Whispering Poems

Whispering Poems Chapter 520

2021-12-09

Chapter 519 Gaming table props
In the silence of the small dark room, on Mr. Riddle's side, playing cards The rays of light on the monsters above illuminated his face.

Without waiting for the god's answer, the Fifth Epoch prophet turned his head and looked towards Shade behind him.

Shade nods at ease:
"I think, the next step is to see our courage."

"Sir, now I have nothing but courage."

The man who was very sloppy because he had not bathed for a long time, pressed the sleeve of the right hand with his left hand, and put the [myriad forms impermanence·balance] into the seventh groove in front of him with the right hand.

As calculated by Shade, the size of Lord's card face is exactly the same as the groove size of the gaming table. Even when Mr. Riddle was about to put the card, [myriad forms Impermanence Balance] seemed to be actively sucked into the groove.

Both Shade and Mr. Riddle were extremely nervous at the moment. And the five Demones (Note) on the table, as well as the devil, the sea monster, and the giant dragon, all stared at this groove.

Suddenly there was a sound from the wall of the room, it was the corpses that had nothing common with each other talking:

"Long time no see cards."

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"It turned out to be myriad forms, impermanence."

The two sentences are from two different voices, and even in completely different languages.

"It's the power of balance."

"Balance, I hate balance."

The overlapping voices are almost unrecognizable by Shade, and as the The openings of the corpses, the cards embedded in the grooves really began to shine.

A dark golden scale appeared above the cards, and in front of the black robe god, the sixth Demoness also officially appeared.

The flowing stream of light in front of the fourteen cards converged to the center of the table along the groove. Demonness, demon, sea monster and giant dragon all flew to the center of the table to fight. Demon Sword is controlled by the demon, the cannibal house protects the monster at the rear, and the altar of the old gods protects the Demones.

The battle became more and more real. Just touching the shock wave generated by the demoness's light bomb attack almost knocked the weak Mr. Riddle to the ground.

Just like last time, the gap in quality cannot make up for the gap in quantity for the time being. In the increasingly real six-on-three battle, Mr. Riddle's side is completely at a disadvantage.

"Why doesn't this card work?"

Mr. Riddle asked in surprise, and Shade frowned.

A dark gold balance appeared above [myriad forms, impermanence, balance], indicating that the tabletop accepts the effect of this card. But the balance just floated quietly above the cards, and did not have the slightest effect on the game.

“Feeling something?”

Shade in the heart asked.

[That table has Miracle, Blasphemy, Enlightenment and Whisper elements. ]

But Shade wanted to know more details, so he reached out and touched his [Origination · Balance].

And this time, his hand was still bounced off the gaming table. If he hadn't been prepared, Shade would have been knocked to the far wall.

"Could it be?"

Mr. Riddle didn't have to worry, Shade holding his wrist suddenly thought of a probability. Whether it is the people of the fifth era or the people of the sixth era, I am afraid that they are not comparable to the outsider Shade in terms of knowledge. This insight does not refer to mysticism, but to some whimsy:
"Mr. Riddle, hold that scale!"

"What?"

The prophet was a little dazed, but he quickly understood what he meant. He opened his eyes slightly and looked towards the table top of the stone table:

"You mean"

extend the hand, Carefully hold the lower end of the balance. After hesitating for a while, he closed his palms. So, the golden scale was really held in his palm. Golden light streaks rose into the sky, lightly illuminating the still dark areas of the room.

And when the light trail disappeared, Mr. Riddle seemed to be stunned, still holding the balance.

"How is it?"

Shade asked nervously, worried that his proposal would hurt the ordinary person.

Mr. Riddle was really stunned, and after a few seconds he said:
"This item is judged to be a table prop. Before the game is over, I can use it to interfere with the fighting. Both sides. Increase the strength of our side and suppress the strength of the other side."

This is very similar to Iluna's innate talent.

"But what is the cost of using the balance?"

"It is calculated on a per-time basis, and each three-month lifespan can be used up to three times before the end of the game."

He carefully released the scale and let it float quietly above the [myriad forms Impermanence·Balance].

"Don't use it, at least not now. Mr. Riddle, put the remaining two cards in the groove as well."

Shade reminded, and the first The prophet who suffered the shock of information this time was still nodded after a few seconds, and this time he picked up [myriad forms impermanence dark].

As Mr. Riddle's eighth card entered the groove, an eighth card appeared on the god's side. But this time the card face is no longer Demonness, nor the altar that appeared once, but the temple.

The illusory shadow of the temple model appeared on the table on the god's side, covering the six Demoness, and together with the altar, provided them with stronger power. The influx of new power makes demons, giant dragons and sea monsters even more precarious, because [myriad forms: Darkness] also does not provide power, but becomes a prop.

It was a black robe, or something like a robe. Mr. Riddle grabbed it in his hand, and he got the message again:

"This can be used as a gaming table prop. After using it, several black vortexes will appear in the battle field of the gaming table. For our side , the vortex can move and heal in space, and for the enemy, getting close to the vortex will make them lose their power continuously."

"What's the price?"

"Can only be used once. , pays a year's lifespan."

"Don't use it for now."

But the situation on the table was already quite dangerous, and Mr. Riddle let go of the little robe, but But did not touch the last card:
"Sir, if the situation is not reversed now, it will become more difficult later. I will at least turn the balance of the game slightly toward the middle."

Saying that, he ignored Shade's objection and held the dark golden scale again.

Shade immediately reached out and pressed Mr. Riddle's shoulder behind him. The prophet in a brown robe turned his head slightly, looking towards the golden cracked hand on his shoulder, and then looked up towards Shade's face:
"Sir, this is my life's gamble."

His Eyes looked towards Shade, Shade saw determination:

"I just hope you can think about it, humans don't have many three months."

"But in order to defeat the gods, although only Victory over the gods at the gambling table, three months of life is well worth it. When I go back to my hometown and sit under a tree in a leisurely afternoon and brag about my courage to the children, I can say this many times. The premise is that I can still remember it."

He said with a smile, and there was not much regret in his tone. Shade sighed, nodded, and withdrew his hand.

So Mr. Riedel held the scale with his right hand, looking towards the gaming table, and then tossed gently, the dark golden scale flew right above the gaming table.

Originally, the balance was balanced at both ends, but after resting above the center of the table, it slowly tilted towards Mr. Riddle's side.

The light shavings of the dark golden were scattered, and the strength of the auras on the Demoness was obviously weakened, while the bodies of the demons, giant dragons and wriggling sea monsters grew at least a circle.

The illusory shadow of the dark golden scale stays on the top of the table, and the scale body returns to the top of the card. The fortified demons led their companions towards the Demoness, and this time they had the clear upper hand.

"Just using it once, it completely turned the situation around."

Shade thought in surprise, and then saw Mr. Riddle put [Founding Silvermoon] in the first place. in nine grooves.

The seventh Demoness appeared in front of the gods. After joining the battle, the two sides were almost even, but Mr. Riddle's side still had the advantage.

What emerges from the top of the card at this time is a silver ball, or
"Silver Moon?"

Looking at the miniature moon, Shade somehow felt like he couldn't catch his breath. He wanted to reach out and touch the moon, but knew that the table wouldn't allow his outsider to interfere.

"Is something wrong with my body?"

[Everything is normal. ]

"But now"

[This is your psychological problem. ]

Mr. Riddle had already held the moon and waited a few seconds before telling Shade the answer:
"Silver Moon, which can also be used as a table prop. When I use it, I can call When a silver moon comes out, the battle field will be defaulted to 'night'. This will not affect the opponent, but all creatures in our field will automatically have the effect of recovery completely under the moonlight, and they can all be used related to the moon. The power of the card, the specific ability expression, is determined by the basic card. A game can only be used once, and a three-year lifespan will be paid at a time."

"Basic card?"

" Oh, those real life experience cards."

Mr. Riddle explained, but Shade frowned not because he heard the unfamiliar term, but because the rules of the game at this table seemed harder than expected. Sophistication and perfection in.

But if this kind of game can only be completed on this table, then the rules so complete and huge that they are not even fully explained are somewhat incomprehensible. So, maybe there is more than this table similar to this one, or maybe the game of life that really existed in the past and circulated among the ordinary person.

"Sir, there is one last spot left."

Mr. Riddle interrupted Shade's thinking, because there is no new monster on his side this time, so this The second hand is very fast. It's only 10 minutes and 23 seconds since Shade got here, and it looks like he can finally have some time left.

"Do you have any similar cards?"

The ancient prophet asked expectantly, and Shade was familiar with the look in his eyes that wanted to see new things.

PS: The black robe god side now has six cards, five demoness and one altar, so the numbers here are correct.