The chess grid with white light slowly faded and eventually turned into a dark dark gray. The invisible force supported Russell and the twelve dormant slew slowly moved forward, staying in the second grid.

Russell squatted on the ground and was speechless for a long time. After the throwing, the dice disappeared without a trace, but the dazzling point occupied the retina like a temporary vision, deeply hurting his self-esteem.

What is this? Is it a bad luck to mock him?

"No, no, no, this is impossible! No matter how bad my luck is, this kind of ridiculous thing will not happen. So..."

"This is a punishment, it is the punishment of the Lord God to the cheaters. Anyone who tries to exploit the loophole will be ruthlessly sanctioned."

"Yes, that's it!"

The more Russell said, the more he felt it made sense. Finally, he convinced himself and stood up in full swing: "This point cannot prove my luck. If you give me another chance, I will definitely be able to throw 6 points!"

bite!

A crisp reminder sounded, and the Lord's cold voice spread throughout the corners of the second cell. Only then did Russell notice that the space around was gray.

[Reincarnationist, please note that the current [Independence Day] world war has ended, the winner is on the side of mankind, please continue to roll dice]

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

The Lord God's prompt leaked intelligence, which means that all the time of the 20 war worlds remained synchronized, which is a good thing for Russell. He has the opportunity to contact other reincarnationists and the probability of triggering a lottery has been greatly increased.

However, this is not the most important thing. For Russell, who suffered a heavy blow in his self-esteem, he has a chance to prove himself, throw dice again, and use 6 o'clock to wash away the slander of his luck!

(◣_◢)??

In an instant, Russell's eyes changed, Edman's alloy knife was in his hand, and he walked towards the twelve dormant warehouses.

It was still the familiar dormant slept open the dormant scrambler, Russell pried open the dormant slut, put his backhand on his forehand, and slapped a few times in the face to wake up the man who had fallen into a dead pig.

"Yeah~~~"

"The face hurts so much! Who are you? Why do you keep beating..."

Bang!

The dice fell in the air, and Russell knocked the unlucky guy out with a knife, and it was still at the familiar angle and at the familiar force.

Close the dormant bin again, Russell took the dice and took a deep breath, raised his hands high, allowing the dice to fall freely.

When the dice landed, it hit Russell's foot, rolled forward, jumping around, and rolled seven or eight meters.

Russell chased after him gently, holding his heart, and didn't dare to breathe. He saw that the dice rolling speed was getting slower and slower, and six black concave points were exposed, so he felt relieved.

Before it was over, the dice exposed at the top 6 points and did not stop immediately, and continued to roll forward stubbornly.

5 o'clock!

It was not 6 o'clock, but 5 o'clock was also very big. Within Russell's acceptance range, he wiped out the cold sweat that he had made, saying that this was a trivial matter and would not take it to heart.

However, it was not over yet. The dice that was almost about to stop turned over again, and a bright spot was clearly displayed in Russell's wide eyes.

The little red dot is eye-catching!

“…”

Russell covered his heart and felt a full of malice coming from all directions, draining the air and making people unable to breathe.

The invisible power appeared again, holding him and the twelve dormant warehouses into the third chess grid, and it was still gray.

Russell said to himself, not paying attention to the surrounding situation: "No, I hit my foot when the dice just landed, otherwise it would be 6 o'clock... I will definitely do it if I give me another chance!"

A ding-sounding sound came, and the opportunity came.

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

"The zombies win? The reincarnationists entering this world are a little disappointed!"

Russell was slightly stunned, and then smiled grimly, walked towards the familiar dormant slept open, lifted his knife, and was still the familiar reincarnationist.

Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!

Four big ears shave down, the unlucky guy woke up slowly, and opened his eyes in confusion: "It hurts so much, what happened..."

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

"I don't believe it! This time it must be...it will definitely not be 1 o'clock!"

After saying a fierce sentence, Russell raised his hand and threw the dice out, then locked it tightly with his eyes. The dice did not make him wait for too long, and rolled four or five times, strongly revealing the top 1 point.

“…”

I feel so tired, I want to die!

"What reason should I find this time? The air resistance and the ground are uneven. I shook it when I took action. The design of the dice does not conform to the aerodynamics..."

There is no greater sorrow than death in the heart. Russell is struggling. Should he prove it again?

The invisible power brought Russell and the twelve dormant warehouses to the fourth chess grid. When he looked at the gray around him, Russell knew that his chance to prove himself had come.

[Reincarnationist, please note that the current [Avatar] world war has ended, the winner is the Nami side, please continue to roll dice]

Listening to the prompt from the Lord God, Russell remained silent for a long time, quietly walked towards the familiar dormant slept open by quietly lifting his knife, and then slapped it in the face several times.

"Yeah~~~"

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

Bang!

The man skillfully fell into a coma, but Russell, who was holding the dice, was silent. Should he throw it away again and get 1 point, or let it go and try another person?

After a while, Russell held the man's hand and asked him to grab the dice and threw it out.

"I'm too stubborn! Luck is a thing that is vague and mysterious. It's hard to explain. What's the point of proof?" Russell shook his head calmly, looking like he had a breakthrough in his spiritual realm, and now he is not shocked.

The dice rolled and stopped, Russell kept it light and looked over without any scent.

6 o'clock!

"hehe……"

At this moment, Russell was not surprised by his compliment and humming, and he snorted twice: "It's only 6 o'clock, what can I prove? Will I care?"

He shook his head slightly, turned around and lifted the familiar man, slapped him several times in the face.

Yes, he cares!

The unlucky boy's cheeks were swollen, so he barely opened his eyes and begged for mercy: "Brother, give me some fun..."

Bang!

With a knife falling, Russell was too lazy to talk nonsense to the other party, and then he threw several series of slaps down. Then he felt refreshed and let go of his hand and closed the dormant warehouse.

Under the invisible power, Russell and the twelve dormant warehouses came to the tenth square of the chessboard. There were only 20 worlds in total, and half of them passed after a few slaps, which made him sigh.
Chapter completed!