The gods descend into reality

......

Cheers erupted from below.

"Oh, you don't seem worried about those two siblings?"

Izayoi Sakamaki looked at Xiao Se and smiled.

"If they lose because of this, it only shows that this is all they are capable of. I don't mind changing their strategist."

Xiao Se laughed.

The term "strategist" doesn't necessarily have to be a blank slate.

Characters like Zhuge Liang and Aizen from the Type-Moon universe are excellent choices.

Therefore, this Gift Match was merely a test for the blank, a test to see what a brother and sister, who were mortals, could achieve.

"How heartless. But is 'Fantasy' the name of your community?" Izayoi Sakamaki asked casually.

"What, would you like to visit our headquarters?"

Xiao Se looked at Izayoi Sakamaki and extended an invitation.

"Haha, if you agree, then of course I have no problem with it."

Reverse Izayoi-michi.

Although I felt that the other party seemed to be plotting something, I wasn't afraid of anything!

At most, we'll bring that little White Demon along. Even if the other side wants to make a move, they'll think twice!

"Notify the entire army!"

The next moment, Kong, who had been silent all along, took a deep breath and shouted at the chess piece above him.

In an instant, not only all the chess pieces, but even the people from other communities present all looked up at the empty space.

"Anyone who achieves merit in this war, I will grant them the power of a king—"

At this point, Kong took another deep breath, his voice louder than ever before.

"Grant him the right to have sex with the woman he loves!"

"Wh...what the hell?"

"What...what are they trying to do?"

......

"Furthermore, the soldiers fighting on the front lines will be exempt from military service and tax obligations for the rest of their lives, as long as this war is won, and the state will guarantee them pensions. So, virgins, don't die!"

And for the sake of your family and loved ones waiting for you, you must make it back alive!

Accompanied by a roar that sounded like an empty speech, the black pieces erupted with boundless enthusiasm at that moment!

Mandela...

Sandra...

Pest...

Everyone...

Desolate......o(￣▽￣)d

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Chapter 453 Mutiny Under Pressure

It sounds far-fetched, but it's undeniable.

At this moment, the Black team unleashed an unprecedented surge of morale.

If you can win this battle and survive, you can have sex with the woman you love.

If we can win this battle, we will be exempt from military service and taxes, and the state will even provide us with a pension.

How could a king who cared so much for his soldiers not be willing to die for them?

kill!

In an instant, all the black soldiers seemed to have been given a cheat code and began to charge forward relentlessly.

"That's right, one team will launch a frontal assault, while the second team will advance from the flanks. The bishop will provide support as needed!"

Kong continuously directed the soldiers on the field to make tactical changes.

"hateful!"

Mandela clenched his fists, his face full of displeasure.

These bastards!

Why has it turned out this way? Some seemingly silly words can somehow ignite such passion in these virtual chess pieces!

impossible.

Mandela couldn't understand it.

They were clearly just a group of creatures temporarily given life, similar to familiars.

Why would I be provoked by such outrageous conditions?!

Mandela couldn't quite understand it.

Although these chess pieces are all depicted in a very anthropomorphic manner.

But in the end, it's just a manifestation of the Demon King, something similar to a familiar.

There is no past, and there is no future.

Even after this game of chess ends, both sides will start over.

At that time, both sides will have completely new pieces.

So here's the question: even if these pieces are promised so many benefits, will they actually receive them?

Mandela could not quite understand the thoughts of these chess pieces.

"A defensive squad, knights..."

Mandela began to give instructions quickly.

On the battlefield, the pieces of both black and white pieces instantly entered a state of stalemate.

"So, this is chess?"

A lizardman, who had stood upright, swallowed hard and spoke in a somewhat dry voice.

"Yes, this is indeed chess."

An Amazonian warrior standing next to the lizardman confirmed this.

"So, what happened to this being a turn-based game?"

Someone said something, and the room fell silent instantly.

Although I know this game doesn't seem to be the same as regular chess, but—

Watching the two sides on the field, who were just like two armies, attacking and defending.

Don't you feel any remorse playing chess like this?

This isn't a turn-based game anymore; it's turned into a multiplayer game!

"asshole!"

Mandela clenched his fists tightly, his face filled with barely suppressed anger.

I clearly saw through their tricks, so why did things turn out this way?

Although the black and white pieces on the board seem to be locked in a stalemate, one can see that one's own side has been consistently pressing down with two moves.

After all, their side was using an iron-fisted policy, while the other side was using underhanded methods to boost morale.

In comparison, they were at a disadvantage.

The next moment, Mandela clenched his fist tightly.

No matter what, our side absolutely cannot lose this match!

It's not just a matter of Salamandra's reputation; it's more about Sandra.

This is Sandra's first battle as the leader of the hierarchy, and she must win this match even if it costs her her life!

“Brother Mandela, let me do it.”

Following Sandra's words, Mandela respectfully stepped back.

Sandra then took out a Gift Card.

"strengthen!"

As Sandra finished speaking, the white chess pieces, which had been in a stalemate and even slightly at a disadvantage, suddenly seemed to have received a powerful boost, and a one-sided battle began at that moment.

The black pieces are losing ground.

Cheers erupted continuously at this moment.

At this moment, pairs of burning gazes swept across Sandra's face.

That was a look of reverence.

Regardless, the other party is the Demon King's subordinate.

To be able to overpower the Demon King's subordinates, that kind of strength is enough to qualify him as a ruler of a hierarchy!

"Sister... little sister, things seem to be getting a little strange~"

Unusually, cold sweat broke out on Kong's forehead.

Openly using a blessing card to strengthen one's own soldiers is just too much of a cheat!

She glanced at Xiao Se and saw that he didn't make any move, so her empty brain started working at high speed.

"Admit defeat. Although you are the Demon King's subordinates, you cannot defeat me without any favors."