Chess Pieces Became Monsters and Warriors in Real Life

Dark waves surged as black tentacles transformed into sharp spears that stabbed at the surrounding trees.

Any life form pierced by the tentacles would rapidly wither up in a short time.

At the same time, after absorbing the life essence of these life forms, Bernal's eyes began to reconstruct and heal.

"Well, that hurts."

Soon, Bernal's eyes healed. As he opened them, the light shone into his world again.

The muscles of Bernal's right hand tightened and then he quickly grabbed the two fingers in front of him.

"What are you trying to do?"

Facing Bernal's question, Rogeria replied naturally, "It's nothing. This is the first time that little Bernal has reconstructed his eyes. So, don't you think it's meaningful and valuable for collection?"

"Meaning and value are bestowed. Anything can become meaningful as long as you believe it."

Bernal shook off Rogeria's fingers coldly and met her beautiful eyes.

"From now on, I can't let you act so recklessly."

After calming down, Bernal's tone and attitude were not as domineering and arrogant as before.

Still, he could not bring himself to be nicer to Rogeria.

Gulp gulp!

A pinkish meatball floated up from the black tide, and it was beating like a heart.

Lub-dub!

Lub-dub!

"It's not complete yet. It'll take some time to recover."

Rogeria did not even look at the appearing meatball. Her eyes were fixed on Bernal's face the entire time.

Bernal ignored Rogeria. He looked at the meatball in sorrow.

Uncle Victor, I'm sorry. It's all my fault.

Due to his arrogance, Rogeria used Victor to vent her dissatisfaction.

Bernal felt extremely guilty.

However, some things could not be fixed if they had already happened.

Bernal took a final look at Victor before he controlled the black tide to suck Victor back in.

"What's wrong? Aren't you going to look at your Uncle Victor?"

Rogeria leaned her head closer to Bernal's face, trying to be intimate with him.

However, Bernal pushed her back mercilessly.

Seeing Bernal like this, Rogeria assumed that he was still reluctant to be nicer to her because of Victor.

Therefore, Rogeria smiled and comforted Bernal.

"Don't worry. I won't kill him when I say I won't."

Whoosh!

The calm black waters suddenly surged, raising huge waves.

Rogeria's mouth fell open as she seemed surprised.

The black sea was her domain. Even if Bernal obtained the right to use it, everything that happened in it should not escape Rogeria's control.

Bernal had just personally destroyed Victor's meatball and ended his life.

"What's wrong? Is there a need to look so shocked?"

As if he were talking about an insignificant matter, Bernal's sense of loss worsened.

Seeing Bernal's reaction, Rogeria's surprise transformed into enjoyment.

"Ah, you got me."

Not killing him did not mean that the recovered Victor would ever be the same.

Not to mention that merely maintaining life could mean immortality, which would give Rogeria plenty of room to maneuver.

Bernard had pulled Victor out to check on his situation.

In the end, it was no different from what he had imagined. Victor's soul and body had severely mutated, and his original consciousness had twisted into chaos.

It was a fundamental transformation, the result of Rogeria's power. It was impossible to restore it with Bernal's ability.

"You've already guessed to this extent. There's no surprise at all. How boring."

At this moment, there was no anger in Bernal's tone. On the contrary, when he said this, his voice was filled with disappointment and dreary.

"…"

Boring?

No surprise at all?

Rogeria fell silent, while Bernal's disappointed face was reflected in her amethyst-like eyes.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, but I'm sure you'll like the upcoming show."

The dark crown reappeared in Bernal's eyes as he looked in the direction of his home.

He knew what Rogeria was talking about, but he was not interested.

After the first experience, the crown appeared in only one of Bernal's eyes as he controlled his power.

"Have you sensed it?"

Rogeria, who got ignored, was not discouraged as her face filled with anticipation and curiosity.

Let us see Bernal. What will you do in such a situation?

With the support of Rogeria's power, Bernal had a clear view of the situation of his hometown, Rockevas.

A vast number of deformed monsters were approaching Bernal's hometown in droves, and Rockevas was in grave danger.

"Quick! Raise your shields and repel these monsters!"

Bernal heard the shouts of the soldiers, the roars of the monsters, and the sounds of the tumbling city walls.

"It seems like things aren't looking too good. If you don't act now, your Rockevas will fall."

Rogeria's gloating voice sounded in his ear, and Bernal's fluctuating emotions stabilized again.

He glanced at Rogeria, then reached out and clenched his fist in Rockevas's direction.

The power of a god, even if it was only a borrowed portion, could unleash effects far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

In the blink of an eye, the world around them transformed. Soon after, Bernal and Rogeria arrived in a dark space.

Bernal broke free from Rogeria's arms. At the same time, the entire space lit up, and a gorgeous starry sky surrounded the two of them.

Immediately after that, a black and white chessboard appeared between Bernal and Rogeria, with 16 pieces on each side.

International Chess was a hobby of Bernal's in the previous world. Though his chess skills were not outstanding, and that he usually lost more than he won.

Sitting down across from Rogeria, Bernal gestured at her.

"Let's play one round. I won't let you get bored."

"How could I be bored? As long as you're by my side, I won't be bored."

Bernal glanced at Rogeria. Because of the contract, they could interact spiritually.

Therefore, he could sense that Rogeria was sincere when she said that.

However, she was still an evil god, and Bernal did not know how valuable feelings were to gods.

"The game begins."

Bernal's calm voice reverberated in the air. In the next moment, the chessboard in front of them transformed drastically.

Landscapes and terrains appeared on the ordinary black and white chessboard as if it was the real world.

The terrain on Rogeria's side was a forest and a plain, with the city wall in the middle. Meanwhile, Bernal's side was his hometown, Rockevas.

The chess pieces had become monsters and warriors in the real world.