Life Game In Other World
Chapter 1140: Grand Ambitions Come to Naught (Double Release 9000 Votes for Monthly Ticket/Extra for Alliance Leader)

Chapter 1140: Chapter 1140: Grand Ambitions Come to Naught (Double Release 9000 Votes for Monthly Ticket/Extra for Alliance Leader)

He Ao considered probing with words, but thinking about Denock’s ability to control thoughts, he realized that he might be exploited by Denock’s ’False Thought’, and thus ultimately abandoned this idea.

Of course, there are no completely lead-free tangles of thread in this world; fundamentally, He Ao tends to believe that there are no gaps in the use of Denock’s abilities.

The reason is simple; his high-frequency use of abilities far exceeds the range that a normal B-grade could endure.

Even for He Ao, it’s not possible to overuse Super Memory without any scruples.

The more powerful the force, the oftener it requires a substantially high cost to harness.

And such a situation led He Ao to another possibility.

That is where Denock differs from other believers of the Evil God.

He is an individual.

While this seems ’normal’, it’s not actually ’normal’ among the followers of the Evil God.

Though Denock has solidified a portion of the powers from the Divine Grace, he did not like most of the believers of the Evil God undergo a thorough transformation by the God of Chaos, mutating into twisted monsters as those believers He Ao had encountered.

Lacking such a mutation, he admittedly loses that kind of explosive physical prowess, but the Divine Grace he received does not disappear.

According to Suote’s understanding, compared to other believers of the Evil God, he does not kill any less, and the Grace he receives from the Evil God isn’t any lesser either.

Since he hasn’t used these Graces for complete mutation, then he must have spent them elsewhere.

The Divine Grace is broad; not only can it be used irrationally for muscular enhancement through Mysticism.

Therefore, He Ao speculates that Denock had used the accumulated Graces to compensate for the cost of using his abilities.

The only thing that might affect his usage of abilities would then only be whether the accumulated Graces are sufficient, not his body’s own limitations.

Of course, the abilities of Talent Sequences are peculiar and varied, He Ao cannot be certain that there are no intervals in Denock’s ability usage.

But he has still prepared a contingency plan in case the exploitation of time interval is not successful.

Strictly speaking, only if the exploitation of the time interval fails, this contingency plan would achieve its most perfect effect.

Because this plan exploits one of Denock’s ’thought loopholes’, and the foothold of this mental loophole is ’inertia’.

This is a basic concept in physics, denoting a body’s capacity to maintain its current state of motion.

In the context of this battle, it means a thrown knife will have a tendency to continue ’flying’, and if someone intercepts this knife hard, they might be injured by it, and the severity of the injury would depend on the strength of the throw.

Strictly speaking, ’inertia’ isn’t a shortcoming in the Chaos Mage’s abilities—it doesn’t actually fall within the range of the Chaos Mage’s abilities.

In high-frequency combat, He Ao has kind of figured out the essence of Chaos Mage’s ability—’disruption of complex orderly operations’, ’chaos art’.

It can disrupt electronic products, affect the mobilization of muscles to some extent, interfere with the operation of energy circuits, and He Ao believes if there’s an Array, the Chaos Mage should be able to interfere with the normal operation of the Array as well.

And all these things share one thing in common; they are made up of myriad basic structures and motions combining into complex orderly movements.

The Chaos Mage’s ability simply turns these orderly movements into disorderly ones, thereby losing their effects brought by being orderly, but it cannot interfere with the fundamental movement itself.

For example, when He Ao swings his knife, he can only affect He Ao’s energy circuits, reducing He Ao’s strength, but cannot make the knife bend or turn back.

It cannot change the object’s own ’inertia’.

This is why He Ao quickly closes in on Denock with a combination of strikes, making Denock feel the threat of death and instinctively repel He Ao away from the effective range of the Chaos Mage’s abilities.

Then he uses Martial Techniques with long weapons, throwing the Bloody Slaughter Knife with tremendous momentum, additionally reinforcing it with a powerful initial speed through Divine Sense, to offset the energy loss caused by air resistance and others during the piercing process.

Afterwards, he again used the Second Burst Martial Technique, catching the ground’s rebound and the power of Divine Sense, and threw himself as a ’Weapon’.

During this process, he also attached Divine Sense to his clothing, added an initial velocity, and synchronized his position with the Bloody Slaughter Knife.

In Denock’s perspective, it seemed like he and the Bloody Slaughter Knife were together, but in fact, he controlled it very well, he was just ’following’ behind the Bloody Slaughter Knife without actually touching it.

In another sense, it’s like He Ao figuring out a way to throw both the knife and himself out, with less force on the knife and more force on himself.

The knife hit Denock’s spike first—a one-stage attack, followed closely by He Ao’s body that hit the knife, creating a second-stage attack effect, thereby breaking Denock’s defense and piercing through his brow.

Because after He Ao threw himself and the knife, he didn’t exert any more force, so Denock’s ’Chaos Art’ couldn’t affect the speed of He Ao and the knife no matter what.

There was still a minor event, as the Bloody Slaughter Knife could automatically lock onto targets, He Ao tried to use the Control Array to see if he could make the Bloody Slaughter Knife lock onto the brow center, and unexpectedly, it was successful.

This made the Bloody Slaughter Knife automatically correct itself even if it was a bit off target.

Of course, He Ao could also influence the Bloody Slaughter Knife with Divine Sense, but under the effects of a Chaos Mage, the consumption of Divine Sense would increase dramatically.

This type of ’Inertia Attack’ could effectively ’use’ the loopholes in Denock’s thinking.

Previously, the Transcendents Denock encountered combated mysticism with mysticism, but the capabilities of a Chaos Mage were extremely effective against the power of mysticism.

Thus, in combat, He Ao noticed that Denock heavily relied on Chaos Mage’s capabilities, so when He Ao used a basic physical inertia attack, Denock would experience a ’time difference’ where he couldn’t react in time.

However, relying on Chaos Mage’s abilities didn’t mean Denock was foolish; he might not react promptly, but given some time, he would quickly realize the crux of the issue.

This attack could only be used once, the most effective time being the first time it’s used.

Therefore, He Ao needed to extend the time difference for Denock to react in order to keep his attack undiscovered.

At this point, the ’interval trap of ability usage’ weaved by Denock himself became He Ao’s greatest aid.

When He Ao stepped into this trap and was severely wounded by Denock, Denock would enter a state of extreme excitement in a very short time.

That is the joy of a successful plan, as well as the thrill of intellectually suppressing He Ao.

That is the most basic human emotion; regardless of how well Denock controlled it, he would be overwhelmed by this emotion in a very short time.

During this time, his body and brain would incline toward acting according to previous successful experiences—that is, continuing to use the highly effective Chaos Mage abilities.

But this time, He Ao’s inertia attack was not within the influence range of the Chaos Mage’s abilities.

And the chaos and helplessness brought about by the failure of Chaos Mage’s abilities, along with the time wasted using his abilities, would leave Denock without the chance to counterattack and escape.

By the time he subconsciously defends himself, it would already be too late.

This is also why many people, after a success, often get carried away and step into a major trap.

In contrast, He Ao did everything he could, summoned the strongest power, and utilized every element possible to create this attack.

Only by combining all of these elements did this ’assault’ occur.

If any one element had failed, and Denock realized the essence of this attack midway, there would have been a great possibility for him to escape He Ao’s fatal blow.

And the next time, the effectiveness of such an attack would not be as good.

By then, the severely wounded He Ao might not be able to find another opportunity.

"Cough—"

He Ao coughed lightly, glanced at the fresh blood on his palm, somewhat helplessly.

Just this morning, the system repaired my injuries.

However, these injuries are still much better than the near-death experience last night.

He approached Denock’s corpse, confirmed Denock’s energy circuit was completely shattered and all signs of life had ceased, before slowly raising his hand and dragging Denock’s body towards a nearby street.

Although there was still a bit of the God of Chaos’s corruption on Denock’s body, it didn’t affect He Ao much.

Denock didn’t fully undergo the God of Chaos’s transformation, preserving his human body.

Which also meant another thing.

The Talent Sequences inside him would not be taken away by the God of Chaos as Sacrifices.

The Talent Sequences of a Chaos Mage could also drop.

He Ao doesn’t have the formula for a Chaos Mage; the Talent Sequences at the end are likely to become an Extraordinary Item, just like the Bloody Slaughter Knife.

Of course, obtaining the ability like Denock’s, supported by the grace of the Evil God for infinite use, is impossible unless He Ao also finds a friend to bless and charge him with energy.

Good friends indeed wouldn’t be stingy with their blessings, but it’s hard to tell whether they would charge He Ao’s items or hit He Ao with several bolts of lightning.

Even returning to the normal version, the abilities of a Chaos Mage should still be quite impressive.

As the terrifying aftermath of the battle completely disappears, figures slowly emerge from the quiet darkness.

Some figures, cautiously stepping onto the square’s ground now completely broken into small stones, tread on the rubble cautiously approaching the center of the battlefield.

They carefully lift up cameras and wristbands, trying to record everything.

—

On the shattered street.

A luxury off-road motorcycle with a black and gold color scheme stops in front of a ramshackle hut, a bloody figure struggling to get up, crawling towards the parked off-road motorcycle.

His movements were extremely slow, as if his muscles and bones were already shattered, but supported by an invisible force.

Gurgle—

Just as he leans on the motorcycle, a subtle noise came from the end of the shattered street.

In the quiet night, a figure, wearing a tattered jacket and hair soaked in blood, dragging a similarly bloodied corpse, slowly walks out from the darkness, stopping in front of him.

He raises his head, gazing at the approaching figure, eyes fixed on that blood-stained resolute face, slightly startled, then immediately rasps with a hoarse laugh,

"Suote, I was right about you, I was right to ask for your contact information and send you my address, I knew you would come to save me."

He raises his hand, wanting to shake hands with the newcomer, but only lifts it halfway before his arm falls weakly, and ultimately, he just places his hand on the motorcycle, gives a thumbs up to the figure in front, and laughs,

"The Federal Bureau of Investigation is truly the embodiment of the Federation’s justice, and you, Chief Suote, are the justice within justice. The Federation is blessed to have you, I can see that in the near future, you will definitely clear up the entire atmosphere of the Federation!"

He looks at the still expressionless figure, further exaggerating his laughter, "Of course, Minte City will also be cleansed because of your arrival,"

At that moment, he seems to remember something, struggling to raise his hand, a stern and authoritative look on his face, furrowing brows still carrying a hint of anger,

"Tomorrow, tomorrow I will issue a decree, to strictly investigate the two big consortia, they dare to collude with followers of the Evil God and attempt to subvert the city government, unforgivable! Unforgivable!"

He waves his hand, "I am also going to send the final notice to the two big Mercenary Corps outside, telling them to get lost! If they don’t leave, I will declare war! Like in Yilan City, fiercely beating up those bastards, forcing them to flee from the vicinity of Minte City in a wretched state!"

He turns his head, looking at the figure, laughing, "You know about Yilan City right? That Mayor Lin En, managed Yilan City like an iron barrel, the Evis Spatial System’s Mercenary Corps was blown up by him, and the rebellion of the City Defense Army, he easily suppressed, also, you know,"

His smile grew broader, "Two mercenary corps from Kopes Mining, wielding the most advanced weapons, were so frightened they didn’t even dare knock on the gates of Yilan City! Hahaha, can you believe it?! The corporation’s mercenary corps scattered like rats with their tails hit,"

His gaze was mocking yet seemed to carry a hint of reflection,

"I sent people to Yilan City to observe, the reverence for Mayor Lin En there is terrifying, truly terrifying,"

He looked towards the figure beside him, "Trust me, you can’t imagine—a mayor commanding such high reverence in his own city, even the Christos of Dawn City couldn’t match that."

He paused, his voice trembling slightly,

"Do you know what kind of power that reverence signifies? He tells the Yilan people to go east, they would never go west,

"If he wishes to change the Yilan constitution, the Yilan people would gleefully gather to write the laws he favors, and like a smitten youth before their lover, present the amended constitution to him flatteringly.

"He could serve one term, two terms, three terms... up until his death. The City Defense Army is so loyal to him, the Yilan people revere him so much, he could mold Yilan’s laws at will, like ravaging a white sheet freely writable,

"He could decide a person’s life with a single word, or death with another—power,"

He raised his hands involuntarily, admiringly speaking, "Such marvelous power, gathered in his hands; he could even declare war against the entire Federation if he wanted to. The Yilan people would comply without hesitation; if he wished, he could become the ’King’ of Yilan."

He looked towards the figure beside him, explaining carefully, "’King’, you know? That is a term from the Era of the Great Cataclysm, even older times, meaning an absolute ruler, a dictator,"

At this point, he paused momentarily, then shook his head vigorously, "No, not just a ’King’, he could become the ’Emperor’ of Yilan, an even more exalted existence. His words became the law, his acts the standard."

Again, he admiringly lamented, "Power, such marvelous power, I regarded him as my idol the moment I learned all this."

Gleams of radiant light flickered in his eyes, whether reminiscing about his ’idol’ or that absolute, supreme ’power.’

As he spoke thus far, the figure standing next to him twitched their cheeks slightly for the first time, revealing a fleeting strange expression.

"Hahaha, you think he’s pretty impressive, right?"

The bloodied figure lying on the motorcycle noticed the change in the expression of the person beside him, laughed out, but then his expression grew solemn, sighing, "Unfortunately, he’s dead."

His hand caressed the leather of the motorcycle seat, his tone elongating in a sigh, "He was so close to the highest power, yet he spent his life resisting the Advent of the Evil God."

He looked up at the figure beside him, smiling, "I know you must have liked him, who wouldn’t? The Federation has even started circulating epics about him."

His blood-stained hand gently pressed on the leather seat, brushing the gems embedded around the edge, "Revered by the people in life, celebrated by the people in death, the legendary Hero King of the Era of the Great Cataclysm is just so."

He looked at the figure beside him, further smiling warmly and invitingly, "You can trust me, I can be a leader like Lin En too. The people of Minte City under my leadership will also have warm good days,"

Light snowfall landed on his hair tips, the cold wind brushed across his face, "I will strike down the two large consortia, reform the City Government,"

He raised his hand, his voice involuntarily becoming fervent, "I will ensure every person in Minte City has enough food, clothes, allowing them all to spend a warm winter."

Then his voice lowered slightly, tinged with a hint of melancholic sigh, "But you still have to help me, my power is not enough, Owai doesn’t really listen to me, help me strike down the two large consortia, help me take complete control of Minte City, then we can realize that grand blueprint, reform this city, breathe life into it anew."

The flying snow shivered in the air with his voice, spinning in the sky like white duckweed.

"Alright, help me out, we now need to go to my personal doctor,"

The bloodied figure, having spoken so much, seemed a bit exhausted, he coughed lightly, struggling to climb onto the motorcycle seat, "We’ll go together, might still encounter assassinations from the Church of Chaos along the road, you need to protect me."

He Ao calmly gazed at the struggling Lokte, watched his difficult and somewhat comical attempts to get on the motorcycle.

He slowly spoke, voicing the first sentence after their reunion, his voice very soft, yet it struck like dull thunder in the snowy night,

"You are going to die."