Life Dungeon Game

The 'close-range discharge' ability that the man in the officer's uniform is exhibiting at this moment should also be derived from the 'miracle magic' that he solidified when he was in Class D. This magic should be some kind of dangerous magic that manipulates electric current.

However, he did not notice that Heo's left foot was placed under a block-shaped object at that moment.

At the very top of the pit, a purple mist floated, and long pipes extended into the thick mist, seemingly collecting it.

The man in the officer's uniform never expected He Ao to throw his weapon at him so directly. At such close range, he had no time to dodge and could only lean back.

At the same time, the sickle is retracted, and the handle is used to strike the flying axe.

The flying bone axe slammed into the thick wall of the core host room, sending up a spray of gravel.

As the alloy door that had smashed into him slowly slid down, a pure white bone axe cleaved towards his chest right in front of his eyes.

However, the moment he was stunned, he immediately shut down his protective electric field, and the feeling of being shocked disappeared.

Of course, as He's soul is gradually consumed by the dream and his body weakens, this gap will widen.

He stared at the man in the officer's uniform and marked him.

At this moment, He Ao, who had already dodged to the side, was clearly stunned, as if he really did not expect the man in the officer's uniform to dodge the axe so easily.

With a crisp sound, the bone axe, as white as jade, flew out to the right.

After dodging the attack, Heo got even closer to the axe.

For ranged attacks, he doesn't necessarily have to attack the thrown axe; he can dodge, thus maximizing the distance Heo has to travel to catch the axe.

The purple-glowing patterns that covered the entire pit trembled for a moment before collapsing abruptly.

His body lost control and suddenly leaned forward. In that instant, Heo suddenly raised his scythe, and the sharp blade flew diagonally upward, instantly piercing his throat.

Magic is always deception. No matter how miraculous a magic trick may seem, it is a deception created through props or methods; it is not a real miracle.

He Ao's mind raced. Although these were all guesses based on his own experience, he could still give them a try under these circumstances.

He looked at the man in the officer's uniform and slowly smiled.

Amidst the splattering blood, the last crucial energy reservoir in the officer's uniform man's throat was also destroyed.

scandium--

The officer in uniform hadn't expected victory to come so suddenly. He had thought it would be a tough battle between him and Heo, given Heo's impressive record of killing Wade, who wasn't much weaker than him.

At the very bottom of the pit, corpses were piled up like garbage, their blood forming a shallow pool.

However, his body was not as large as Allent's, and his energy gathering points were not as dispersed as Allent's, mostly concentrated in his chest and waist.

But his origin is still 'The Magician'.

In his dream, He Ao sat at the dining table, quietly stirring the noodles in his plate.

At this moment, the wall behind the mother was also gradually turning into nothingness.

The man in the officer's uniform was sent flying by the blow, and Heo followed closely behind, striking him twice more in the waist and abdomen with his axe.

Therefore, this is also a battle against time. He must defeat the officer in uniform before the gap between him and the officer in uniform widens to the point where he cannot resist.

The gene serum used on the man in the officer's uniform is nearly perfect.

At the same time, he jumped to the right.

Based on the information he previously obtained from the extraordinary item 'Fake Pages of the Book of Knowledge,' the magician's corresponding C-rank talent sequence has four parts, namely...

Talent Sequence 72: Stealth Mage, Talent Sequence 73: Trickster, Talent Sequence 74: Weapon Mage, Talent Sequence 75: Magic Warrior.

First, we can rule out the hidden mage. He Ao himself is a hidden mage, and he knows very well that a hidden mage cannot improve physical fitness to the same extent as a man in an officer's uniform.

There wasn't much mist in the pit; the mysterious person hadn't left much mist there.

This talent sequence appears to be somewhere between that of a mage and a warrior.

As for the man in the officer's uniform, although the gene serum gave him near-B-level overall strength, most of the increase was actually in his dream abilities, and it didn't significantly improve his physical attributes. He was only roughly on par with He Ao in his prime when he activated his super memory.

He didn't look at the body of the man in the officer's uniform, but stared intently at the glass curtain wall.

During his previous encounter with Wade, Heo discovered that in a relatively short period of time, the dream did not weaken his strength as much. Even though the dream created by the man in the officer's uniform was stronger than Wade's dream, the weakening speed was only slightly faster than the one Wade experienced the previous night.

Heo raised the axe and looked again at the man in the officer's uniform.

The electric arc on the sickle was weaker than the arc around the officer's body, but Heo still showed a brief stiffness in his movements during the process.

The man in the officer's uniform was taken aback.

The man in the officer's uniform tried to control the axe, but looking at the sharp blade, he gave up.

Just then, He Ao felt someone watching him.

At this moment, the man in the officer's uniform finally snapped out of his daze and raised his sickle, trying to force Heo away.

The massive alloy door suddenly flew up and crashed into the man in the officer's uniform.

He did not directly admit to He Ao's question, but instead released a smokescreen.

Based on the thoughts that flashed through the officer's mind after he uttered the word "magic warrior," he had roughly determined that the officer's talent sequence was indeed that of a magic warrior.

These condensates, like semi-finished products, will naturally gather on the magic circle on the wooden box for further processing, transforming into the ultimate goal of the ritual, 'energy,' which is mixed with the energy originally stored in the wooden box.

The power of the talent sequence is balanced; improving one aspect will inevitably lead to a weakness in another.

He Ao was promoted to a hidden mage, and his original miracle magic was greatly enhanced, so his physical attributes were not as improved.

At this moment, the man in the officer's uniform also realized that He Ao was trying to launch a ranged attack. He had to close the distance with He Ao. Although it would be more advantageous for him to prolong the time, the damaging power shown by the bone axe made him unsure whether he could withstand He Ao's ranged attack.

This mist is the final product of the magic array, a condensation of the 'cost,' and the core of the entire magic array's continuous operation. This magic array cannot directly draw blood and souls as its operating energy; it needs this condensation of the cost as its energy supply to function.

He thought he would have to wait until Heo was weak before he could win and kill him.

Similarly, the subsequent 'Trickster' and 'Artifact Mage' can also be ruled out. The names of talent sequences are generally related to actual abilities, and these two talent sequences do not seem to be combat-oriented talent sequences. Their physical attributes are unlikely to be much higher than those of the Stealth Mage.

The officer in uniform was secretly pleased. Although the electric arc could not completely affect He Ao's body, it could briefly affect He Ao's movements, just like it had just passed over He Ao's back.

Up!

He concentrated all his strength in his left foot and lifted it with all his might.

He won this battle after all.

As the man in the officer's uniform lunged at him, he threw the bone axe in his hand again.

The sharp blade pierced Heo's shoulder.

He Ao's skin was covered with blood that had seeped out from his stiffened body, and his cheeks were also covered with fine blood droplets, turning them an eerie crimson.

Judging from the clothing of these corpses, most of them, like those confined in mental hospitals, were homeless vagrants.

Most of the mist was collected and used, so in a very short time, the mist concentration in the pit was absorbed to below the minimum value required to maintain the operation of the entire magic array.

These magic circles are completely different from those created by Jess's father. They were created by the mysterious man after absorbing Jess's father's knowledge of magic circles.

His overall strength far surpasses that of He Ao, who has activated his super memory.

As blood splattered, the brilliance of the energy network within the officer's uniform quickly dimmed.

He swung his scythe again, aiming it at Heo.

The officer in uniform behind him also raised his sickle high.

He looked up at his mother sitting opposite him.

The gene serum created by the mysterious person did not come from a purely combat-related talent sequence. Regardless of whether 'Dream Weaver' is the real name of this talent sequence, its ability must be related to weaving 'dreams'.

A sinister smile curled at the corner of his mouth as he looked at He Ao, who was gripping the axe handle.

It was incorporated into the magic circle of the wooden box.

Then he spoke softly, "Magician?"

At this moment, He Ao had already deactivated his super memory, but he could still feel something cold passing by his side in the void.

The dim energy network suddenly collapsed.

Won.

But at this moment, the man in the officer's uniform had closed the distance between them, and the huge scythe was stabbing towards He's back.

This time, instead of knocking the axe blade away, he dodged directly and charged towards He Ao, who was unarmed.

The man in the officer's uniform remained rational, indicating he had been promoted to rank C through normal means. Therefore, his talent sequence must fall within one of these four talent sequences.

Finally, He Ao reached out and grasped the handle of the bone axe embedded in the wall.

Then he approached the glass curtain wall, raised the bone axe in his hand, and chopped down fiercely.

He Ao had been a magician before, and he knew very well that for any miracle magic trick to be solidified into a "miracle," the magician must first be able to perform it and "deceive" the audience.

Blood splattered in the air

The shimmering energy network dimmed instantly, and the man in the officer's uniform was once again sent flying, crashing into the glass curtain wall. He Ao, with his axe tucked into his belt, followed closely behind.

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Their bodies and souls were the raw materials used by the mysterious man to pay the 'price'.

Upon hearing this, the man in the officer's uniform paused, glanced at He Ao with some surprise, and then smiled. "It seems that you have acquired some unexpected 'occult knowledge' during this time. My abilities are indeed very similar to those of a magician, and you can also consider me a magician."

That is, this 'miracle magic' cannot cause real harm to the user during its performance.

A hand reached out from the void and firmly grasped the handle of the bone axe that was flying through the air.

With the sharp scythe blade less than three centimeters from the back of his neck, he swung the bone axe fiercely, destroying the last energy point in the officer's uniform man's chest with a single blow.

The magic circle engraved on the wooden box is closer to a complete ritual, with these condensed objects indicating the next steps to be taken.

He gripped the axe handle tightly. He did not deactivate his super memory. At this point, he could no longer perform the extreme operation of quickly turning it on and off to save time. As his body gradually weakened, any mistake could lead to a devastating end.

However, his superficial thinking had already revealed his first thought when he heard He's question: his D-level talent sequence was 'Magician'.

The sunlight, the dining room, this warm and familiar room, is being dispersed by the breeze like ashes burned to ashes.

The operation of retrieving the axe was entirely based on the precise calculations made by combining the incomplete combat model of the officer in uniform created by his super memory with his combat intuition.

It was a huge bowl-shaped pit, filled with countless streams of purple light, forming a massive magic circle.

These high-strength alloys are generally not insulating.

A flash of electricity instantly spread along the alloy door across his body, briefly stiffening his form.

Pulling out the axe handle also takes time, though only a moment.