Life Dungeon Game

“The ‘gift’ of the god you believe in,” Heo said, walking towards her step by step, “Although the ritual was disrupted, the power bestowed by the god will not disappear; it will naturally flow back to the key point of the ritual, that is…”

He paused, then said, "The person presiding over the ceremony."

The woman glanced at He Ao in horror. Twisted shadows surged from the cracks in her body, and her fair and delicate skin began to crack, revealing bright red flesh.

"no, do not want!"

She lay on the ground, her face contorted in pain.

The fragments of shadow falling from the ceiling finally found a place to escape, rushing madly toward her body.

The pristine white skirt was torn apart by the writhing of this enormous shadow, supporting an indescribable body that was a mixture of flesh and shadow.

The pain on the woman's face gradually turned into joyful delight, as if she had seen the most beautiful thing in the world.

He Ao, holding the Shadowless Sword, calmly watched all of this.

This is the power of the divine; it can distort people's perceptions, turning what is hated into what is loved, and what is painful into what is joyful.

The self that people think belongs to them actually no longer belongs to them.

Even if she were to twist into a monster and become something she used to despise, she would feel that it was all justified, that she herself was beautiful in this moment, and that the human form was ugly.

Shadows burst through the woman's body, lifting her into the air. These shadows, emanating from illusion, coalesced into reality, taking on a semi-transparent shape.

He leaped into the air and charged directly at the twisted monster. He had no interest in waiting for this newborn monster, which had incorporated divine power, to be fully born.

The woman lowered her head, her face twisted with joy, and stared at Heo. "The will of the gods cannot be defied. You must die!"

The translucent, shadowy limbs were raised.

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At this moment, He Ao's true form entered a nearby hotel that he had already booked, swiped his card to open the hotel room door, and stood in front of the window of this room, where he could just see the club located at 72 Oak Avenue.

He glanced at the scene outside the window, locked the door, sat on the hotel sofa, and closed his eyes.

His main consciousness descended upon his clone.

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The clone that leaped into the air instantly activated its super memory, adding immense power to the body whose physical attributes were already as high as 570, raising the overall physical attributes to over 1000.

This was the first time Heo had used his super memory to fight in the main world after his super memory advancement, although he wasn't using his original body.

At the same time, the divine consciousness also descended upon the clone along with the main consciousness.

The flying, semi-illusory shadow tentacles swept through the void, lashing out at Heo with terrifying speed.

The Shadowless Sword collided with the limb, but passed directly through the shadows.

He Ao immediately turned to the side, using the conservation of angular momentum to twist his body in mid-air, the tip of the tentacle...

A howling gust of wind swept past his cheek, shattering the already partially collapsed wall behind him.

Such force could instantly turn an ordinary person into a pile of minced meat.

The shattered bricks fell, kicking up dust, and He Ao's body spun in the air before landing on the other side of the stage.

In terms of strength alone, this twisted monster is close to rank B.

Of course, she was still much weaker than the B-rank characters He Ao had encountered in the dungeon world, and had not crossed the B-rank threshold.

He Ao used his divine sense to take a look at the woman's body.

A green, glowing power surged through the woman's body, mixed with some purple light.

The green glow likely comes from the power of the 'mysterious shadow' the woman spoke of, while the purple light is probably her own extraordinary power.

Pulled by the purple light, the soul attached to the woman barely remained stable, allowing her to control these twisted and insane forces.

Of course, these forces also corrupted her soul and distorted her perception.

Just as He Ao witnessed all of this, the flying, illusory tentacles attacked once more.

In the eyes of divine consciousness, these tentacles were mostly composed of splashing green power. They were not actual entities, but rather the observable forms revealed by the distortion of reality by divine power.

Therefore, they can alternate between the real and the virtual, making it impossible for He to attack them, but they can still attack He.

Each of these tentacles has a separate energy core. In fact, the twisted woman in front of us does not have a single main energy core where all energies converge. The energy convergence point in her body is composed of several energy core groups.

This was the first time He Ao had ever seen such a 'superhuman,' but after witnessing monsters like the Fountain of Youth's minions who could hide their energy cores, He Ao was already somewhat prepared for this kind of 'mutation.'

He speculated that after reaching the Angel level, and even some B-level beings, they would, in some sense, 'recognize' the existence of the energy core as a 'fatal flaw,' and their physical structure would undergo some kind of change, making them less easy to kill.

The monsters created by the extension of their power will also continue some of their protective measures.

This state of having multiple energy cores may originate from that 'mysterious shadow'.

In the extraordinary systems of this world, there is no ability that is completely invincible.

To kill the monster in front of you by destroying its energy core, you might need to destroy most of its energy core.

However, the opponent's weakness is not just the energy core.

While Heo was pondering, several illusory tentacles flew toward him one after another.

He Ao faced the flying phantom tentacles head-on, dodging them several times before raising his sword again to slash at one of them.

His sword once again pierced through the illusory shadows.

“You’re making the same mistake twice,” the woman in the sky scoffed. “How stupid.”

Because of He Ao's mistake, one of the illusory tentacles approached his back. He Ao turned to the side and blocked the attacking tentacle with his sword, but he was still sent flying into the air.

Get out.

The direction he knocked her away was exactly where the woman's body was located.

His goal was to take advantage of this momentum in the air.

His figure passed through the oncoming tentacles like a flash of light, and the invisible sword suddenly pierced the woman's heart.

Purple and green blood flowed along the blade.

"You're still stupid. You can't kill me like that."

The woman spoke again, and clusters of tentacles surged up behind He Ao, the surging power tearing the entire ceiling to pieces. "I will offer you to the gods."

"is it?"

He Ao chuckled softly.

At such close range, he could clearly see the woman's distorted face.

Mental interference!

A powerful soul impact struck the woman's soul in an instant.

The purple energy that had been barely maintaining the stability of her soul was shattered in an instant. Then, the out-of-control illusory soul was torn apart by the massive green energy like scraps of paper. Endless shadows surged from the woman's body and scattered in all directions.

The tentacles that were originally surging towards He Ao shattered in that instant. He Ao drew his Shadowless Sword, leaped backward, and landed steadily on the stage.

While mental interference can be used over long distances, the greater the distance, the greater the attrition.

Pieces of shadow, blurring between reality and illusion, fell from the sky like drifting leaves.

The woman's body also fell from the sky and crashed onto the stage.

She opened her eyes wide, gazed at He Ao, and finally gave a genuine, peaceful smile before closing her eyes.

I don't know when her perception was altered, or whether she eventually found her true self.

He Ao stood before the woman's corpse and looked up at the sky.

The area near the stage in the entire room had already been shattered by the woman's tentacles, revealing the pitch-black night sky.

In the depths of the night sky, a huge shadow loomed in the distance, its head bowed as if it were manipulating something.

As the surrounding shadows dissipated, the enormous shadow gradually disappeared into the starlight.

A mysterious shadow.

He Ao lowered his head and glanced at the surrounding night sky. At this moment, all that remained around him was ruins.

Deep within the surrounding dark buildings, several figures were rapidly approaching; the people of Moonlight were on their way.

He glanced back at the middle-aged man and his two subordinates who had remained at the scene.

The speeding train burst forth from the void, obscuring his body.

Then the roaring train once again disappeared into the pitch-black night, leaving only the empty ruins of the stage.

Not far away in the hotel, He Ao, whose main consciousness had returned to its original form, got up from the sofa, stood in front of the window, and watched everything.

Soon, several figures ran into the ruins. The leader was a man who looked exactly like a Tia. He had a broad face and gray hair, but he had an imposing presence.

The Moonlight Person.

He Ao's gaze did not linger on these people, but instead he raised his head and looked at a rooftop not far away, under the night sky.

There, a man was standing quietly.

He glanced at the ruins on the ground, then at the direction where the Verola had disappeared, before stepping back and vanishing into the night.

He Ao had seen information about that man before.

One of Dawn's leaders in the Tia Empire, and a direct subordinate of the 'Boss'.

The other party's current territory is being 'managed' by He Ao.

The power of super memory spread out, leaving a mark on the man who had disappeared into the night.

He Ao put away the room key and left the room.

If there's no whirlpool to pull these hidden fish out, then uncover something and create the center of the whirlpool yourself.

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"What just happened?"

Among the people in the moonlight, the gray-haired man walked towards the middle-aged man who had been standing on the battlefield.

“Rank B. That monster’s aura is already close to Lord Sloan’s. There is an even more terrifying being behind it that I cannot see.”

Two streams of blood slid down the middle-aged man's face; his body seemed to have reached its limit from watching something he shouldn't have been looking at.

"Who killed that monster?"