Life Game In Other World
Chapter 1178: Saint (Two more - s, asking for monthly votes)

Chapter 1178: Chapter 1178: Saint (Two more Chapters, asking for monthly votes)

"Now our reconnaissance troops are tracking the trail of these mercenary corps,"

Fiss spoke slowly, "We should be able to find them soon."

"What do you think we should do?"

Danny asked in a low voice.

"What do you think Vian would choose?"

Fiss then asked.

Danny was stunned, falling into thought.

Ding—

Just then, an icon and a line of text lit up on the screen again.

[You have received an anonymous message]

Seeing this icon, Danny was startled for a moment, then reached out his hand and had Eve perform a virus scan on the message, ensuring it was safe before opening it.

As he read the contents of the message, a flicker of surprise swiftly crossed his face, and then his brows furrowed slightly as he fell into deep thought.

"What happened?"

Fiss did not wait for an answer and quickly asked.

"I received a message."

Danny raised his hand, forwarding the message to Fiss.

"From whom?"

It seemed that Fiss was reaching out to receive the message on the other side.

"K."

The elderly man with silver hair softly replied.

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Dawn City·Glorious Palace

Ding-a-ling—

The clear ring of a telephone shattered the silence.

Under the gaze of the silver-haired ponytailed man, Christos reached out to answer the phone, "This is Christos."

"Hello Mr. Mayor, this is Cedar Villa,"

The young firm voice again sounded through the receiver, "The Legion Commander has been unwell recently and is not arranging to meet guests at the moment, please understand."

"Okay,"

Christos paused for a moment, then asked calmly, "Has anyone else visited the Legion Commander recently besides me?"

"Not many can get through this phone,"

The voice on the other end replied gently with neither subservience nor arrogance, "You are the only one who has called in the past month expressing a wish to visit, the Legion Commander doesn’t see many visitors."

"Okay, thank you."

Christos spoke gently, "Please send my regards to the Legion Commander."

"Okay, thank you for your concern,"

The voice on the phone responded, "I will pass the message to the Legion Commander."

Christos placed the receiver down, disconnecting the call, and lifted his head, looking towards the opposite silver-haired ponytailed man.

"So,"

The silver-haired ponytailed man asked in a low voice, "What exactly did that ’old friend’ ask in his message?"

"He asked me,"

Christos spoke slowly, "’Is the ’Legion Commander’ still in town?’"

"Ah?"

The silver-haired ponytailed man was startled, then quickly understood, "So that’s why you called Cedar Villa? To inquire whether the Legion Commander is still around?"

"Yes."

Christos nodded slightly.

"So,"

The silver-haired ponytailed man pondered, "Is the Legion Commander still in town? From the tone over there, it sounds like he is still around?"

"Although the Legion Commander rarely meets people, he generally does not refuse a visit from the mayor, perhaps,"

Christos took a slight breath, "he is no longer in this city."

"So does that ’old friend’ also know that the Legion Commander is gone?"

The silver-haired ponytailed man was a bit puzzled, "How would He know?"

"One possibility is that He and the Legion Commander have some kind of ’connection’, but more likely,"

Christos turned his head towards the window, "Someone learned the news, took action, allowing that person to see a trace, so in turn, He reminded us."

The silver-haired ponytailed man fell silent for a moment, then turned his head and looked out the window.

The towering buildings cast massive neon shadows, overshadowing the narrow office.

—

A pure white light enveloped He Ao’s field of view, he opened his eyes, looking around.

All that met his eyes was the warm pure white.

A stretch of green branches extending from the pure white was positioned right above him, and with his ’awakening’, the branches trembled slightly as if welcoming him.

He Ao felt as if he were hanging beneath these green branches, like fruit suspended from the branches.

Ravings continually echoed in his mind, but unlike before, this time, they felt incredibly intimate, as if returning to the embrace of a mother, listening to her humming a lullaby.

In this pervasive warmth and comfort, a vast and twisted will quietly connected to his body, entering his body, and attempting to envelop his soul, permeating his Sea of Consciousness, seeking a certain invisible connection that existed in the void.

This will was grand and soft, wrapping around He Ao’s soul, making him intoxicated, drowsy, wishing to lie here forever, merging with It.

However, just as this massive will was about to seep into the soul, a golden light trembled, and He Ao’s soul suddenly vanished.

The pure white space trembled violently, and the invisible yet enormous will swept across the entire space.

The green leaves on the emerald branches floating above the space trembled violently.

Then in the next second, He Ao’s Soul appeared again in this pure white space.

The trembling leaves paused slightly, and immediately after, the enormous will wrapped around He Ao’s Soul once more.

Then He Ao’s Soul disappeared in an instant again.

This time, the green leaves trembled even more violently.

The intangible and enormous will swept through the entire space this time, causing the whole world to tremble with a deep vibration.

After a brief tremor, the golden radiance humanoid hanging on the branch trembled again and opened its eyes.

This time, just before the enormous will could envelop the body, the humanoid slowly spoke, the intangible voice transmitting through the thick connection, "Life Goddess, you cannot find me,"

He smiled and said, "As usual, let’s make a deal."

The branch hanging on the tree trembled again.

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Outside Limen City · Wilderness

A giant white tiger, five to six meters long, crouched in the forest covered with snow.

It buried its blood-stained paws into the snow, eyes open, gazing ahead.

Bang—

Accompanied by a soft sound, a small deer with slender limbs and golden antlers slowly walked out from the depth of the forest.

It raised its head, surveying its surroundings.

After ensuring there were no issues, it cautiously lifted its foot, leaping forward a step, then halted.

After a moment, the forest remained dead silent.

Only then did it lift its other foot and step forward again.

Whoosh—

A batch of snow fell from a tree trunk nearby; the deer quickly withdrew its legs and jumped back several steps.

Wa—Wa—

It lifted its head, only to see a black crow flying up from the branch, flapping its wings heading into the high sky.

The deer shook its head gently and tapped the snow with its right foot, seemingly annoyed at its own reaction just now.

The stars shone like jewels hung from the vault of the sky, and the forest was still silent.

The deer took another step forward, advancing two or three steps.

It waited briefly, and as everything around remained quiet, it shook its head cheerfully and rushed forward.

Roar—

Just after it had darted forward, a deep tiger’s roar erupted like thunder through the forest.

The snow covering the branches scattered, and birds perched on the branches hurriedly took flight, dashing towards the sky as if fleeing.

The forest appeared to experience another heavy snowfall.

Amid this snowy onslaught, the small deer was already pinned down by the giant white tiger’s paw,

Oh—

The white tiger bowed its head, emitting a trembling tiger’s roar with its fierce teeth bared, slowly approaching the small deer.

Hum—

Beneath the falling snowflakes, a distant song seemed to resonate through the dense forest.

The roaring white tiger subconsciously loosened its grip, looking in the direction of the singing.

In the snow he landed on, a kind of pure white radiance seemed to emerge, and it seemed as if that radiance spilled directly from the dim sky.

This light slowly gathered in the air, then condensed into a fuzzy glowing humanoid.

At this moment, the small deer took advantage of the loosening tiger paw, forcefully sprang to its feet, and dashed into the dark forest.

The huge white tiger watched this scene, growling softly, then turned its attention to the vague glowing humanoid, crouching, cautiously retreating a bit.

And in the sky, the glowing light quickly converged under its gaze, transforming into a toned, muscular man.

The man slowly floated down from the air, landing on the snow, opened his eyes, looking somewhat bewildered at the surrounding mountains and forests.

Some remnants of white radiance still lingered in the air, gradually dispersing into the surroundings.

The light landed on those barren tree trunks, accompanied by a slight sound, and buds quickly sprouted from the trunks, rapidly growing into green leaves.

Roar—

At that instant, a tiger’s roar exploded in the night.

He Ao looked up, only to see a white-furred old tiger pouncing towards him.

He raised his hand, and a sprout that had just emerged on the branches around him naturally fell, landing right on his fingertips.

Then he lifted the sprout and gently tossed it, driving straight into the gaping maw and piercing through the white tiger’s forehead.

The white tiger’s body trembled and rolled forward into the snow.

At the same time, the green trees around had completed growing their green leaves, and blades of grass surged from beneath He Ao’s feet, pushing through the snow.

Bunches of flowers sprouted from the pristine snow, quickly producing buds and blossoming.

In an instant, in this quiet winter night, it was as though spring had arrived, with everything vibrant with life sprouting forth.

He Ao surveyed the circle of green trees and grass growing around him, this vibrant scene spreading from his feet outward, covering a few hundred meters around.

They gathered around He Ao, like a divine altar constructed of emerald green and vitality.

This was not his doing, but the power of the space used by the Life Goddess to nurture ’Saints’ that seeped out a bit when he arrived.

Such is the power of ’Life’.

He Ao retracted his gaze, looking toward the white tiger that had crashed into the snowy ground, with a bit of fresh blood soaking into the green grass beneath.

This white tiger was a bit too hasty. If it had waited a bit longer, to see this miraculous spectacle of winter meeting spring, perhaps it wouldn’t have attacked so anxiously.

He Ao raised his hand, a green leaf fell onto his fingertips, and he, holding this leaf, slowly walked over and sliced through the white tiger’s fur with the leaf.

This white tiger’s fur was quite splendid; according to methods remembered by Ronald, a tiger fur coat could be quickly sewn.

He Ao looked down at his bare body, thinking somewhat helplessly.