Life Dungeon Game

The horrific wound twitched and began to slowly heal.

He Ao gripped the short sword, charged forward, leaped into the air, and plunged the sword into her heart, pinning her to the ground.

Do you know what's going on here?

Selena ran over.

"Sacrifice."

He looked down at the sexy woman he had pinned to the ground. At this moment, the woman's wounds were still slowly writhing, trying to return to normal. "These followers of the Witch Church want to summon the offspring of the Witch of Desire."

Then he suddenly remembered something and looked at Selena, "Didn't Smith come?"

Smith is the head of the FBI's Field Operations Division and Selena's direct superior. He was the one who disrupted the last Witch Church's sacrificial ceremony, and he also captured the dancer.

Logically speaking, he shouldn't have been absent this time when the Witch Church resurfaced.

“Something’s happened in the wilderness,” Selena explained softly. She wasn’t surprised that Heo knew Smith’s name; the strange mercenary seemed to have an unusual understanding of the FBI. “He went to investigate yesterday.”

"Did you bring any potent pollutants?"

He Ao glanced at the sexy woman lying on the ground, her wounds healing rapidly, and suddenly asked.

“No,” Selena shook her head. “Time was too tight. The people I brought on this mission were all on temporary orders that Smith gave me remotely. Strong pollutants require a rigorous review process, and it’s difficult to retrieve them without concrete evidence.”

It's quite a miracle that Selena could mobilize so many people in half a day just because of his unsubstantiated statement.

Many of the actions she took were probably against the rules.

"You trust me that much?"

He Ao glanced at her and suddenly laughed.

“I don’t believe you,” Selena shook her head, looking at the crowd being evacuated, “but I am responsible for their lives.”

Selena is that kind of person.

If there is a piece of news that, if believed, could potentially save thousands of lives, then regardless of whether the news is true or false, she will choose to believe it and do everything in her power for it, even if she may face severe punishment afterward.

This is also why He Ao chose to find her.

Because he knew that Selena would definitely come.

"A bit naive, but very respectable,"

He turned around, and at that moment the muscles on the sexy woman's chest were writhing, trying to devour his short sword. He pulled the sword out abruptly and took two steps back.

It seems the FBI won't be able to get any strong support in the short term.

He pondered, gazing ahead, as the sexy woman's body slowly floated up, hovering vertically in the air.

He Ao activated his super memory, and from the perspective of the super memory, the 'cocoon' surrounding the sexy woman was beginning to show fine cracks.

"So we're facing a child of an evil god?"

Selena glanced at the sexy woman floating in the sky, then at the remaining half of the crowd that hadn't been evacuated.

She raised her hand, palm open, and fired a laser cannon at the sexy woman.

In that instant, the sexy woman's body flickered and she actually moved a distance in mid-air, dodging the laser cannon.

In He Ao's view, the huge 'cocoon' slowly broke open, but what emerged first from the cocoon was not a human limb, but a pair of huge butterfly-like wings.

The moment those wings unfolded, the whole world fell silent.

People who were rushing towards the safety exit all stopped at this moment, and the light in everyone's eyes disappeared.

A pair of slender, white lotus-shaped arms emerged from the enormous cocoon, then gently stretched out. In a burst of dazzling light, a graceful figure enveloped in purple radiance appeared in He Ao's field of vision.

She seemed to be the embodiment of all beauty in the world. The moment He saw her, endless murmurs and whispers rushed into He'ao's mind.

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Chapter 131 The Chosen One? (Please subscribe, add to your favorites, and vote with monthly tickets)

He felt his soul enter an extremely warm and comfortable realm, surrounded by countless beautiful women.

They groveled at his feet, provoking his nerves.

Exciting substances were constantly being secreted in He's mind, stimulating his desires and bringing him to a state of empty bliss.

His entire consciousness and thoughts were swept away by this distorted ecstasy, his soul and body immersed in the pleasure that was the intersection of eternity and the fleeting moment.

"All things in this world are vanity, and the eternal universe is but joy."

One after another, illusory figures appeared around him, their eyes lifeless, singing like walking corpses.

A massive and terrifying gaze pierced through time and space, landing directly on He Ao.

A sudden realization dawned on He Ao's mind:

God wants to choose him as the one He favors.

Oh.

He Ao withdrew his consciousness from the chaotic space and returned it to his body. This level of mental influence was still within his tolerance range, especially since his soul had been strengthened several times.

A chosen one? The last one to receive special attention from the gods was Yezora.

As He's consciousness returned to his body, the silent theater reappeared in his field of vision.

Although his mind was able to resist the corruption of the witch of desire, his body still fell into a special kind of rigidity. Under these circumstances, the pleasure produced by the body constantly stimulated He Ao's mind and affected his judgment.

At the same time, hazy purple light began to spread from the graceful figure with giant 'butterfly' wings that was floating above the stage.

Under the glow, the people who had been mentally controlled and frozen slowly turned around, looked up at the sky, and their 'shadows' were guided away from their bodies by the purple light, just like peeling away layers of a cocoon.

He Ao's gaze fell on Selena, who was second only to him in distance from the Desire Witch's offspring. At this moment, Selena's entire body was flushed with a delicate pinkish hue as she stared blankly at the figure in the sky.

"what!"

He concentrated all his strength in one place and exerted force, regaining control of his body.

He raised his butcher pistol, switched to sniper mode, and aimed it at the graceful figure in the sky.

boom--

First shot.

The figure darted to the side, dodging the bullet.

He did not retaliate, but he dodged the bullets.

In this situation of group control, neither can an attack be launched nor can an attack be launched.

This is, after all, merely a child of an evil god, not the evil god himself, and therefore cannot possess such an unsolvable ability.

He Ao pondered this in his mind and continued firing.

bang bang bang-

The second shot, the third shot, the fourth shot, the fifth shot.

All four shots were dodged by the figure in the sky. She turned her head and glanced at He Ao, her eyes seemingly filled with contempt.

He looked at her calmly, and a complex battle model gradually took shape in his mind.

He fired two more shots, then a sixth, and a seventh.

The sixth bullet was still dodged by the figure in the sky, and then the seventh bullet appeared beside her, grazing her body.

That body

Ying glanced at He Ao and took a slight step back.

He raised his hand and fired three shots in three different directions. By now, he had fired ten shots.

The Butcher's Pistol requires killing someone every seven shots. He Ao had already shot and killed a berserk member of the Witch Church and hit the sexy woman before the 'cocoon' was formed. In other words, he won't have to pay a price for five of the seven shots in this set.

Then, in the next seven shots, he must kill someone, or he can choose not to. After those seven shots, he will no longer be able to use the Butcher's Pistol.

Five plus seven, twelve shots.

He has fired ten shots so far.

He Ao placed the muzzle of his gun in the center of the previous three shots and fired the eleventh shot.

Then he lowered the gun barrel and aimed it at the already somewhat damaged stage.

boom--

The twelfth shot.

The figure in the sky dodged the first three bullets, and as she flashed to the last position, the eleventh bullet followed, arriving right in front of her and heading straight for her heart.

She abruptly turned to the side, letting the bullet pass under her chest, and at the same time, her eyes met He'ao's, revealing a condescending contempt.

Heo turned around and walked towards Selena.

Let the bullet fly for a while.

The contempt of the evil god's offspring in the sky lasted only a moment before freezing on his cheek.

A bullet entered her from the side, pierced her heart, and exited from behind her shoulder.

The twelfth shot.

The shot didn't fly in a straight line; instead, it struck a twisted steel plate on the stage, changing its angle of flight and reflecting off the plate.

A bullet that collides with an object during flight and changes its flight angle is called a ricochet bullet. Achieving this requires extremely precise angle control, because even a slight deviation in angle will cause the bullet to penetrate the object directly and prevent it from changing its flight angle.

However, there are very few angles that meet the conditions. At a certain angle, the area where the bullet ricochets is almost fixed. Therefore, the shots that He Ao fired earlier were all to force the evil god's offspring in the sky to the corresponding positions.

For an opponent whose evasion is unsolvable, you must force her into the trap you have set.

"what!!!"

A violent roar came from the sky.

In He Ao's hyper-memory vision, the graceful figure in the sky suddenly shattered into light, merging into the sexy woman's body, and the purple light that had spread throughout the theater quickly receded back into her body.

He Ao deactivated his hyper-memory and reached out to grab Selena's wrist.

Selena's skin is very delicate, and her wrists have a softness that is unique to girls. If you didn't see the laser cannons in her palms, it would be hard for anyone to imagine that her body is just a prosthetic.