Life Dungeon Game

It was because this guy was handsome like a gigolo, not because I liked gigolo stories.

"coming."

He gripped the short sword on his left, reversed his grip, and slashed it across the sky.

A cold gleam flashed by.

A massive black shadow suddenly leaped out from the darkness, crashing into the cold light. Its body stiffened, then split in two and fell to the ground.

Bright red blood splattered out, covering He Ao's cheeks.

He Ao sheathed his short sword and walked to the corpse that had been split in two. He had already figured out the monster's weakness. During the chase and battle, he discovered that the monster would always subconsciously protect the connection point between its upper and lower body.

The monster's overall body shape is hourglass-shaped, wider at the top and narrower at the bottom, with the middle section only the size of a human waist. It is very sturdy, but it is somewhat fragile in the face of He'ao's power.

What Heo needs to do is seize the opportunity when the monster is not protecting its weaknesses and deliver a fatal blow.

The seemingly effortless instant kill actually involves precise timing and a skillful yet powerful attack; anything less would not achieve the desired effect.

Yorn didn't want to get close, but his curiosity got the better of him, and he stumbled over.

As soon as he arrived, he smelled a strong stench of decay, which made him support He Ao and start gagging.

Then he secretly glanced at He Ao beside him, only to find that He Ao's gaze was calm, without even a frown.

He lowered his head again, looking at the corpse that had been split in two.

This was the very monster that had just been chasing them.

The monster was attacked by the FBI, and most of its tentacles were broken off. Now, Heo has severed its entire body.

The monster's upper body fell to the ground, quickly decaying and emitting a foul stench.

However, the lower body remained in a state of flesh and blood, as if it had not completely died.

He Ao split open the monster's lower body, and an old doorbell appeared in the middle of the monster's body. The doorbell was the most ordinary style, without any other patterns engraved on it, just a bit old.

This monster seems to have appeared earlier than the monster from the Eisen family, killed more people, and was also stronger. It even hid the items for communicating with the gods directly inside its body.

He Ao cleaved the doorbell open with a single sword strike, blackish-red blood flowing out, and streaks of red light were swallowed by the twin swords.

The red light emanating from the doorbell was much brighter than that from the broken nightlight.

The whispers in He's ear grew louder, and his connection with the forbidden being that was in eternal slumber deepened.

Sheathing his sword, He Ao looked into the shadows where the spider had emerged, where it seemed to lead to a dim, dark alley.

"Let's go in and take a look."

He took a step forward and walked ahead.

Yorn always felt that there were probably other monsters lurking in the dark night.

He wanted to straighten his back and say, 'I'm right here, you can come in.'

But after glancing at the rotting corpses on the ground, he still followed He Ao, trembling.

Chapter 358 Human Hearts and Evil Gods (Seeking Subscriptions, Favorites, and Monthly Tickets)

The streetlights where the monster emerged were broken, and there were no other light sources around. Instead, the darkness appeared even more pronounced in the distant glow.

He led Jon across the road and into the deeper alleyways between the buildings.

This alleyway was cut off from all light, as if one had fallen into the depths of hell.

Just a dozen steps into the alley, a faint smell of blood mixed with the stench of decay wafted over.

Yorn followed behind Heo. The strong smell made him feel uncomfortable, but after experiencing the stench that permeated the air after the monster's death, he felt that it wasn't so unacceptable.

The ground beneath my feet seemed somewhat sticky, and the stench of blood grew stronger.

"Hiss—"

A shadowy figure suddenly emerged from the darkness, crawling on all fours.

"what!"

Jon shuddered. He looked at Ho in front of him and used all his strength to suppress the urge to run away.

He Ao paid no attention to Jon's actions behind him. With a flash of his sword, the charging black figure was cleaved in two, and blood splattered on his side.

A red glow emanated from the monster's body in the shadows and entered Heo's twin swords.

The black substance inside these monsters is not stored in any object, but is directly integrated into their blood, making their bodies the carriers.

Those who spread pollution behind the scenes prefer to mix these dark substances related to gods into certain items and then seek out highly inspired individuals to entrust these items to, rather than directly and crudely mixing them into people's blood.

These shadowy monsters are probably not the work of the mastermind, but rather 'minions' created by the monster that was just killed by Heo.

He continued forward and encountered several more 'lackeys,' which he killed with a single sword stroke.

After these henchmen died, their bodies quickly decayed and lost their vitality.

He Ao kept wondering where the power of these monsters, corrupted by that dead 'god,' came from.

The extraordinary system of this world follows a certain conservation law.

Martial arts require absorbing extraordinary power from nature and then transforming it into one's own extraordinary power.

Talent sequences, on the other hand, require 'stealing' power from other extraordinary beings.

There are two ways to obtain the main materials needed to concoct the secret medicine. The first is to hunt exotic beasts and obtain the extraordinary materials inside them. The second is to kill people with the corresponding talent sequence and wait for their talent sequence to be extracted naturally.

Ultimately, it boils down to killing other life forms and taking their supernatural powers for oneself.

This method of acquiring extraordinary power implies that the talent sequences in the instance world are very likely to be a fixed number, and all talent sequences have now been allocated.

Only when one person dies can another have the opportunity to take over and obtain his power.

Therefore, the acquisition of extraordinary power in this world has a certain conservation principle: either it is like martial arts, which transforms the power of nature into one's own power, or it is like a talent sequence, which seizes the power of others.

However, martial arts training requires a lot of time, and these monsters obviously can't seize that many talent sequences.

Considering the special state of these monsters, He Ao felt that their

The power may come from another special method, 'gift'.

A gift from the gods.

'Gifts' are obtained by sacrificing one's soul and life.

In reality, most cult members do the same thing, except that they need to communicate with gods through rituals to obtain 'gifts'.

Ike, the 'doctor' of the Church of the Goddess of Life, once told Vian.

In a mystical sense, rituals are actually 'bridges'—bridges that connect the unknown or cross special conditions.

These monsters possess something within them that connects them to the deceased god, and are born with a 'bridge' to communicate with that god.

They might even be extensions of the bodies of gods.

Everything about them, their souls and even their flesh and blood, belongs to the gods. Therefore, when they die, their bodies decay rapidly because the gods have taken away their flesh and life force.

During the battle, He Ao briefly activated his Hyper Memory to take a look. The shadows of these 'minions' souls had almost dissipated. Their souls had long been taken by the gods, leaving only some mad consciousness to support their actions.

The lives they hunted became 'offerings' to the gods; they were mobile altars.

As a 'gift', the gods granted them a portion of their power, enabling them to offer sacrifices more effectively.

In a sense, these monsters and their minions constitute a cult, a sect that worships a dead god.

The god seemed to be dead, but also seemed not to be completely dead.

His remaining consciousness still tries to drive, to create minions, to plunder power, and to return from his eternal slumber.

This appears to be one of the reasons for the 'frequent deaths in Rock City' mentioned by the system.

But this may not be the whole truth.

Because Nell's older brothers and sisters obviously did not die because of these monsters.

The person manipulating everything behind the scenes may not necessarily be a devout believer who wants to resurrect a god.

He Ao had a premonition that the source of all this darkness might not be the evil god.

The human heart can sometimes be more terrifying than evil gods.

"Brother, shall we go any further in?"

Jon followed Heo somewhat shakily.

At first, he was so scared that he couldn't move, but he didn't expect He Ao to kill one small monster with one sword. He killed them one by one and eventually broke through them. He suddenly felt like he was back to normal, although he was still a little scared.

"It should have reached the bottom by now."

He Ao severed the last claw with a single sword strike, and a faint red light entered the blade. At this moment, the two swords were no longer as ordinary as before. A faint red light, carrying a fierce aura, wrapped around the blades, making them appear sharp and menacing.

By this time, they had reached the end of the alley, where a few shadows seemed to be huddled in a corner.

He Ao turned on the flashlight on his wristband and shone it ahead. In a corner not far in front of him, several unconscious figures were curled up.

He walked over and examined it carefully.

There were about a dozen men and women among them, all huddled up with furrowed brows, seemingly lost in some kind of nightmare.

Beside them were a pile of various old items.

Most of the items had been cut open, revealing their dark interiors, but the red glow had faded. Only a few items remained, piled intact in a corner.

"Why did they arrest these people?"

Seeing that there were no more monster attacks, Yorn mustered his courage and approached the sleeping figures. "Hey, wake up."

He Ao stared at the dissected items on the ground. One item had just been slightly cut open with a sharp instrument and was not yet fully opened. It seemed that the person who dissected the item had left in a panic because of something.

However, He Ao did not encounter any henchmen wielding sharp weapons in his recent battle.

Just then, a dark figure rushed out of the darkness, holding a cold blade, and charged straight at Jon, who was squatting beside the unconscious people.

Chapter 359 The Flame in the Silence (Long Chapter, Please Subscribe and Add to Favorites)