Then it wagged its tail and glared at the charred giant, the skin on the lower half of its face wrinkled into a ball, revealing its fangs that gleamed with cold light.

Every time the little tiger took a step, the chessboard shook a little. Ming Luo had to use vines to fix himself to the chessboard, for fear of being shaken off.

Mingluo looked at the little tiger weakly, feeling very worried.

The charred giant on one side of the chessboard looked very tough to deal with. Mingluo was worried whether the little tiger could defeat it.

After the little tiger made a high-profile appearance, he tilted his head to look at Mingluo, blinked, and a big smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Ming Luo quickly shouted at it, "Don't underestimate the enemy!"

The little tiger wagged its tail and stared at the charred giant excitedly. If Mingluo had not seen how terrifying the giant looked beforehand, just looking at the little tiger's behavior, he would have thought it was time for dinner.

The charred giant seemed dissatisfied with the golden lion's arrogant behavior. He stretched out his hands, intending to strangle the golden lion's neck, and at the same time spewed a large amount of magma from his mouth. The magma fell on the chessboard and burned out pieces of charred black. Some places on the chessboard were even burned through. Ming Luo was so scared that he quickly moved again.

But the golden lion was agile and nimble, and it dodged the deadly attacks of the charred giant with extraordinary agility. It ran over and cut deep wounds on the giant with its sharp claws.

Through the scars on his skin, Mingluo saw that the giant's body was not made of flesh, but was filled with surging magma, just like the sea of ​​fire under the chessboard.

Magma flowed out of the giant's body and soon sealed the wounds on the giant's body.

The little tiger nimbly moved around and bit the giant's arms and shoulders, then leaped into the air and lunged down with its sharp claws, directly tearing a big hole in the giant's body.

But the giant seemed to have no sense of pain. When his flesh was cut, it was filled with magma. When holes were opened in his body, they could still be filled with magma. In a sense, he was immortal.

Ming Luo looked at the sea of ​​fire under the transparent chessboard, thinking, could it be that the source of the giant's energy is the magma below?

If this is true, then in this chess game space, the giant is an immortal being and cannot be defeated!