The time rewinds back to [Chess Time]
At the moment Han Dong and the mysterious figure reached a conclusion after countless epochs of battling.
The chessboard had extended from a three-dimensional world to an eleven-dimensional one, maintaining this state for a long time.
The mysterious figure's health had dropped to [0],
while Han Dong, sitting across, had only one drop of blood left.
The mysterious figure patted his chest, let out a sigh, "Wow! That was close... Do you always have to mess with people's minds like this~ You almost lost."
Cough cough cough~ But the only response was the sound of coughing
In Han Dong's position, there was only a skeletal corpse left,
The spinal vertebrae stood on the ground with root-like tentacles, the lower body had completely weathered... The decayed skull barely remained intact, at least the brain was still fresh.
The coughing came from a nearly rotting throat,
Brain fluid mixed with blood kept dripping from the nostrils,
