Death… And Me Chapter 2944 Let's play

2944  Let's play

Back on Roan's platform, two minutes and a half had pa.s.sed since the start of the game. *Zus.h.!.+*

Suddenly, Roan's opponent was teleported outside of the platform. He hadn't lost all his units yet, but the formation in the platform knew it was simply impossible for him to win anymore. Any more than that would be a waste of time.

Roan glanced outside and noticed that the experts around his platform all had similar Red and Black attires. They were the Lincae Sect disciples. Lincae Sect is another one of the powers controlling one of the fourteen regions of Rusbav Country, the Lincae Region. He glanced at other platforms and saw how the other powers began taking protective formations to stop anyone from outside. That way, only their people would be able to challenge the person inside the platform they were protecting. The Gondel Clan was one of such, having blocked the platform where the alchemy guy was standing. *Zus.h.!.+*

Soon, another guy from Lincae entered Roan's platform. The Battlefield Board immediately changed into a completely new map before the guy spread his units. "That strategy from earlier was truly unorthodox. Using your main force as bait and change their bait objective midway to take the opponent by surprise... However, it will not be of much use against me."

Roan was the first one to make his move this time since he was second before. He immediately moved his units and pa.s.sed his turn, completely ignoring the guy.

"Hmph!" Seeing Roan's lack of interest in himself, the guy moved his units as well, taking a few defensive positions and preparing to take the first stronghold before pa.s.sing his turn.

Roan instantly moved his soldiers, using only a single second from the ten seconds he had available. He pa.s.sed his turn once again. Somehow, Roan seemed more interested in what was happening on the various other platforms than his own.

Each side took their turns, and two minutes later...

*Zus.h.!.+*

Roan's opponent was teleported out, his army completely destroyed. Roan finished the guy even faster than he did the previous one. "Boring..."

Roan's remark immediately made the blood of the Lincae Sect's members boil. They selected Roan's platform exactly because of their sect's specialty. They were very good at group combat and commanding armies. Their experts weren't exactly strong individually. If anything, they were at the bottom of the fourteen powers of Rusbav Country in individual power. However, when together, they definitely ranked in the top five. "I'm going in this time. Make sure the others don't get past our defense," one of the Lincae experts spoke. "Yes!" Everyone agreed, and Roan's next opponent entered his platform.

One minute and fifty-two seconds later...

*Zus.h.!.+*

The guy was teleported. He lost even faster than the last one.

*Yawnnnnnn...*

Roan yawned with his eyes half closed. If his 'boring' comment earlier made the Lincae Sect experts angry, his yawn absolutely enraged them.

"I'm going next! Pay attention to his strategy. If I lose, make sure to make him regret showing his cards!"

Two minutes and twenty-six seconds later...

*Zus.h.!.+*

Another guy was sent out of the formation. He lasted more than the last one, though. However, it wasn't that he was better, but because Roan once again changed his strategy. He used a completely different approach from the first three games he had won, so how could the Lincae Experts use it against him?

"We have over ten thousand of us here! I refuse to believe none of us can win him in a game os strategy! I'm going in next!"

Five minutes later...

*Zus.h.!.+*

And another guy lost to Roan. To add insult to injury, Roan completely copied his opponent's strategy. However, he made some minimal changes here and there, causing his opponent's armies to crumble in no time and conquer all the available strongholds. One might think that the lasting five minutes was impressive, but the truth was that Roan's opponent always used almost all of his ten seconds to make a move. Otherwise, it would have ended way earlier.

The next came in,

*Zus.h.!.+*

And left a few minutes later.

The next entered...

*Zus.h.!.+*

Just to be sent out a little more than a minute later...

*Zush, zush, zush...*

Using countless different strategies and never settling with a single type of formation. It was simply impossible to tell what kind of commander Roan was. 11:20

Attack? He excelled at it...

Defense? He excelled at it...

Deception? He excelled at it...

Attrition? He excelled at it...

All together? He was even more terrifying!

Little did the Lincae Sect people know, but most of Roan's concentration was on Rean's memories while Rean fought against other Sword Intent users. What would Lincae Sect think if they knew Roan wasn't even looking at them? Perhaps they would commit suicide right there and then...

Back on Rean's platform...

*Clang!*

Rean's wooden sword finally snapped in two, giving his opponent confidence to win that battle. Rean had already taken more than twenty opponents and won all of them with his wooden sword. No one would believe a wooden sword could be that incredible. Too bad that Reanlet go of his wooden sword as it broke. No, to be more specific, Rean knew that the poor wooden sword wouldn't resist and used the last strike to force his opponent where he wanted. His hand moved like a snake and struck the bottom of his opponent's sword. The sword flew off the guy's hand against his will, falling into Rean's own hand instead.

*Swin!*

Rean then stopped his opponent's sword near his neck before stopping. A little bit of blood came out, but that was all. "Seems like a single wooden sword isn't enough to hold you guys down."

*Zus.h.!.+*

Finally, the platform formation teleported the guy out, judging that he had lost. Rean then walked back to the hack and left his opponent's sword there. Following that, he took another wooden sword before speaking to the experts outside. "Do you guys think I don't know what you are doing? You are sending the weaklings first while the strong ones keep just watching. However, if you can't even force me to take a normal sword, do you think you can learn anything about my real strength?"

*Zunnnnn...*

Suddenly, Rean's Sword Intent activated for the first time. Not only did it activate, but it was the Second Stage of Sword Intent, Stable Ethereality! "Come on, send the good ones for me to play with!"