subconsciously.

He shook his head vigorously, and quickly told himself in his heart that this was just a game called chess, and it was not a real war.

"Then it's my turn-"

Su Mu said casually, picking up a chess piece in his hand.

"checkmate [checkmate]."

The crisp sound of a move awakened Raisel from his daze. He came back to his senses and hurriedly looked at the chess game.

Ten dead.

The outcome is already clear, no, it should be said that Su Mu's layout on the chessboard has long been prepared, but he didn't see it.

For a long time after the layout was completed, Su Mu was just bored cleaning the useless pieces on the chessboard-in order to make the movement of the pieces more comfortable when he finally made the decisive move on the chessboard.

And now, he has cleared almost all the chess pieces that are in the way, so 190 will directly decide the outcome, simply cutting off the enemy's head like a mighty general with a knife.

It's really... a disappointing strength gap.

It's a pity that he thought he still had a chance to win, and was still struggling.

But he didn't know that the strength of the two was heaven and earth, and the gully called talent made him not even see the back of the enemy.

When he thought they were evenly matched, the butcher knife was already on his neck, ready to cut off his head at any time.

And he didn't know anything about it.