Life Dungeon Game

"Wu Lan!"

Xia Ye, who was inside the car, immediately shouted.

The moment she spoke, Wu Lan had already pulled back to defend herself.

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He Ao saw the commotion coming from Wu Lan's direction.

"Don't get distracted during the battle."

In that instant, West's ferocious face appeared beside Heo, his sharp rapier piercing towards Heo's heart, while his broad, giant hand reached for Heo's head.

Then his movements froze, and he lowered his head to look in front of him.

The slender sword in He Ao's hand had pierced his chest without him even realizing it.

He Ao looked up at him and smiled, "During a battle, one cannot be divided."

Heart. "

This time, the energy gathering point within West's body did not move, indicating that such movement cannot be used casually.

Almost as soon as he spoke, Heo drew his sword and retreated, rolling away to increase the distance between himself and West.

But West's giant hand still grazed his left shoulder, tearing some flesh.

If that hand had moved forward a little more, or if he had retreated a little later, his entire shoulder might have been ruined.

He has a burst attack power of over 3,000, but his actual defense is still only C-level.

However, West's situation was much worse than his. Just now, Heo's sword had pierced through two of his energy gathering points, and three of his five energy gathering points were gone. At this moment, the energy network in his body was already somewhat overloaded and could collapse at any time.

He'll die if he destroys just one more energy gathering point.

Aren't you worried about your companions?

West clutched the wound on his chest, looking at Heo with some confusion.

As he spoke, Wu Lan turned around and blocked the Left Missionary's attack. With a sudden burst of strength, she sent the Left Missionary flying. At the same time, she raised her long whip and lashed it into the wound that the Left Missionary had just sustained from the collision with the Verola.

"I believe her."

He Ao gripped the slender sword, his face calm.

Wu Lan's talent sequence is 'Ascetic'. The ability of this talent sequence is very simple: the more serious the injury, the stronger the character becomes.

Blood-selling warrior.

Now is actually when Wu Lan's fighting power is at its strongest.

This is one of the reasons why Wu Lan dared to act as 'bait'.

"Is it."

West glanced at the Left Missionary who had been slapped away by Wu Lan. At this moment, most of the 'sacrifices' had been rescued and boarded the Verola, leaving only a few people, Wu Lan, and the Left Missionary outside.

Even the ritual magic circle was nearly destroyed because of his battle with He'ao.

He turned to look at He Ao and sighed softly, "You're very strong."

In that instant, his body vanished, but he didn't rush towards He Ao.

He frowned slightly and quickly chased after West in the direction he had rushed out.

But the next second, one of them was grabbed by West.

It was not Wu Lan, but a left-handed missionary.

He was knocked away by Wu Lan and landed in the direction of West, much closer to West than to He Ao. He was caught by West right next to the campfire.

"leader!!!"

The left-hand missionary looked at West with some excitement, "Quick, kill that bitch!"

West simply glanced at him calmly. "Are you willing to give everything for the great chaos?"

“Yes…” the Left Missionary responded instinctively, but then he seemed to realize something, staring wide-eyed at West, “No… Leader…”

"The great god of chaos will remember your contribution."

Without hesitation, West threw the Left-handed preacher into the fire.

He raised his hands high and roared, "Great God of Chaos, I offer you everything we have."

As West captured the Left Missionary, Wu Lan immediately used his long whip to tie up the remaining hostages. Gritting his teeth, and with blood gushing from his wounds, he pulled them all into the Verola at top speed.

At that moment, He Ao arrived and stabbed West in the back with his sword.

The roaring Verola plunged into the void.

Blood spurted from West's chest, but without hesitation, it splashed onto the blazing fire. He raised his hands high and roared in an almost inaudible voice, "The ordered universe is a miracle, all chaos points to its end!"

A vast and ancient being seemed to have traversed the boundless void, casting its gaze upon us.

The crimson magic circle suddenly lit up with a dazzling light, and surging power burst forth along with raging flames.

The flames, which had originally spread only in the very center of the hall, rapidly surged outwards.

He Ao immediately drew his sword and retreated.

The ceiling above shattered under the terrifying tremors, and countless broken bricks and stones, along with the raging flames, created a chaotic scene of utter destruction.

The followers of the chaotic church trembled as they tried to run towards the stairs, but were instantly engulfed by the burning flames and turned into nothingness.

The Verola emerged from the void and appeared behind Heo. Without hesitation, Heo jumped onto the Verola and sailed out of the area.

"what is that?"

Covered in blood, Wu Lan stared at the scene before her, a scene that seemed like the end of the world, her voice trembling slightly, "We failed?"

"No,"

He glanced at the people he had rescued behind him, then at the chaotic city below.

"His ritual is a dual ritual. He must first complete the small ritual sacrifice to obtain enough power before he can start the large sacrifice that covers the entire city and complete the sacrifice of the entire city. Although he sacrificed the Left Missionary and his subordinates, the offerings were not enough, and the ritual was incomplete. His injuries also prevented him from supporting the next sacrifice."

He Ao withdrew his gaze and looked at the collapsed top floor. "He must be gaining power for himself. What follows will probably be an even bloodier and more violent form of sacrifice."

For the God of Chaos, killing under certain conditions is also a form of sacrifice.

In the brief moment that He Ao was speaking, the magnificent top floor had completely collapsed, and a giant over twenty meters tall stood at the very center of the entire building. A terrifying aura emanated from him, causing the Verola, which was hovering in the surrounding air, to tremble.

"He seems to have gotten so much stronger. Can this sacrifice really grant him such power?"

Wu Lan trembled as she looked at the massive giant.

The oppressive aura emanating from West at this moment was far stronger than before.

"no,"

He Ao simply stared at West. West's physical attributes were probably around 3,000 before, but judging from the oppressive aura he exuded now, they might have reached 5,000. He pondered for a moment...

"He must have sacrificed himself as well, borrowing power from the God of Chaos. This power won't last long; he needs to keep killing to maintain his existence. If he doesn't kill enough, the God of Chaos will take everything away from him."

"Can this still happen?"

Wu Lan's eyes widened.

He looked at the enormous giant.

In fact, he had not expected West to be able to do this. Generally, this kind of 'loan' sacrifice can only be realized by those who are completely in line with the God of Chaos's thinking, or those who are super-favored by the God and can hear 'divine grace' and communicate with the God. In short, it can only be realized by believers who are especially loved by the God of Chaos.

It's not something that church leaders can do alone; ten of them...

It's already quite remarkable that even one church leader could receive such a 'gift'.

The power of the gods cannot be borrowed at will.

However, West receiving this 'gift' may not be because he was particularly favored, but perhaps it is related to the special nature of the main world.

After all, this is a world that has not yet been discovered by the gods.

As they spoke, the giant turned around and looked at them, a cruel smile playing on his lips. He hadn't expected to receive so many blessings; he had only wanted to heal some of his injuries. But at this moment, he had never felt so powerful.

He looked at Heo standing at the entrance of the Verola, and a violent power emanated from him.

"Mr. Hao Yi, do you want to die, or do you want to escape?"

Sitting in the car, Wu Lan looked at He Ao.

With the Verola, Heo could certainly escape, but once they left, the city would likely become a sacrifice to West, and the chaotic divine grace would truly descend upon this world.

but······

His expression turned somewhat strange.

He glanced at his personal attribute panel.

【He Ao】

[Privilege Level: Advanced Player]

Physical fitness: 3520

[Skills: Talent Sequence 272: Super Memory (Rank B), Basic Firearms Proficiency; Talent Sequence 72: Stealth Mage (Rank C)]

Mechanical modification: None

Martial Arts: Qi Refining to Spirit Transformation (Rank C)

This is the physical condition after being enhanced by Hyper Memory.

Furthermore, this number is not the final number; it continues to increase slowly as the promotion ends and the hypermemory state gradually stabilizes.

[Talent Sequence 200: Orator]

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[Ritual: Delivering a speech that impacts the entire known world (the completion time of the ritual, the time when the direct effects of the speech settle.)]

Judging by the timeline, more than a month or two should have passed in the instance world by now, and the Kejette Group should indeed be nearing its end.

The ceremony was completed, and Super Memory was promoted to Grade B.

It seems that the trump cards he had prepared for dealing with emergencies can now be discarded.

He didn't look at the effects of the Super Memory B-level technique, because at this moment, when using his fist technique, the physical attributes he could unleash already exceeded six thousand.