Life Game In Other World
Chapter 1085: New Martial Techniques (Seeking Monthly Votes)

Chapter 1085: Chapter 1085: New Martial Techniques (Seeking Monthly Votes)

The elderly man’s cloudy pupils suddenly constricted the moment they touched the Obelisk.

The violent and wild ravings, like an impassioned symphony, exploded in the elderly man’s mind in an instant.

His body trembled uncontrollably; twisted flesh writhed beneath his skin.

It was a trap—

He struggled to retreat, but it was already too late; the force he had just exerted was too great. With He Ao’s concurrent pull on his body, he had utterly lost control.

Like a car with failing brakes, he hurtled straight towards the abyss.

In the blink of an eye, his entire body, accompanied by the force drawing him towards the Obelisk, was completely engulfed by the Illusion’s smooth surface.

A rich blackness covered his vision.

This was Tiger Cane’s first venture into the Illusion of the Obelisk, he tried to observe his surroundings, but the raging contamination incessantly surged into his brain, preventing him from focusing on everything around him.

He could only feel a distorted darkness; the lights and shadows around him were merely shattered fragments.

As if in an utterly dark abyss, a giant mirror was smashed, and the murky light shone upon its fragments, barely reflecting some broken brilliance.

He could clearly sense that the further forward he went, the more severe the distortion became; the space-time that lay between fragmentation and stability would tear apart anything that entered it.

Even the sensations of tearing on the front and back halves of his body were completely different.

Escape—escape—

Fragments of thoughts surfaced in his mind, instantly overwhelmed by the ravings like a tsunami.

Yet his body immediately took action; he released his grip on the tightly held green cane and, without hesitation, turned and smashed back towards the way he had come.

Underneath his lean body, twisted flesh writhed, a spread of red light enveloping his entire figure.

The power within him seemed to develop its own consciousness, wriggling in all directions.

Faces that were barely there surfaced with his movement, spreading outwards in all directions.

And in the Depths of Darkness ahead, standing between the shattered light, He Ao casually threw the green cane out of the space, grasped the Shadowless Sword, and gazed at Tiger Cane.

The twisted contamination continued to assault his consciousness, and blood seeped out along his skin.

This contamination didn’t seem to stem from any single individual but rather a despair and madness twisted and woven together from multiple entities.

So much so that its intensity was even higher than that of a regular Angel.

However, it was not enough to affect He Ao’s actions.

Where he stood, darkness still reigned, but he could feel that he was standing on some kind of ground.

It appeared to be the ’reflection’ of the Obelisk’s foundation remnants in this area.

At this moment, both he and Tiger Cane were standing on the edge of this fractured space-time; a step deeper, and these ’foundations’ beneath their feet would likely cease to exist.

When he entered this Illusion of the Obelisk, he had felt this condition, and just as he had predicted, this shattered space did not belong to the City of Rong Guang.

In this space, Tiger Cane couldn’t draw strength from his surroundings.

His endless stamina exploit was gone.

However, his willpower was still somewhat beyond He Ao’s estimation.

Thoughts flew through his mind amidst the storm of contamination, but He Ao’s actions did not stop; he stepped forward, holding the Shadowless Sword, and thrust it towards Tiger Cane’s chest.

"Ah!!!!"

And Tiger Cane, noticing He Ao emerging from the darkness, saw his scrawny, aged palm suddenly become thick and huge, reaching out towards He Ao.

Tiger Cane turned his head and looked at He Ao with a mocking smile, "Kid, you think by dragging me here, you can win?!"

"Ridiculous!"

A face squeezed out from the center of the palm, splitting its mouth to reveal sharp teeth.

"Ridiculous!"

"Ridiculous!"

...

Mocking laughs issued from the elderly man’s body, arms, thighs, neck—nearly every part, overlapping to form a piercing howl.

"Hahaha,"

Hearing so many echoes, the elderly man wore a confident smile, then suddenly realized something, and exclaimed in astonishment, "Who are you?!!"

"Who is it?"

"Who is who?"

"This is me!"

"The new world’s me!"

"The world is about to reboot, and I am the master of the new world!"

"Divine Being has granted me rebirth!"

"Divine Being has granted me rebirth!"

"Hahaha"

Every sentence in the darkness seemed to come from the same entity, yet from different voices.

The chaotic sounds formed a twisted and sharp symphony, echoing among the shattered glories, like foam on a tide of pollution, embellishing the darkness.

The previously withered, thin body began to inflate rapidly, and faces squeezed out from the body, all opening their mouths, issuing twisted laughter.

And the hand that was reaching for He Ao was becoming even more forceful.

He Ao did not speak but quietly gazed at it all, raising the Shadowless Sword in his hand and slashing upwards.

The sharp blade instantly cut through the twisted flesh, then met some kind of hard bone, and subsequently, a tremendous force impacted He Ao’s own body.

He Ao was sent flying, tumbling into the depths of darkness.

"Hahaha, what a foolhardy kid!"

The face on the palm laughed out loud as the flesh cut by the Shadowless Sword quickly healed.

"He thinks by severing my connection to the City of Rong Guang, he can defeat me?"

A face on the shoulder laughed as well.

"He’s dreaming!"

A deep voice rose from the other arm, "Now I am even more powerful."

Faces screamed and mocked, and at the same time, their bodies rapidly moved in the direction of the entrance, towards the City of Rong Guang.

But the very next second, the young man reappeared in the darkness, thrusting his sword forward.

Bang—

This time too, the young man was easily blown away.

"Insignificant tricks!"

A face on the swollen body laughed out loud.

Meanwhile, his body continued to charge in the direction of the entrance, towards the City of Rong Guang.

Just as he lifted his foot, the young man’s silhouette once again appeared out of the darkness.

The huge palm collided with the sword blade, sending the figure holding the sword flying.

He Ao fell to the ground, his body now covered in blood, from the corrosive overflow damage as well as the rebound damage from the attacks.

Though Tiger Cane had lost its endless stamina, his inherent strength, far surpassing He Ao’s, remained.

The young man clenched the sword in his hand, the intense pain radiated through his body, and he could feel cracks of varying degrees forming on his bones.

"Little thing, come out, I’m going to kill you!!!"

The elder, now a bloated monster, opened his mouth, looking into the extremely low visibility darkness, issuing an angry roar.

As time passed, his body became more twisted, his face more numerous.

That twisted corruption was completely reshaping his body, utterly destroying his consciousness, even his twisted sanity was slipping away from him.

He didn’t want to lose his sanity completely; when he turned into a berserk monster without pattern, he might not be able to defeat the cunning young man before him.

"One question,"

He Ao’s body emerged from the darkness; he gazed at the Elderly, his voice hoarse, "How does one enter your true ’Sky-Piercing Tower’?"

"Little thing, you want to know?"

The faces on the bloated body split their mouths, revealing sharp teeth and sticky saliva, "Come here, a little closer, just a little closer, and I’ll tell you."

He Ao’s figure vanished in an instant, appearing before him like a flash, a sword slashing towards his face.

"Good timing!"

The Elderly’s cheeks violently trembled as he raised his hand to strike at He Ao.

Heavy-hitting Martial Technique! Power enhancement by 20%.

The sharp blade instantly severed half an arm, but was still countered back by the Elderly.

This time, He Ao hit the ground without a pause, and once again, dashed towards the Elderly in an instant.

The invisible sword light surged towards the Elderly’s large and bloated chest.

As he saw the sword light rushing towards him,

the Elderly took a half-step back, just until the sword tip was about to reach his flesh and blood, and then suddenly two burly arms sprouted from his waist, slapping left and right towards He Ao.

At such a close distance, once hit, it could instantly pulverize He Ao’s body into a bloody mist.

He Ao immediately retracted his sword for defense and pulled back, the palm landing on his blade and pressing against his chest with terrifying force.

Puh—

He Ao spat out a mouthful of blood and leaned back.

In that instant, the Elderly hesitated no more. His figure vanished in a blink, dashing beyond this space.

Just as long as he returned to the City of Rong Guang, this young man was doomed without a doubt.

But at that moment, He Ao, sent flying backwards, charged again towards the Elderly.

Facing this youth rushing at him again, the Elderly this time did not attack, but instead his four arms encircled in front of his body, facing He Ao to shield his form, and his entire body leaned backwards.

His body had already touched the edge of this space, and a bit of light spread into the darkness where he made contact.

Invisible power began to seep into his body from the city outside.

In reality, with the advantage of the head start, He Ao was already unable to catch up with him.

He watched the youth persistently chasing after him, the corners of his mouth curling up in a ferocious smile, as if mocking the youth for all his efforts that were ultimately futile.

Meanwhile, He Ao calmly gazed at the Elderly who had twisted into a monstrosity.

He raised his sword, took a step forward, and in a flash, his figure appeared in front of the Elderly.

"What?!"

Staring at the youth who suddenly appeared before him, the pupils on the Elderly’s multiple cheeks contracted simultaneously.

The blurry memory from his brain told him; that movement technique, it was his own.

Due to the distortion of his body, he himself was no longer able to use that movement technique as effectively, and his speed had been greatly reduced.

How could this be—he had only seen it twice—

Although his distorted mind was filled with surprise, the Elderly still immediately raised his four arms to block He Ao’s attack.

Just now, he had easily blocked He Ao’s attacks this way several times.

Although he was unable to control his body that was beginning to Awaken ’self’ due to the contamination and his strength had waned during the fight,

the opponent was clearly in worse shape than he was.

The invisible blade nearly reached his body in an instant.

Long weapon Martial Technique, the tip enhanced by 30%.

He Ao threw his entire body as if it were a long weapon, thrusting towards the Elderly’s arm.

Crack—

The broad arm was instantly perforated and shredded, the sharp blade continuing towards the Elderly’s chest.

Yet at this moment, the Elderly’s facial expression suggested no significant surprise.

He watched He Ao, seemingly already anticipating this move from him; his remaining three arms quickly retracted and coiled in front of him.

Twisted flesh shimmered with a red glow, then solidified into a sturdy bone shield.

Clang—

The sharp sword tip touched the bone shield, making a crisp sound.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

The sword tip only penetrated a few millimeters into the bone shield, and then couldn’t advance any further.

The monstrous and bloated creature used the thrust of He Ao’s sword like a battering ram to charge outwards with even greater speed.

It intended to leverage He Ao’s strength to leave this place more quickly.

Every one of its twisted and fearsome cheeks gazed at He Ao, its gaping maw seeming to mock him.

But He Ao remained calm, fixating his gaze on the bone shield before him, gripping the sword hilt tightly in his hand.

The scene of the recent battle with the Elderly manifested in his mind: the intricate energy circuits, the complex muscle movements, and that force which, upon impact, burst forth once more.

It wasn’t his first time encountering these Second Burst fighting techniques. In the Xito Replica, he had learned some techniques involving using a secondary burst of hidden energy from Vellent, the puppet master of the replica, but had not yet fully integrated them into his Fist Technique.

Boom—

The invisible blade abruptly lunged forward without warning, piercing the seemingly indestructible bone shield in an instant and shattering it into scattered bone fragments.

Martial Techniques, Second Burst!

With the original Martial Techniques amplifying, the secondary outbreak of force further boosted by 35%.

This was a Second Burst Martial Technique he created by fusing the Elderly’s Second Burst skill, Vellent’s hidden energy techniques, and his own Fist Technique.

The sharp edge of the blade didn’t hesitate to pierce into the Elderly’s swollen body, penetrating the five linked energy convergence points in his chest.

Everything happened too quickly, so fast that the Elderly had no time to react, those mocking faces becoming rigid as if frozen in place.

Bang—

Two figures, large and small, were propelled forward by the force and burst out of the broken, dark space, passing through the invisible barrier and tumbling into the twisted sunlight.

The two figures separated and rolled onto the shattered marble square.

Hum—

The invisible blade traversed the sky and landed at the edge of the blazing flames.

The Elderly, now in a bloated form, struggled to rise. He looked at He Ao and raised his arm,

"That is—my Martial Techniques—no—no—how could you—you monster—!!!"

His body bent forward, he reached out to cover his chest, and let out a hoarse roar, kneeling on the ground.

His body was shaking, twisted and vivid flesh crumbling from him like a collapsing sandhill.

Energy from the City of Rong Guang kept surging in from all directions into his body and then poured out incessantly.

His energy circuits were broken, like a shattered pot that can no longer hold water no matter how much is poured in.

But his life force wasn’t completely extinguished; the energy flowing into him was slowing the disintegration of energy within his body. He struggled to lift his hand and looked towards He Ao, seemingly striving to stand up again,

"You monster—"

He Ao rose from the ground, his skin’s fine wounds torn open instantaneously, the intense pain like thousands of needles jabbing his consciousness.

This new Martial Technique, Second Burst, is an amplification of the original technique, adding a secondary boost to the base amplification of the original technique.

In the last moment, He Ao’s physical attributes peaked at over thirteen thousand, approaching fourteen thousand.

This was somewhat over the top for his originally Class-C body.

Although he had protected his major joints and energy circuits with Divine Consciousness Protection ahead of time, the concentrated burst of force still tore apart most of his muscles and blood vessels.

For an ordinary person or a low-level Transcendent, such injuries would almost certainly be fatal.

He fixed his gaze on the Tiger Cane kneeling ahead, raising his hand as the Shadowless Sword returned to his palm.

Perhaps having undergone a mutation into some kind of monster early on, or maybe due to his long-standing presence in the City of Rong Guang, the Tiger Cane’s resistance to the Obelisk’s corruption was much higher than He Ao initially estimated.

And the guy also had a strong willpower.

Even though both body and cognition had undergone severe distortions, he still retained a semblance of warped sanity.

This twisted rationality drove the Tiger Cane desperately to flee from the spatial confines of the Obelisk’s Illusion, and also caused He Ao quite a bit of trouble.

Yet He Ao also capitalized on the desire to escape to create an opportunity for a kill.

The flames were still surging fiercely around them, the youth watching the still-struggling Tiger Cane.

He could feel that as the Tiger Cane’s life force began to wane, the city was undergoing some invisible change.

And at that moment, as if sensing something, He Ao abruptly lifted his head, looking to the side where flames raged fiercely, as if they could Swallow everything.

He raised his hand, and the Shadowless Sword slipped from his grasp.

At his fingertips, fierce waves of fire erupted, and the all-consuming sea of flames that was burning tumultuously parted to both sides.