Chapter 697: The Mathematician's Triumph
"If you can't, don't think that others can't either. β
Downton glanced at Mueller, a look of contempt that almost him off.
"I'm going to see how you die. β
Muller clasped his hands to his chest, and he couldn't even think about the chess game.
"There are examples, you still dare to underestimate me, very good, say your other requirements!" "The black shadow is not stupid, knowing that Downton must still have limitations.
"Are you crazy?" Sissi hurriedly covered Downton's mouth and pleaded with the Dreaded Monarch, "Don't listen to him, he's talking nonsense." β
Dupont looked at Downton in a daze, his face was surprised, his brows were furrowed enough to kill a sea crab, he really couldn't understand what this kid relied on to defeat the black shadow.
BeyoncΓ© played with the dagger, looked at Downton with interest, stretched out her red lips and licked the corners of her mouth, her appreciation overflowing.
"Interesting, keep going!"
Looking at the stubborn Downton, applause rang out in the hall, this is the black shadow's reward for Downton, no one has ever dared to bargain with it like this, but it also understands that the other party's request is definitely not finished, because no one will make such rules that are unfavorable to themselves.
"I don't need to attach my soul to sixteen chess pieces, there is no way, this pain will affect my speed of thinking at the limit. β
Downton shrugged his shoulders.
"It doesn't hurt that much. β
Muller bared his teeth.
"Agreed!"
The black shadow didn't have any accidents, the pain of soul tearing it had tasted, it was even more cruel than Ling Chi's execution, and wanted to stay calm in this pain, to be honest, it couldn't be done unless the nerves were shielded.
"And you, as the Feared Monarch and the Great Demon King of the Abyss, it really doesn't hurt you to lose a little bit of your soul. This is not the same as the stimulation you are talking about. β
Downton continued.
"What the hell is this kid trying to do?"
The cheap god couldn't guess Downton's plan.
"Haha, do you want me to give some more of my soul?" the Dreaded Monarch scoffed, "I am different from you, even if my soul is divided a lot, I will not feel too much pain. If you want to influence me to play chess in this way, you can't succeed at all. β
"Whether it succeeds or not, it's not up to you to decide. Downton pressed his hands down, "Listen to me, I've figured out a sixty-four-step dead end, I think you should pay some price, so it's fair." β
"I agreed, you put forward the conditions. β
The Black Shadow is very angry and disdainful of settling with Downton.
"It's better not to make a decision so quickly. Listen to my rules. Downton sneered, "You regret it." β
"Beautiful!"
Homer praised, with the pride of a fearful monarch, it would be a great shame to break his word, and the more agitated Downton was, the less he would regret it.
"Whatever it is, I promise. β
There was anger in the voice of the dark shadow. "Let's get started, but I'll make a statement. It is not allowed to use delaying tactics, and each move has only five minutes to test the chess, and if you don't fall behind, you will lose. β
"No problem, then listen to my rules. Downton raised an index finger. "I take one step, and you put one soul in the first square on the board, and I take the second step, and you put two souls in the second square, and I take the third step. You put down four souls, and so on. β
That is, with every step Downton takes, you have to put down the soul of the previous square double on the next grid. β
Homer followed Downton's instructions and returned to his state of canon, and spoke.
"Who are you?"
Dark Shadow asked.
"It is my mentor, born of the magical civilization of Netheril, the Great Magic Book of the Ancients, the omniscient polymath, the Great Encyclopedia, Lord Homer. β
Downton's left arm stretched out, and he introduced it on his toes.
"Well, I can feel the wisdom in it, so that's your hole card?"
The black shadow couldn't help but look.
"A magic book with wisdom?"
BeyoncΓ©'s eyes lit up, revealing a greedy look, this is definitely an artifact, you must know that in this world, knowledge is the most valuable treasure.
"I'm not going to fight for the apprentice!"
Homer has always been proud, and there is no need to put on a score, and that arrogant posture is vividly displayed.
"You look down on me?"
The dark shadow snorted coldly.
"This is your battle, my apprentice can defeat you, he has lost less than a hundred games since he learned chess. β
Homer spoke innocent Netherrean, and it was displayed in the Demonic Flame script.
"It's a distant time!"
Looking at these, the black shadow couldn't help but sigh.
"Don't worry about memories, my rules, do you agree?" Downton asked, "Even if you are the King of the Abyss, your soul will be torn, and it will hurt." β
"Hmph, the carving insect is a small skill, the soul is split, and the strength will be weakened, do you plan to take the opportunity to kill me? Sue you, that's impossible, even if my soul splits into a million parts, it's enough to kill you in seconds." β
The black shadow roughly calculated, and felt that there were tens of thousands of splits in the sky, and this human person's hole card was probably the magic book, no, the magic book was a cover, and the real killing move should be the soul in that book.
The Dreaded Sovereign's soul perception was not comparable to that of a miscellaneous fish, and it sensed the soul fluctuations of the cheap gods.
"Downton, if it tries to devour me, I'm afraid I'm going to get into a tough fight. β
The Cheap God complained that if he hadn't listened to Downton's words and deliberately created fluctuations, the Dreaded Monarch would not have discovered it.
"Help, I need to distract it now, if it counts the souls it needs to give, I'm doomed. β
Downton was in a hurry, and he was afraid that the dark shadow would calculate, so he put out the magic tome, revealed the cheap god, and said the Nethrel civilization, all kinds of words, all to distract the black shadow.
"The inheritance of the Barbarian King, I want to decide, and I also want to record this battle, sixty-four moves to win the Fearful Monarch, I am the number one chess player in the Western Earth Continent, and my family will also get great glory. β
With a frenzied expression on his face, Downton took out a piece of Devi Crystal and pointed it at the black shadow, "If you refuse, this is the best chance." β
"Human, I'm going to make you miserable. β
Captured by the Divi Crystal, the Black Shadow was furious, and it thought it was being despised for granted. How could he regret it, Downton's actions were a great insult.
"Then sign the death contract!" Downton snapped his fingers, "Homer!"
Swish!
The soul flame burned, and two contracts written in demonic flame writing appeared in front of Dark Shadow and Downton.
Downton didn't hesitate and signed his name.
"How do I see you die?"
A little spot of light shot out of the shadow. Turned into a name on parchment.
Swish!
The contract was established, and after it burned, it turned into two demon heads and shot into the eyebrows of two people.
"Huh, aren't you afraid of cheating?"
Muller was a little anxious, he suddenly worried that Downton would win, but it seemed that winning would be in his own favor.
"Hmph, what demons are best at is to use contracts and power to tempt all races to fall, before I became famous. Millions of contracts have been signed, and you think I'm going to be blind to them?" the shadow urged, "Get started, rest assured, I won't let you die a happy death." β
"Well, I'll go first. β
Downton endured it, so he didn't laugh out loud, and the black shadow certainly couldn't see the flaw. Because there is no such thing above, this plan is a real killer move. It was those who split souls, and he did so much so that the Dreaded Monarch would not calculate.
"It's your turn!"
Sissi urged.
The dark shadow took a casual step, then looked at Downton and smiled.
"What are you laughing at?
Sissi frowned.
"I laugh at you stupidity, you don't even stipulate the size of the soul every time, only the same every time. Wouldn't I have a small choice?"
Hearing the black shadow's words, Downton's body trembled, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead.
"Haha, being smart was mistaken by being smart, right?"
The dark shadow divided the soul into ten million parts and took out one. It was about to be placed on the chessboard, but for some reason, looking at Downton's expression, it always felt that it had missed something, so it was prudent to redivide the soul into ten billion parts, and then put it on.
"Ten billion copies, my soul can fill the entire barbarian tomb. The dark shadow scoffed, "Fall quickly, as soon as the five minutes are up, you will lose." β
"Lose, that's you!"
The question now is, how not to lose in fifty steps, well, not even sixty-four.
The two of you come and go, frequent confrontations, after the first row of eight squares is full, a total of 128 souls are used, and the black shadow ridicules.
"That's your tactic?"
"Don't be in a hurry, go on!"
Downton said in his heart, it's time for you to eat deflated.
BeyoncΓ© couldn't figure it out, so he was confused, while Dupont and Muller looked solemn, because they calculated and found that every time they did, the soul consumed was a big number that increased exponentially.
By the time the second row was over, the Dreadful Monarch had no time to talk, and he hadn't even fallen into obsess, he wasn't stupid, so he had already sensed the problem.
Sixteen lattices ended, and it paid 32,768 souls.
"I'm probably too nervous, no, nervous? I haven't been in a relationship like this in a long time, but this gratitude is exciting. β
The shadow regained a moment and continued to play chess, but soon lost his composure.
Fifteen minutes later, the black shadow shook violently, obviously suffering a huge setback, because it only took thirty steps, and it needed to pay more than hundreds of millions of souls.
"How is this possible?"
Dupont, who had always been calm, was dumbfounded, and he continued to do his mental arithmetic, realizing that the number was beyond the scope of his calculations.
"No way, what's wrong with you to win the Dreaded Monarch. Mueller looked hideous, stared at the chessboard, and roared loudly, "How can such a small chessboard, only sixty-four squares, not fit a billion souls?"
"What's going on?" Sissi looked at Downton dumbfounded, "You already knew the answer, right?"
"What is the final number to fill these squares?"
The black shadow asked in a hoarse voice, the soul is not enough, so it has already lost.
"No less than 180 billion trillions!"
Downton reported a number.
"How much is that?" BeyoncΓ© asked the others, no longer caring about playing with the dagger, "Is he lying, and there is such a unit as a trillion?"
"Yes, it's a big unit. β
DuPont recovered from the shock, he didn't expect Downton to win in this way, it was amazing, but what should he do? Let him take the legacy of the Barbarian King? (To be continued......