Life Dungeon Game

Vincent eliminated the threat posed by the information Heo possessed at its root.

The city is as bad as expected.

Like a suffocating night, it presses down and makes it hard to breathe.

Heo, sword in hand, remained silent and continued to approach Vincent step by step.

"Actually, compared to those documents, little guy,"

Vincent put the cigar in his mouth and backed away step by step. He had retreated to the very edge of the rooftop. If he retreated any further, he would be nearly a hundred meters in the air.

Although Vincent appeared confident, he maintained a safe distance from Heo. When Heo approached the bench, he would get up and walk forward; when Heo moved forward, he would step back.

He maintained a position roughly at the limit for an average D-rank strength-type superhuman; most D-rank superhumans would be detected by him the moment they moved.

Now, he has the opportunity to escape using the power of some machinery.

Theoretically speaking, an ordinary person with no prior information, regardless of any special privileges they receive, can only maintain a strength level of D at most.

This is Vincent's confidence; he appears to be close to Heo, but the distance is actually carefully calculated, and he can escape at any time.

“I think you are the greater threat. You are stronger than your sister, more intelligent, and far more cunning. The damage you cause while you are alive is far greater than those documents.”

Vincent looked at He Ao and said, "So that 200,000 yuan wasn't for the storage chip you have, it was for your life."

Hyper memory, activate!

However, before he could finish speaking, the red sword light was already in front of him.

boom—

At the same time, right where He Ao had just stood, a violent explosion sent up pieces of debris.

He Ao had no idea there was a bomb under his feet, but given how ruthless this old man was in killing his own son, it was quite normal for him to have buried some dangerous items in his house.

Moreover, although this guy acted very naturally, his body kept circling around the spot where He Ao had just stood, without ever stepping into that area.

He Ao deliberately stood at that spot.

This is tantamount to handing a knife to Vincent, who harbors murderous intent and always wants to test it.

The explosion was instantaneous, but He Ao actually spotted the tiny detonator between Vincent's fingers. He rushed out the instant Vincent finished speaking and was about to detonate it.

scandium--

Amidst the scattered dust and smoke, the red sword light paused in mid-air.

It was a slender steel knife hidden in his sleeve, which Vincent blocked with his arm, deflecting the incoming sword light.

The two looked up and simultaneously saw a fleeting look of surprise in each other's eyes.

Vincent seemed not to have expected He Ao to have such great power. He had estimated He Ao to be a normal D-level, but He Ao's physical qualities were already far beyond that of a normal D-level. With the added boost from the hypermemory burst, he was approaching C-level.

What surprised He Ao was that Vincent's block did not rely on any mechanical power. Apart from the Adam-type mech, no small machine could block He Ao's sudden attack in his current state. Vincent relied on his own physical abilities!

But there has never been any intelligence indicating that Vincent was a superhuman; he was only described as a skilled mech pilot.

Despite his surprise, He Ao didn't stop. He gently twirled the other sword in his hand, making it spin halfway through the air before stopping. He changed his grip from a right hand to a left hand, and with a swift motion, slashed at Vincent's neck.

Vincent immediately waved his hand, and in the sleeve of his other hand, he also had a slender steel knife, which blocked Heo's fatal blow.

However, he did not linger in the fight. The moment he clashed with the short sword, he used the force to retreat, leaping backward and landing in the air.

He was already on the edge of the rooftop, and with this leap, he jumped directly over the rooftop garden, landing nearly a hundred meters in the air.

He Ao did not chase after him, but took two steps back.

His attack was twofold: first, to test Vincent's strength, and second, to see if he could eliminate the villain who killed Fifth Sister before the incident even began.

But it's very obvious

However, Vincent, this old fox, had a hidden trick up his sleeve; he himself is very likely a C-level superhuman.

He Ao took a deep breath, held his sword, and looked up at the night sky. Although he was a little surprised, it did not affect his plan. It was just a matter of killing sooner or later.

A surge of air swept over his clothes in an instant, and scorching flames brushed against the green leaves at the edge of the garden, burning them until they were slightly yellow.

A colossal, dark, and imposing machine slowly rose from the night sky, carrying two wild, massive swords on its back, with jet engines spewing raging flames from its waist.

This is a model that He Ao is familiar with.

Hell Apostle, a C-class mech produced to rival the Seraphs.

Heo once piloted the same model of mech in Kaya City and killed Yarid, the C-class God of Chaos's Chosen One.

Unexpectedly, he would have to face this mech alone so soon.

This appears to be Vincent's mech.

He frowned and gripped his twin swords tighter.

A single Hellbringer and a Class C superhuman are not enough to put pressure on him.

not enough.

Just then, he saw a flash of light in the distance, and three mechs were flying towards him.

These mechs remained stationary at a distance. If Vincent could easily deal with the enemy, he wouldn't come over; if he felt he couldn't handle it, he would call for reinforcements.

When faced with He's strength, Vincent was clearly unsure of himself.

“Little one, you are indeed very smart, but the first lesson I’m going to teach you is: don’t trust anyone.”

Vincent's laughter came from inside the mecha in front of He Ao.

Immediately afterwards, the mecha played a recording, the sound of which was rapid and indistinct:

"He's coming to the Ice Wolf Gang headquarters soon. His target is your boss. I have the exact time and address. Transfer the money to me first, then I'll tell you... No, you have to pay first... I can't renege on your debts, but you can renege on mine... Transfer the money first... Two hundred thousand, not a penny less, or there's no point in talking..."

He recognized the voice; it was Jon's voice.

“What a precious friendship,” Vincent laughed. “You have no idea how eager your ‘best friend’ is to betray you, or how desperate he is for money.”

As he spoke, he played the recording again.

In fact, Heo knew, because Heo was right next to Jon when he made the call, and Heo even guided Jon on how to say the lines.

Even the 200,000 was directly transferred to He Ao's newly opened cryptocurrency account.

He also knew that Vincent was telling him this to buy time, waiting for the supporting mechs to close in on the encirclement.

This was also part of He Ao's plan.

Four Class C mechs, even when hunting a rabbit, they use all their might.

Vincent continued playing the recording, seemingly eager to see in Howo the disbelief and hysteria of being betrayed by a friend.

To his disappointment, however, He Ao remained calm throughout the entire event, as if the matter didn't matter to him.

This was somewhat unbelievable to him.

At the same time, a sense of unease rose in his heart.

He Ao took two steps back. The remaining three mechs had arrived. They were all Hell Apostles, hovering in the air and surrounding He Ao.

Surrounding these powerful mechs were some D-class cybernetic bodies, and some...

There are nearly twenty D-class small mechs, and there may be some superhumans hidden among them.

Four C grades and twenty D grades.

It appears that the mining consortium has put all its assets to work.

"Where's the other mech?"

Vincent asked in an internal chat.

"Stolen."

A reply came through.

Vincent fell into a brief silence, seemingly unsure how to respond.

Mechs are huge; they're not like sausages that you can just shove and carry away. They're massive creatures that are tens of meters long.

However, he didn't ask any more questions; at this point, he prioritized dealing with He Ao.

He looked at Heo, raised the muzzle of his cannon, and everyone else followed suit, pointing their weapons at Heo.

He gripped his twin swords tightly.

At this moment, his strength is only at the D level, and even with his super memory, he can only barely approach the C level. However, he is facing a mecha that can truly fight against C-level opponents, as well as an old coin C-level superhuman who has been hiding his strength.

An unprecedentedly powerful sense of oppression gathered over He Ao.

Except when you need to rely on the help of good friends.

He hadn't encountered such an almost invincible scene in a long time; the despair that came from his very soul made him tremble.

An irrepressible sense of excitement filled every cell of his body, stemming both from himself and from his current 'martial artist' talent sequence.

Warriors live to die.

His plan succeeded.

The battle is about to break out.

But just then, a massive Hell Apostle mech descended from the sky.

A familiar voice came from inside the mech, "Neil, I'll cover your retreat, you run."

He Ao:

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Before He Ao could react, another group of people descended from the sky, driving small combat mechs bearing the emblem of a mining conglomerate's railcars.

These combat mechs were not arranged in a neat formation; at the head were several D-class mechs, followed by E-class and even F-class mechs.

The leading D-class mech was about ten meters tall. It landed in front of He Ao and threw him a machine about sixty or seventy centimeters wide, shaped like a bat with outstretched wings.

The machine has two circular air vents at the bottom, with belt-like structures extending from both sides.