Life Game In Other World
Chapter 1227: The Lord of the Starry Sky’s Grace (Seeking Monthly Passes for a Mega - )

Chapter 1227: Chapter 1227: The Lord of the Starry Sky’s Grace (Seeking Monthly Passes for a Mega Chapter)

Wistain pressed his palm against the blood flowing from his chest, staining his entire hand with the bright red liquid tinged with a green glow.

"Ah—!"

A pale green nested three-ring crest emerged from his palm.

Seeing this, He Ao quickened his pace, swinging the blood-stained blade.

Wistain had already lifted his head, clutching the ring crest in his hand, his gaze fixed on the heavens as he shouted rapidly in a nearly inaudible tone,

"Endless stars transform for You, brilliant curtains give life to all creation, praise to You, Great Lord of the Starry Sky!"

As his words fell, the firmament, originally veiled by a hazy white glow, darkened in an instant.

The sky, previously scattered with faint clouds, became clear and luminous as dazzling, radiant clusters of stars suddenly appeared above the firmament.

Pure brilliance illuminated the heavens and the earth in an instant—flames dimmed into embers, clouds lost their oppressive chill, and even the ice and snow seemed to radiate warmth.

The resplendent and ’clean’ starlight soothed the turbulence within each heart consumed by war and slaughter. Bathing in this light felt as though both the soul and body were cleansed, and even the gunshots across the land softened in the starlight.

Blood that had begun to coagulate liquefied once more under this radiance, merging into trickling streams that coursed through the craters created by shells and across the scars of the slopes.

This battlefield, drenched in blood and scorched by cannon fire, transformed momentarily into a serene and idyllic Taoyuan—a scene that brought tranquility to one’s heart.

However, the "trees" in this Taoyuan were shattered armor; its "green leaves" the raging flames; the "warm meadows" scattered ice and snow; and the "streams" were flowing crimson blood.

Wistain raised his head to the heavens, staring blankly at the sight before him.

His palm, long drenched in blood, clashed against his paled complexion; He Ao could clearly feel the weakening of his flesh and body, as if drained of vitality in a single moment.

After He Ao had disrupted the ritual, Wistain seemingly had to resort to a special secret technique to forcefully begin the ceremony.

The cost of employing this secret technique evidently appeared steep and unforgiving.

He Ao sensed the changes in the sky and the starlight rapidly extending around him, yet his movements did not falter in the slightest.

Gripping the blood blade tightly, he charged toward Wistain with even greater speed.

Bang—

Just as the blood blade was about to touch Wistain’s body, a glowing barrier descended abruptly from the heavens, halting He Ao in his tracks.

The crimson blade halted a mere centimeter from Wistain’s flesh but was unable to move even a fraction further.

He Ao glanced at the barrier of starlight before him, his movements uninterrupted as he immediately drew back the blade and struck the barrier once more.

Long-weapon martial techniques!

At that moment, the severely weakened Wistain stared at He Ao, the corner of his mouth splitting slightly, and his gaze revealing a tinge of madness and distortion. Bathed in the pure starlight, his twisted and frenzied expression took on a ’sacred’ quality.

"Do you see it? This is the power of the Great Lord of the Starry Sky."

He raised both hands, his devout gaze fixed on the heavens. Under the radiance of the stars, his frail body began to emanate dense green brilliance—a glow resembling numerous chisels stabbing out from within his body, instantly carving sprawling patterns across the surface of his flesh.

The intricate patterns covered his entire being, even seeping through his clothing, enveloping him completely in this bizarre and eerie power.

Bang—

He Ao’s blood blade clashed against the barrier of stars once again.

Crack—

Cracks spread across the surface of the barrier.

Without hesitation, He Ao swung the blade down once more.

In that instant, the entire barrier shattered into countless scattered fragments of light.

Simultaneously, Wistain’s figure abruptly disintegrated; under the dazzling starlight, his body fragmented into countless glimmering points of light.

He Ao’s blood blade sliced through the starlight only to strike nothing but air, his body spinning from the momentum of uncontrolled force.

Passing through the pervasive light particles.

Suddenly, countless luminous rays burst forth from the dispersed light specks.

This brilliance further illuminated the terrain, already lit by starlight, into an even greater radiance and fervor.

Intersecting light particles crafted a three-dimensional lattice that covered every corner of the vicinity in dense layers.

Pulled by uncontrolled force, He Ao could only contort his body to avoid several lethal zones.

Several rays of light pierced through He Ao’s waist, legs, and shoulders in an instant, causing blood to erupt uncontrollably like a gushing spring.

As his body was impaled, He Ao immediately twisted aside to evade further harm.

His body rolled through the night sky before landing painfully on the nearby ground.

Once again, the dazzling starlight flashed past—it had missed its mark this time.

He Ao raised his blood blade, surveying the dispersed light particles.

The starlight, undeterred by its earlier miss, did not cease; instead, it flickered briefly and then transformed into a sea of radiant light.

The light blanketed the land within a hundred meters of He Ao, engulfing his figure entirely.

As the brilliance stretched outwards, illusory shadows also began emerging simultaneously from all directions.

These shadows, like fleeting comets crossing the skies, brushed past He Ao’s side.

Each ray of light resembled a sharp blade, grazing He Ao’s body, slicing through his skin, flesh, and wounds.

Immediately, He Ao tried to sidestep and evade the light streaks.

Yet, the radiance was so densely packed that every flicker of light seemed to encapsulate a spectral figure.

In mere moments, He Ao’s body was riddled with intricate cuts.

*Remaining Translation Omitted Due to Length Constraints*