Life Dungeon Game

"Rockway did do something really stupid by targeting you back then."

He chose to search here because he thought that Novis might not have been able to bring the Secret Card for some reason. However, he did not expect that Novis would actually 'give' the Secret Card to his dying son.

Novus's unexpected move completely disrupted his entire plan.

"Yes, Rockaway has certainly done a lot of stupid things,"

Looking at the old man's still confident and 'gentle' face, He Ao slowly continued,

"He prematurely exposed his identity as a spy, and coupled with the leak from the Eternal Cult's spies embedded in your ranks,..."

"This allowed the Eternal Secret Sect to see right through your plans. All the methods you devised were actually within the sights of the Eternal Secret Sect's higher-ups, who then took the opportunity to lay traps."

This severely weakened your power, forcing you to step out from the shadows and into the limelight.

"You schemed and plotted, yet you lost miserably."

The old man sitting opposite him realized something when he first heard He Ao's words, and his expression turned a little strange. As He Ao continued to speak, his originally smiling face stiffened.

After He Ao finished speaking, he said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Little guy, sometimes being too smart isn't a good thing."

His gaze swept across He Ao's face, and he realized that He Ao's 'agreement' with his suggestion just now was actually just an attempt to get more information out of him.

He completely stopped smiling and continued, "It seems you're not willing to accept my 'suggestion'?"

A terrifying and oppressive atmosphere permeated the living room.

"Actually, I do think your suggestion is good. The wonderful life of immortality in the Perfect God Kingdom sounds really nice."

He Ao watched as the old man's face gradually calmed down as he spoke, and continued, "All you have to do is be a dog without any dignity."

He shrugged. "But I'm sorry, I have no interest in being a dog."

The old man's face darkened again. "You gave up an opportunity to change your fate."

He Ao continued calmly, enunciating each word clearly.

“‘Leader’, I think you’ve become accustomed to treating the lives of others as pawns on a chessboard, arbitrarily deciding the lives of humble ordinary people with no extraordinary abilities,”

He reached out and grasped the knight's sword beside him. "We are humble, but not lowly, and we do not need a destiny 'given' from above. You can arbitrarily try to decide our lives, but you should also be prepared to lose your own life."

"So you're confident you can kill me and avenge your parents and brother?"

Hearing He Ao's words, the old man's face actually showed a slight smile. He stood up and looked down at He Ao, the air around him heavy and oppressive. "What makes you think you can do this? Is it because of some kind of supernatural mark you placed on me when I came in?"

"First of all, I have to face more than just you,"

He sat up straight, bracing himself against the oppressive feeling, an invisible wind brushing against his clothes. "My loved ones died in the so-called 'game' between you and the Eternal Secret Cult. You are my enemy, but not a complete enemy. Killing you will not end all of this."

The old man's smiling face froze.

"Secondly, I never said I was confident I could kill you,"

Heo gripped his knight's sword and calmly stood up. "I said from the beginning, it's all up to us. You can try to kill me, or,"

The old man's image was reflected in those deep, dark eyes. "Killed by me."

"at last,"

He looked at the old man before him. "You seem very curious about what kind of ability I just placed on you? So you deliberately used reverse psychology? Actually, this ability..."

He smirked, as if he was about to reveal the details of this ability.

The old man's gaze also fell upon him.

The entire space fell silent in that instant, so quiet that you could almost hear the two people's heartbeats.

Then, He Ao's calm voice echoed in the quiet living room.

"you guess!"

"You're doing great, little one,"

The old man's face stiffened, and a dazzling golden light formed behind him, converging into a golden spear. "I will personally activate the truth pollution within you and turn you into a truth monster devoid of any intelligence."

"Oh,"

He leaped backward, sword in hand, and jumped out of the open window behind him. The crimson butterfly on his shoulder spread its wings, and his figure soared through the night sky dozens of meters high, a slight, cold breeze brushing against his cheek.

"You must have had the same confidence when you sent people to the inner sanctuary of the esoteric sect."

The old man's face darkened completely. Almost all the men he had sent to the inner church last night had been wiped out, and the backup plan he had left with Lena had also failed. His original plan had almost completely failed.

This kid knows how to be sarcastic.

The golden light behind him shattered immediately, and then his figure rushed out of the window along with He Ao.

A dazzling light shone in the night sky.

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A dazzling golden spear emerged from the sky, transforming into a streak of light as it pierced towards Heo.

He shrank back, raised his knight's sword still sheathed, and swung it upwards. The sheath smashed into the spear, shattering the entire golden spear.

At the same time, He Ao's body continued to fly backward from the recoil after hitting the spear, landing on the rooftop of a small building behind him, rolling backward, and standing next to a large golden sword stuck in the center of the rooftop.

He slung the knight's sword behind his back, reached out, and grasped the massive hilt.

After a day, the greatsword had dissipated considerably, but even so, it was still a weapon capable of injuring a B-rank enemy.

"It seems this is the battlefield you've chosen."

The old man's body landed on the edge of the rooftop like a feather. He raised his hand, and golden spears materialized behind him. A smile played on his lips as he watched He Ao, who was gripping the hilt of a sword.

"You provoked me to take me away from your home, didn't you? You want to preserve your memories with your parents? After I kill you, I will destroy everything you cherish."

“Many people have threatened me in similar ways.”

He Ao took a step forward, slowly exerted force, and pulled the golden broadsword from the ground. "But what I cherish has always been there."

On his shoulder, a blood-red butterfly slowly unfurled its wings, and some invisible force enveloped his entire body, triggering his super memory.

The paper butterfly that Alice transformed into has absorbed a large amount of the power of the remnants of the inner church, and its current state of existence is between illusion and reality.

She doesn't actually have a definite physical form; her paper butterfly appearance is actually a concrete 'antennae' that she reveals, similar to the part of an iceberg that is exposed above the water.

She landed on He'ao not by gravity or some kind of suction, but by the mystical connection between He'ao and the 'power' bestowed by the remnants of the inner church.

Those powers were originally given to Heo as a 'gift', but they were gathered in Alice and formed a completely new existence.

The state of 'attachment' is actually a projection of mystical connections onto the surface world.

So no matter what He Ao does, the paper butterfly can still stay firmly on He Ao's shoulder.

The power that continuously heals He's body is also transmitted through this 'special' connection.

This is the 'treatment' from the paper butterfly under normal circumstances.

When Heo needs to be highly overdrawn, Alice can "drag" out the power lurking "below the surface" and superimpose it on the real world to form a special "domain".

In this realm, Alice can unleash more power, and thus provide more 'healing' to Heo, in order to support Heo's body in unleashing hypermemory.

At the same time, this area can summon solidified resentment monsters, up to three of the highest C-rank monsters. As long as the area exists, these resentment monsters will not die.

Of course, releasing the domain will increase Alice's energy consumption; the larger the area covered by the domain, the more Alice will consume.

Under normal circumstances, all of Alice's power can only support Heo's full-force burst for about thirty seconds at most.

More than this

After reaching the limit, it will take her about a day to recover.

Strictly speaking, some of Alice's attributes already have a certain "shadow" of an 'angel', but her actual power seems to be only a supernatural item of about B grade.

"A reckless brat who doesn't know his place."

After hearing He Ao's words, the old man shook his head slightly.

He slowly raised his hand, and countless golden streaks of light, like a meteor shower falling from the sky, rained down on He Ao.

He Ao had just exchanged blows with this golden spear. This spear is extremely powerful; if it were to strike someone suddenly, even a person with ordinary C-level defense would be easily pierced.

However, the problem with this spear is that its structure is very weak. All its power is used to enhance its offensive capabilities. Once it is attacked, obstructed, or hits an object that cannot penetrate its armor, it will shatter directly.

Heo did not have Alice summon the undying resentment to shield him from the attack, as this would needlessly deplete Alice's power and reduce his combat time.

He raised the golden broadsword in his hand, and with a whooshing sound of wind, swung the entire broadsword up, the flying blade colliding head-on with the dazzling streams of light.

Countless explosions rang out in that instant, and the dazzling golden light shattered in the silent radiance like a grand fireworks display on a summer night.

However, He Ao knew very well that simply standing there to defend himself was not enough.

In the spiritual vision, the power of those shattered golden spears did not dissipate immediately after breaking apart, but most of it returned to the old man's body and was then condensed into new golden spears.

This efficient recovery mechanism may also be the reason why this golden spear is designed to be so fragile.

If Heo continues to focus on dealing with these highly regenerating spears, he will inevitably be cleaved to death here.

So he was consciously breaking the spears, creating scattered light, and constantly moving forward to get closer to the old man.

However, he was struggling, as if dealing with these spears was his limit.

The old man seemed to have realized his intentions, and moved the spears behind him forward, increasing the density of the spear attacks.

At the very moment this high-density attack arrived, He Ao suddenly raised his sword with both hands, swinging it nearly twice as fast. The sword, like a streak of light, shattered the spear in front of him almost simultaneously, and the brilliance, like a fiery tree, filled the entire night sky.

At that moment, He Ao swung his broadsword without any defense, and in one swift step, he rushed into the hazy light like a streak of light flowing in reverse.

In the old man's vision, he only felt the sky full of light bloom in an instant, and then the figure dragging the golden sword broke through the scattered light and appeared in front of him.

"interesting."

In that instant, the old man understood what had just happened.

When He Ao first swung his broadsword to destroy the golden spear, he didn't use his full strength. He deliberately lured the man to increase the spear's power, and then used his full strength to shatter the stream of light formed by the spear in an instant, instantly attacking the man in front of him.

At this moment, in the old man's eyes, the boy's clothes were already somewhat torn, and the flying spears behind him, though dense...

Not as many as before, but there are still some.

In fact, their battle lasted very short time, almost in the blink of an eye, but in that short time, the boy in front of them completed the entire process of 'showing weakness, inducing, and breaking through'.

At such a young age, with such combat skills, the term "genius" is no longer sufficient to describe him.

"You're quite good, but unfortunately, you've relied heavily on external forces."