"If this is a certain-death situation, there's no need for me to enter it personally. Where exactly is the chance of survival within Fate?"
Time moved rapidly across the chessboard. Li Guanqi had long since etched the overall situation into his mind, yet he still couldn't find the slightest chance of survival.
In terms of the situation, the White Pieces were already trapped beasts. How much longer they could hold out essentially depended on when Li Guanqi made his final move.
He knew perfectly well that once he made his move, if he couldn't revive the situation, it would inevitably be the final straw that crushed the camel, and he would be sentencing himself to death with his own hands.
Yet after observing the board again and again, despite his skill, he still couldn't find the slightest chance of survival.
Even if the movable White Pieces—the humans and ghosts who had entered the chessboard in the form of pieces—were included as a variable, they actually did nothing to help the situation.
By contrast, the two Black Chess Pieces represented by Ji Li and Li Yi displayed an increasingly intense killing intent as they advanced north from the southeast corner.
These two Black Pieces formed by outsiders had actually become the vanguard and leaders of the Black side at this moment.
Wherever they went, they activated the original endgame, which had already formed an encirclement. The Black Pieces devoured Li Guanqi's few remaining White Pieces bite by bite, and the entire eastern and southern portions of the board fell completely.
The north and west had yet to fall, but the area under his control was extremely narrow. It had almost been reduced to its final two breaths.
One was a corner in the northwest, and the other was the small patch