Chapter 435 Black and Red, the Plan in the Shadows (Twenty) Chess Game

Lemur and his comrades left. They took the assault cruiser Heart of Desire all the way north. After bypassing the battlefield preset by the Alto Front, they quietly infiltrated the Chaos Lost Zone.

Before they left, Calvin deliberately passed by the apron and had a brief meeting with Lemur who was waiting to board the plane.

No one knew what the Primarch told him, because the two had only met each other's eyes from a distance.

But considering that both of them were psychics, how much information was contained in this brief meeting, I am afraid only they themselves knew.

And after this last move, Calvin also completed the deployment of all troops and officially led his fleet to his scheduled battlefield-Moroc.

A week passed in a flash, and the scheduled troops on each battlefield also sent back messages one by one.

The Inquisition's direct fleet and the Imperial Navy fleet, led by the Unremitting Crusade, also arrived at the scheduled location-Moroc, a once vibrant but now barren abandoned agricultural world, under the leadership of Calvin.

The fleet fell silent at the edge of the galaxy with the cover of the meteorite group, while the Unremitting Crusade itself carried the Primarch and the Frost Shadow where the Sea Wolf Company was located, heading towards the interior of the Gemini star system where Moro was located.

The Purifiers in the preparation room in the belly of the battleship had already completed their armaments, and while waiting for the Sea Wolf to prepare, Calvin and the chief of the Purifiers, Turab, were sitting in a secret room next to the preparation hall.

On both sides of a huge chessboard, the Primarch and Turab sat separately. The rules of the chessboard and chess pieces were similar to those of the regicide chess, but unlike traditional mechanical structures, the chessboard that had undergone the psychic activation process was far more sophisticated and complex in terms of rules.

Terrain, landforms, weather, and spells that could change all the previous ones;

Warriors, wizards, demons, and war machines of all shapes and sizes.

Victory or defeat, justice or evil;

Survival or death, sublimation or degeneration.

This luxury item, made by the Demos Forge World and blessed by Ophelia World No. 7, is enough to evolve all the details of war in this small space.

And such an expensive and magical treasure has become a game item for the Primarch and the Purifier to kill time at this moment.

"Are we just waiting like this?" Turab looked at the Primarch and dropped the chess piece in his hand after not getting a response.

This is certainly not the first time he has played the Regicide Chess, but it is definitely the first time he has experienced this special version of full confrontation.

Unlike the previous static chessboard, each grid on this chessboard is a dynamic battlefield, and the chess pieces dropped by both sides do not refer to a single unit.

Groups of warriors and Titans fought in the simulated complex terrain, and the progress of the war was slowed down in the brains of both sides.

Hundreds of warriors struggled to stab their weapons forward in the crowd, and then fell down continuously in the enemy's equally sharp swords.

The sound of weapons and flesh rubbing against each other raised the perspective, and the information of the entire battlefield was also displayed to the two chess players in the fog of war.

The psychic power and will were in a high-speed and fierce confrontation in the brains of the two people. Corresponding to the battlefield, there were large-scale psychic spells covering the entire battlefield, and the terrain and weather environment constantly changing under the influence of the former.

This was undoubtedly a comprehensive test of brain power, and also an intuitive test of the two people's ability to respond to emergencies in their command.

As a high-level Grey Knight who had experienced many battles, Turaber had no energy to worry about other things after dropping the first chess piece.

Ta!

The Purifier, whose eyebrows were wet with sweat, dropped the chess piece in his hand. In the center of the silver chessboard, the blue psychic crystal of the chess piece shone, and the cold metal melted like grease. Then, the moment it landed, it turned into a group of warriors, roaring and charging towards the enemy's core camp.

For the Emperor!

The warriors shouted and rushed down from the high ground, and on the high ground behind these warriors, the heavy artillery belonging to the Purifier camp had already opened fire.

The sound of a landslide resounded throughout the battlefield, and dense artillery shells were fired like a curtain, creating large-scale deaths in the black camp.

The solid defense line was smashed into a gap by the heavy artillery, and the warriors who finally reached the front line, under the cover of their comrades on both wings, rushed towards the enemy's main camp.

But Turab did not feel relieved.

Because this last chess piece that fell did not have the effect he wanted.

The pressure from the original body again made it difficult for him to continue in the psychic confrontation, and the battlefield that was originally clear for thousands of miles was instantly shrouded in dense clouds.

The chaos in the demon camp was recovering rapidly, but under the feet of the warriors who were fighting in a bloody battle, the ground was collapsing violently.

"This is a trap!" Turab, who realized it later, finally confirmed his guess that all his struggles were calculated by the enemy.

The array of warriors was divided into two pieces under the collapsed ground, and the rain-like spells rising from the demon camp killed the warriors who could not take care of each other one by one.

"I'm a little impatient. Let's do it again." Calvin raised his head and said to Turab.

"I'm not familiar with the rules of this battlefield." Turab replied.

"Then get familiar with it." Calvin said as he stretched out his hand and swept across the chessboard. On the battlefield that crossed the chessboard and was intricate, countless chess pieces melted and then sank into the chessboard.

Correspondingly, on the empty space beside the two men, new chess pieces reappeared in a cold and frozen posture.

In the second confrontation, Turab was obviously much more cautious. He no longer tried to capture every piece of information in the fog of war, but carefully deployed his troops in strategic locations and used the saved energy to fight against Calvin's will.

But this time the battle still did not last too long, because his hesitation gave Calvin too much time.

A large amount of space on the edge of the chessboard was occupied by demons at no cost, and as these demons polluted the chessboard, more demons were summoned to the chessboard, and Turab's troops fell into an irreparable disadvantage again.

"What are you waiting for?" Turab was thoughtful during the review, and finally caught a little idea of ​​the original body.

In the two failures, the original body did not use crushing power, but the chess game between the two was very similar to the current battle situation.

Attack is impossible, because it will fall into the enemy's rhythm and eventually be led to a tragic defeat.

The power in Calvin's hands can be said to be the only hope left for Janmorro.

If you cannot defend, blindly defending is equivalent to letting the enemy's power grow. If you passively wait for the enemy's attack, even the Primarch will fall under the enemy's stranglehold.

"Wait for an opportunity." The Primarch said, and at this moment, the loudspeaker in the room rang, which was a reminder that the Space Wolves on the battleship next door were ready.

The Primarch, who stood up, obviously had no interest in continuing the game, and Turab also stood up.

"Let's go, don't keep them waiting." Calvin said to the leader of the Purifiers, and dropped the chess piece in his hand heavily in the center of the chessboard.

What shocked Turab was that after the Primarch's finger fell, the Grey Knights' main formation, which was fighting alone in the middle of the chessboard and had no help, was in the middle of the chessboard...

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