Life Dungeon Game

Can the exits of these rooms really be deduced? Isn't this something that either requires cheating or brute force? Are there clues to the exits of this place? It's not all just luck?

Looking at He Ao's profile, she felt that He Ao didn't seem to be lying.

Moreover, it's quite obvious that even with her using cheats to jump between rooms, He Ao arrived here before her. Either he was incredibly lucky and had cheats too, or he really had some kind of special 'pro player skill' that allowed him to find the right path every time and quickly clear each room.

Could this be a seasoned player who has figured out the rules?

After thinking for a moment, she still asked in a low voice, "Is this your first time here?"

"Ah."

He Ao gazed at the smiling masked man sitting at the dining table, cutting a steak, and nodded slightly.

The red-haired woman gazed at the young boy before her, suddenly sensing that the thick fog surrounding him had deepened. Suppressing her doubts, she asked in a low voice, "Shall we go out and look for 'clues' now?"

She realized that although the young boy in front of her looked...

Although he is not very old, he is very likely to have a much better grasp of the rules of this place than she does.

When you're not doing well, you need to learn to decisively seek help from someone stronger.

"Not urgent."

He Ao shook his head.

His gaze drifted to the open door of the second bedroom.

From his perspective, he could just see the small iron-framed bed in the second bedroom.

At that moment, two figures rolled out from under the metal bunk bed in the second bedroom, cautiously exploring the outside.

At this moment, the red-haired woman clearly also noticed the two people.

"They are members of the Eternal Old Church. They look unfamiliar and must have been transferred from another city."

She whispered in He's ear.

The Eternal Old Church...

He Ao noted down the term, said nothing, and instead observed the actions of the two people.

The sudden gathering of so many people in this room suggests that he is indeed very close to the end of this maze, probably just one or two more rooms away.

The two figures from the Eternal Old Cult made no attempt to conceal themselves, and as soon as they rolled out from under the bed, they began searching around the second bedroom.

"Who's there?"

Hearing the sound coming from the second bedroom, the smiling masked man slowly stood up and walked towards the door of the second bedroom.

At that moment, the two members of the Eternal Old Cult also heard the voice of the smiling masked man. They exchanged a glance, hid behind the wall, and quickly headed towards the door of the second bedroom.

At that moment, He Ao suddenly sensed something and felt that the diary in his pocket seemed to have undergone some kind of 'change'.

He reached into his pocket and touched the few pages of his diary.

Then he felt his way through the thick paper and found some kind of fine crack.

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Chapter 785 The Little Girl Who Was Found (A Super Large Chapter Combining Two Chapters, Seeking Monthly Views)

Bright light spread evenly throughout the magnificent church hall.

creak-

The massive, heavy stone door was slowly pushed open, and with the dazzling light shining through the crack, a slender man emerged from the light and appeared in the hall filled with radiance.

He wore a white robe with gold thread embroidery, round glasses with gold rims, and a kind and gentle smile on his lips.

Light footsteps echoed in the empty hall. The man slowly walked across the wide aisle between two rows of wooden benches, stepping on the bright path paved with light shining through the cracks in the door, until he reached the hazy glow shining in the deepest part of the hall.

The man slowly bent down and gently pulled open the cabinet door, which was bathed in the dim light.

"Found you, my little cutie."

A little girl's trembling figure, covered in bright red, and a white paper butterfly with its wings folded, passed through the dark space, their reflections shimmering on the round-framed glasses.

creak-

The heavy stone door suddenly slammed shut.

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In the quiet storage cabinet, He Ao watched as the smiling masked man slowly walked towards the door of the second bedroom.

"Die! You vile heretic!"

The instant he reached the door, a figure wielding a sharp curved blade rushed out from behind the door and slashed at the smiling masked man like a phantom.

Judging from the power he briefly unleashed, he was a C-level powerhouse no weaker than the long-haired man Heo had encountered before.

The instant he leaped out, the smiling masked man turned his head and looked at him.

The whole world seemed to freeze at that moment.

puff--

Like the sound of a sharp weapon piercing flesh, the man's body 'froze' in the air.

Puff puff--

Immediately afterwards, the sounds of countless sharp weapons piercing flesh rang out one after another.

Bright red blood began to seep from the man who was 'suspended' in mid-air.

"what happened?"

The red-haired woman stood beside He Ao, watching everything unfold in shock.

"Wire."

He gripped his knight's sword tightly and said calmly.

In his spiritual vision, invisible 'threads' spread out from the void in all directions, pierced through the man's body, and then disappeared into the void.

These lines are taut and straight, like fixing a specimen, holding the man in mid-air.

The man opened his mouth, seemingly about to scream, but before he could utter a sound, the sharp 'threads' began to intertwine and slide together in the next instant.

In an instant, the sharp waist knife shattered into countless fragments, and the man's body exploded like a bright red firework, scattering into countless petals with a bang.

These bright red petals fell onto the smooth floor like leaves sinking into water, instantly swallowed up by the floor, but the strong smell of blood still spread through the narrow space.

At that moment, the smiling masked man turned his head to look at the open door.

Another extraordinary being of the Eternal Old Cult is hiding behind the door.

He could not see the superhuman; his view was completely blocked by the half-open door.

However, he could clearly feel that the door trembled very slightly the moment the smiling masked man turned his gaze towards him.

Hiding

The eternal believers behind the door seemed to be stunned by the recent death of their companion.

"It's nothing, they just look like some small mice."

At that moment, the smiling masked man seemed to hear some kind of call. He turned around and looked towards the dining table.

"Alice, you eat first. You're too thin, you need to eat more. Don't worry, once you've recovered, we'll go find your bastard brother. I told you long ago that your brother is probably crazy, and now he's just abandoned you. Sigh."

He appeared to be talking to someone at the table.

He Ao glanced at the direction of the dining table. Of the two pieces of meat on the table, only the one with the smiling mask had been moved; the other one remained untouched.

There should be a little girl there, but there's no one there now.

"This guy is too dangerous,"

The red-haired woman pressed down on her heaving chest, her voice trembling slightly, and took a deep breath. She finally understood why He Ao had stopped her from going out to explore. This young boy did indeed possess a certain 'talent' far surpassing hers. "Perhaps we should wait until he enters a room before we come out to explore."

"We're out of time."

He gripped the knight's sword, his muscles instantly tensing.

At that very moment, the Eternal Old Cult follower who had been hiding behind the door suddenly rushed out and slashed at the back of the smiling masked man's neck with his knife.

Clearly, he was well aware that under the terrifying power of the smiling masked man, running away and exposing his back to the enemy would mean certain death, so it was better to fight to the death and have a chance of survival.

The instant he jumped out, his gaze suddenly fell upon the slightly ajar storage cabinet in the living room, and he realized something.

In that instant, he immediately changed his strategy, raised the scimitar in his hand, and prepared to throw it towards the locker.

He can't escape alone, but it's a different story if someone else helps him draw fire.

This will at least buy him time to change his hiding place.

But before he could throw his scimitar, the smiling masked man who had turned his head away suddenly turned back.

The smiling masked man had already discovered his presence; he was just waiting for him to fully reveal himself.

At the same time, the half-closed cabinet door was suddenly kicked open, and He Ao's figure shot out like a streak of light.

The Eternal Old Cultist stared wide-eyed at everything. He tried to speak, diverting the smiley masked man's attention to his back, but countless sharp threads had already pierced through his body in that instant.

Blood flowed from the piercing wounds on the bodies of the eternal old believers, and also from beneath Ho's pale skin.

In that split second, He Ao activated his super memory, and the powerful B-level strength was applied to this body on the verge of collapse, while also accelerating the countdown to his death.

boom--

Under the watchful eyes of the smiling masked man, another bright red 'firework' bloomed in the sky.

At the same time, the pure white knight sword, covered with divine consciousness, also came into contact with the head of the smiling masked man, which was composed of light and shadow.

The smiling masked man immediately turned around to look behind him, but it was too late.

The sharp blade sliced ​​through the smiling paper mask on his face, splitting it in two in an instant.

boom--