Latest URL: "Name?"

"Huai Shi."

"gender?"

"male."

"age?"

"20."

In the gloomy and huge hall, the dialogue between the shadow and the puppet in the palm is coming to an end.

In the hazy fog, the man in the pale robe lowered his eyes, smiling and staring at the chess piece that gradually came to life in his palm.

Compared with Huai Shi's agile face on the chess pieces, the faces of the players who play chess seem to be hidden in the fog like a hall. Men and women are indistinguishable, old and young are indistinguishable, but the mocking smile seems to be eternal, and there has never been any change. .

Destruction Element - Piper!

At this moment, in just a few short breaths, the source substance is injected, simulating consciousness, simulating a soul. .

At the end, the activated pieces are placed on the board.

Final praise.

"very good."

The piper smiled and encouraged: "Go and fight for you, Huai Shi."

So, the chess piece turned around, walked towards the overwhelming formation behind him, rode a steed, and faced the army.

The never-ending fight begins again.

On the opposite side of the chessboard, the old Rigolet White Snake raised his finger and pushed the chess piece in his hand, Jiuqing, Yang Yang, one square forward.

On the chessboard, the chess pieces representing the present and **** are different, shining with various colors and brilliance. Under the push of the two palms, they are biting each other like beasts, and you are fighting to the death.

There were continuous fireworks-like rays of light rising and falling, bringing a great deal of death and destruction.

In the end, under the manipulation of the piper, the broken Huai Shi chess piece smashed to the top of the palace of the subjugated country, beheading the last head.

Victory and defeat.

"Sure enough, it's interesting - among the new collections, this one is particularly special and surprising."

The piper stroked the chess piece that was once again sluggish in his palm, got close, and looked down.

"What kind of secrets do you have, Huai Shi?"

He murmured softly, "That's really intriguing."

Soon, the chess game began again.

A new battlefield board, new chess pieces, and a new battle have begun.

In the empty and cold hall, there is not only the crisp sound of chess pieces colliding here, but the sound is like a drizzle, constantly resounding in every corner of the fog, spreading, crisp and pleasant.

Innumerable chessboards show completely different variations.

Billions of chess games, billions of games.

In the simulation and collision of billions of souls, the piper sang softly, pushed the chess piece in his hand, moved forward, and stared at the miserable appearance of each of them being crushed into pieces in the fortified defense constructed by the white snake.

He couldn't help but clapped his hands happily.

Laugh out loud.

When the wind seems to be blowing from a distance, and the mist is covered, you can see the display rack behind the piper who seems to cover his face to the end of the world, reaching the collection at the top of the sky.

On each grid, there are completely different pieces on display.

Every chess piece comes from heroes and heroes from various hells and eras, and on every chessboard, there is a reenactment of the once earth-shattering battlefield.

Such, unimaginable scale of terror.

The white snake's movements were slightly stagnant.

Sighing lightly, he stretched out his hand to take off his own chess piece from the chessboard and put it back into the box beside him.

"You win."

He said.

"Then another round?" The piper suggested: "You're already in a state, your hands are getting hotter and hotter."

"Your Excellency, we have already played a full 140 chess."

White Snake sighed helplessly, and reminded sternly:

"Seven full days."

Even though he had already expected that this meeting would take a long time, he did not expect that after entering this ever-changing fog, it would consume such a long time on the chess game.

So much so that he was slightly exhausted.

"Huh? Don't you like it?"

The piper pinched his chin, stared at the chessboard in front of him, and said casually, "I remember that before you went out of office and fell to your country, you were one of the best chess players among the jesters... . Is there something that has to be said?"

When it came to the end, the mockery was beyond words.

"See you, Your Excellency."

White Snake sighed, moved back from the seat, and saluted respectfully: "I came here with a mission - the plan to subjugate the country, I hope your help."

"Ah, plans, plans... I like plans."

The piper held his chin, held his chess pieces and jumped on the chessboard, gathering the messy chess pieces together to form an incompatible situation, attacking each other.

And when he looked at the chaos he created with his own hands, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "The plan to destroy the country, the plan of the emperor, the plan of the rancher, the plan of the current situation...and my plan."

"There's always a plan, isn't it?" he said.

"As you said." White Snake nodded calmly.

The piper suddenly smiled, shook his head, and after overturning all the pieces on the chessboard, he straightened up, and suddenly asked, "What do you think of this battlefield? White Snake."

"Huh?" White Snake frowned.

did not answer.

It's not that I don't understand, but I don't understand what the piper is asking?

Where is the war going? A comparison of the two? Follow-up strain? Or say something else?

Too general.

too vague...

"Yes, literally."

The Piper smiled and repeated: "What do you think of this war? What does it mean to you? Its nature? Your purpose and ambition?"

"It's nothing more than doing my duty faithfully."

White Snake replied calmly: "This is my job, Your Excellency, and it is also a contract between me and Your Majesty. There is no personal likes and dislikes in it. If Your Majesty can have fun, then it must be done, that's all."

"Ah, that's right, 'fun'."

The piper nodded clearly, as if in admiration: "For that person, in the abyss, there is almost nothing more precious than this, right?

Unfortunately, fun is always hard to find.

To be able to encounter such a lively thing, that person must be so excited that he can't wait any longer, right? It's not easy for you to have such customers. "

The white snake did not speak.

Logically speaking, he should be furious at this time and refute it categorically, but he really has nothing to be angry with, and there is nothing to refute.

After all, the Piper was absolutely right.

Even, the title of "King of Lezi" existed for thousands of years, and the King of Withering didn't even care at all, and was even complacent about it.

Working in a subjugated country, even a little high blood pressure can't last a few years.

As a subordinate, it is not once or twice that White Snake's many plans have been completely collapsed by the whim of his boss.

He is used to...

At least I can get used to it now.

Well, before getting a brain hemorrhage by one of his loyalists.

"No need to worry, White Snake, isn't it good."

The piper laughed, as if encouraging: "Sometimes, the means and the purpose are equally important, the former is where the fun is, the latter is where the results are, and if you can get one of the two, you will be successful.

And sometimes, you need to use your brains - get both.

So you need jesters like you to exist, don't you? "

Make sure the Blight King has fun, and the subjugation has fruit.

It is not easy to master the same two things.

To be able to climb to a position under one person after the country's subjugation, the ability of the white snake is beyond doubt.

And the plan he proposed was, of course, an excellent solution for both parties.

However, he was still not sure that he could promote the union between the two parties.

At this moment, hearing the piper's words, he raised his pupils slightly and asked solemnly, "So, what kind of fun and results do you want?"

"Don't worry, White Snake."

The Piper grinned happily: "My fun and results have been obtained."

The white snake wanted to speak, but then, the piper waved his hand and interrupted his words.

"Go back and report to the King of Blight, and tell him that I will help his plan and support him."

After a short pause, the piper continued: "But in the same way, I will provide the same help to the Maharaja, no, not only the Sea of ​​Thunder, even the rancher, even the Eye of Darkness...

Just open your mouth, nod your head, and I'll help. "

After emphasizing the accent, the Piper told him: "I will help them, 'Plan'."

White Snake frowned: "So, what are the conditions?"

"No conditions, no demands. No demands in return, and you don't have to worry about more."

The piper picked up a chess piece and shook it in front of White Snake: "I just did what I wanted to do... As for these few days, just give yourself a vacation, White Snake."

He smiled slightly, "It's hard enough to live in the abyss, if you can't learn to have fun while you're still struggling, it'll only be more bitter - learn to be lazy occasionally, and the majesty you are loyal to may also be happy to see it succeed. ."

White Snake was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly, and saluted respectfully:

"...I understand, I will take your reply back."

"Go on."

The piper waved goodbye, "Let's play chess together next time."

White Snake was speechless, and with his chess pieces, he disappeared like smoke in this hall of thoughts.

And behind the piper, in the mist, another figure emerged.

Another, a bystander from start to finish.

"Is there any problem, Tiancheng?"

The piper turned his head and looked behind him, full of curiosity: "You seem to have something to say."

"Just curious."

The jester named Tiancheng did not stick to etiquette, and even, apart from the necessary respect, did not show awe to the titular leader, the Piper.

The Piper didn't care either.

Not just reverence, but never even expected loyalty.

In itself, Rigoletto is such a loose and tight organization, like a talent market in hell, like a mutual aid club, seemingly one body, but only members of the same place.

Everyone will walk together because of the same interests and unite with each other. After losing the bond of interests, there will be no hesitation in criticizing each other.

Even, for the position of the piper, not everyone is coveted. Even direct challenges are not uncommon, let alone secret schemes.

However, that face was shrouded in mist from beginning to end, never showing its true face, and it was difficult to see the traces of replacement or change.

so mysterious.

Unpredictable.

"Your Excellency Shicai asked White Snake's question, but I want to know your answer even more." Tiancheng looked down at the messy chessboard and suddenly asked, "How do you think about this war?"

The Piper smiled slightly, but did not answer.

Just, continue to fiddle with the chessboard in front of you.

Once again, the formation of troops has evolved into a war situation.

On the interlaced front, the fighting began again.

"Do you know what are the conditions for the establishment of a chess game, Tiancheng?" he suddenly asked, "What kind of premise is needed for a meaningful fight?"

Tiancheng was silent, as if he was thinking, and after a long time he asked, "Fair?"

"fair?"

The piper smiled: "Where can there be justice in this world? It's just sleep talk. The ravings of the weak, the humble opinion of the fool, the lies of a liar..."

"I ask you, Tiancheng, has there ever been true justice in the world?"

As if talking about a great success, the piper said eloquently: "How can the tall and the short compete with each other? How can the strong compete with the sick and the weak? How can the wise and the ignorant compete on the same stage? Even if it is the same horse, is it Is there no distinction between strong and weak?

In my opinion, the last thing you need is the so-called 'fairness'.

Quite the contrary—"

He said, "The premise of the establishment of the chess game should be 'the same unfairness'!"

Throwing both sides into the same adversity.

Push both sides into a normal quagmire.

Throwing both sides like water and fire into the same hell...

In the face of the same disadvantage, cut off the arm of the strong, make up the prosthesis for the weak, cut off the wisdom of the wise, and then make the fool crazy.

Force both sides to stand at the same height and valley.

Just like on a chessboard.

like this war-

Eliminate the advantages of the existing city walls, and limit the number of abyss with a limited battlefield.

Destroyed the rancher's plan, and at the same time, brought new bad news to the current situation.

Now, both sides face the same war.

Cruel, ferocious, fighting without any retreat or room for maneuver.

Just thinking about it makes people emotional!

"War is a means to you."

The Piper smiled and told him, "For me, that's one of the goals."

The purpose achieved in order to use the means, the result created in order to seek pleasure.

A stage set up to enjoy new performances.

"I want to see sparks."

The audience who had been planning for a long time sat in the special seats they had built, with hope and joy in their eyes: "Whether it is the splendid colors when the soul changes, the dazzling light when it sublimates or freezes, the festive fireworks when it is destroyed and fallen ."

"I like your plan, Tiancheng."

The Destruction Element sincerely praised: "Magnificent, long-term, weird, terrifying... It doesn't matter whether it is huge or small."

"I prefer what it looks like when the plan falls apart.

The lofty ambitions have collapsed, the high-rise buildings have collapsed into ruins, the vicious scheming has been exposed to the sun, and the pure ideals have been gradually tainted by the darkness..."

When on the chessboard, in the ruined ruins, the last chess piece pierced the opponent's chest with a sharp blade, embracing each other and dying.

He narrowed his eyes and sighed contentedly:

"- That's why I love war so much."

War will crush all plans.

War itself is the best plan for destruction.

Soon, when the storm comes to an end, on an unprecedentedly huge chessboard, endless pieces will fight each other again.

The subjugation of the country, the sea of ​​thunder, the rancher, and even himself, the so-called 'Pied Piper', will also become pawns in it.

No one can control their own destiny.

There is no plan to predetermine the future.

In the slaughter of countless souls, in the endless life and death, what shines is the dazzling and magnificent light.

Soon.

Soon.

The Piper smiled and waited.