Life Dungeon Game

A terrifying sense of oppression instantly filled every inch of the hall.

The Shadow Slayer is not weak; with the power of the corrupted monster, he has far surpassed the C-level limit.

That attack just now actually had a lot of luck involved.

Even as the Shadow Cutter was speaking, He Ao noticed that the Shadow Cutter's gaze occasionally drifted to the left, leading him to conclude that there was likely something important on the left.

Then he activated his super memory and performed countless simulations, finally determining the most likely course of action for this Shadow Man.

Because he 'predicted' the Shadowbreaker's movements in advance and covered his cane and butterfly knife with his divine sense beforehand, he made no mistakes during the entire battle, which is why he was able to deliver such a perfect blow.

The energy gathering points on the Shadow Man are not just one, but they are not the distributed network structure that He Ao had seen before, but a 'master-slave structure'.

It consists of a core energy gathering point and multiple secondary energy gathering points.

The Shadow Man has a total of seven secondary energy gathering points. Analyzing the energy flow within his body, as long as there are enough secondary energy gathering points, even if the core energy gathering point is destroyed, the body's energy can still be maintained.

Therefore, to kill him, at least most of the secondary energy gathering points and the core energy gathering point must be destroyed.

The forearm that He Ao just severed and the teeth that were shattered were actually each a secondary energy gathering point of the Shadow Man.

That attack destroyed two of his secondary energy gathering points.

However, as the Shadow Man gradually stood up, in the vision of divine sense, the destroyed secondary energy gathering point in the Shadow Man's body was slowly 'reconstructing' at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This energy structure seems to give Caiying's body's energy circuits an extremely strong recovery ability, which also means that He Ao's time is running out.

He Ao gripped his spear, gazing ahead.

The next second, a phantom appeared in front of him.

The arm formed by the gathered tentacles of the Shadow Slayer was raised high, its tentacles writhing and twisting, converging into a giant pair of fleshy scissors, aimed at He Ao's neck.

He Ao raised his spear, his divine sense covering the spear shaft. He took a half step back, then suddenly pressed down, the spear shaft striking the flesh shears. He gathered all his strength together and pushed hard, stopping the Shadow Slayer's attack.

Then, with a flick of his wrist, he spun the gun and thrust it along the scissors toward the shadow cutter's neck.

In that instant, a chill suddenly crept up his spine. On a whim, he abruptly pulled back his spear and took a few steps back.

A pair of illusory scissors sliced ​​across the spot where He Ao had just stood.

"Old man, you've found out?"

The Shadow Slayer suddenly stepped forward, wielding his flesh-and-blood scissors to cut at his neck.

He looked up at the shadow cutter's back. On the back of this human who had merged with the monster was a huge, twisted shadow that seemed to be pieced together from countless shadows.

At this moment, the shadow also held a giant, illusory pair of scissors, which it kept swinging at He Ao.

With each scissor movement, He Ao could feel a shiver run through his very soul.

These scissors can wound the soul.

"Is this your innate talent sequence ability?"

As He Ao dodged a shadow scissors attack, he swung his spear to block the ensuing flesh scissors. He crouched down, gathered his strength, and thrust forward with a lunge, forcing the shadow cutter back.

At the same time, he glanced at the shadow stitched together behind the figure.

Having fought so many monsters, the shadow on the Shadowman was the best stitched-together he had ever seen.

"Talent Sequence 107: Sewing Master"

The Shadow Man grinned, and while He Ao was distracted by his words, he raised his hand, and several bone needles suddenly flew out from his palm.

He leaned back and performed a quick backflip to dodge the bone needles.

The sharp bone needle shattered the French window not far from him, and a howling cold wind rushed in through the hole.

The Shadow Man attacked He Ao almost without hesitation.

He spun around to dodge the shadowy scissors that came flying from the air, then raised his spear and thrust it downwards like a bull's tail, aiming for the shadow cutter's side.

The Shadow Slayer quickly raised his other hand, and flesh gushed from his arm, forming new scissors that blocked He Ao's stab.

Even with the Flesh and Blood Scissors to extend his attack range, He Ao, wielding a long spear, still has a slightly longer attack range than the Shadow Slayer.

The spacious hall environment was perfect for showcasing long weapons.

He Ao lunged forward, gathering all his strength in his arms, and swung the gun upward, slicing open the shadow cutter's calf.

At that moment, the flesh-and-blood scissors that the Shadow Slayer had been using touched He Ao's waist. The sharp bone blade instantly sprang out of the scissors, slicing open the white shirt and tearing the skin on his waist, leaving a wound from which blood seeped along the bone blade.

Immediately afterwards, the other blade of the scissors closed, ready to cut open He Ao's body.

He Ao kicked backward, dodging the attack.

The person who cut the shadow also took a half step back.

The two briefly separated.

Both He Ao's waist and the Shadow Chaser's leg were deeply injured, but He Ao's attack had destroyed a secondary energy gathering point on the Shadow Chaser's leg.

"Old man, your steps are weak, your physical strength is unreal and superficial. Each attack has a brief burst of power, which must be due to some kind of peculiar bursting technique. You can burst for a moment, but can you keep bursting for a long time?"

The Shadow Slayer stared at He Ao, raised the flesh-and-blood scissors in his hands, glanced at the ceiling above He Ao's head, and said, "You're not far from death."

“I’m already halfway to the grave,” Heo said, raising his spear and looking at him. “But clearly, you’re ahead of me in line.”

Without hesitation, he thrust out his spear.

He was incredibly fast; the tip of his spear danced like a blooming lotus.

The Shadow Slayer had no choice but to sidestep and parry, while simultaneously manipulating the shadow scissors behind him to stab at Heo's soul.

He Ao had no choice but to dodge, and as he dodged, the Shadow Slayer's two flesh-and-blood scissors recovered from their suppression.

He suddenly extended a pair of scissors, attempting to clamp the gun barrel of He Ao's gun. At the same time, he turned his body to the side and forward, suddenly unleashing a force far exceeding what he had just used, raising another pair of scissors and stabbing it towards He Ao's heart.

This move

The speed was too fast, and He Ao didn't have time to dodge completely. He could only turn to the side, and at the same time, one hand slid to the bottom of the gun.

puff--

The sharp scissors pierced He Ao's left shoulder.

Just then, He Ao suddenly twisted the hand holding the bottom of the spear, and the long spear instantly turned into a short spear. At such close range, the Shadow Chaser had no time to dodge. He Ao directly raised the short spear and thrust it into the Shadow Chaser's stomach, then slid it across, cutting a huge gash.

The Shadow Man froze. Before he could even rejoice at having struck He Ao, he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen.

He jerked back, preventing Heo's spear from going any further upward.

At the same time, He Ao spun the gun again, turning the short gun into a long gun, and thrust it toward the throat of the Shadow Man.

He felt a sharp pain from the wound on his shoulder, but his expression remained unchanged.

That attack to the abdomen just now destroyed the Shadow Slayer's fourth secondary energy gathering point.

The energy circuits within his body are already somewhat unstable.

"You crazy person."

The shadow cutter blocked He Ao's gunshot and retreated sharply again, widening the distance between himself and He Ao.

He now understood that He Ao's method of compensating for weak combat power and short duration was to exchange injuries for injuries.

If this continues, he'll definitely be killed here by this old bastard.

He looked up at the ceiling, and without hesitation reached out, sending out several bone needles that shattered the ceiling's key structure.

In an instant, the entire ceiling collapsed.

He Ao was completely unprepared for this turn of events. He suddenly raised his gun, the tip pointing upwards, and smashed the section of ceiling that was falling towards him.

In that instant, several bone needles pierced through the falling ceiling and struck his waist and legs.

Blood splattered.

He paused, as if all his strength had vanished in an instant, and leaned forward, barely managing to support himself with the gun.

At the same time, a peculiar attraction came from above his head.

He looked up and saw a huge painting revealed where the ceiling had previously covered the space.

The painting was composed of countless twisted lines, as if it were depicting random ripples or some kind of winding hills.

In that instant, countless chaotic murmurs exploded in He Ao's mind.

An immense force seemed to grip his soul, trying to pull it from his body.

"Old man, there are some things you shouldn't see, you know?"

With a smile on his lips, the scissor-wielding figure walked up to He Ao from behind, saying, "Do you feel like your brain is filled with chaotic sounds and your body can't move? You can't use any of your tricks right now."

He raised the scissors, approaching Heo step by step. "Before you're completely torn apart into a monster by the corruption, I'll send you on your final journey. Don't worry, it'll be quick, it won't hurt. At most, I'll cut your body into tattered pieces, just like your dead son..."

The next second, the sharp blade pierced his heart and emerged from his back, the hard barrel of the gun penetrating his body.

Back carbine!

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Chapter 684 Talent Sequence 200: The Orator (Long Chapter, Requesting Monthly Tickets)

He Ao, holding the gun barrel, slowly stood up and looked at the shadow figure behind him who had been pierced by the spear.

The Shadow Man stared wide-eyed at him, his face filled with disbelief.

His surprise froze on his face, as if he had lost his life.

At that very moment, He Ao suddenly shifted his body to the side.

call out--

The slender bone needles grazed his cheek and pierced a small door not far behind him, sending up a burst of brilliant sparks.

"You...how...?"

The shadow cutter's stiff lips moved up and down, as if trying to figure out how He Ao discovered his 'feigned death,' or perhaps wanting to ask He Ao why he was unaffected by that polluted babbling.

However, he ultimately did not ask the question, because Heo had already walked up to him.

His gaze was fixed on the old man's calm eyes, those deep pupils holding a tranquility like the calm before a volcanic eruption.

He Ao reached out and grabbed the handle of the spear in front of the Shadow Man, and pulled out the spear. At the same time, he reached out and pinched the Shadow Man's chin, turning his face towards the top of his head.