Life Dungeon Game

At this moment, his hand had wriggled into a jet-black claw, the sharpest point of the claw resembling a shadow that devours everything, heading straight for He Ao's neck.

He Ao raised his sword and blocked the attack.

In that instant, the distance between him and the shadowy figure closed to an extremely small amount.

He activated his super memory and placed a mark on the shadowy figure, attempting to perceive its thoughts.

However, what entered his mind was only a bloodthirsty killing intent, similar to an instinct.

The shadowy figure had lost most of its rationality and was only acting on instinct and a small amount of remaining thought in an attempt to avoid danger.

He Ao exerted force, sending the dark figure flying back.

The lack of reason meant that the shadowy figure was no longer communicable, and He Ao had no way to get any useful information directly from it.

However, the very absence of the element of rationality implies something.

He Ao could foresee that this 'official trip' would probably not go so smoothly.

The mystery surrounding this relic's arrival may be stronger than any previous one.

At that moment, the dark figure saw that He Ao had easily blocked his attack, and let out a low growl. The flesh and blood clinging to the undercoat began to writhe.

The dim streetlights outside cast a hazy glow on his body, as if he were being swallowed up by a bottomless abyss.

At the same time, his body began to become lighter and thinner, slowly levitating, floating in the air like a sheet of thin paper.

His body seemed to turn pure black, all light absorbed by him, merging with the night.

Standing at a distance, it was impossible to distinguish him from the darkness.

Sure enough, this guy can fly to some extent.

He Ao, holding the bone sword, confirmed his thoughts; flying in the air, he naturally wouldn't leave any traces on the ground.

At this moment, the dark figure had completely twisted into a paper-thin monster, which still retained a barely human-like form.

His 'head' also seemed to show his face, which had been 'flattened' by the camera, and a kind of devout yet manic smile was spreading across it.

Lines of limbs, like shadows, extended from his body, swaying gently in the air before retracting back together.

Deep, somber, and terrifying murmurs echoed in He's ears, seemingly urging him to return to the embrace of the night.

Alifia stood behind Heo and subconsciously took half a step back, watching the bizarre and grotesque scene of this man twisting into a monster.

She felt that a certain belief she had built up from birth until now shattered in that instant.

Just then, the monster's body suddenly curled up and disappeared into the dark night.

In that instant, in Alifia's perception, the monster vanished from the world.

Then, in the next second, her body suddenly tensed up.

She saw nothing and felt no wind, but the instincts she had developed through long-term martial arts practice flashed a deadly alarm in her mind, prompting her to crouch slightly and leap backward.

However, it was already too late.

A pitch-black, still-writhing 'curtain' suddenly descended in front of her, its face—half flesh, half shadow—so close to her.

That devout yet manic smile filled her vision.

At that moment, she suddenly felt that the night was humanity's eternal home, the hideous and terrifying monster before her was the perfect form, and those humans with four limbs who walked naturally were the twisted, rule-breaking monsters.

Her blood started boiling.

She is about to bloom into a bright red flower, becoming a sacrifice to the endless night.

Just then, a pure white light streaked upwards, cutting through the pitch-black night and cleaving the pure darkness, allowing the starlight to stream down through the crack.

As if all her strength had been drained, Alifia collapsed to the ground, blood with a pale green glow splattering on her cheeks.

The monster, now split in two, roared and tried to regroup towards Alifia. Heo calmly walked up to Alifia, the stars reflecting a cold, clear light on the bone sword.

He glanced down at Alifia, then turned and swung his sword. A pure white light streaked across the night sky, severing the dark shadow once again.

Countless twisted energies exploded within the fragments of the shadow, eventually falling to the ground and turning into crimson dust that emitted a nauseating odor.

He turned around and looked at Alifia's terrified face. The power of super memory briefly brushed over the girl's soul, soothing her emotions and checking if there were any residual mysterious powers clinging to her soul.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye. Finally, he withdrew his power and said calmly,

"This is the extraordinary world you've been seeking."

Then he sheathed his bone sword and disappeared into the depths of the night.

Alifia stared blankly at Heo's disappearing figure, his indescribable murmurs still seeming to echo in her mind.

Fear filled her heart, and she lowered her head, looking at her trembling hands.

The extraordinary world beyond the limits of humanity seems quite different from what she had imagined.

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Standing atop a tall building, He Ao gazed at the silent night sky.

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Moonlight spilled onto the city's scattered lights.

He heard the same babbling that Alifia had heard.

In fact, the fact that the shadowy figure ultimately chose to attack Aliphia was exactly what Heo had anticipated.

Although the shadowy figure had gained some improvement, he was still essentially a pseudo-C-level, and had no chance of winning against He Ao, who was a C-level martial arts practitioner. Therefore, he would prioritize completing his own 'mission'.

His 'mission' is most likely to be 'sacrifice'.

Find suitable offerings in the main world and then sacrifice them to the unspeakable beings.

The superhuman dog he killed fulfilled the conditions for a sacrifice, as did Alifia, who had honed her martial arts to the limits of mortals.

Based on He Ao's experience in the dungeon world, such sacrifices are often related to some kind of ritual.

Some things in the ruins are not staying still.

Moreover, praising the 'night' seems to be another existence he has never encountered before.

He left the rooftop and went down the stairs.

Just then, his phone vibrated, and he received a new message.

It was sent by Yang De.

Documents and information concerning the Republic of Rhodan.

Previously, the research institute did not pay much attention to the Republic of Ruodan, a small country in the west, and only had some basic information. This time, due to some suggestions from He Ao, Yang De used some intelligence resources to collect some more complete information and sent it over in its entirety.

Initially, the research institute believed that the data from the Republic of Rhodan was not very useful.

Because there are no powerful supernatural organizations in Ruodan, only some scattered supernatural individuals, the entire country is within Moonlight's sphere of influence.

The main threats to Heo's acquisition of the spacetime anchor point are the Moonlight of the Tia Empire and the World Tree of the Western Lands.

There are no local threats, so understanding local information is not very helpful.

However, just in case, Yang De initially collected detailed information for He Ao, which included current data on the Republic of Ruodan and the city of Elen.

He had already read those materials on the plane, and then he said he needed to learn about the kingdom's history, especially the information about the last king of Ruodan.

According to information from the Republic of Jodan, the last king of Jodan was a tyrant who oppressed the people and dissolved parliament domestically, and sold out national interests to obtain huge sums of money internationally.

Of course, this was not the factor that led to his downfall. The reason for his downfall was his attempt to break away from the Tia Empire and integrate into the trade circle of the Western Lands.

He was then overthrown by the opposition, which was supported by the Tia Empire, and the king was burned alive in the luxurious palace he had built at great expense.

But strangely enough, the vast amounts of gold, silver and other treasures that the king had plundered during his decades-long reign also disappeared in this 'fire'.

There are many speculations among the people of Ruodan about this. Some believe that the Tia Empire sent people to transport these things away, while others think that the opposition secretly seized them for themselves.

Of course, in addition to these valuables, the last king of Jhotan likely also had a large amount of foreign deposits.

In theory, this was just a simple change of regime, but the timing of it was quite interesting.

five years ago.

This was a very recent point in time, when the ruins had already been discovered.

After more than a decade, the main world now has a large number of extraordinary individuals.

The wealth plundered by the King of Ruodan was more than enough to support a supernatural organization of his own.

Therefore, it is possible that another extraordinary force is hidden in Ruodan.

He Ao shared his speculations with Yang De, who found He Ao's analysis reasonable. Yang De then used his intelligence network to gather more detailed information about the Ruodan Kingdom period and its last king for He Ao.

This refers to the information that Yang De had just sent him.

At the same time, Yang De sent him a new message.

Yang De: [Li Le has already contacted me, and we have roughly determined the scope of the traitors, but it is not convenient for us to send people over to Ruodan right now. We may need your help at that time.]

He Ao: [Okay.]

After chatting with Yang De for a few more minutes, He Ao opened the translator, found a bookstore nearby, and bought a dictionary that translates between Rudanese and Tiya.

Sometimes translators aren't very accurate, so it's best to learn some on your own.

It was already around 8 or 9 pm when He Ao bought the dictionary. He took a taxi back to the martial arts school and looked at the materials Yang De had sent him in the car.

When the taxi stopped, Heo's gaze fell on a group photo of the last king's family.

He stared at those pairs of brownish-red pupils, his eyes narrowing slightly.

He then put away his phone and got out of the car.

Having already experienced it once, he easily found the courtyard where the martial arts school was located.

This time, everything in the courtyard was normal; no one challenged the place, and there were no strange occurrences.

He Ao bid farewell to his disciples who were leaving with him, closed the courtyard gate, and returned to his room.

He carefully read through the materials Yang De had given him, then used his super memory to memorize most of a dictionary. It wasn't until one or two in the morning that he lay down on the bed, yawned, and closed his eyes.

He was a bit of a bed addict and didn't sleep well on his first night in an unfamiliar place.

The chirping of insects and the calls of birds could be heard outside the window.

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