End of the Sky

The checkerboard glowing with white light slowly faded, and eventually turned into a dark dark gray. The invisible force lifted Russell and the twelve dorm positions slowly forward, staying in the position of the second checker.

Russell crouched on the ground for a long time, and after the throwing, the dice disappeared without trace, but the dazzling 1 point occupied the retina like a visual persistence, which deeply hurt his pride.

What the **** is that, mocking him for bad luck?

"No, no, this is impossible! No matter how bad my luck is, such ridiculous things won't happen. So ..."

"This is punishment. It is the punishment of the cheat by the Lord God. Anyone who tries to exploit the loophole will be punished relentlessly."

"Yes, that's it!"

Russell became more and more justified, and finally convinced himself, and lifted his spirits to stand up: "This one point can't prove my luck. Give me another chance, I can definitely throw 6 points!"

Ding!

A clear reminder sounded, and the indifferent voice of the Lord God spread across all corners of the second cell. Russell noticed then that the surrounding space was gray.

[Returners please note that the current [Independence Day] World War has ended, and the winner is the human side, please continue to roll the dice]

"It's over, the winner is human ..."

The hint of the Lord God leaked information, which means that all the time in the 20 war worlds is synchronized. This is a good thing for Russell. He has the opportunity to contact other reincarnations, and the probability of triggering a lottery is greatly increased.

However, this is not the most important thing. For Russell, who has suffered a lot from his self-esteem, he has proven his chance, and once again he rolls the dice and uses 6 o'clock to wash away the stigma against his luck!

(◣_◢) ??

Suddenly, Russell's eyes changed, and Edman's alloy knife was in his hand, striding toward the twelve dormant positions.

Still the familiar dorm room, or the familiar reincarnation, Russell pried open the dorm room, forehand and backhand, a few slaps to awaken the man who slept into a dead pig.

"嘤 ~~~"

"My face hurts! Who the **** are you? Why do you always fight ..."

Huh!

The dice fell in the air, and Russell knocked the unlucky guy with a hand knife, still at the familiar angle, or the familiar strength.

Closing the dormant position again, Russell took a deep breath with the dice, raised his hands high, and gave the dice a free fall.

When the dice hit the ground, he hit Russell's feet, rolled forward, and bounced. The roll was seven or eight meters.

Russell chased it lightly, holding it with one heart, and the atmosphere did not dare to breathe. The rolling speed of the dice was getting slower and slower, showing six black dimples, and he was relieved.

It was not over yet, the top 6 o'clock of the dice was exposed and did not stop immediately, and continued to roll forward stubbornly.

5 o'clock!

It's not 6 o'clock, but 5 o'clock is also very big. Within Russell's acceptance range, he wiped the cold sweat out of surprise, saying that this was a trivial matter and would not be taken to heart.

However, it was not over, and the dice that was about to stop turned over again. In Russell's wide eyes, he showed a bright and bright 1 point.

Little Red Dot is red!

"..."

Russell covered his heart, only feeling full of malice coming from all directions, draining the air so that he couldn't breathe.

The invisible power reappeared, holding him and the twelve dormant positions into the third grid, still gray.

Russell said to himself, not paying attention to the surrounding situation: "No, I just hit my foot when the dice landed, or it must be 6 o'clock ... Give me another chance, I can do it!"

A jingle sounded and the opportunity came.

[Returners please note that the current [Zombie World War] World War has ended, and the winner is the zombie side, please continue to roll the dice]

"Zombies won? The samsaras who entered this world are a bit mournful!"

Russell was a little stunned, and then smiled, and walked towards the familiar dorm room, lifted the knife to pry it away, or the familiar reincarnation.

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

The four big ears scraped down, and the unlucky egg woke up warily, and opened his eyes in confusion: "It hurts, what happened ..."

The moment the dice appeared, Russell's hand knife also fell down. He closed the dormant warehouse and held the dice to an open space.

"I don't believe it! This time it must be ... definitely not one!"

He slammed the next sentence, Russell raised his hand and threw the dice, then locked his eyes with his eyes. The dice didn't make him wait too long, and Dri rolled for four or five laps, showing a strong point at the top.

"..."

I'm so tired, I want to die!

"What's the good reason to look for this time? Air resistance, uneven ground, shaking when shooting, dice design is not aerodynamic ..."

Mourning is greater than death, Russell is tangled, do you want to prove it again?

The invisible power brought Russell and the twelve sleeping positions to the fourth chessboard. Looking at the gray around, Russell knew that his chance to prove himself was coming.

[Returners please note that the current [Avatar] World War has ended ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The winner is the Naomi side, please continue to roll the dice]

Listening to the prompt of the Lord God, Russell was silent for a long time, quietly walked towards the familiar dorm room, quietly lifted the knife to pry it open, and then crackled and slapped it.

"嘤 嘤 ~~~"

The man with swollen cheeks woke up slowly, tears in his eyes, full of resentment: "Don't fight first, let me finish my speech ..."

Huh!

The man passed out comatosely, but Russell holding the dice was silent. Did he throw it again and get 1 point, or just let it go and try it for another person?

After a short while, Russell shook the man's hand and let him grab the dice and throw it out.

"I'm too stubborn! Luck is a mysterious thing. It's mysterious and mysterious. I don't know what the road is. What can I prove!" Not surprised.

The dice rolls to a halt, Russell keeps it indifferent, and looks at it indifferently.

6 o'clock!

"Ha ha……"

At this moment, Russell was not insulted, Pi Xiaorou hummed without a smile: "It's only 6 o'clock, can you prove anything, would I care?"

He shook his head slightly, turned to lift up the familiar man, and slapped a few slaps.

Yes, he cares!

The unlucky egg swollen his cheeks, and opened his eyes barely, begging for mercy: "Brother, give me a lot of pleasure ..."

Huh!

A hand knife fell, Russell was too lazy to talk to the other side, and was dropped by a series of slaps. Then he relaxed his hands and closed the hibernation position.

Supported by the invisible force, Russell and the twelve dormant positions came to the tenth cell of the chessboard. There were a total of 20 worlds, and a few slaps passed halfway, making him sigh.

"Well, good luck!"

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