Life Dungeon Game

"Moreover, Levins has the status and ability to make this decision."

“So,” Lena slammed her hand on the table, “Levins must die.”

An eerie silence fell over the office. As Lena's analysis progressed, Jato on the other end of the phone gradually held his breath. After a long while, he finally caught his breath and slowly continued Lena's words...

"After Levins' death, the Eternal Cult members around your bar were unable to quickly defeat the enemy and could only request reinforcements. Once the signal jammer was destroyed and the signal was restored, the Eternal Cult members were also able to request reinforcements."

"With the addition of support from both sides, the scope and intensity of the battlefield will further expand. With the involvement of the FBI and us, this struggle will become a storm sweeping across the entire city, and the Eternal Cult will have to face all enemies at once."

“But,” Jato pondered, “couldn’t the Eternal Cult also withdraw its people, avoid battle, and avert this conflict?”

"impossible,"

Lena shook her head, then continued under Jato's questioning gaze.

"In recent years, the Eternal Secret Sect has been acting arrogantly and domineeringly, constantly devouring and attacking other forces, including us. In fact, it is trying to expand its power wildly in a short period of time."

"They are rapidly accumulating strength, attempting to crush all enemies in one fell swoop and truly gain control of the city."

"However, their base is not stable. Many of them are actually new recruits with low loyalty. They only attach themselves to them out of 'confidence' in their rapid expansion."

"This kind of 'faith' is very important. As the Eternal Tantric tradition continued to prevail, this faith maintained the cohesion of newly joined forces."

"These forces, having been coerced, have collectively formed the 'momentum' of the Eternal Esoteric Buddhism through their 'faith' in it."

"As long as faith is maintained, the Eternal Cult can continue to expand until the final 'battle,' defeating the FBI and United Industries, and becoming the true ruler of Winter City."

"But once the Eternal Tantric sect experiences a large-scale war of attrition and defeat, these forces that rely on the past will waver and may even turn against it."

"So this time, if it was Levins who gave the order to retreat, then Levins can take full responsibility. He has the ability and the judgment to assess the situation, and only he can extricate the Eternal Cult from this battle."

"But once the message for help reached the main church, the Eternal Cult had no way out. In order to maintain the confidence of those who depended on them, they had no choice but to confront the FBI, the Eternal Old Cult, and us head-on."

"This is a 'decisive battle' that has started ahead of schedule."

The Eternal Esoteric School was not yet ready.

"Even if the Eternal Secret Cult knows they have no advantage, they cannot retreat, because in war there is still a chance of winning, but in retreat there will be an avalanche of betrayal and collapse of their dependent forces, and they will surely lose."

"I suspect the force behind this was aware of this, which is why they eliminated Levins and destroyed the signal jammer. The FBI was probably the one who contacted them."

"This major storm was not a coincidence, but was deliberately manipulated."

A profound silence permeated the entire office.

After a long while, Jato's soft breathing could be heard. "How terrible..."

He gave a bitter laugh. "We didn't even have time to react before we were caught in the trap set by the forces behind the scenes and became their pawns."

"Contradictions are inherent,"

Lena said softly, "What the mastermind did was simply to ignite the right conflict at the right time."

She looked up and gazed out the window.

Although the reasoning is sound, it's all hindsight; if you asked her to set up such a situation, she wouldn't be able to.

She was stunned when she saw Levins nailed to her own bar's sign.

"So, what exactly is the purpose of this storm orchestrated by the force behind it all?"

"Jato sighed."

"have no idea,"

Lena shook her head. "Perhaps they're just trying to muddy the waters, or perhaps they really have a grudge against the Eternal Cult."

Silence fell in the office once again.

"well,"

Jato sighed deeply, then quickly said, "We're coming right away, be careful over there."

"Don't worry about me."

Lena gently shook her head.

Then she reached out and hung up the video call, raised her wristband, and glanced at a message she had just received.

"Sure enough, this guy wouldn't let go of this opportunity to fish in troubled waters."

She sighed, flipped the switch under the table, and the secret passage reopened.

"Take money to do things, take money to do things."

She quickly got up, opened the hidden compartment of the bookshelf, took out a small wooden box, and went into the secret passage.

The secret passage door slowly closed.

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Ruian Street

Sitting in the SUV, He Ao rubbed his hands together and looked up ahead.

A detached building with a pointed roof, seemingly bathed in a pale golden light, came into his view.

There are some guards near the building, but there are obviously more vacancies. Most of the people who used to guard this place have been transferred away and are still being transferred.

In my psychic vision, countless distorted patterns are converging on this church.

This is the main cathedral of the Storm Zone of the Eternal Secret Cult.

Heo turned his head and looked to the other side. In the corner on the other side, there was another place where distorted patterns gathered. In a place out of sight of the guards protecting the church, a group of people were cautiously approaching the church.

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Chapter 779 The Gaze of Eternal Light (Mega Chapter, Requesting Monthly Tickets)

Under the silent, falling snow, the crowd lurking in the corner quickly disappeared from He's sight, clearly heading towards the church's main entrance.

Clearly, some people have also noticed the cathedral's current defensive vulnerabilities and are trying to take advantage of the situation.

He Ao withdrew his gaze, recalling the information he had 'perceived' in Levins's mind through the mark of hypermemory.

That was the only information Levens could recall when he asked how to enter the real cathedral.

The message was very short, without any context or other thoughts, just a very simple string of unintelligible, tongue-twisting syllables.

But whenever Heo recalls that syllable, he can always feel a faint, distorted praise echoing in his mind.

This praise was very similar to the contamination he experienced when he first encountered the distorted light above the city while trying to glimpse the truth.

Hea pulled himself out of his thoughts, no longer recalling the strange syllables. Instead, he glanced at the faint golden light emanating from the church, picked up his knight's sword, and got out of the car from the side closest to the street.

"cough-"

The cold wind of the snowy night blew against his body, and he covered his mouth and coughed lightly.

Levins' strength had already surpassed that of a B-rank, so he had no choice but to activate his super memory to kill him and, incidentally, extract information about entering the main cathedral from Levins's thoughts.

Even though the whole process only lasted a short moment, and he did not use any fist techniques or martial arts to amplify it, it still caused a great burden and damage to his body. The intense pain that had subsided was now spreading all over his body again.

However, compared to the time he killed the octopus monster in the stormy sea, his current condition is much better.

He glanced at the church at the end of the street, but instead of going directly there, he turned into a small alleyway that was a little further away from the church.

Then he looked up at the tall buildings on both sides of the alley, and carrying his knight's sword, he quickly climbed up the taller building.

Soon, he reached the very top of the building.

However, he did not climb up immediately, because at that moment, there was a simple 'outpost' on the roof, where a person dressed in the Eternal Secret Cult clothing was 'on duty'.

The man was facing the direction of the church and seemed somewhat relaxed, yawning.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the high-rise building, not far from He Ao, came a faint rustling sound.

He Ao gripped the edge of the rooftop wall and turned his head to look in the direction of the sound.

Another person climbed up the building and jumped to the roof.

He was a burly man with a fierce face, covered in blood, and carrying a broadsword.

After a moment's thought, He Ao moved his body toward the direction the man had climbed up from.

The officer on duty was drawn by the sound and immediately turned around. The moment he saw the man, he raised his gun and fired.

A sudden, intense blast of bullets echoed through the pitch-black night.

The man braved the flying bullets, drew his broadsword from his back, and charged forward. The dark sword flashed across the night, instantly cleaving the officer on duty in two.

The battle was very short, almost over in a single exchange.

The man kicked the body of the officer on duty aside and stood on his post.

He looked up at the direction of the church, then picked up a miniature walkie-talkie and quickly said, "The sentry post has been lifted."

Almost immediately, intense gunfire erupted in the distance.

It appears someone is attacking the church.

The man put down the walkie-talkie, looked away, and began checking the officers on the ground to see if they were truly dead.

At the same time, his gaze swept across his surroundings.

Then he was shocked to find a little boy standing where he had just climbed up.

"Child?"

Looking at He Ao's appearance, the man paused, then seemed to realize something, "Were you kidnapped here by these heretics?"

He Ao turned around and glanced down at the building.

At the very bottom of the wall that the man had climbed, there were some completely destroyed tents, and several poorly dressed bodies, seemingly those of homeless people, were haphazardly piled up in the snow.

They appeared to have been dead for some time, their wounds resembling those of the Eternal Secret Order's officers who were still bleeding.

He Ao was silent for a moment, then looked away, jumped down from the wall, looked up at him, and asked in confusion, "Why do you call them heretics?"

“They are certainly heretics,”

The man, carrying a broadsword, smiled gently and approached Heo step by step. "They've misinterpreted the doctrine of Eternal Light, going so far as to preach some kind of Eternal Divine Kingdom. What are they if not heretics?"