Life Dungeon Game

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He Ao paused for a moment, then said in a low voice, "It's science."

Isn't it normal to get struck by lightning if you stand on high during a thunderstorm, especially with such a large lump of metal?

The reason it wasn't struck by lightning before was entirely because the mech had a specially designed lightning protection structure. So He Ao threw a harpoon, which damaged the mech's electromagnetic lightning protection structure and incidentally acted as a lightning rod.

The mechanical man was speechless for a moment.

After He Ao's words, "It's science," he vaguely understood something and figured out some of the key points.

Then he silently looked at the childlike face of the 'little monster' in front of him.

Twelve years old, still a primary school student, right?

In other words, his knowledge level... is not as good as that of an elementary school student?

Impossible! Absolutely impossible! It must be divine punishment!

"How is it possible! How is it possible!"

A hoarse growl interrupted the mechanical man's train of thought.

The man in the white robe staggered and knelt in the rain, the downpour soaking his clothes and hair, and orange light filled his eyes.

He had lost the composure and confidence he initially displayed in front of the captain's cabin; his face was contorted with rage and resentment. Clutching the shattered pendant, he looked up at Heo.

"The power of the gods is invincible!!! You deserve to die!!! You deserve to die!!!"

Twisted orange light burst forth from the wreckage of the pendant, and a terrifying murmur echoed in the void, "Accept the destruction of the apostle of the gods! Arrogant blasphemer!"

He watched all this calmly, knowing that what he was about to face was the true terror of the stormy sea.

boom--

Huge, twisted tentacles stretched out from the stormy sea, splashing black seawater and obscuring the sky.

I'm a bit busy, so I'll be back later.

Chapter 758 On the Stormy Sea (Long Chapter, Requesting Monthly Tickets)

Thunder flashed across the sky, waves surged and swelled in the storm, and boats tens of meters long were tossed about by the wind and waves like duckweed.

Amidst the raindrops, tentacles several meters in diameter emerged from what appeared to be mountains rising from the seabed, tearing through the surface of the ocean and surging forth one after another.

The enormous, nearly spherical fishing mech was entangled by two huge tentacles, dragged out of the sea, and then torn apart in an instant, shattering into huge fragments that scattered on the deck and in the sea, splashing up silent waves.

Amidst the metal fragments, one could vaguely see splattered bright red blood, the last traces left by the mech pilot.

boom--

A giant tentacle casually slapped down on the ship, wrapping around the narrow cabin and tearing a huge gash like tearing apart a cardboard house.

The tentacles, stained with water droplets, swayed wildly in the seawater, and the lightning shone on its terrifying dark red body, as if playing a twisted song.

Horror, oppression, madness.

It was as if hell had descended upon the mortal world, ravaging the souls of every living being there.

"what is this?"

The mechanical man trembled as he approached a small section of the cabin wall, even though he knew it was futile. He instinctively wanted to get closer to the structure that could barely 'conceal' his body.

"Hahaha!"

The man in white robes watched all this unfold. He gripped the shattered pendant tightly in his hand, raised his hands high, and let the rain lash his face. His expression was both ferocious and devout, his bizarre appearance resembling a twisted lump of dough. "This is the wrath of the gods, this is the end of evil! The great eternal light will destroy all darkness in this world!"

He Ao didn't look at the white-robed man's face, but only glanced at the hand holding the pendant, and then quickly took down the harpoons fixed to the wall one by one.

At that very moment, a giant tentacle slammed down on him.

Without hesitation, he tore a metal strip off the wall with one hand, tied the javelins together with it, carried them on his back, and jumped aside to avoid the giant tentacle.

Before the giant tentacles could react, he grabbed the edge of the wall, jumped, and quickly climbed upwards along the edge of the superstructure on the deck.

boom--

A giant tentacle slammed into the cabin above his head, and flying metal fragments grazed his cheek.

He slightly hunched over, hiding behind the wall to avoid the flying metal fragments, and then continued to climb quickly.

At the same time, the mechanical man standing on the main deck looked around at the tentacles waving around him and carefully reached for the ship's side.

"where are you going?"

A cold and insane voice rang out behind him; it came from the white-robed man clutching the pendant.

He pointed at the mechanical man, at Heo, who was rapidly climbing upwards, and shouted loudly.

“Go up and kill this demon. The gods will bless all believers and bestow rich rewards, while the traitors who disobey the commandments will be torn apart by the great apostles.”

The mechanical man paused slightly as he approached the edge. He glanced at the white-robed man and the countless tentacles flying everywhere, then looked at the area that was now almost within the swirling tentacles.

He Ao climbed to the very top of the ship.

call out--

A gigantic tentacle, carrying the aura of death, swept across the mechanical man's head.

"I go!"

Under the cold gaze of the white-robed man, the mechanical man gritted his teeth, activated the jet propulsion device on the soles of his feet, and charged towards He Ao through the torrential rain.

"Hahaha!"

The man in the white robe watched as the mechanical man obediently followed his commands, then raised his hands and waved them excitedly like tentacles, shouting, "Good! Good! They must all die! All demons must die!!!"

Tentacles flew past him, but none of them touched him.

By this time, He Ao had already climbed to the very top of the ship.

Thunder and sky were above him, storms and sea were below him.

A flying tentacle swept towards him, seemingly trying to engulf him and tear him to pieces.

This time, he did not run away. Instead, he raised the harpoon in his hand, covered it with his divine sense, and used his fist technique to throw it out suddenly.

The flying harpoon sliced ​​through the rain and almost instantly disappeared into the tentacle's body.

The enormous tentacle twitched, slid down from the air, and crashed onto the deck.

He Ao breathed a sigh of relief. He stood in the pouring rain, holding the metal bar tightly with one hand and pulling out another harpoon from behind his back with the other.

At this moment, he was still in the process of 'promotion', and intense pain enveloped him, with bulges of muscles constantly rising beneath his skin.

Standing at this high vantage point, he saw even more of the sky and sea, which intensified the whispers in his mind.

However, as the intense pain continued, his strength also increased.

He looked around at the even more ferocious tentacles.

In his divine vision, all the energy circuits of the flying tentacles around him did not converge towards the body that might exist below the sea surface, but instead formed their own circuits within the tentacles.

Those individual energy circuits come together to form an independent energy convergence point.

These flying tentacles don't resemble the limbs of a giant monster; rather, they look more like a separate entity.

Each of these tentacles possesses terrifying strength approaching that of a C-level being, and they also seem to have a high tolerance for injury. However, their limbs are very soft, and their defenses are weak.

These tentacles are terrifying to those who cannot find their weaknesses.

Under normal circumstances, with his current strength, He Ao would be almost unable to sever any of his tentacles without activating his Hypermemory.

However, with the 'assistance' of his divine sense, he was able to unleash a brief burst of power through his fist techniques, allowing him to pierce the tentacle's body with the harpoon enhanced by his divine sense, thus disrupting the opponent's energy gathering point.

Ultimately, this achieved the goal of defeating the strong with the weak and delivering a fatal blow.

However, this also requires a high degree of control over timing and strength.

Just as He Ao took out a new harpoon, those enormous tentacles began to swarm and thrash towards him in a frenzy.

Without hesitation, Heo stomped his feet into the floor, then picked up the new harpoon, amplified his power with his fists, and hurled it at the nearest tentacle.

The instant the harpoon left his hand and pierced the soft body of the tentacle, Heo's other hand had already reached behind him and pulled out a new harpoon.

Blood, glowing with an orange hue, seeped from his cheeks, only to be washed away by the torrential rain, revealing pale skin and cold pupils beneath his wet hair.

At the same time, a giant tentacle was already attacking him head-on.

There was no time to gather strength before throwing again. He raised the harpoon in his hand, leaped slightly, and suddenly moved forward. The sharp harpoon instantly pierced the soft flesh.

However, the tentacle's attack had already begun. Under the immense force of inertia, He Ao's body was pressed tightly against the tentacle, and he was thrown backward by the powerful force.

His body was pressed against the metal floor by the tentacles, which plowed through the ground, creating a huge 'opening' leading to the cabin below.

Once the force of inertia had completely dissipated, He Ao, who was sitting on the crossbeam, spat out a mouthful of blood, pushed away the completely 'dead' tentacles, and stood up.

His gaze swept ahead, his center of gravity not shifting upwards in haste. His hand, hidden by the tentacles, grasped the harpoon that had just pierced the tentacles, and with a forceful pull of his arms, he bent the harpoon's shaft.

At this moment, the mechanical man hovered behind the waving tentacles. While dodging the wildly attacking tentacles, he raised the laser cannon in his hand and aimed it at He Ao.

In his field of vision, the tentacle that had just knocked Heo away had completely gone limp, while Heo, covered in blood, was trying to stagger to his feet.

To be honest, in all the decades of his life, he had never seen such a heroic 'child'.

Even if the opponent has been corrupted in some way and has gained some kind of twisted power, he can still be called a 'young hero' in terms of both combat skills and combat etiquette.

"What a pity, kid."

The mechanical man took a deep breath, and light gathered in his palm. "It's strange that you were born into this world. Go back to hell and rest in peace."

At this moment, He Ao staggered to his feet, unarmed and defenseless. He wanted to seize this instant to kill this 'little monster' completely.

His body was hidden behind two flying tentacles. Even if Heo immediately pulled out a harpoon and threw it at him, he would be hindered by the two tentacles.

This little monster is going to die eventually.

He remained calm, preparing to fire.

At that very moment, he suddenly noticed that He Ao looked up at him.

That icy gaze, like an invisible blade, pierced through the shimmering gaps between the tentacles, through his body, and through his soul.

Like a ferocious beast lurking in the deepest part of the night, watching over the lowly humans.

The oppressive feeling, as if emanating from his very soul, caused his body to stiffen involuntarily, slowing his movements by half a beat.