Life Dungeon Game

As the black longsword was blocked by the Shadowless Sword in front of his shoulder, a massive amount of energy gathered in He Ao's hands.

It's now!

He abruptly deflected Rhodes's longsword, the force of which was far greater than Rhodes had anticipated, causing him to lean back and lose his balance for a very short time. He spun around, trying to dissipate the force.

At that very moment, He Ao lowered his body, and the Shadowless Sword sliced ​​through the void.

boom--

The glass curtain wall, already riddled with cracks, could no longer withstand the combined presence of the two of them and shattered with a deafening roar.

Shila-

Blood, glowing with a pale green light, splattered onto the glass shards that fell like raindrops.

Rhodes staggered back two steps, looked down, and saw a long, narrow wound gushing blood covering most of his right calf.

He stood up, amidst the rain of glass shards that reflected light like falling stars, looked up at Rhodes, and smiled.

He raised his fingertip and flicked the blade of the Shadowless Sword. With a soft 'hum' sound, the blood on the blade was shaken off, and the sword returned to its shadowless and formless state.

"Are you ready?"

He looked up at Rhodes, who had regained his balance.

"Ready."

Rhodes raised his longsword.

The cold wind outside blew across their faces.

Amidst the clattering sound of shattered glass hitting the ground, swords clashed once more, and the ritual array beneath their feet shone with dazzling light.

Rhodes' movements were greatly affected by his leg injury. After several exchanges, Heo once again mobilized his energy to the limit, deflected Rhodes' longsword, and stabbed Rhodes in the heart.

Rhodes froze, stunned.

He Ao drew his Shadowless Sword, staggered back a few steps, and silently watched him.

This method of temporarily amplifying strength by maximizing energy is, after all, something He Ao came up with on the spot during the battle, and it has significant side effects, causing serious damage to the body.

Blood splattered from Rhodes' chest. Rhodes reached out and pressed his hand against his chest, then knelt on the ground, looking at Heo. "You're strong."

Then he gave a helpless smile, “Indeed, human strength has its limits.”

A huge, dark vortex appeared in the air behind him, and then a hideous, enormous triangular head emerged from the vortex. It opened its mouth, extended a bright red tongue, and swallowed Rhodes from the ground into its mouth.

"Hao Yi, your strength has earned my respect. You have one more chance to obey my lord."

Rhodes' aged voice emanated from the terrifying giant, whose form continued to extend from the vortex, its twisted and trembling murmurs echoing in Heo's ears.

That feeling of falling into an abyss rose again in He Ao's heart.

This is Rhodes' true form, the true form of a B-class superhuman subordinate to a god.

The monster's body resembled a giant serpent covered in jet-black scales. It coiled itself around the pointed tower, then raised its triangular head, with webbed scales on either side, and looked down from its vantage point.

Below, his cold, green vertical pupils stared at He Ao.

Heo did not answer Rhodes, but instead raised the Shadowless Sword again.

He tried to sense the Verola, and with the appearance of Rhodes' main body, the blockade of the surrounding space had disappeared.

This means that Rhodes has gathered all his forces to deal with Heo.

This also means that He Ao can now use some other props.

The building was not only sealed off in terms of space, but also blocked from the entry of other forces and life forms. Rhodes turned it into a completely closed ritual space, and the cost of destroying this ritual space directly from the outside would be very high.

Now that Rhodes has dismantled this space himself, Heo can use his power freely.

In fact, He Ao had long anticipated that the humanoid form Rhodes had just taken was not his true form, because that humanoid 'Rhodes' only had one energy core, which was different from Rose and the puppeteer He Ao had encountered before.

Only shadow lifeforms have a single energy core due to their unique physical structure, but clearly, Rhodes in his complete form doesn't need to worry about this issue.

He looked up at the enormous thing that occupied the entire rooftop.

Under the vision of his divine sense, the dense array of energy cores made him somewhat dizzy.

The good news is that the giant snake's movements are somewhat hindered, proving that the damage Heo inflicted on the humanoid Rhodes will also affect Rhodes's true form.

Clearly, after Heo entered the building, Rhodes had a basic assessment of Heo's strength. He felt that Heo could be dealt with using only his human form, so he used his true form to seal off the space and prevent Heo from using the power of the Verola.

However, it turned out that his judgment was slightly off.

The radiance of the ritual array beneath their feet grew ever brighter, and time was running out for He Ao.

For Rhodes, victory was his only goal, regardless of the method used, as long as the ritual was completed successfully.

He Ao's goal was also to destroy this ritual array.

So instead of attacking the enormous serpent, he raised his sword and thrust it at the ritual array beneath his feet.

In that instant, he realized something and darted to the side.

A flash of black light streaked past He Ao's side, disappearing into the dark night sky and piercing through another building not far away.

He Ao raised his head and looked at the snake's head with its huge mouth wide open.

Immediately afterwards, a huge snake tail flew from behind and slapped towards the direction where He Ao was standing.

He leaped away, dodging the flying snake tail, but at the same time, the wound on his back was torn open further by the violent movement, and blood splattered out.

Intense pain assaulted Heo's mind.

At that moment, the open snake head locked onto He Ao in mid-air, and black light gathered in its mouth.

woo-

The roaring whistle ripped open the space, and the speeding Verola burst out of the void. He reached out and grabbed the door of the Verola, his arm muscles bulging, and with a sudden burst of strength, he threw himself into the speeding train.

The next second, a burst of black light followed, striking the Verola's seemingly futuristic-looking vehicle.

The surrounding space rippled violently, and the entire train trembled due to the powerful attack.

However, the attack did not continue to hit the Verola. Soon, the train entered the void, and the black light once again pierced the night sky, creating another hole in the building behind it.

"Troublesome stuff."

The giant snake opened its massive jaws and looked around.

This is why he wanted to use his physical body to create a special ritual site with the help of the gods and seal off the surrounding space. The Verola, a spatial artifact, was too mobile, and once it was released, he would hardly be able to kill Heo.

However, as Heo's power was revealed, his strategic goal changed from killing Heo once and for all to ensuring the ritual proceeded as planned. He believed that as long as the gods descended, all problems would cease to be problems.

As the Verola entered space, an eerie silence fell once again.

The giant snake looked around but couldn't find any trace of the Verola.

It looked as if Heo had given up the attack and fled.

But in the instant the giant serpent relaxed its guard, the ancient train appeared behind the serpent's head, and He Ao leaped directly onto the serpent's head, piercing its skull with a sword.

As the energy core beneath the skull shattered, the giant serpent hissed violently, shaking its head wildly in an attempt to throw Heo off.

At this moment, the Verola in the sky has not disappeared.

Landslide and tsunami!

Select target, ritual circle!

The howling wind brushed past He'ao's ears, and the trembling of the earth echoed throughout the world.

Later, at the beginning of the month, I'll ask for some votes.

Chapter 523 The Final Ritual and the Descent of the Gods (Two-in-One Super Long Chapter, Requesting)

"Do not come near me!"

The bewildered boy suddenly woke up from his dream.

He turned on the light, sat up in bed, and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Ever since he encountered that monster that morning, a terrifying shadow had been looming over him.

Although he was taken to the military police after encountering the monster.

However, the female military police officer who received him told him that he was hallucinating and that what attacked him was not a humanoid monster, but a vicious fugitive.

She reassured him that everything was normal and nothing had happened.

The military policeman's words had a magical power that made him naturally believe them.

Then he went to school and came home in a daze.

But he always felt that something was wrong. During this period, the shadow that appeared in his dreams every day kept him in a twisted state of fear.

Especially today, this fear has reached its limit.

Just now, he dreamed that a shadow entered his house and stood behind him.

These dreams made him feel that the world might not be as simple as he had always known, and that the monster this morning might not be a fugitive or a hallucination, but a real monster.

He rubbed his eyes, sat up in bed, and walked to the living room.

He felt that his movements were difficult, perhaps because he was still sleepy, and every step he took was very strenuous.

At the same time, he recalled the scene from this morning.

If that really was a monster, then the strangely shaped 'sword' that saved them wasn't an illusion?

The sword light, as sharp as thunder, was like that of a legendary god.

The boy picked up the water glass on the table and walked towards the water dispenser.

During this process, he passed by the full-length mirror in the living room.

Just as he walked past the full-length mirror, he suddenly stopped, took a half step back, and looked at the mirror.

In the mirror against the wall, a short boy holding a water glass stood quietly in front of the mirror, turning his head to look at the mirror.

Behind him, a shadow of similar size was pressed tightly against him. As he turned to look in the mirror, the shadow also turned to look at the mirror.

Or rather, gazing at himself in the mirror.