Life Game In Other World
Chapter 1118: Chaos B-level (Vote for Monthly Ticket)

Chapter 1118: Chapter 1118: Chaos B-level (Vote for Monthly Ticket)

"Hmm?"

Carlo’s eyebrows raised as he turned his head, only to see a bright blade stained with remnant blood had already pierced through the lingering flames of the night, reaching his neck.

In the brief moment he had swung his chain hammer, He Ao’s figure had passed by the hammer, reaching his side.

"Not bad movement technique,"

His body instantly leaned backward to retreat, dodging He Ao’s blade while at the same time forcefully pulling back, the golden chain hammer swiftly retracting and smashing towards He Ao’s back.

In that instant, He Ao’s attack missed, his figure flickered, and he suddenly appeared to the side.

The returning chain hammer passed through his Phantom Shadow, smashing towards Carlo’s face.

Bang—

Carlo stretched out his hand, caught the handle of the chain hammer, cracked a smile, and looked at He Ao with interest,

"Your strength far exceeds that of an ordinary C-rank, allowing you to exert formidable power even while poisoned. What is it? Some B-rank Extraordinary Item even your colleagues at the Federal Bureau of Investigation don’t know about?"

At this point, his tone paused, "Or some kind of ’Grace of Order’? Or perhaps a grace from some Divine Being?"

He gently shook the chain hammer, gazing at He Ao who was gradually distancing himself and standing before a cliff-edge, lips splitting into a smile, "Honestly, I do hope it’s the ’Grace of Order’. It would be quite an unpleasant sight for those prim and proper bastards if their god’s chosen one got themselves killed, such a pity,"

He sighed lightly.

Just then, He Ao’s figure flashed again, appearing on another side.

Boom—

The cliff where he had just stood was shattered by the immense chain hammer, sending up clouds of dust and debris.

If he had reacted even a bit slower just now, he would already be a blob of meat paste.

Every word that Carlo said was attracting his attention, laying the groundwork for that sudden strike.

From the looks of it, Carlo’s Physical fitness is probably over four thousand points; he must have been promoted in recent years. Normally, he shouldn’t be this strong, and there might be some permanent blessings from the God of Chaos solidified in his body.

"Interesting, interesting,"

Carlo looked at He Ao, his mouth wide open, revealing yellowing teeth and the red flesh stuck between them, "Pity, your faith in Order is not steadfast. If you were truly the Chosen of Order, then today’s battle would certainly be much more interesting. Let me see more of your power."

He took a step forward, once again brandishing the chain hammer towards He Ao.

He Ao took a deep breath, intending to dodge again, but at this moment his thoughts shifted, watching the incoming chain hammer.

A certain special power was acting upon the chain hammer, locking onto him.

He turned his body, and the chain hammer also shifted its trajectory, speeding up even more.

He Ao immediately backed away quickly, increasing the distance.

And the chain hammer followed his movement, going faster and getting closer to him.

Soon, the distance between He Ao and Carlo had reached the maximum length of the chain hammer’s chain, but almost at the same moment, Carlo stepped forward and released his grip, giving up the clamp on the chain hammer

As if a sword released from its bowstring, the chain hammer surged towards He Ao at an even faster speed.

Behind He Ao, on one side were the Chaotic Believers encircling from the outside, and on the other was the towering cliff—there was nowhere left to retreat.

He raised the knife in his hand, Divine Sense covering the blade, instantly inscribing a Strengthening Magic Array, and then he raised his knife to meet the chain hammer, colliding with it.

Boom—

Accompanied by a thunderous roar, the ground beneath He Ao’s feet shattered, and behind him, the Chaotic Believers who were slowly encircling to ambush him, some of them directly trembled and exploded into scraps of flesh.

And the remaining ones, either Transcendents or those who had received Grace, were also blown away, tumbling to the ground.

At the same time, dense blood also seeped out from He Ao’s extensively wounded and bleeding skin.

The explosive release of intense power tore apart the already critically injured body from the inside to some extent.

The effectiveness of the transcendent poison had not yet completely subsided, and He Ao also found that the poison seemed to have damaged the body structure of ’Suote’ to some extent, making his body even more frail, causing the upper limit of strength his body could withstand to be further reduced.

However, He Ao was already accustomed to such circumstances.

All these hinted at a single ’status quo’: he did not have much time left.

Even if he could hold out until the effects of the transcendent poison had completely subsided, it was uncertain whether he could stably unleash all his power.

This body can’t endure it.

Whoosh——

After the clash, the chain hammer rebounded off the blade and flew backward.

He Ao immediately withdrew his sword and reached out to grab the chain hammer.

Carlo had a fundamental difference from those B-rank level who relied solely on Grace for their power; he not only possessed great strength but also had an Extraordinary Ability that matched his power, coming from his Talent Sequences.

That ’locking’ ability just now seemed to originate from Carlo’s Extraordinary Ability.

And just as He Ao was about to touch the chain hammer, his gaze also fell on Carlo, who rushed over and hooked his foot under the iron chain on the ground.

In that instant, a thought surfaced in his mind.

Since he’s so close, why not charge at him and exchange blows.

Very quickly, that idea was suppressed; for He Ao, who often had intrusive thoughts, this level of mental influence was negligible.

But such a sudden, extreme thought was all too familiar to ’Suote’, and He Ao knew it too, having encountered similar abilities in Talent Sequences called ’Paranoiac’ before.

It appears to be one of the follow-up C-rank Talent Sequences of the Thug, commonly seen in the Church of Chaos and likely a core pathway of the Church.

It seems Carlo’s Talent Sequence is the follow-up B-rank Talent Sequence corresponding to the ’Paranoiac’.

’Suote’ had never encountered a B-rank from the Church of Chaos, but the intelligence he collected suggested that the B-ranks in this pathway were very adept at slaughter.

This fits with what Carlo said earlier, about ’slaughtering’ pursuers to complete the ceremony.

As his thoughts raced, He Ao grasped the handle of the chain hammer and looked at Carlo, who had already picked up the chain and had it in his grasp. Without hesitation, he threw the chain hammer in his hand.

Carlo seemingly did not expect He Ao to be completely unaffected by his ability, and was slow to react until the hammer head had already flown halfway across the sky.

He immediately lifted the iron chain and retreated, trying to regain control of the chain hammer, but by then it was already too late.

The chain hammer eventually still struck his chest with a ’bang—’ and a crisp sound, sending him flying backwards.

"Cough—"

He coughed lightly, spitting out a trace of blood, and looked at He Ao with a smile, "Interesting, I hope you can give me more surprises."

He Ao raised the blade in his hand, gazing at Carlo.

And in that moment, his body jolted slightly, and he frowned.

The wounds he had torn open while countering the chain hammer were still bleeding profusely.

With C-rank level recovery ability, this was not reasonable; at the very least, the blood should be starting to clot by now.

He quickly scanned his entire body and found that his previous injuries were also slowing in clotting due to some reason.

The stability of this body was further diminished through these wounds.

And all of this seemed to happen after being ’locked on’ by Carlo.

He Ao lifted his head and looked at Carlo before him.

A trace of power from the Eye of Truth still spread throughout He Ao’s body, allowing him to perceive at the World Bottom Layer something very vague, akin to a ’locking mark’, lingering on his body.

This must be the materialization of Carlo’s ability at the World Bottom Layer.

Now it appears that this ability is not limited to just locking onto the target.

It also slows down the recovery rate of the targeted individual’s injuries, creating a sort of enforced, persistent bleeding state.

Indeed, a capability well-suited for the battlefield and for slaughter.

As more time drags on, He Ao’s injuries get worse, his power endurance weaker, and the situation increasingly favours Carlo.

It seems that waiting out the effects of the poison is not going to work.

"It seems your body can’t bear the Grace you sought,"

Suote looked at He Ao’s blood-soaked body, cracking a smile at the corner of his mouth with amusement, "You want to maintain human integrity and yet bear the great Grace of a Divine Being. Where in this world can you want everything and have everything."

He pulled his palm back, and with the clanging sound of iron chains, the chain hammer flew back into his hand.

After the brief battle, although he had sustained a minor injury, he had roughly figured out the extent of ’Suote’s’ power and felt confident, so much so that his tone of voice slightly lifted. After spitting another mouthful of blood-stained saliva, his face full of smiles as he looked at He Ao,

"It’s been a long time since anyone made me feel this way; let me see how you will struggle,"

He lifted the chain hammer, a blood-streaked grin displaying between his teeth, "I’ll take good care of your body, slicing off your tenderest parts to dip in mustard soy sauce."

"Cough—That remains to be seen whether you have that ability or not."

He Ao gripped the blade in his hand, calmly gazing at Suote.

Under the influence of the Super Memory Strength, the effect of that extraordinary poison had roughly faded by half.

’Suote’s’ own strength had also recovered somewhat, and in a little while, he should barely be able to use the ’Distributor’s’ ability.

The physical fitness He Ao could muster now had approximately recovered to around 2000.

If he were to use fist technique, he could burst forth with a power of 4000, and if he waited a little while longer, he might recover even more.

But with this blood loss, his body might not be able to handle much more strength.

He Ao swiftly supplemented the declining curve of his body’s deterioration and the recovery curve of his strength in his mind.

’Suote’ just liked to make such estimates of his condition during combat.

And the point where these two estimated curves intersected was the maximum strength he could use.

He didn’t have any clear observational data at the moment, but he could roughly estimate the trend in his heart.

That intersection point was probably around a physical fitness of 4500.

This number was just barely higher than Carlo’s own strength, and it might even be just a simple parity.

After passing the intersection point, the strength He Ao could use would decline even further.

This strength was only enough to match the regular state of Carlo.

But as a Chaotic Believer who reveled in slaughter, Carlo would probably be able to invoke the Grace of the God of Chaos.

If this guy were to suddenly unleash a physical fitness of 10,000, there’d be no playing around.

If things continued like this at the start of the Copy World, he would be done for.

If he wanted to win, he couldn’t give his opponent a chance to summon the Grace.

Which meant, he only had one chance.

He had to kill with one shot before the other party could react.

The good news was, Carlo didn’t seem to have undergone a complete transformation by divine power either.

Meaning, he was still barely human.

Humans have only one energy convergence point within their bodies.

Carlo’s energy convergence point was located roughly fifteen centimeters below the back of his neck.

The whole intersection point, which was also the moment of He Ao’s peak strength, was probably only a brief one second of time.

One moment in time, one opportunity.

He Ao took a slight breath.

He stepped forward, and this time, he initiated the attack before Carlo.

"It seems you’re a bit anxious."

Carlo looked at He Ao, a smile curling up at the corner of his mouth.

With his ability locked on, if the other party didn’t take the initiative at all, still playing the waiting game, he would actually become a bit suspicious.

The other’s anxiety proved that his position had already been disturbed.

Then he needn’t be in a rush.

The massive metal chain hammer once again tore through the sky, smashing towards He Ao.

This chain hammer was still locked onto He Ao’s body.

But this time, He Ao didn’t dodge; instead, his figure flickered, closing in on Carlo at an even faster pace.

"Struggle a bit more fiercely."

Carlo laughed heartily, lifting the chain. He grasped one end with one hand to stabilize the hammer’s flight, while with the other, he lashed out the tail end of the chain, whipping it towards He Ao like a long whip.

With chains in front and a chain hammer behind, surrounded by attacks from both sides, He Ao didn’t hesitate to swing his sword, sending the chains flying while more blood and wounds spread under his skin.

"Hahaha, come on, get closer to me, let me see your fangs."

Carlo laughed even more excitedly as he swung the chains again towards He Ao, with the chain hammer in the air closing in on He Ao at a greater speed.

The chain that had been lashed out was once again deflected by He Ao.

Carlo kept retreating, trying to increase the distance between himself and He Ao, while He Ao continued to close in.

The chain hammer that trailed closely behind He Ao lost its momentum after a certain distance and started to fall downward.

Carlo swung the chain hammer again, pulling it back and striking towards He Ao’s back.

The might of their clash scattered around, blasting cracks across the ground.

The tail end of the chains that He Ao had deflected struck the ground, creating a massive gash.

Both of their speeds were extremely fast, and in a blink of an eye, they had reached the edge of the encirclement formed by the Chaotic Believers.

Some Chaotic Believers who were too close to the edge and couldn’t dodge in time were shattered by their might.

And at this moment, He Ao finally reached Carlo’s front.

But at this time, the chain hammer also struck from behind towards his back.

He had no choice but to block with his sword behind him.

Bang——

With a light collision sound, his sword blade struck the chain hammer and then hit his own back, shaking his body. He spat out a mouthful of blood and flew towards the distance.

However, the direction he flew was not straight towards Carlo, but towards the Chaotic Believers who surrounded them.

At this moment, Carlo finally ’understood’ what the ’Suote’ in front of him wanted to do.

The other side wanted to use his force to break out of the encirclement and escape.

He now had two choices: one was to immediately intercept the other party, but in such a desperate situation and at such a close distance, even though he was confident he could kill the other party, the other party was likely to also leave him with considerable injury.

Two major mercenary corps from the wealthy families were approaching this side. If he was injured, there was a high chance that those Order dogs would take advantage of him.

The second option was to let ’Suote’ leave.

Severely injured and close to death, as long as he kept following the other party and dangling them, he could soon wear them down bit by bit, and also enjoy the pleasure of playing cat and mouse.

Almost in a moment of contemplation.

He made his decision.

He let He Ao leave without making any attempt to stop him.

At the same time, he swung the tail end of the chains towards his own back to guard against He Ao suddenly turning around and backstabbing him.

He watched ’Suote’s’ body brush past his own, watched ’Suote’ look at him, then suddenly step on the cliff next to him, twisting his body.

Carlo’s body shuddered, realizing something was wrong, and he swung the chains furiously.

But at this moment, He Ao had already used the momentum to turn around, stabbing the blade in his hand without hesitation into Carlo’s back

Heavy strike, strength amplification 20%!

Blood burst out instantly from He Ao’s body.

At the same time, as the blade penetrated Carlo’s skin, the lashed-out chains had already wrapped around the blade, clamping down on it.

In that instant, a smile curved on Carlo’s lips.

What thing could possibly play cunning games with him?

Spurt——

The next second, the sharp blade pierced through his body from behind.

He Ao stood at Carlo’s chest, shakily releasing the trembling sword hilt, looking at Carlo’s stiff body.

Second Burst, strength amplification 35%.

This was a new martial technique he had just learned, carrying out a second stage of attack on the basis of an original attack.