Life Dungeon Game

"Your intuition is good, but your reaction time is a little slow,"

Koven lowered his golden longsword and walked step by step to the hooded boy. "Little guy, let me see what you look like."

He reached out, preparing to pull down the boy's hood.

In that instant, something was placed in the boy's hand.

Then the boy quickly jumped backward.

Cowen looked down at the grenade whose fuse had been removed, and chuckled, "Little gadget."

He squeezed hard and suddenly crushed the grenade.

The flames from the explosion instantly engulfed his body.

The surging air currents blew the hooded boy's body away down the corridor, where he crashed onto the smooth floor.

"You've made me angry, little one."

A figure in a white robe and gold thread, carrying a long golden sword, emerged from the flames, coldly gazing at the 'boy' who had fallen to the ground.

The hood had fallen down, and what came into the man's view was just a 'boy' wearing an exquisitely realistic leather mask and made up.

The boy looked exactly like the 'Ilo' in the portraits he had seen, but he knew very well that it was 'fake'.

Ordinary people might not be able to distinguish this kind of 'disguise', but under his gaze, the difference between the simulated skin and real skin is like that between sand dunes and mountains. Once exposed to the light, it is basically impossible to hide.

However, the faint aura of a powerful superhuman that was disguised around the 'boy' still remained.

"So that's why you've been 'not showing up' all this time?"

He glanced at the miniature horn embedded in the boy's mask, and golden light instantly slashed down.

boom--

The thick wall was blown open, and a fair hand emerged from the smoke and dust, catching the descending blade.

Chapter 834 You can try to kill me (Long chapter requested)

"You came?"

Koven gripped the hilt of his knife tightly, looking at the boy before him.

He leaped into the air, his left leg flying up, and kicked the boy in the temple.

At the same time, the boy raised his right elbow to block the sudden kick.

嘣—

With a dull thud, Cowen's flying kick struck the boy's elbow. Both of them shuddered simultaneously, the boy's grip loosened, and Cowen seized the opportunity to draw his knife. Both of them then took a half step back.

A blood-red paper butterfly flew off the hooded boy on the ground and landed on the fingertip of the black-robed boy.

It was precisely because of the 'domain' of the paper butterflies that the hooded boy was able to fake the feeling of a powerful 'superhuman' and deceive Koven, who had never seen 'Ilo' before.

At the same time, the paper butterfly can also save the hooded boy and Lena in times of crisis, allowing them to hold out until Heo arrives.

"Little god, I'm brave, aren't I?"

The hooded boy took the opportunity to stand up, looking at He Ao with a grin. It was the first time he had made a sound, but it was the voice of a young boy.

At the same time, Lena also walked up behind Heo.

"Um,"

He Ao put his hands behind his back, gave the little boy a thumbs up, and the black exoskeleton armor quickly detached from his body.

The little boy was already as thin as Yiluo, and after putting on the height-increasing shoes, he became almost the same size as Yiluo.

Strictly speaking, the little boy's performance was somewhat unexpected for He Ao.

Besides He Ao's voice and reasoning, and the extraordinary aura of the paper butterfly, the boy's composure was also an important factor in his ability to briefly 'bluff' Cowen.

He Ao gently raised his hand, and the blood-red paper butterfly flew out of his hand and disappeared into the void.

“You’re celebrating now,”

Cohen, standing ahead, raised his golden longsword, a cold smile playing on his lips. "It's far too early."

The person on the other end was clearly celebrating a successful 'fooling,' and he was the one who had been fooled.

His excessive trust in 'Ilo's' wisdom led him to raise his 'vigilance' against Ilo without limit, even believing that all of Ilo's actions were 'justified', without questioning any unreasonable factors.

So much so that they were fooled by such a simple 'disguise'.

Although the opponent only deceived him for a very short time, that short time was enough for 'Ilo' in front of him to do something that would change the course of the game.

Use the simplest and most straightforward 'strategy' against the most intelligent and suspicious people.

Smart is mistaken by smart.

The 'child' on the other side is not only powerful in combat, but also very good at manipulating people's hearts.

Cowen held the golden longsword horizontally in front of him, his other hand's fingers tracing the sharp blade.

He is not afraid or worried now; on the contrary, he is excited.

The stronger and smarter the enemy, the greater the sense of satisfaction after defeating them.

He hadn't encountered an enemy of this caliber in a long time.

"really."

Heo calmly gazed at the 'Archbishop' in front of him, and with his right hand, he drew a bone sword from the black robe behind his back and raised it slightly.

At this moment, his exoskeleton armor had completely retracted, and the part of the armor that had just protected his elbows had been kicked to pieces by Cowen.

It's damaged, but the rest is still normal.

He picked up the retracted exoskeleton armor with his left hand and tossed it to Lena behind him, "Take the little guy to Vili's place, as soon as possible."

"it is good!"

Lena looked up at the hole in the ceiling above her head that He Ao had just smashed open, and immediately reached out to catch the exoskeleton armor.

Then she grabbed the little boy next to her with one arm, and as the exoskeleton armor deployed, she leaped out through the hole in the ceiling.

During this process, Cowen did not take any action.

He simply stared silently at He Ao, gripping the golden longsword in his hand tightly.

In those brown eyes, there was only the reflection of the boy in black robes.

His knife wasn't large; it was long and thin. If it weren't for the single-edged blade, it would look more like a 'longsword'.

"Has your body undergone some kind of 'enhancement'?"

After Lena left, Cowen stared at Heo's hand and said thoughtfully.

His sword was not a hastily formed blade, but the culmination of his many years of hard work. Even a B-rank expert would not dare to take it bare-handed.

Unless the other party has some kind of protective item.

"you guess?"

He Ao lightly flicked the blade of the bone sword and tilted his head slightly.

"I won't let my mind wander on the battlefield."

Cowen chuckled and shook his head.

He put down the long sword in his hand, and a golden ring appeared at his waist, securing the blade, making it look as if the sword had been sheathed.

A dazzling golden light flowed along the edge of the blade.

He Ao watched his movements, and reached out with his other hand to grasp the bone sword in his hand.

The two took a step forward almost simultaneously.

Writhing flesh emerged from the corridor ceiling, emanating orange-gold light that flowed into Coven's body.

At the same time, He Ao's left eye lit up, and an orange inverted triangle symbol embedded in his closed eye appeared in his dark pupil.

In the deep void, countless eyes seemed to appear out of nowhere, gradually erasing the flowing light.

The golden light streaming down from the sky was almost simultaneously wiped away by the dark eyes, and neither of them showed any change in their aura.

A distorted and eerie howl echoed through the deep space, but it did not affect the two people's movements in any way.

It was as if the invisible force of this confrontation did not originate from the two of them.

The distance between the two closed almost instantly. He Ao's sword was faster, and the sharp bone sword slashed out like a phantom, aiming for Cowen's face.

At the same time, Cowen immediately dodged to the side. As the sword blade grazed his front, he pulled the longsword downwards, the sharp blade rising in the same instant, and his other hand also rose to grasp the hilt.

Almost instantly, the slender golden sword rotated half a circle around the center of Cowen's raised hands, its tip changing from downward to upward.

Without hesitation, he spread his legs, bent over, and used all his strength to chop down on He Ao's neck.

He Ao immediately turned around, held his sword upside down, and used it to sweep away the long blade that Cowen was slashing at.

Swords clashed here.

Clang——

With a crisp clang, the bone sword was suddenly cleaved in two, the upper half of the blade flying out, piercing through the wall, and embedding itself in the flesh and blood inside the workshop.

He looked up and glanced at what Cowen was holding.

He withdrew his golden longsword and stepped back, staring at the man before him.

"Your weapon doesn't seem to be very powerful."

Koven raised his golden longsword, straightened up, and still looked at He Ao with a smile in his eyes.

He Ao glanced down at the broken sword in his hand, then casually tossed it away, where it plunged into the flesh and blood of someone in the nearby workshop.

Then he raised his hand and pulled out an even thicker bone sword from his back.

As the bone sword was drawn, his face turned slightly redder.

"Your defense has weakened?"

Cowen stared at He Ao, layers of golden light cascading down from the corridor above and disappearing over his head. He glanced down at the golden longsword in his hand, a smile playing on his lips. "It seems your 'defense' item isn't without its flaws."