Life Game In Other World
Chapter 130: The God’s Chosen? (Please Subscribe, Favorite, and Vote for Monthly Ticket)

Chapter 130: Chapter 130: The God’s Chosen? (Please Subscribe, Favorite, and Vote for Monthly Ticket)

He Ao felt his soul had entered an exceedingly warm and comfortable realm, surrounded by countless graceful figures.

They crawled at his feet, teasing his nerves.

Exciting substances continuously secreted in He Ao’s mind, stimulating his desires and leading him to a vacuous state of bliss.

All consciousness and thought in his brain were pushed back by this distorted ecstasy, and his soul and flesh immersed in this intersection of eternity and the moment’s pleasure.

"All in the world is but vanity, the eternal universe succumbs to joy."

One by one, illusory figures appeared around him, singing with lifeless eyes, like the walking dead.

A vast and terrifying gaze traveled through time and space toward He Ao, that gaze resting upon him.

An enlightenment rose in He Ao’s mind:

’God’ wanted to choose him as the favored one.

Oh.

He Ao withdrew his consciousness from this chaotic space and returned to his body. Such a degree of spiritual influence was still bearable for him, especially since his soul had been strengthened several times.

The God’s Chosen? The last special being of divine interest was Yezola.

As He Ao’s consciousness returned to his body, the silent theater reappeared in his vision.

Although his spirit could resist the Witch of Desire’s corruption, his flesh still fell into a kind of special rigidity. In this state, the pleasure produced by his flesh continuously stimulated He Ao’s thoughts, affecting his judgment.

Meanwhile, vague hints of purple radiance began to spread from the graceful figure with the huge ’butterfly’ wings suspended above the stage.

Under the envelopment of this radiance, those originally controlled by the spirit and rendered rigid slowly turned around, lifting their heads to gaze at the figure in the sky, their ’shadows’ being drawn out of their bodies by the purple glow, like unraveling a cocoon.

He Ao’s gaze turned to Selena. Selena was the closest to the Witch of Desire’s Offspring after him. At this moment, her entire body was enveloped in a tender rosy glow as she stared blankly at the figure in the sky.

"Ah!"

He Ao gathered all his strength in one go, forcefully regained control over his body.

He raised the Butcher Pistol, switched to sniper mode, and aimed at the graceful figure in the sky.

Bang—

The first shot.

The figure flickered to the side, dodging the bullet.

No counterattack, but the bullet was dodged.

Not able to attack in this mass-controlled state, nor be attacked?

This was only an Evil God’s Offspring, not the Evil God itself; it couldn’t possibly have such an unbeatable power.

He Ao pondered in his mind and continued shooting,

Bang bang bang bang—

The second shot, the third shot, the fourth shot, the fifth shot.

All four shots were dodged by the figure in the sky, who turned her head to glance at He Ao, seemingly with slight scorn in her eyes.

He Ao calmly watched her, as a complex battle model gradually took form in his mind.

He fired two more shots in quick succession, the sixth shot, the seventh shot.

The sixth bullet was still dodged by the figure in the sky, but the seventh bullet appeared beside her, grazing past her body.

The figure glanced at He Ao, retreating a bit.

He Ao raised his hand and immediately fired three shots in three different directions; by now, he had fired ten shots in total.

The Butcher Pistol required the sacrifice of one life every seven shots. Before, He Ao had already shot and killed a rampaging member of the Witch Church before her "Cocoon" could form. That shot had hit the seductive lady, which meant he had five shots that did not require any payment in this set of seven.

In the next set of seven shots, he must kill someone; of course, he could choose not to, but then he would be unable to use the Butcher Pistol after these seven shots.

Five plus seven, twelve shots.

He had already fired ten shots.

He Ao centered his gun where he had just fired the three shots and pulled the trigger for the eleventh time.

Then he lowered the muzzle and aimed at the now slightly damaged stage.

Bang—

The twelfth shot.

The figure in the sky dodged the first three bullets, and as she flickered into her last position, the bullet from the eleventh shot was already before her, speeding straight toward her heart.

She twisted her body violently, allowing the bullet to pass just below her chest, and at the same time, her eyes, filled with condescension from above, turned to He Ao.

He Ao turned around and walked toward Selena.

Let the bullet fly for a while.

The contempt of the Evil God’s Offspring in the sky lasted only an instant before it froze on her cheek.

A bullet entered from her side, pierced through her heart, and exited from behind her shoulder.

The twelfth shot.

This bullet did not fly in a straight path, but rather, it had struck the twisted steel plate on the stage, changing its trajectory at impact, coming at her as a reflection shot.

Such a bullet that changes its angle of flight by hitting an object is called a ricochet. Achieving this feat requires extreme precision with angles; even a slight deviation would cause the bullet to simply penetrate the object instead of altering its flight path.

The angles that satisfy the conditions are few and far between. In the confirmed angles, the area where the bullet would end up after reflection is almost fixed. Thus, He Ao had fired those previous shots to drive the Evil God’s Offspring in the sky into the corresponding position.

For an opponent who could not be dodged, one must push her into a trap of one’s own making.

"Ahh!!!"

A violent scream came from the sky.

In He Ao’s Super Memory vision, the graceful figure in the sky suddenly shattered into brilliance, merging into the body of the seductive lady, and the spreading purple glow throughout the theater quickly retracted back into her form.

He Ao shut off his Super Memory and reached out to grab Selena’s wrist.

Selena’s skin was very delicate, and her wrist felt soft with the distinct tenderness of a girl. If one did not see the laser cannon unfolding in her palm, it would be hard to imagine her body as a Mechanized Body.

Sometimes, He Ao wondered why this girl insisted on a bionic Mechanized Body with such high fidelity.

"Hmm..."

Selena’s skin felt somewhat hot. As He Ao’s cool palm touched her, Selena let out a low moan and came to her senses.

He Ao swiftly glanced around. The vast majority of ordinary people were still immersed in some nameless ’pleasure’, while only a few showed struggling expressions on their faces.

It seemed that the higher one’s mental strength, the faster one woke up. Even though the widespread ability of the Evil God’s Offspring was broken, ordinary people were still unable to break free from her control.

He Ao withdrew his gaze and found that Selena had completely come to her senses. He let go of her hand and looked up at the ’seductive lady’ in the sky.

The seductive lady had fully merged with the light and shadow of the Evil God’s Offspring, her skin turning exquisitely white and her face radiating sacred, breathtaking beauty, with her brown pupils now a deep purple.

She still floated in the air, her back clothes completely shattered, with flecks of purple brilliance escaping along the inner edges of her shoulder blades.

This corresponded exactly to the previous position of the butterfly wings.