Life Dungeon Game

Is there anything you'd like to learn more about?

The beautiful woman asked softly.

Her eyes moved from behind Heo to towards Heo, as if she were locating him by sound.

The two tacitly dismissed the silent power struggle that had just taken place.

“I think…” He Ao reached out and touched the hilt of the sword at his waist, pondering, “Are there any books about the death of gods?”

"Great beings rarely find themselves in dire straits; their most dangerous moments are often when they are sealed away by other great beings. They are extremely difficult to kill."

The beautiful woman said slowly, "But we happen to have a book here about the death of great beings. I wonder if that's what you're looking for."

She gently waved her hand, and the first book on the bookshelf slowly popped out.

He Ao looked at the book's title, "The Origin of the Great Storm."

"Is the great storm related to the god of death?"

While simulating his best escape route in his mind in the event of the opponent's sudden attack, He Ao reached out and picked up the book.

With his current strength, he can handle C-rank opponents, and with the added boosts of his divine sense and super memory, he can even try to challenge newly promoted B-rank opponents. However, he has absolutely no confidence against such powerful veteran B-rank opponents.

"To be precise, it is related to the war with the great beings."

The woman seemed very friendly and patiently answered all of He's questions.

The great storm blocked all the original Federation's sea routes, causing the sea to be shrouded in violent storms for hundreds of years, completely severing the connection between the current Federation and other regions of the original Federation.

Even with the Federation's current technology, it is impossible to break through the Storm Sea and visit those lost lands.

Some people believe that the First District still exists and that its technology is developing faster than that of the current Federation, so it will soon be able to break through the Storm Sea and reconnect with the current Federation.

Others suspect that the other regions of the original Federation may have been destroyed in the storm, and only the Second Region, which is the current Federation, survived for some reason.

People with differing opinions argued endlessly, while the federal government simply watched in silence.

However, as time went by, fewer and fewer people cared about the former Federation.

He opened the book; the paper was unusually soft and skin-friendly, and it looked like some kind of specially processed sheepskin.

The book begins without any preamble, jumping straight into the history.

The book is quite thick, but its contents are not many, and the text is written in an ancient script full of historical significance. He Ao had seen this script before when he obtained the [Collector's] secret medicine formula.

Although he couldn't understand the characters at all, he could naturally grasp their meaning.

"This is Denis script, created by an ancient 'angel' who observed a great being. This script can record the mysterious and has a natural ritualistic effect. Even those who don't recognize it can read it."

"Knowing it means you can instantly understand its meaning."

The beautiful woman sitting in the wheelchair beside him seemed to sense He Ao's doubts and slowly explained.

It has a natural ritual effect. I wonder if it can replace ritual arrays. Perhaps one day I will only need to shout in Denis to communicate with my good friends and truly be available whenever I call.

However, my good friend seems to be getting more and more irritable.

Putting aside his distracting thoughts, He Ao continued reading the book in his hand.

The book's content is simple: it tells the story of something indescribable that fell onto this planet between approximately nine and ten years into the original Federation era.

Great beings, residing beyond time and space, descended upon this place, creating a massive divine war.

Twisted and painful cries echoed in He Ao's mind. As he read deeper, he felt as if he were personally present on the battlefield of the gods, watching those great beings from beyond time and space fight each other.

He could not perceive the presence of those great beings, but the aftershocks of the battle transformed into a twisted and chaotic mental force that invaded his mind.

In that instant, his brain went blank, as if he had lost control of his body.

Two lines of bright red tears of blood flowed down his face.

This should be the perfect opportunity for a sneak attack.

He Ao remained still and waited quietly for a while.

But nothing happened.

The beautiful woman remained calmly seated in her wheelchair, seemingly oblivious to everything.

You figured it out?

Or perhaps he genuinely doesn't want to take action? Is he truly a good person?

He Ao regained his composure and continued flipping through the book in his hands. He felt a vague sense of unease, but he couldn't pinpoint the source of it.

The book does not describe the specific process of the war of the gods in detail, but only says that it was a war in which only great beings participated, and that the war ended with the death of the God of War and another unknown great being.

The unspeakable thing that the great beings were fighting over seemed to be extremely important to the God of War, who was the most eager to obtain it.

According to the records, the goddess of beauty, the god of order, the god of death, and the eternal light besieged the god of war. After the god of war died, these four great beings were also wounded and left.

After the war ended, the unspeakable thing disappeared without a trace.

He Ao carefully read through the contents of the book and discovered something interesting. The book said that the purpose of the war of the gods was to seize something, but in fact, the war of the gods ended after the gods of war and another unknown god were killed.

The remaining gods did not continue the war to fight for that thing; they simply left, seemingly not caring about it at all.

Either the object simply disappeared after the God of War was killed, and all the gods ultimately failed to achieve their goal.

Either this is a scheme specifically targeting the God of War, with the God of War being the target from the very beginning.

Or perhaps both.

He Ao refocused and continued reading.

The latter half of the book analyzes the impact and consequences of this divine war, which disrupted spacetime and caused a great storm that lasted for hundreds of years due to the residual power of the great beings.

However, the book does not mention whether the great storm destroyed other regions, or why the second region remained unscathed in the great storm formed by the power of the gods.

In the last section, it

It describes the whereabouts of the God of War.

After the God of War died, his body fell into the distorted spacetime near the planet.

Under the influence of the God of War's corpse, a new place with rules different from the normal world was born in that space-time.

That place is called the Invitel Canyon, which means "the land of reversal".

And then the book ends abruptly there.

He Ao always felt that there was a sequel to this book, but unfortunately the one he was holding did not.

After finishing the book, He Ao felt his head buzzing. He felt whispers coming from the bookshelves, the ceiling, the floor, the overhead light, and everywhere else in the world.

These whispers were sometimes rational, sometimes gentle, sometimes alluring, and sometimes chaotic. They were like tiny ants crawling up He Ao's soul, tearing at it bit by bit.

At the same time, a surge of rage from the 'warrior' welled up inside him, making him frantically want to tear everything apart.

Just then, a slightly cold hand grabbed He Ao's wrist.

He Ao's body stiffened, but he did not make any movement.

A cool, refreshing sensation, like a mint candy going down his throat, flowed from the hand that was gripping his wrist, calming He Ao's volatile emotions and soothing his chaotic soul.

He felt as if he had suddenly moved from a chaotic market to a quiet music room, and the whole world had become silent.

Although these emotions and pollution didn't really affect him, he still lowered his head and whispered, "Thank you."

“It’s alright,” the woman said softly. “Your body can’t handle the contamination from the next book.”

"it is good."

He Ao glanced at her, nodded slightly, closed the book in his hand, and looked at the author's signature.

Historian.

Actually, he had some doubts from the beginning. This book was a record of a war between gods. According to the book, this war was a war in which the gods themselves took to the field and only the gods participated. However, the author recorded it as if he was there watching the war.

He looked at the woman in front of him and asked softly, "Is this author a historian?"

The woman shook her head and said softly, "Talent Sequence 157: Historian, Grade B. Historians can 'see' history after paying a certain price."

The ability to rewind even battles between gods seems a bit outrageous.

After reaching Rank B, it seems that the abilities of superhumans become mysterious.

However, looking back at the war of gods, the price this historian paid was probably not low; he may have even paid the price himself.

Did they sacrifice their lives in search of historical truth?

He Ao put the book back on the shelf, shook his head slightly, and thought that perhaps the historian was still alive and well somewhere.

"It's almost dawn, let me see you out."

"The beautiful woman beside me said softly."

This is tantamount to asking you to leave.

This was, after all, a B-level big shot. He Ao had always been a kind, understanding, and law-abiding person. He nodded slightly and said, "Okay."

The beautiful woman turned her electric wheelchair, and the two walked forward side by side. He Ao glanced at the surrounding bookshelves and casually asked, "Do the old foreman and his family come here often?"

This question asks about the relationship between the beautiful woman, the old foreman, and the miners' mutual aid association.

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The foreman didn't find this place.

The beautiful woman maintained her cool and aloof voice as she answered softly.

The answer only mentioned the old foreman, not anyone else.

Either other members of the miners' mutual aid society had discovered the underground library, or the beautiful woman had only ever been in contact with the old foreman.

However, the beautiful woman's answer also served to reassure He Ao that she knew the old foreman.

He Ao didn't say much, and the two of them walked to the stairs.

Just as He Ao was about to ask the big shot in the wheelchair if he needed any help, he saw two pairs of wheels extending from the sides of the beautiful woman's wheelchair, which were embedded in tracks on the walls on both sides, thus supporting the wheelchair and moving it outwards along the tracks on the walls.

He looked back at the underground library, feeling that it held some kind of secret.

The situation in Rock City is becoming increasingly complicated.

He shook his head, went up the stairs, and left the passage.

The heavy altar sealed the entrance once again.