Chapter 1071: Silver Desperation

Under the opera stage.

The Silver King stared fixedly at the Red King, who was drinking water calmly, his chest heaving violently.

"You lost," the Red King pursed his lips and said lightly. "This game of chess, you have been completely defeated... The Fire-Tamperers should also disappear from this world completely."

Every word of the Red King was like a thorn stuck in the Silver King's heart. His expression changed repeatedly, and finally, he took a deep breath, his gaze returning to cold silence.

"No... I haven't lost yet." The British coat was already stained with white in the wind and snow.

Whether it was the Fire-Tamperers, the Thief Saint, or those Arbitrator Proxies... in the end, they were all his tools. After all the chess pieces left him, the Silver King became calm instead.

He had nowhere left to retreat.

"As long as I kill you, everything can be reversed," the Silver King said in a deep voice. "If you die, those Tier 8s are no match for me. I can swap the memories of the Arbitrator Proxies once, I can swap them a second time. There will always be people in this world who step onto the Thief God Path, and there will always be people who work for me... As long as you give me time, the Thief Saint can also be replenished."

The Red King looked at the Silver King with slight surprise. "I thought you would be hysterical with rage after a total defeat... Now it seems you are calmer than I thought."

The Silver King sneered, a flash of complexity in his eyes,

"Anger? Just unwilling to give up."

The Silver King had prepared for I don't know how many years to let the Fire-Tamperers reach today step by step. He racked his brains to lay out the plan, but it was broken by the Red King one by one before it could even be carried out. How could he be willing to give up?

Now, the Silver King had become a true "Lone King." Except for defeating the Red King, he had no other choice.

Bang—!!

In the always dull wind and snow, a loud explosion came.

An ancient coffin suddenly rose from the ground behind the Silver King. As the coffin lid was lifted, a lifelike corpse was exposed to the air...

"A demigod of the Chess God Path from the previous era?" The Red King saw the person in the coffin, and a flash of surprise crossed his eyes. "Where did you get this corpse?"

"...You guess?"

The Silver King didn't intend to explain at all. The moment the demigod corpse of the Chess God Path appeared, vertical and horizontal lines spread rapidly in the void. As the demigod pressure reappeared from the corpse, the wind and snow under the opera stage suddenly stopped!

If you looked down from high altitude at this time, you could see that the entire space had been replaced by a chessboard, and even the opera stage was surrounded by four black pieces falling in different positions, as if completely sealed.

"In terms of trapping enemies, can you be stronger than him?"

The Silver King snorted. The next moment, the small table between him and the Red King shattered, tea cups and hot water splashed all over the ground. The Red King raised his brow, and his figure flickered and flashed backward.

One black piece after another was sketched out from the void, falling precisely on the intersections near the Red King. But whenever the four pieces were about to seal the Red King's position, he could always shuttle through the space opera stage like he was predicting the landing point, leaving only residual shadows in the wind and snow.

Huang He's corpse-stealing ability was also in the hands of the Silver King. Having mastered the complete Thief God Path, plus a demigod corpse under his control, he achieved a two-on-one situation... This was also the confidence the Silver King had to say he could kill the Red King.

Facing the joint effort of the Chess God Path demigod and the Silver King, there was no panic on the Red King's face. He walked in the wind and snow while saying calmly:

"In terms of trapping enemies, I am indeed not as good as him... But your weakness is even more fatal."

"My weakness?"

"You are too arrogant," the Red King's lips curled slightly. "Your arrogance makes you ignore the details... those fatal details hidden in the shadows...

Do you really think it's two against one now?"

The Silver King didn't understand what the Red King meant. Just then, he seemed to notice something in his peripheral vision and turned to look at a certain place in the wind and snow...

I don't know when, a black-skirted girl carrying a coffin had been watching this place quietly.

A gloomy aura drifted from the coffin behind her. The next moment, in the void behind the Silver King, a flash of void white light flickered, and a dead, silent head he had hidden in the surrounding space actually opened its eyes suddenly!!

The moment he saw that head, the Silver King's expression changed drastically!

"...It's you?!!"

Swish—!

The coffin behind Liu Qingyan became light, and moonlight like water flowed from the cracks, and the Tier 8 aura spread wildly.

At the same time, the head hidden by the Silver King, as if resurrected from the dead, had a slender moonlight dagger that seemed to pierce through time and space, thrusting directly into the Silver King's chest!

Everything happened too fast. From the moment the Silver King saw Liu Qingyan appear to his body being pierced by moonlight, it didn't even take half a second... Behind him, a beautiful figure in a gray robe stood in the reflection of the moonlight, looking at her coldly.

Twilight Agency, Gray King.

"This is impossible..." The Silver King's chest was soaked in blood, and he said hoarsely, "You were clearly dead... I killed you with my own hands!"

"I said... from the beginning, you were one of the 'characters' on this chessboard. This is a trap we specifically laid for you." The Red King smiled slightly. "Surprised?"

"You... you guessed long ago that I would go to grab the era archives???"

Only then did the Silver King finally react, his expression extremely ugly.

"Strictly speaking, my little apprentice told me." The Red King smiled slightly.

When Chen Ling was still in the Opera Path Ancient Treasury, he had reminded the Red King that one era archive would be stolen... and the one stolen was the [Morality] in the hands of the Gray King.

The Red King knew the operating logic of the era archives; what had already happened could not be changed, so he directly used the [Morality] in the hands of the Gray King as bait to set this trap... The Silver King breaking into the Prostitution Path Ancient Treasury was also within their expectations.

The Red King used the past grudge between the Gray King and the Silver King to set a trap, letting the Gray King fake her death, with her head carried by the Silver King, while the real body remained hidden in the ancient treasury.

This was an assassination.

A fatal assassination launched from an angle the Silver King couldn't have predicted!

"Back then, you laid out a plan to seize my God Path self-proof... This time, falling into the trap yourself, how does it feel?" The Gray King's moonlight dagger stirred deep in the Silver King's chest, and gurgling blood flowed out.

The Silver King gritted his teeth. He stole space and escaped more than ten meters from the end of the dagger, but even so, the Gray King's blade still caused him serious injury, and his vitality began to dissipate at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The Silver King never imagined that he had been playing chess with the Red King for so long, and had lost everything. Now, the demigod battle hadn't even started for the Red King, and he had already been seriously injured to this extent... An unprecedented sense of despair surged into his heart!