Infinity: Our Zhongzhou team is really amazing!

Chapter 200 You are also a captain, and I am also a captain

Tens of millions of tons of dark clouds and heavy rain were hovering over Raccoon City, and the moon was obscured, leaving only a corner, as if waiting for an order to pour down without hesitation.

A flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and at that moment, only black and white silhouettes remained in the world.

Violence and fear spread across Raccoon City like a plague, and the survivors in the entire Raccoon City also felt an unknown chill.

Above the headquarters building.

The game continues.

Two icebergs sit on either side of the chessboard.

But one of them is still as solid as a thousand feet and imperishable, while the other one...
It is already shaky and about to collapse.

Chu Xuan was as pale as paper, his breathing was weak, and his hair was beginning to turn gray. However, he couldn't help but admire the chess skills of the clone: ​​"Excellent adaptive moves, one defense and one attack, like a revolving door, the white pieces were forcibly mobilized."

"Having lost the initiative, the soft midriff is exposed."

He took a deep breath. Despite being at a disadvantage, he still tried his best to calculate, and a huge amount of data flowed from his glasses.

Formula, calculation, decomposition, and move.

In the 134th move, a hanging corner flew across the chessboard.

And use it as a fulcrum to try to resist the black spots' tidal attack.

But the black pieces were unstoppable, and the consecutive moves of the black pieces, both defensive and offensive, were enough to be counted as one of the most famous games of the time, driving all chess players crazy and obsessed with it.

But in this chess game, it is just an ordinary tactic.

"The weak are like these discarded pawns." The clone Chu Xuan watched the original body use a large number of discarded pawns to weaken his offensive, his tone flat and without a trace of fluctuation: "They can't determine the overall situation."

"Sometimes, an idle move can actually have a greater effect." Chu Xuan wiped the sweat from his eyebrows and said palely.

"No." The replica denied his point.

"On my chessboard, there are no idle pieces, only sacrificed pieces and pieces that are about to become sacrificed pieces."

"After all, everyone should make the best use of everything, right?"

Chu Xuan had to think deeply, his constantly jumping eyebrows showing that he was not very sure.

The fog outside was getting thicker and thicker, the night chill was invading the room, and even the chess pieces in his hands were becoming colder and colder.

"I have seen through all your next moves." The clone Chu Xuan held the chess piece in his hand and tapped the chessboard lightly. He was not in a hurry to make a move, as if deliberately giving Chu Xuan more time to think.

"And you don't have much of a backup plan, do you?"

He still sat calmly in front of the chessboard, like a mountain, with no expression on his face.

After pondering for a long time, Chu Xuan exhaled a puff of mist and slammed a chess piece down horizontally.

"Use your power to suppress others, and be upright and just."

"Your chess moves are indeed difficult to break."

The clone of Chu Xuan remained as still as a mountain and responded.

Pull! Pull! Then, one move after another, a chess pattern appeared in the upper right corner of the board. Both sides were competing in speed and momentum!

Chu Xuan clenched the chess piece in his hand and felt hesitant for the first time. He looked around the chessboard, as if looking for a place to place the piece.

"It's useless." The clone picked up a white piece and placed it on the star position for Chu Xuan, saying in a calm tone, "You can only go down here."

"because--"

He picked up a black dot and looked at it carefully. In the dim light, his expression was unclear.

"Demons don't come from hell, they come from heaven."

Mental image world.

A huge fire broke out in the sky above Raccoon City, like a meteor collision, and burning debris fell to the earth.

Confusion, fear, astonishment, many negative emotions surged up, and even Chu Xuan was not immune.

Patta——

In the 158th move, the piece is placed in the flying seal.

Darkness falls at this moment.

A deafening roar, as if from the Netherworld, circled in the sky, stirring up the dark clouds that spanned the entire city.

Long, ancient, and hateful, the roar that embodies all the tyranny in the world is coming from the sky from far away, and the monster of the end of the world is approaching from the sky!
Immediately afterwards, the black sky collapsed and dark clouds rose like a tsunami!
An aura that surpasses any living creature, an absolutely powerful aura enveloped the entire city.

That kind of depravity, hatred, and madness was like the first nuclear bomb falling in 1945, and the whole world surrendered to it.

Tick, tick.

In his mind, scorching black raindrops fell on Chu Xuan.

He slowly raised his head and saw the monster above the dark clouds.

No, that's a demon.

Under the doomsday sky, black fog with lightning and thunder is approaching the land at any time, and terrifying shadows emerge from the dark clouds, releasing an extremely desperate deterrent force.

Huge fleshy wings covered the sky, scarlet eyes were like fallen stars, countless corpses hung on its sharp fangs, and its ferocious face looked down at everything.

Just like a real fallen evil god.

He finally showed up, the supreme and great demon, slowly descending from the sky in a posture that made the world despair.

The moment he saw its entire body, Chu Xuan's heart almost stopped.

Immediately, the devil's claws, huge enough to cover the entire city, were looming over him.

Blocking out the sky!

There is no escape!
Above the sky, the black ocean surged violently!
Thunderous electric currents rolled in the black clouds, and the vortex was spinning at lightning speed!
Inside the dilapidated church, the lights went out with a snap.

"The power is out." Cheng Xiao looked at the chandelier with a hint of worry.

He lowered his head, frowned, and paced back and forth: "Old Qi, do you have any clues?"

"Aladonghokai!" Saito waved a magic wand and cast magic again.

But the wand only flickered slightly, and the entire space showed no reaction.

"No, no!" Saito sat down on the ground with a pale face, saying in frustration, "I'm not very proficient in ancient magic!"

"This magic is far too complicated, far beyond my imagination! I've tried seventeen ways to break the spell, but none of them work!!"

"Then let's think of another way!" Cheng Xiao's face was pale, as if a huge rock was pressing on his heart. At this moment, he couldn't laugh at all.

Now, the entire Raccoon City is very lively, with continuous explosions and flames shooting into the sky. This place has completely become a terrifying battlefield.

Even those terrifying biochemical monsters can only serve as NPCs to enhance the atmosphere.

The key is that the sound of explosions on the battlefield is getting closer and closer, and the Demon Team is about to break through the last line of defense and completely enter the "fortress" of Zhongzhou.

Of course, now that the strongest and the psychic masters in their nominal fortress have both disappeared, they can only judge that nothing has happened to them because the main god has not deducted points.

The good news is that they have other ways of communicating besides mental power.

The bad news is that no one can come to support them.

Before we knew it, the explosions stopped, but a black mist slowly spread from a distance.

Cheng Xiao's face changed drastically, and he shouted into the communicator: "The Devil Team has been spotted! The Devil Team has been spotted!"

"Zhuang Boshi, Chu Xuan, whether you heard it or not, Zheng Zha from the Devil Team—"

"he came!"

"It's the Dark Cage!" Qi Teng said with a pale face. His pupils slightly dilated as he said in shock, "With such a large width and thickness, how deep must his magic power be!"

Dark Prison is a magic spell recorded in the Black Book of the Dead. It has no damaging effect, but simply creates a black fog that is difficult to see through.

The Zhongzhou team's "Black Book of the Undead" is in Qi Tengyi's hands, but he can only produce fog in a small park at most, which is nothing compared to the fog that now fills two or three blocks.

Moreover, for the Zhongzhou team, which now has no psychics, the battlefield filled with black fog has simply destroyed their two strongest long-range snipers.

"Midnight, Ming Yanwei, they are prepared, you should retreat quickly!" Cheng Xiao quickly adjusted the arrangement.

He is the only one with command experience in this small team, so he has to take on this responsibility.

"I've retreated." Zero's voice sounded from behind him. He looked at the slowly spreading fog with a serious expression.

"Cheng Xiao, we are not reincarnations who can only close our eyes and wait for death without sniper rifles and bows and arrows." Ming Yanwei also descended from a high place in the church, tore off the robe, revealing the silver holy clothes underneath.

She casually pulled her long hair into a neat high ponytail and looked ahead with a burning gaze. "Strange magic, and this fog that obscures the sky and the sun, the Demon Team has quite a few tricks up their sleeves."

From this point of view, the Demon Team is indeed a more mature team than the Zhongzhou Team.

There are ways to deal with psychics, and there are also ways to deal with long-range snipers.

Under the cover of the demon Zheng Zha's dark magic, even with Lingdian and Ming Yanwei's eyesight, the visibility was only about a hundred meters.

Not long after, two figures walked out from the black fog, appearing in the sight of several people.

Then he stood there, maintaining a very ambiguous distance.

Although they had seen the appearance of the Demon Team members through satellite images and mental scans before, the Zhongzhou Team members still felt very strange when they saw the other party standing in front of them.

Cheng Xiao, in particular, was a little frightened when he saw the copy of Zheng Zha in the distance with the arrogant expression of a Hong Kong comics hero.

But when he thought about the way his own Zheng Zha was making trouble from time to time, he couldn't help but have an extremely weird feeling.

At the same time, on the Demon Team's side, since the dark magic released by the demon Zheng Zha is a two-way magic that does not distinguish between friend and foe, their visibility is similar to that of the Zhongzhou Team.

It was not until now that both sides truly saw each other for the first time.

"Are you the only ones here?" The clone of Zheng Zha stood there in a haughty manner, his eyes as dark and thick as the night.

His gaze stayed on Ming Yanwei for only a second, then he slowly looked at everyone.

"Where's my real body? Is it hiding in that corner and not daring to come out?"

The sound was like a dark thunder exploding in the fog.

Cheng Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he took a step forward, saying without losing face, "If we're only pursuing an equal dialogue, then Captain of the Devil Team, please allow me to introduce myself."

"I'm Cheng Xiao."

"Captain of the Zhongzhou team."

The clear voice caught the attention of the clone Zheng Zha.

"Huh?!" The clone Zheng Zha looked over with scarlet eyes, like a sharp blade piercing Cheng Xiao's heart.

After looking into those terrifying and cruel eyes for a second, Cheng Xiao felt that his heart was about to stop beating.

"It's you." The replica said in surprise, "I didn't expect my useless original body to fail even the captain's certification."

"I really overestimated him. What a hypocritical loser he is, he's a loser no matter where he goes!" He looked very disappointed, as if he had returned from school and was ready to slap his ex in the face, only to find out that the other person hadn't even passed the college entrance examination.

I'm a bit uninterested.

Then, the clone Zheng Zha turned his attention to Cheng Xiao: "Then let's deal with you first, the captain of the Zhongzhou team."

"I hope you won't disappoint me too much, otherwise, my methods will not let you down!"

As soon as he finished speaking, murderous intent was revealed. The momentum was like a tide, making it difficult for them to breathe. They were completely being targeted by an ancient giant beast.

Faced with such pressure, Ming Yanwei almost couldn't help but pull the bowstring.

"Hahahaha!" Cheng Xiao suddenly burst into laughter.

The murderous aura that was as real as the clone Zheng Zha slowly subsided. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and glared at the man opposite him like a knife: "What are you laughing at?"

Cheng Xiao, however, remained calm and unflinching: "I am the captain, but Zheng Zha doesn't need the captain's authority!"

"How hypocritical." Upon hearing this, the clone Zheng Zha couldn't help but snort coldly, his face full of disdain and ridicule.

"What is he trying to do? To win you over? To sell you on that deceptive notion of friendship and bonds?"

Cheng Xiao chuckled and shook his head: "It's not hypocrisy or anything, because he was already at the fourth level before the captain recognized him!"

"He's just trying to make better use of the gene lock permissions that the captain has decided to upgrade. This is pragmatic."

"Calling him a hypocrite? You underestimate your true self, Captain of the Demon Team."

The clone's expression grew even colder, and he practically uttered a voice through his teeth, "How ridiculous! How could I not have known that the captain was determined to be able to surrender? Did he think the guide belonged to you?"

Cheng Xiao chuckled: "You guessed right, the guide is really half one of us."

"Have you forgotten Zhang Jie?"

Zhang Jie?

A thoughtful look flashed in the clone's eyes. After he arrived at the Demon Team, he found that Zhang Jie's rhetoric was full of loopholes.

He is the only one who survived three horror movies normally, and he is most likely the breeder.

But Zhang Jie is obviously not a breeder, but he is also unlikely to be so poor that he only has a Desert Eagle with unlimited bullets.

"Guess who he is?" Cheng Xiao kept making jokes and talking about tactics to delay time.

As expected, the clone Zheng Zha was immediately drawn in: "Who is it?"

"A semi-guide born from the main god's mistake." Cheng Xiao used various descriptions to tell Zhang Jie's story vividly.

Not only the clone Zheng Zha was listening attentively, but even Francois was fascinated.

Ming Yanwei was extremely surprised.

They were clearly about to fight, so why was Cheng Xiao so eloquent and started talking about a lot of things, while the clone Zheng Zha was so easy to talk to?

Judging from his expression just now, he clearly looks like a person with a deep hatred and deep resentment.

Why are you so gossipy now?

I never realized that Cheng Xiao's eloquence could be so useful.

"I see." The clone Zheng Zha gritted his teeth and said, "It was actually that bastard Zhang Jie who was dragging his feet and not wanting to start the new captain certification, so..."

Cheng Xiao quickly apologized to Zhang Jie in his heart. He was about to comfort him, but then he changed his tone and said, "That's right. It was because of him that we subsequently encountered a horror movie with a difficulty far beyond the normal level."

"Haha, it's far beyond the normal level, what big talk." The clone sneered, and suddenly realized something, and his face changed.

"Asshole, are you kidding me?!"

"Are you stalling for time with me?!!"

Instantly, a blood-red murderous aura surged from him like a volcanic eruption. The murderous aura was so intense it felt like substance, even the black fog was dispersed by his murderous aura.

Cheng Xiao saw that the situation was not good and continued to change the subject: "So, captain of the Demon Team, you relied on the captain's recognition to reach the fourth level."

"But Zheng Zha is different. He relies entirely on himself."

Of course, there is also a play designed by Zhuang Boshi and Chu Xuan in which Zhang Jie participated.

The clone became even angrier when he was told he was inferior to the original. He subconsciously retorted, "I can reach the fourth level on my own, but you cowardly and hypocritical people—"

"If it weren't for the Lord God's favor, how could you have survived until now!"

"You are also a captain, and I am also a captain." Cheng Xiao smirked, "But Zheng Zha is not a captain."

"Can't you see who is relying on the Lord God's favor?!"

The clone Zheng Zha frowned, but didn't say anything.

The large white man beside him, his face covered in blood, suddenly shouted in dissatisfaction: "Monkey Reincarnationists of the Zhongzhou Team, the Lord God's favoritism towards you ends here!"

"De Chai is a loser, Tom is also a loser. Don't think that we are as incompetent as them just because we harmed them with insidious means!"

"With the captain, Chu Xuan, and Zhao Zhuikong here, our team has three fourth-level warriors!"

"Three!"

"Team Celestial is not as good as us!"

"You have no chance of winning!"

"As for you weaklings, there's no need for the captain to take action. I, Francois, am enough to bury you!"

The Nordic man was completely oblivious to his captain's increasingly dark face, and was still gloating over his ability to intimidate.

"Shut up! Francois!" The clone Zheng Zha couldn't stand it anymore and slapped Francois to the ground.

This brainless bastard dumped out all the information on his side like beans as soon as we met!

Is this intimidation?

This is capitalizing on the enemy!

Sometimes he even wondered if he had been too tolerant of them recently, or if these people had reached their rebellious stage.

Each one is more brainless than the other.

(End of this chapter)