Life Dungeon Game

Levins glanced at the SUV and said in a low voice.

"Yes, you can understand it that way. After all, it's much easier for you to come to me than for me to come to you."

He stood up and picked up the knight's sword that was leaning against the off-road vehicle and sheathed.

"interesting."

Levins reached out his hand.

Someone in the crowd took a scabbard and handed over a silver longsword, the hilt hovering just above Levins' outstretched hand.

Levins gripped the hilt, and with a soft 'clang,' the cold metal blade appeared in the snowy night.

He touched the ground with the tip of his sword, and golden light instantly covered the entire blade.

He glanced at the darkness behind He Ao, then stared at He Ao, as if trying to see through He Ao's body. "Don't you have any other 'friends'?"

"Unfortunately, no."

He Ao placed the knight's sword vertically downwards. The white scabbard sliced ​​through the snow and easily pierced the cement ground as if it were soft soil, standing firmly beside He Ao.

"So,"

Levins frowned slightly, looking at Heo's thin body. "What exactly are you?"

Invisible ripples emanated from his body, and cracks, like the branches of a tree, instantly appeared on both sides of the alleyway.

It extends from the walls of the abandoned low-rise building and the snow-covered ground.

The 'crack' grew extremely fast, reaching He Ao almost instantly.

The snow on the ground melted and flowed into the cracks, and even the ice crystals falling from the sky turned into cold water droplets.

Then, the crack stopped in front of Heo.

The stone bricks beneath He Ao's feet shattered instantly, and the hem of his clothes swayed slightly.

But that's the end of it.

The cold night wind brushed against his open collar, but the boy remained standing in place, like a steep mountain peak, unmoving.

Even the soft down jacket wasn't torn.

"Just an orphan who returned from a stormy sea."

He Ao withdrew his divine sense from the down jacket, calmly gazed at Levins, and reached out to grasp the hilt of the knight's sword standing beside him.

"interesting,"

Levins watched all of this unfold, and while it all seemed unbelievable, after eliminating all other options, the most unbelievable thing might just be the truth.

He slightly raised the tip of his sword, which was covered in golden light, and sighed softly, "It seems we were all wrong. You are very clever, really clever. The Storm Sea is full of dangers, but also full of endless possibilities."

Layers upon layers of golden light enveloped his body, covering his skin.

"Although I am very curious about what you went through in the stormy sea, it seems I don't have time to ask. I hope your corpse can give me some interesting answers."

The white-robed priests standing behind him took out pendants, and golden light covered their bodies, forming an invisible 'bridge' in the void that connected to Levins.

The golden light gradually receded into Levins's body, and a terrifying pressure instantly spread throughout the surrounding void.

Is it some kind of substitute sacrifice method?

These priests paid a price, while the leader received a 'gift'.

He watched all this, gripped the hilt of his knight's sword tightly, and lifted it slightly.

hum-

The knight's sword came out of its sheath, revealing a small section of the blade.

The pressure emanating from Levins grew stronger, and the white-robed priests behind him hunched over, breathing heavily.

The terrifying pressure also weighed on He Ao, making it almost impossible for his thin body to breathe, and his blood almost froze.

But his body remained upright.

The snowflakes in the sky have stopped falling, and even the raindrops have disappeared.

Under Heo's other layer of spiritual vision, Levins's body was already wrapped in a large number of twisted patterns, which had broken through the B-level boundary.

However, he only has one energy gathering point.

"I have a question."

Heo gripped the hilt of his sword and looked at Levins.

"Ok?"

Levins looked at Heo.

The priests behind him had already hunched over and prostrated themselves on the ground under the oppressive aura.

How do you get into the actual cathedral?

The boy's thin body stood upright, his deep eyes fixed on the enemy before him.

In that instant, the vision from the super memory overlapped with He Ao's original 'worldview'.

As the marker was released, ambition, desire, greed, and endless thoughts rushed into He Ao's mind.

Levins did not answer, but instead leaned forward, his golden longsword suddenly raised.

At the same time

In an instant, the snow-white sword was drawn from its sheath.

scandium--

The sharp clang of metal against metal echoed through the dark night.

Two figures, one in gold and one in white, passed each other.

Invisible ripples spread outwards like waves splashing in the void.

Zi-Beng-

Endless cracks instantly spread densely across the abandoned low-rise buildings on both sides.

"You cannot control your power very well."

He stood where Levins had been standing, his face turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

hum-

The golden sword suddenly broke apart, and the broken sword fell to the ground.

Standing behind Heo, Levins gripped the remaining broken sword, turned around, and glanced down at the wound on his chest, where gushing blood spurted out like a fountain.

The snowflakes drifted down slowly from the sky, landing on their hair and shoulders.

His eyes were filled with incomprehensible shock, but it quickly turned into a bitter laugh and a soft sigh.

"Ugh."

He staggered forward, fell to his knees amidst splattered blood, and finally collapsed completely to the ground.

Everything he pursued was shattered by this one sword strike, his beautiful dream vanished.

Heo raised his knight's sword and killed the remaining white-robed priests who were charging at him in a frenzy.

Blood splattered on the white robe and on the snowflakes dancing in the sky.

He slowly turned around, walked to Levins's body, and picked up the broken sword from the ground.

Then he raised the broken sword, pierced Levins's corpse, held it high, and hurled it forward with force towards the low building in front of him.

boom--

The cracked low building was suddenly smashed open, creating a huge hole. The white-robed corpse, like a streak of light, passed through the building and through the snow falling in the sky, and was nailed to the huge neon sign of the Dead Tree Bar behind the building.

Blood, glowing with an orange light, flowed down the broken sword and dripped onto the pristine snow in front of the bar.

"Who is that!"

"It's Lord Levins!!"

"Lord Levins is dead!!!"

"Lord Levins is dead!!!"

Amidst the panicked shouts coming from afar, He Ao sheathed his blood-soaked knight's sword, then pulled it out of the ground, walked to the SUV, and opened the door.

He looked up at the sky, reached out his hand, and caught the snowflakes falling from the sky.

The snow-white ice crystals melted in the young boy's palm.

The black SUV slowly started and drove across the snow-covered road.

boom-

boom-

The two low-rise buildings collapsed with a roar behind the SUV, kicking up endless dust.

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Chapter 778 The Terrifying 'Behind-the-Scenes Force' (Two-in-One Super Chapter)

"It's snowing again. This awful weather."

The SUV's air conditioning was whirring loudly. Bayer glanced at the frosted windows and cursed under his breath.

“Those bastards actually made us do this kind of work. It’s incomprehensible. That guy Levins is only on the same level as you, Lord Bayer. What gives him the right to order us around?”

The man in the passenger seat reached out and wiped the car window, looking out at the tower-shaped device with a hexagonal base surrounded by a convoy of SUVs.

Layers of pale blue light flowed along the gaps between each layer of the device.

"That Levins guy is really too arrogant."