Life Dungeon Game

"What do we do next?"

Seeing that he had finished safely, Lena came over and handed him a clean towel.

The Eternal Secret Cult will soon discover the problems with this church.

"Wait a moment."

He Ao put away the towel and walked straight to the deepest part of the room, where there were some cabinets and a computer that was still on.

The golden light on the surrounding walls dimmed slightly, as the power that reinforced the walls was rapidly dissipating after the supply was cut off.

10:25

He Ao raised the bracelet, glanced at the time, and then connected the bracelet to the computer.

[Terminal installation successful. Connecting to LAN terminal. Cracking encryption system.]

As a line of text appeared on the bracelet, He Ao unplugged the data cable and put the bracelet away.

He turned around and looked at Lena and Klin, who was walking towards him with Lena. "Let's leave here first."

Then he walked to the other side of the room and kicked out, smashing open a wall on the side of the room.

"This preacher is quite powerful. The Eternal Cult probably doesn't have many other people left here. Before the Eternal Cult can react, now is the best time to break through the encirclement."

Lena walked to Heo's side and said softly, "However, there should be many secret outposts of the Eternal Cult around here."

Amidst the flying dust, Klin, standing beside Lena, glanced at the bloodstains and tattered clothes on Heo, paused for a moment, but ultimately didn't ask anything. Instead, he said softly,

“I know a small path that can bypass the permanent outposts of the Eternal Secret Sect in the vicinity, but I don’t know about any temporary outposts.”

"Thank you for your help, Grandpa Klin."

He Ao turned around, looked at the old man, and thanked him softly.

Lena, standing beside him, gazed at the boy before her and suddenly felt that perhaps all of this was something he had planned.

The perfect enemy, the perfect timing to break through after killing the enemy, even the local guide appeared at just the right moment.

The boy in front of them probably didn't expect 'Klin' to appear here, but as long as the church's chosen people 'sacrifice', someone will always guide them.

In fact, even without a guide, they can quickly break through weak defenses.

From the moment the boy led her to this church, it all seemed destined.

Klin had no idea what Lena was thinking. After hearing Heo's words, the old man kept staring at Heo's youthful face wrapped in a scarf. He seemed to remember something, and his cloudy eyes became slightly hazy.

"Everything will be alright, Grandpa Klin."

The boy gazed into the old man's misty, memory-filled eyes, his innocent yet calm voice echoing in the silent night.

Klin opened his mouth as if he had a thousand words to say, but in the end, it only turned into a faint smile. He answered Heo's words, saying, "Everything will be alright."

At that moment, he finally realized that the person in front of him was 'Ilo', not 'Novis's son'.

This boy is not a legend because of whose child he is; he himself is a legend.

The cold wind of the silent night blew across the old man's white hair and across the boy's pale face.

-

The border between the Storm Zone and the Akar Zone

Are you sure he ran this way?

The man in the white robe with gold thread turned around and looked at the white-robed priest beside him.

"It looks like they ran this way,"

The white-robed priest hesitated before saying, "The surveillance footage also shows that they ran this way..."

"What about the other goal? Which direction have the Eternal Old Church members gone?"

The man in the white robe with gold thread asked again.

"It seems they went,"

The white-robed priest raised his hand, glanced at the bracelet, and said, "Over at the Storm Tower, behind us."

Then he paused, and continued, "The opposite direction."

"We've been tricked!"

The priest in the golden silk robe's expression changed. "Go back immediately, to the Storm Tower!"

-

Storm Zone

Heo sat in the back of the black SUV and glanced at Klin in the passenger seat and Lena beside him.

They had completely broken through the encirclement of the Eternal Cult and then met up with Eve in her off-road vehicle, preparing to head to Lena's secret hideout.

They encountered some temporary outposts on their way, but none of them were very strong, and the two of them quickly broke through them.

He Ao glanced at the time on the car's infotainment system.

10:55.

He held the finger bone fossil in his hand. The power that drew his soul did not disappear as he changed locations, but it grew weaker and weaker.

He closed his eyes and accepted the 'guidance' of that invisible force.

Chapter 816 Dreaming of the Divine Kingdom (Long Chapter, Requesting Monthly Tickets)

A faint golden light flowed across the finger bone fossil, and some invisible force seemed to pull He Ao's soul from the deepest part of the void.

Immediately afterwards, he felt his 'body' gradually becoming lighter, and an invisible cool breeze brushed over his body.

His entire field of vision turned into pure blackness at that moment.

Just then, he felt a slight stinging sensation in his hand.

He opened his hand and looked into his palm. A fossilized finger bone, radiating a golden glow, lay quietly in his hand.

He could feel that he had lost 'control' over his body.

However, he could still feel the existence of his body and the connection between himself and his body.

Having experienced entering the God of War's 'alternate dimension' once before, he was not unfamiliar with this feeling, so he was not too surprised.

As the fossilized finger bone in his hand glowed, He Ao could sense that the pitch-black 'darkness' nearby seemed to have undergone some kind of change.

Fortunately, perhaps because of the connection between his body and soul, he still retains a certain degree of 'spiritual vision', although it is not strong. What he sees is like the world after a person with severe myopia takes off their glasses.

But this also allowed him to see some of the 'scenes' in the 'darkness' around him, which were distorted patterns that were constantly 'wriggling'.

These patterns form a passageway that resembles a 'door'.

And now, He Ao is passing through this 'door'.

However, almost at the same time he noticed these writhing, twisting patterns, the darkness in his vision began to fade rapidly.

The first thing he smelled was the delicate fragrance of flowers, followed by the slightly chilly morning breeze.

A bright and open environment came into his view.

He raised his head and looked at the sky.

The fiery red sun is rising from the horizon, and in the distance, majestic and magnificent mountains are faintly visible.

He lowered his head and looked at his feet.

The lush green grass swayed in the morning breeze, interspersed with a few yellow and white wildflowers.

He Ao took a deep breath.

The fresh air, carrying a faint fragrance, once again filled his nostrils.

In the dungeon world, such fresh air only exists in the wilderness. Although the air in the city is also clean in the morning, it is always mixed with a stuffy smell.

If it were in a storm zone, you could feel the dampness of the sea breeze, completely different from the clean and fresh air he was breathing right now.

"Isn't my sunrise theme pretty good?"

Just then, a soft, amused voice came from behind He Ao.

He paused, then turned around.

A middle-aged man dressed casually, holding a glass of red wine, sat on a beach chair and smiled as he looked in his direction.

Beside the man was a coffee table with another glass of red wine on it, and an empty beach chair.

"It's really good."

From the invisible void, a charming, soft laugh echoed.

A stunningly beautiful woman with a curvaceous figure, wearing a brown tube top, brown leather hot pants, one leg clad in fishnet stockings and the other bare, with her hair in a high ponytail, emerged from the void.

He stared at her face, feeling as if he had seen it before.

She walked past He Ao in her high heels, swaying gracefully.

Too.

Throughout this process, her gaze remained fixed, seemingly unaware that there was someone beside her.

Upon seeing the woman approaching, the middle-aged man's smile froze. "Could you change back to your original appearance?"

"Tsk,"

The woman raised an eyebrow, her expression alluring. She walked behind the middle-aged man, leaned down, and her chest almost touched his cheek.

"This skin cost me a fortune to get from those religious fanatics."

Her tone carried a hint of coquettish unhappiness.

"I sculpted this based on the idol 'Kiko' who was all the rage a few years ago. It's the flagship version of Kiko. Didn't you really like 'Kiko' back then? You even wanted to spend money to get her into your bed. Why don't you like me now? What, you don't like me? Don't you want anything to happen between us?"

"To be honest, it's quite beautiful,"

The middle-aged man glanced at the woman's face, took a sip of red wine, and said, "But I'm really not interested in sleeping with my brothers."

"It's boring."

The woman spun around and transformed into a slender, handsome man in a white silk suit. He sat on another beach chair, picked up a glass of red wine from the coffee table, took a sip, and then his eyes lit up.