Life Game In Other World
Chapter 1249: The Truth of 34 Years Ago (Major - for Monthly Tickets)

Chapter 1249: Chapter 1249: The Truth of 34 Years Ago (Major Chapter for Monthly Tickets)

"Suote, you’re courting death!"

The dazzling starlight scratched out a faint, distorted noise, carrying a kind of heart-shaking fury.

The silhouette of starlight raised its head, gazing at the Secret Silver Box shielded by He Ao. Its entire body trembled violently.

He Ao seemed indifferent to his words, slowly unsheathing the blood-stained knife from his back.

Countless crimson lines sprawled across his physique, converging into twisted symbols resembling tentacled runes forming the letter ’K’.

Summoning the War God Projection required high positional grade power to sketch rune foundations.

Originally, He Ao intended to redeem ’Usurper God,’ but he realized his internal Order Power carried traces of pollution, originating from the Tree Heart of the Eternal Tree—whose source was said to derive from the River of Eternal Flow within the Order Divine Country.

Thus, he guided the polluted Order Power within himself for an attempt, discovering that although the quantity was minimal, it was of highly refined purity—barely usable. So, he directly employed the Order Power within his body to etch the runes.

Of course, this time, beyond the runes, he had an additional resource to enhance the alignment of the War God’s power.

He raised his gaze, casting an eye over the text floating in his field of view.

[Usurper God]

[An unexpected master takes the seat towering above the starry sky]

[Available time: 02:13:21]

[Redeem 1.5 hours of ability ’Usurper God’ usage with one Exchange Star? (Current usable Exchange Stars: 12)]

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[Life’s Grace]

[Eternal Source, only your mercy exists]

[Available time: 00:41:22]

[Redeem 1.5 hours of ability ’Life’s Grace’ usage with two Exchange Stars? (Current usable Exchange Stars: 12)]

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[Usurper God] and [Life’s Grace] countdowns still floated within his field of view. He could still sense the power of these two abilities.

In a certain sense, this was actually an ’unexpected delight.’ System upgrades only stated that Character Card roles could now use abilities from other roles but didn’t specify that redeemed abilities would be soul-bound.

When He Ao retracted consciousness from ’Joey’ and returned to ’Suote,’ these redeemed Character Card abilities all followed along; they did not vanish entirely due to Joey’s ’slumber.’

Of course, He Ao wasn’t discovering this for the first time. Back when he used the ’Joey’ Character Card and redeemed abilities, he once briefly shifted his consciousness back to Suote’s body to inspect the state of the Character Card abilities.

Only by thoroughly understanding the specific abilities could he better allocate Exchange Stars, maximizing the utilization of every resource.

"The same vexing force. You ignorant fools, why must you always block my path?!?!?"

Within the semi-illusory words in He Ao’s field of view, the massive starlight silhouette gazed at the slowly forming colossal figure behind He Ao, its entire body shaking furiously as it unleashed an even more frenzied roar.

Speaking thus, it raised its palm, gathering strands of starlight in hand. Then, these strands surged, almost embodying an intangible, phantom-like ’pocket,’ slowly tearing open to reveal an aperture.

Soon after, a semi-transparent cube with a roughly ten-centimeter diameter emitting faint orange-yellow brilliance slowly floated out from the opening.

This ’cube’ was incomplete. One side revealed sharp edges, while the other appeared as though it had melted like ice cream—its edges uneven, missing about a third of its totality.

In the chilling darkness of the night, a howling wind swept through. The moment the cube emerged from the pocket, a twisted symphony resembling overlapping whispers of countless voices reverberated throughout the heavens.

Countless emotions—joy, sorrow, despair—rushed forth like tidal waves, crashing into the silhouettes standing firmly against the night wind.

The cube seemed to overflow with orderly elegance but harbored ominous power within, on the verge of erupting at any moment.

He Ao quietly gazed at the cube, scrutinizing the indistinct Stars Pharma insignia imprinted upon its surface.

He felt his body trembling—not merely from the surge of ceaseless emotions and whispers but from the Eternal Tree’s Tree Heart power coursing within him as it sensed a mystically connected ’artifact.’

His grip tightened on the blood-stained blade in his hand.

"I told you—even with that thing behind you—combined together, you cannot defeat me."

The starlight figure stared at the slowly floating semi-transparent cube, its eerie voice trembling across the world, "Why won’t you believe me?"

He Ao maintained a calm gaze. The moment the semi-transparent cube fully emerged from the starlight pocket, he charged forth without hesitation, blade slicing towards the cube.

Yet the starlight silhouette seemed prepared; it instantly extended a glowing hand to envelop the semi-transparent cube in light.

Simultaneously, its entire body transformed into brilliance, surging towards He Ao.

The next second, He Ao abruptly swung his blade sideways, slashing at a fleeting light beside him.

The scattered starlight trembled violently upon contact with the blood-red blade.

At the same moment, a scarlet giant hand suddenly extended from the void, clawing at the starlight figure.

The starlight figure hesitated briefly before abruptly retreating, distancing itself from He Ao.

The void-reaching scarlet hand silently withdrew back into the emptiness.

He Ao landed firmly upon the ground, gripping his blood-stained blade calmly while locking eyes with the starlight silhouette.

The towering scarlet figure behind him continued forming but remained incomplete.

This resulted from He Ao’s insight into ’Joey’s’ inability to summon the full War God Projection—an understanding of how to deploy the War God Projection effectively.

Adjusting the advent process of power partially enabled portions of the War God Projection’s force to emerge.

This technique significantly reduced bodily strain and projection power consumption, thereby prolonging War God Projection usage duration while still summoning sufficient force to combat weaker enemies—avoiding using overwhelming power for trivial threats.

"Your blade."

At this point, the starlight silhouette gazed at He Ao, narrowing its eyes slightly.

A ’scar’ now adorned its arm, from which wisps of dispersing brilliance flowed like bleeding light.

It deliberately extended its hand earlier, openly extracting the cube before He Ao to lure his attack, then to exploit an opportunity to bypass He Ao and seize the Secret Silver Box behind him.

Yet it hadn’t anticipated He Ao countering its ploy, guiding it forward and managing to wound it.

Even more surprising to it was that He Ao’s blade could injure its starlight form.

"Interesting."

The starlight silhouette studied He Ao, its trembling and hoarse voice tinged with a twisted laughter, "Turns out you do have some tricks."

It raised its hand—the semi-transparent cube now fully integrated into its palm, suspended amidst the starlight forming its hand.

"So this is what you people stole back then?"

Throughout the exchange, He Ao’s solitary focus remained upon the semi-transparent cube, his hoarse voice breaking the silence as he asked.

"Looks like this thing dredges up unpleasant memories for you."

With a twisted grin of realization, the starlight silhouette scrutinized He Ao’s face and remarked, "Your face...has a familiar resemblance."

Tilting its head slightly in a puzzling manner before muttering with a low rasp, "Your mother worked for the Star Cluster Pharmaceutical Security Company? She served in the escort team back then?"

Raising its tone, its expression mutated into mocking amusement—its voice tinged with revelation like a long-held mystery finally solved:

"So that’s it, that’s it. Your father—it was because of *this* he tried sneaking a glimpse at my records. So that’s it. Hahaha. He was quite the romantic, wasn’t he? Back then, he’d rather die than tell me the truth."

Emotion spiraling, the silhouette clutched its head in erratic bursts of laughter, "Do you know how many people I tormented trying to uncover who he was spying for? Haha. I always assumed his loyalty was to some peculiar faith. Turns out the reason was so...ordinary."

"But for something so simple, why didn’t he admit it? Did he feel embarrassed? Ashamed? Or did he think I wouldn’t believe him?"

Fixating on He Ao’s impassive face, it applauded lightly amidst manic laughter, its tone tinged with deepened understanding:

"I see now, I see. He wanted to protect you.

"If I knew he and his wife died by my hand, knowing my nature, I’d inevitably seek out their child—to end things thoroughly.

"So he concealed the truth from me, redirecting my suspicions towards the opposing organizations instead. He knew me well."

Sighing heavily, it slightly raised its hand, lamenting, "What a shame. Such a clever man but foolishly selective at times. Someone of his stature—what kind of beauties wouldn’t be readily available to him?"

Its gaze lingered again on He Ao’s features, a faint smile on its face, "To be honest, you and your parents do share resemblance—your bone structure mirrors your father, and your facial features are like your mother.

"I suppose that’s why I felt some familiarity when I came across your photo."

Raising its other hand as the two palms joined, it declared, "Your father shielded you well. He left behind nothing connected to you in any records.

"Had you not stirred up so many incidents, inserting yourself into the Federation’s core, you wouldn’t have caught my attention. I wouldn’t have known you were his son."

Lowering its head slightly, it exhaled softly, "What a loss. I should’ve found you long ago and killed you."

The only reply it received was He Ao’s unchanging composure.

Throughout this unfolding tirade from the silhouette, He Ao’s expression maintained its detached calm, as though none of the figure’s words remotely touched his emotions.

He silently fixed his gaze upon the starlight figure, suddenly asking in muted tones, "Is my mother...still alive?"

"Of course..."

The starlight silhouette met his unflinching stare before bellowing with wild laughter, "Dead! She wouldn’t reveal the password for that box, so I had no choice but to kill her and her subordinates—using their blood and souls for sacrifice, requesting my master’s Grace to force the box open."

Its gaze descended onto He Ao as if recalling something, suddenly musing aloud, "Oh right—your mother had a sharp tongue, too. Her insults were unrelenting. So before killing her, I demolished her mouth. You lot all have foul mouths."

"I see."

Quietly, He Ao fixed his gaze upon it, raising his blood-stained blade slightly.

BOOM—

The skies roared tumultuously as thunder erupted—a symphony of frenzied lightning, blood-soaked battlegrounds, and flesh-rending blades.

Behind He Ao’s bloodied figure, the colossus of scarlet gradually solidified at an observable pace.

"I’ve said before—mere attempts to kill me are impossible."

Viewed from afar, the starlight silhouette raised the hand cradling the semi-transparent cube, sighing, "I see your rage clearly. Keep entertaining me, boy!"

"By your transformation into endless stars, the luminous veil births creation! Glory be to you, great Lord of the Starry Sky!"

Twisted, eerie reverberations shook the heavens as the semi-transparent cube shattered in an instant, bursting into brilliance. These radiances dissolved, transformed, and poured into the starlight figure’s body.

Suddenly, the dim night brightened dramatically.

From the North Gate to the South Gate, from frost-laden peaks to boundless icy plains.

Every figure raised their heads to view the dazzling starry heavens above.

Glittering constellations, like sparkling gems, hung suspended upon the vivid firmament.

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Standing atop a slope, a uniformed man lifted his head, gazing at the luminous starlit horizon.

"The Lord of the Starry Sky’s Force Projection—a memory of times long past..."

A natural, tranquil voice sounded from behind him, "What do you think? Who will prevail?"

"We lack the ability to interfere with fate entwined by divine beings."

The uniformed man spoke quietly, "All matters must rest upon those embroiled in destiny."

"The Lord of the Starry Sky lost his sanity long ago,"

The form behind him picked up the chessboard’s white rook, briefly gazing toward the scintillating light beyond the sky, and smiled, "But his trials exceed what’s visible."

The gaze lowered again to fix upon the chessboard, crowded with countless game pieces.

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Luminous starlight streamed down, illuminating the Glorious Palace’s statue from above.

Within his office, Christos lifted his gaze briefly at the radiant starlight sky, then shifted his view toward the statue beside him.

Dense orange light flowed like cascading springs from the colossal statue, spreading to the city’s far reaches.

Within moments, the orange radiance enveloped the entire central section of the city—the area Christos previously arranged for personnel evacuation.

In the vacant city center surrounded by light’s barrier edges, faint connections resembling unseen bridges between heaven and earth emerged subtly.

Invisible yet discernible, barriers arose—though far-off mechas seemingly crossed their boundaries.

Before long, Christos perceived the probable function of these barriers:

To contain pollution.

These barriers weren’t ordinary shields—they were fences barring high-positional grade power contamination from spreading outward.

And within these fences lay the field reserved for divine forces.

Christos raised his eyes again, gazing at the starlit heavens.

In the next instant, the celestial expanse quaked intensely.

Boom——

A thunderous echo erupted across sky and soil.

A scarlet hand burst forth beyond the ’sky,’ ripping the starlit heavens apart like tearing fabric brutally in two.