Star Trace Gate

Chapter 886: Treasure Chess Game, Infinite Torture

Zhou Taozhi rolled a six as soon as he entered the game, placing him first among the three players. The storyteller and Xiaopang each rolled a single one, feeling a bit discouraged. They each suspected the other was unlucky and would affect their own luck.

"Who of us goes first?" Fatty Li asked with a sheepish look.

"Shake it again."

"Row."

After a brief exchange of words, the two rolled the dice again. The fat guy got four, while the storyteller still got one.

He immediately revealed an expression of extreme disgust and said in a voice transmission, "Your hands stink. Try not to talk to me for a while, or you'll pass on your bad luck to me."

"......!" The storyteller also felt a little depressed, and said stubbornly: "The good guys don't win the first round."

In front, Zhou Taozhi saw that the two had already decided who would go first and who would go last, so he raised his palm again and said with a smile: "I will go first, let's roll the dice now."

"Okay, let's get started." Xiaopang rubbed his hands, eager to try.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Taozhi suddenly raised his right arm and slapped the huge dice in the air hard.

"Ong!"

The palm wind was so fierce that it made the dice spin violently in the air. After two full breaths, it slowly stopped and the top was a point.

When Fatty saw the result, he couldn't hide his joy and said, "As the old saying goes, there's no winner in a long-term gamble, and even in a long-term gamble, you lose your pants... Senior Zhou, I'm going to take your peach sword today."

"Ah."

Zhou Taozhi's soul only sneered, and then he took only one step forward according to the rules of the chess game.

"boom!"

When his feet stepped on the second bluestone brick, a violent wave of energy suddenly rose from under his feet, like a fountain at the bottom of a well, and enveloped his body in an instant.

The vigorous atmosphere emanating from the bluestone bricks makes the surrounding scene look extremely unreal, as if a fantasy land has been triggered, drawing people in and making them unable to extricate themselves.

Immediately afterwards, a magnificent sound that could only be heard by Zhou Taozhi himself echoed faintly in his ears.

"You embark on a journey to gather treasure. Passing through a war-torn country, you inadvertently save a great general. Grateful for your life-saving grace, he promises to mobilize ten thousand crossbowmen to escort you out of the strife-torn land. You receive a treasure token—named 'Ten Thousand Arrows'—which can be used on yourself or others, and only within the next round."

The magnificent sound dissipated in his ears, and the entire peach forest was filled with a bright light. Suddenly, a token shot out and landed steadily in Zhou Taozhi's right palm. However, the storyteller and Xiaopang did not know what happened to Zhou Taozhi on the second bluestone brick, nor did they know the purpose of the token.

"It's your turn." Zhou Taozhi stood on the second bluestone brick with a very confident posture and reminded without even turning his head.

“I’ll do it, I’ll do it…!”

Xiaopang is a very curious person. He is a little nervous, but he also thinks that this chess game is very interesting and exciting.

He let out a long breath, and then used the power of palm wind to fan the dice.

"Ong!"

After a rapid spin, the dice stopped at five.

Ha, my luck is back... Xiaopang was a little proud, baring his teeth and saying, "Senior Zhou, I have to take five steps this round. Thank you for letting me..."

Zhou Taozhi was so arrogant that he didn't respond or pay any attention to him.

The peach forest sparkled with colorful lights, making the place look dreamy and beautiful. Xiaopang took five steps excitedly and then came to the sixth bluestone brick.

"boom!"

As soon as he set foot, a crystal blue light surged from under the bluestone bricks, slowly wrapping Xiaopang's body.

"Hmm? The surrounding scene is changing rapidly. It seems that each bluestone brick hides a different fantasy land." Xiaopang had been to Taoyuan before and had witnessed the weirdness of the Jubao chess game, so he did not show too much panic this time.

From his perspective, the surrounding peach forest gradually blurred and disappeared, replaced by the vast snowfield and icebergs towering into the clouds. He looked into the distance, but was completely unable to see the end of this vast territory.

"Ugh——!"

A cold wind as sharp as a knife blew, and the snow on the ground floated and rolled up. The icebergs were crystal clear, and seemed to be emitting a cold air that could freeze everything.

Xiaopang suddenly felt the temperature drop to an extreme point. He couldn't help but hug his shoulders tightly and looked around the snowy field helplessly. Then he shivered with cold: "Fuck, what kind of place is this? My brain is about to freeze into a lump of ice."

"You embark on a journey to gather treasure, wandering adrift until you stumble upon an ancient snowfield. Frosty and lifeless, you are temporarily trapped here, searching for a way to escape. You receive a bye turn, and on your next turn, you cannot roll dice or move forward."

"Fuck you... Isn't this just making me stand right where I am?!"

When Fatty heard the majestic voice of the formation spirit, he was immediately furious and shouted, "Tell me clearly, how long is this round?! Do you have a cotton-padded jacket? Give me one... If that doesn't work, cotton shorts will do. My uncle said that boys can't catch a cold, otherwise their pee will drip...!"

There was no response in the snowy plain.

After Xiaopang shouted a few times, he felt an irresistible itching all over his skin. This was a symptom caused by the rapid drying of the skin in an extremely cold environment.

“Hoo…Hoo…!”

He stood on the frost, snow, and frozen ground, constantly blowing on his hands and scratching the skin on his arms until the flesh began to fester and crack...

"I can't take it anymore. I really can't take it anymore. I'm going to freeze to death." Although Fat Li is gifted, he is ultimately just a strong wild dog of the third level. At this moment, facing the chess game formation set up by the black energy-level strongman, it is naturally very difficult for him.

He had been in the illusion for less than ten breaths when his blood was frozen to the point of stagnating, he became unconscious and had hallucinations.

"I need to drink something hot, otherwise I will really die...!"

Xiaopang curled up in the snow, untied his belt and took off his pants.

In the game of Jubao, the storyteller who was ranked third also rolled the dice again and got a six.

He was much calmer than Xiaopang, and was also lucky. After taking six consecutive steps, he heard the voice of the formation spirit.

"You embarked on a journey to gather treasures, traveling day and night. Suddenly, you felt exhausted. You saw a beautiful inn on the side of the road and chose to rest there temporarily. Nothing happened that day..."

"Nothing happened? This proves... that the six steps I took were very effective." The storyteller looked at the scenery in the Fantasy Inn and said with satisfaction, "I'm still far ahead...!"

The first round ended, and it was Zhou Taozhi's turn to roll the dice after he had only taken one step.

He was calm and confident, raised his hands and fanned them, and finally got a six.

Before taking a step, the voice of the formation spirit sounded, asking: "Do you want to use Ten Thousand Arrows Volley this round? If not, this token will disappear after you take a step."

"Of course I have to use it! Give it to the scholar who ranks third in the 'rank'! Shoot him hard, shoot him all over the face!" Zhou Taozhi became more and more excited as he played, and a very perverted expression appeared on his face.

"You can choose to use Ten Thousand Arrows, or you can take six steps forward." The formation spirit replied.

"it is good."

Zhou Taozhi bared his teeth and nodded, then took six steps forward with joy, instantly surpassing the storyteller and only one small step ahead of him.

"You set out again and arrived at the bandit-ridden Daoqiang Mountain. Coincidentally, the wife of the bandit leader of the bandit mountain was about to give birth and showed signs of dying in labor. Coincidentally, you knew a little about inducing labor, so you personally delivered the baby. Finally, as luck would have it, the wife gave birth to quintuplets, all boys. The leader was so delighted that he swore an oath of brotherhood with you and promised to help you with any future problems."

"You have received a token from the Great Boss, the Robbery Mountain Token. It's called the Disaster Token. This token can be used once on yourself or another player, and is valid for the entire game."

"Hahaha, I'm lucky." Zhou Taozhi immediately smiled happily: "I can make friends wherever I go."

After he finished speaking, he took the second token and then began to take care of the wife of the chieftain during her confinement period in the illusion.

The second round took place in the illusion of the Eternal Snowfield.

Li Xiaopang was lying in the snow, holding a piece of steaming, very wet rag in his right hand, and then he squeezed the hot water produced in his body into his mouth.

It did sound a bit dirty and smelled a bit fishy, ​​but he really had no choice. It was too cold here, and he needed a little warmth and a drink of hot water.

However, the cold here was far beyond his imagination. As soon as the rag was soaked in his hot water and taken out, it quickly cooled down and within a breath or two, it was frozen into a lump of ice.

He only drank three urgent gulps. The "hot water" in his mouth was truly warm and blissful...

"Damn...I can't take it anymore. I have to use some external help, otherwise I will really freeze to death here."

When he was about to lose consciousness completely, he raised his hand and called out the Dali Niu aphrodisiac pill, then he lay on his back and swallowed one pill, and suddenly felt a hot sensation in his stomach.

This thing is used to enhance pleasure, and the precious materials used are all very nourishing and yang-boosting, so it is very valuable. So after he swallowed it, his body instantly felt more comfortable.

"You are trapped in the Eternal Snowfield and cannot act this round."

The voice of the formation spirit sounded.

After hearing this warning, Fatty Li lay pitifully in the snow, his chubby body frozen like an ice sculpture. He breathed weakly and said in great frustration, "Damn it... how could I not find the keyhole?! Those people in the torture hall are a bunch of idiots. Did you really have to be so secretive when you opened the keyhole from the inside out? For the love of my ancestors, if I had found that keyhole that day... why would I have come to this shabby place and suffered such a terrible punishment!!!"

He endured the extreme cold and suffered in endless self-blame.

In the second round, the storyteller, who was the third in line, had a very confident smile on his face and raised his hand to throw the dice.

"Congratulations! The player in row number one has used the 'Ten Thousand Arrows' token on you."

Suddenly, the voice of the formation spirit rang out.

"You rested in the inn for a night, refreshed and ready to hit the road again. But as soon as you stepped out of the inn's door, you saw ten thousand crossbowmen approaching from the war-torn land. Seeing the civilians of the enemy nation, they were filled with murderous intent...!"

"what?!"

The storyteller was stunned: "This...this also includes a volley of arrows?!"

"boom!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the bluestone bricks under his feet suddenly surged with endless white light, and at the same time, the sound of fighting on the battlefield rang in his ears.

The surrounding scene changed rapidly. Outside a beautiful inn, ten thousand archers lined up in an orderly manner and marched forward.

A great general in armor, with a steel sword hanging from his waist, raised his arm and shouted, "Form the ranks—shoot arrows!"

"Draw the bow, draw the bow, strong wind, strong wind!!!"

The roar of ten thousand archers resounded through heaven and earth.

The storyteller stood in front of the inn with a confused look on his face. When he turned around, he found that everyone in the inn had run away, and he was the only one left to face the enemy alone.

"Fuck! Others can run, why can't I? This is unreasonable! This is extremely targeted...!"