Life Dungeon Game

"You want to use the Night Deacon to stop me? You've got some nerve, little guy."

Liu Nan looked at He Ao with a half-smile, then her figure suddenly disappeared.

"Let's see if it's faster or I'm faster."

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The pure white bone sword blocked the silver cone that flew like lightning.

Amidst Liu Nan's surprised expression, He Ao braced his foot against the silver iron door behind him, his large veins bulging on his arms, his bulging muscles resembling solid blocks of stone.

He raised his head and looked at Liu Nan, his dark eyes seemingly reflecting the entire universe.

"Don't underestimate me!!!"

He shouted with all his might, and with a sudden burst of strength, all the 'qi' in his dantian surged up and flowed into his hands, empowering the pure white bone sword, forcefully pushing the cone that had almost touched his chest back.

The giant octopus arrives with its own sound effects, so it will definitely be noticed by 'Liu Nan'.

So from the moment the giant octopus made its voice out until it arrived, he had to hold on by himself during that final period.

If you survive, you live; if you don't, you die.

Liu Nan pressed down with her arm, trying to push He Ao's sword back, but this only temporarily stopped He Ao's forward thrust.

Then, in the next instant, He Ao leaned his entire body against the sword, concentrated all his strength on one point, and rammed forward.

The girl felt her energy nodes being shattered, and she flew backward.

This is one of the abilities of 'Qi': being able to see the flow of energy in the other person.

"Huff," He Ao collapsed to his knees, supporting himself with his bone sword. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth as he smiled at the girl. "I won. This is for you."

A small cloth bag appeared in his hand, which he then instantly tossed into the girl's arms.

"what is this?"

The girl was stunned. The flesh and blood scattered from the cloth bag were the flesh of the little octopus that He Ao had killed.

The girl was about to throw the cloth bag away, but she was too late.

Countless tentacles surged out from the other side of the corridor, instantly wrapping around her wrists and ankles, and then...

It wrapped around her body.

The flesh and blood she originally wanted to discard were also entangled by these tentacles and pulled back.

"I won't let him go... um..."

The girl in the air glared at He Ao and shouted angrily, but before she could finish speaking, her mouth was gagged, and she could not make a sound.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, He Ao suddenly sprang up, landed in front of the platform, and placed his hand on the platform's monitor.

The 'qi' he had painstakingly accumulated over the past two days had been completely exhausted, leaving only a small wisp of it barely clinging to life in his dantian. He held this wisp of qi in his palm.

"Verification passed"

As the mechanical sound began, the monitor lit up with a green glow.

A dull, muffled sound, as if some kind of mechanical machine was starting up, rang in He Ao's ears. The entire silver corridor seemed to tremble slightly, and the heavy silver metal door slowly receded to the left.

At this moment, after completely enveloping 'Liu Nan', new tentacles emerged from the tunnel and attacked He Ao.

He Ao used his bone sword to block the tentacle that was attacking from the front. This sword strike did not cause any damage to the tentacle, but He Ao used the impact force of the tentacle to fly directly into the crack of the slowly opening metal door and flew towards the back of the door.

As he expected, there was a platform in the corresponding position behind the door, and the monitor on the platform displayed a large red mark with the word 'Closed' on it.

The moment He Ao saw the word, he grabbed the edge of the open metal door, slowed down, and changed his flight direction, heading towards the platform.

The instant he flew over the platform, he pressed the close button on the screen.

The red icon flashed, indicating that it was taking effect.

click -

That was the sound of the powerful torque device stopping. As the huge metal door slowly came to a stop, a new muffled sound gradually rose, and the heavy metal door, which had already opened a crack, began to slowly close.

Meanwhile, Heo continued flying backward.

The tentacle that was running in the lead followed closely behind, passing through the closing door. Because it had slowed down a little, the distance between it and the tentacle had become much closer.

The tentacles followed He Ao closely, inching closer and closer to his neck.

Just as the tentacle was about to touch He Ao's neck, the huge and hard tentacle suddenly stopped, then tried to straighten up to reach He Ao, but ultimately failed. Then, with a twitch, the huge tentacle lost all its strength and drooped limply to the ground.

He looked toward the metal door and saw that the tentacles that were rushing toward him and trying to grab him were being squeezed in the crack of the metal door. These powerful and hard tentacles did not delay the metal door from closing even for a moment.

Before the massive metal gate, they were like bubbles facing a diamond, gradually squeezed into the cracks of the gate, then crushed and broken.

Finally, the gate closed, and all the severed tentacles fell limply to the ground. Some twitched briefly in a final burst of energy, but ultimately they were all powerless to save themselves and lay motionless on the ground.

At that moment, He Ao fell to the ground. His right hand, which had turned when he pulled the door, was now a bloody mess.

He took a breath, gripped the bone sword with his left hand, supported himself, and staggered to his feet.

Blood gushed from his body, soaking his gray combat uniform.

He already had many injuries from fighting that C-rank octopus, which wouldn't heal in more than a day. The intense battle just now not only tore open those existing wounds but also broke several of his ribs and injured his internal organs.

This was the first time his physical body had suffered such a severe injury.

Walking with that monster disguised as Liu Nan is like dancing with wolves; using the giant octopus's power is like driving a tiger to devour a wolf.

If there is even the slightest mistake, he will die on the spot.

But if he doesn't make these struggles, he will surely die.

That monster impersonating Liu Nan will not be allowed to live. If he doesn't open the door, he'll die; if he does open the door, he'll die soon.

All of this was just a desperate attempt to survive, a glimmer of hope.

Of course, if ultimately this glimmer of hope cannot be found...

He Ao squeezed the top pocket of his pants, inside which were a fragment of a finger bone and a fragment of a skull that he had secretly obtained while exploring the dark gymnasium.

Unlike the tranquility of the main world, in the ruins, one can also hear the background noise when one activates super memory, although this background noise is intermittent and not continuous.

If this background noise comes from some higher-level entity, then it means that some higher-level entities in the instance world can be connected to the ruins.

In other words, He Ao was able to contact a close friend who wished to remain anonymous.

Inside He Ao's combat uniform, there was actually a seven-pointed star pattern. When needed, it could be quickly formed by pouring blood on it. He had carved this pattern yesterday while briefly out of Liu Nan's sight, taking advantage of the opportunity to capture that giant eagle.

The ability to retrieve objects remotely allows He'ao to instantly arrange the offerings needed for the ritual.

Of course, asking a good friend for help is the worst possible option, since He Ao doesn't have another chance here.

However, if he truly reaches a dead end, he will choose to carry out this ceremony.

After all, if he dies and the person who killed him is still alive, wouldn't that mean that his last battle in life was not fought in self-defense?

He will die with his eyes wide open in disbelief.

He Ao walked to the platform behind the door, turned off his super memory, gripped his sword with his left hand and supported himself on the platform, took out a mithril test tube from his waist and poured the corpse flower solution into his mouth as if it were free.

His lower back was aching. The two mithril test tubes containing the corpse flower solution that he had been carrying on his waist had been crushed during the battle, and the solution had spilled out and seeped into the wound on his waist.

Although the corpse flower solution that entered his bloodstream was still helping him recover his soul, the feeling of the corpse flower solution on the wound was the same as the feeling of medical alcohol being directly sprayed on the wound, or even much stronger.

It stings slightly.

As he drank the corpse flower solution, his gaze also fell upon the monitor on the platform.

The monitor was glowing blue, and the red "Off" icon had disappeared, displaying a secondary interface of the settings page.

He Ao was taken aback when he saw this interface.

The internal monitor is still displaying the text from the first section, which proves that the internal and external monitors are not interconnected.

Although they are not interconnected, the settings page still appears on the internal display interface.

If the machine didn't come to life, then there's only one possibility.

In that instant, He Ao felt his body suddenly stiffen, as if he had been standing in the snow for a long time and was frozen stiff.

The machine cannot access the settings interface on its own, but another operator can.

Slow footsteps came from behind him.

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He Ao didn't move, but coughed lightly, and a little blood seeped from his wound.

Thump—thump—thump—

A loud noise came from outside the metal door; it was some grumpy creature with many tentacles 'knocking' on it.

The person behind him didn't speak, but stopped when they were still some distance away from He Ao. The intense stiffness, tinged with fatigue, began to assault He Ao's consciousness.

He felt himself gradually losing control of his body.

He turned around with difficulty and looked behind him. What came into his view was a man dressed in all black with a chiseled face.

He Ao naturally recognized this person; he was the 'gravekeeper' who had bumped into the commentator on the ship.

The tomb keeper stared coldly at He Ao, clutching a crystal ball about ten centimeters in diameter, filled with deep purple mist.

Two giant wolves with brown fur and a body length of two meters stood silently behind the gravedigger.

He Ao had seen this giant wolf on his way here; it was a D-level social creature. Led by 'Liu Nan', he bypassed the wolves' habitat.

The two wolves following the gravedigger had lost their life force and looked like corpses that had been manipulated.

This 'gravekeeper' may also possess some kind of ability to manipulate corpses, just like those giant octopuses.

Based on previous experience fighting monitor lizards, these dead 'giant wolves' may not be weaker than when they were alive, and may even be more difficult to fight because they are not afraid of pain.

The fact that this 'gravekeeper' could easily control two D-level giant wolves meant he couldn't possibly be just an ordinary 'E-level' specially appointed researcher.

He felt his body becoming increasingly stiff. He turned around with difficulty, leaning against the wall and using the cold metal wall for support.

He looked at the man in front of him and said, "Let me guess whose people you work for."