Life Game In Other World
Chapter 1358: The Power of Mortals (Long - , Seeking Monthly Votes)

Chapter 1358: Chapter 1358: The Power of Mortals (Long Chapter, Seeking Monthly Votes)

"Yes, everything should end."

In the dim shadows, twisted power boiled, and He Ao calmly gazed at the purple-eyed youth ahead, taking in everything around.

He raised the jade sword in his hand, and purple light flowed across the delicate surface of the jade sword, shattering into scattered light and shadow in his palm.

The boiling purple light that stirred from all directions fluctuated slightly at that moment, as if some kind of power had been activated.

The entire surge of purple shadows was momentarily hindered.

"Petty tricks."

The purple-eyed youth raised his hand, his expression unchanged, "Overestimating yourself."

At that moment, He Ao was trying to use ’symbolism’ to wrest control of his Angel Tier power.

He Ao indeed managed to gain an ability through that ’symbolism’ that allowed him to steal power to some extent.

But a ’thief’ could never truly rob the master.

In a direct confrontation, He Ao’s attempt to seize control from him was undoubtedly a delusion.

"It seems you’ve truly hit a dead end."

Gazing at He Ao, the purple-eyed youth’s palm suddenly clenched inward again.

The surging purple shadows, following his motion, accelerated towards the center like rapidly closing lotus petals, the twisted shadows almost enveloping He Ao’s body.

And above the firmament, the last shimmering sky finally collapsed, turning into fragmented light as if a rain of light fell from Heaven.

This ’Consciousness Space’ was being completely ’mutated’, transforming from one dominated by He Ao to one dominated by him.

Seeing this, the purple-eyed youth finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He had never ’endured’ against someone for so long, especially not a ’mortal’.

In his original plan, at the instant he entered He Ao’s body, He Ao was meant to die.

But He Ao persistently thwarted certain death time and again, dragging him from the shadows into this one-on-one life-and-death scenario.

But ultimately, his skills were superior.

Now, this Consciousness Space was rapidly being assimilated by his Angel Power, with the entire world becoming part of his body.

Back when he was devising rules with He Ao, he had already sensed the essence of this ’Consciousness Space’.

This Consciousness Space was a realization of He Ao’s vision, but essentially, it still used the power of this body.

And now, as he was ’merging’ with He Ao, in a certain sense, it also utilized his power.

Of course, because this merging wasn’t thorough enough, he initially believed he couldn’t ’move’ in this Consciousness Space.

He was just attempting to see if he could, with Angel Tier power, create a ’favorable environment’ for himself within this Consciousness Space.

However, when He Ao revealed the jade sword, when he realized the nature of He Ao’s ’borrowing’ of his power, he understood something else.

That ’symbolism’ is mutual.

When He Ao employed symbolism to draw upon his power, conversely, he could also use symbolism to influence He Ao’s power.

And this Consciousness Space was the ’manifestation’ of He Ao’s power.

But just like how He Ao couldn’t openly steal his already controlled Angel Tier power, he couldn’t openly seize control of this Consciousness Space.

This was likely the reason why He Ao was willing to reveal this ’symbolism’ to him.

In this self-established Consciousness Space, He Ao displayed sufficient advantage to overpower him, even if he used Angel Tier power, he couldn’t truly defeat the opponent.

He could even guess that, even if he constructed an advantageous domain with Angel Tier power, it would be nullified by the opponent.

Indeed, He Ao had already discerned his plot and prepared countermeasures.

However, He Ao hadn’t considered one thing: high-tier power can dominate low-tier power.

This is the ’authority’ that mythic existences possess.

Especially since he and He Ao were on the same path, from high to low.

To control this Consciousness Space, he didn’t need to directly seize He Ao’s control; he merely needed to extend his own Angel Tier power, permeating this space, and harnessing high-low tier domination, combined with their mutual ’symbolism’.

He naturally gained the possibility of controlling this Consciousness Space.

In fact, from the very start when He Ao spoke of ’symbolism’, he had already connected it to He Ao’s symbols.

But he needed to ’not understand’; if he didn’t feign ignorance, how could he entice He Ao to be arrogant and dismissive, creating more combat opportunities for himself?

With his extensive ability to probe others’ thoughts and memories, he even staggered inner and outer thought layers, performing fully.

He completely ’simulated’ the mindset.

Even though his Angel Tier ability, including the corresponding Mind Reading, was inhibited by He Ao, he wasn’t entirely unable to ’read minds’; it’s just that He Ao’s outer thoughts were always very simple, sometimes even blank, clearly guarding against him.

Although He Ao wasn’t Angel Tier, he might still have reserved some ability to probe minds for himself.

Facing such an opponent, being cautious wasn’t wrong.

Furthermore, for this moment, he had kept vibrant ’outer thoughts’ active, most of which were genuine, crafting a façade of ’undervaluing’ He Ao, not even considering that He Ao could ’spy’ on him.

Clearly, He Ao eventually ’fell’ for his trick.

Memory Inheritors understand best how to deal with Transcendents of their own path.

He Ao’s ’fate’ was always in his hands.

The twisted shadows enveloped the entire world, reconstructing the foundation of this world.

He was deconstructing the rules He Ao had ’set’, dismantling all of He Ao’s limitations on Angel Tier power.

The scales of victory had completely tipped in his favor, and even if this strike didn’t kill He Ao, it didn’t matter.

Once he reclaimed his restricted power, he had many ways to manipulate He Ao.

If he hadn’t been ’tricked’ by He Ao, directly drawn into this space and sealed with power, he wouldn’t have fallen into such a passive stance.

And now, the surging purple shadows finally fully ’merged’, covering He Ao within.

Yet, there was no expression of joy on the purple-eyed youth’s face.

Boom—

A dazzling orange-gray sword light instantly split the purple shadows that resembled a closing bud, piercing through the boiling space, charging towards the purple-eyed youth.

The purple-eyed youth gazed at the orange-gray sword light, as well as the youth carrying the sword light towards him.

When he lifted the space’s Angel Tier power restrictions, he simultaneously lifted He Ao’s limitations.

He Ao also possessed Angel Tier power here, specifically the Power of Truth Eye.

This power could also ’kill’ him here.

Watching the sword light, the purple-eyed youth didn’t show surprise or fear but rather curled a subtle smile.

If He Ao hadn’t revealed this power, he might have had some concerns, but having revealed it meant this was certainly the opponent’s last card.

The opponent had also feigned weakness just now, precisely for this sudden ’attack’.

It seemed this was the ’final blow’.

He raised his hand, the dense purple shadow gathered, covering his palm, reaching for the incoming sword light.

He Ao moved incredibly fast, faster than his eyes could follow, his consciousness unable to grasp He Ao’s maneuvers.

He could only rely on instinct, using Angel Tier power to heighten his speed, swinging at the sword light.

Bam—

He grasped the sword light.

Splurt—

But the next second, the sword light sliced through his tightly gripped hand around the blade, continuing forward.

Tick—tick—tick—

The flowing purple glow seeped out from the palm of the purple-eyed youth holding the sword blade, dripping along the orange-gray blade into the deep darkness below.

The surging power even tore apart the shadow beneath their feet, revealing the abyss-like darkness below.

Finally, the sword light stopped before the neck of the purple-eyed youth.

Almost pierced that neck.

But that last part could never be moved further.

"It seems you still fell short in your strategy."

The purple-eyed youth looked at He Ao, a slight smile curling at the corners of his mouth.

Bang—

The orange-gray blade tainted with purple shadow suddenly shattered in his palm, turning into fragmented brilliance along with the rain of light in the sky.

Dense purple shadows spread onto He Ao’s body, and in an instant, had already swallowed most of it.

The angel-tier power He Ao could command was still too little.

Even compared to the angel-tier power he ’introduced,’ it was too little.

This allowed him to repel He Ao’s fatal strike with pure power augmentation.

He Ao had reached an astonishing level in every aspect, whether it was layout, strategy, or skill.

But under the gap of absolute power, all skills and ’effort’ were vain.

If He Ao had the same power as him, even just the power of an ordinary angel.

He would definitely turn and run at the sight of He Ao, never entangling or engaging.

But there are no ’ifs’ in this world.

A mortal is, after all, a mortal.

Upon hearing the purple-eyed youth’s words, He Ao merely lowered his hand, half-consumed by the purple shadow, raised his head, and looked at the scattered brilliance in the sky, "Is that so?"

And at the moment He Ao spoke, the purple-eyed youth was suddenly taken aback, then looked down.

A spear wrapped in purple glow had, unbeknownst to him, already pierced through his body.

"When?"

He widened his eyes, puzzled at what had happened.

Did He Ao have this thing in his hand just now? How did he manage it?

Then he instantly realized, this was no longer the pure combat rule space dominated by He Ao.

These were the rules he just changed.

He hadn’t fully adapted yet, but He Ao had already adapted and leveraged his own rules to execute an ’attack.’

He gazed at that invisible spear, attempting to gather the surrounding shadows to destroy it.

But at this moment, he suddenly found he had lost control of his own power.

He lifted his head, looking up.

Flashes of orange-gray brilliance flowed out among the vast purple shadows above; these powers, shimmering, hidden within those powers of controlled consciousness space, were counter-’deconstructing’ the power of the purple shadows.

There weren’t many of these orange-gray lights, and they couldn’t truly ’deconstruct’ the power of the purple shadows, but they could briefly hinder its action.

"These powers," the purple-eyed youth gazed at the scattered, starlight-like weak orange-gray glow in the sky.

He Ao did indeed ’hide’ part of the power from the Eye of Truth, and even concealed it from his perception.

But even taking into account these hidden elements, these powers were so weak, weak to the extent that if taken head-on, they would be used up by his endless ’supply.’

Yet now, through a tight ’control’ relationship, these weak forces managed to briefly restrain all of his power.

He lowered his head, gazing at He Ao, whose body was gradually covered by shadows, "Did you do this on purpose?"

The power he spread in this consciousness space, attempts at controlling this consciousness space, even the actions he took to unlock the angel-tier power restrictions, all fell under He Ao’s ’induction.’

The opponent fortified pure combat rules, also intentionally luring him, making him think the opponent ’feared’ angel-tier power, so he would try to introduce angel-tier power, attempt to modify the rules, and release the power of the angel, overlooking the possibility that the opponent might utilize angel-tier power.

The opponent also deliberately told him about ’symbols,’ guiding him to realize that he too could ’manipulate’ the consciousness space.

His seemingly flawless plan was completely within the opponent’s ’arrangements.’

At this moment, he suddenly realized something, his eyes widened, staring at He Ao.

He Ao did not use any extraordinary power, merely relying on thought guidance and layout, to ’arrange’ his fate.

After being stripped of the power to control memories and fate, he was essentially no different from a ’mortal.’

What he prided himself on, manipulating the fate of others from on high, was merely because he happened to possess such power.

Without that power, he was nothing.

His combat skills were inferior to He Ao, his will was inferior to He Ao.

His most prideful fate arrangements and layout were just self-satisfying clownish assumptions.

"No," he extended his hand with difficulty, directly gripping the invisible spear wrapped in purple glow, trying to pull it out of his body, "I haven’t lost yet!!!"

His power was still stronger; those orange-gray points of light merely briefly impeded him, he could win, He Ao’s layout was not without loopholes, his fate hadn’t reached the ’end’!

Pff—

However, the instant he moved a hand, another spear wrapped in purple light once again pierced his body.

Pff, pff, pff—

Then another spear, followed by another, pierced his body in succession, tearing apart his will.

"How do you have so much power, no,"

He looked down at the spear, recognizing the glow attached to it as the power He Ao ’stole’ from him, but the transparent spear itself bore no angel-tier aura.

Yet this combination inflicted far greater damage than he anticipated, relying solely on that bit of purple glow couldn’t have done such harm.

"You must be ’tricking’ me! You’re deceiving me! My fate hasn’t ended."

He raised his hand, gripping one of the invisible spears, attempting to pull it from his body.

Pff—

But before he could pull even a little, a new spear pierced his body.

Dense spears emerged from the void, piercing his body, his arms, his neck, and head.

"Impossible, impossible, my fate cannot end here,—"

He tried to pull out the spears, but only more appeared.

Until his arms were also pinned by spears, until he couldn’t move at all.

His body tipped forward, kneeling on the ground, half supported by the spears.

He raised his head, looking at He Ao, hoarsely asking, "What power is this, exactly?"

"The power of a mortal."

He Ao gazed at the spears piercing his entire body, slowly speaking.

The flowing purple glow had already seeped from the purple-eyed youth’s body, his figure gradually fading, turning into a wholly illusory purple shadow.

He rasped and opened his mouth, looking at He Ao, desperately reaching out, "I can’t—lose—"

Bang—

His body suddenly shattered, turning into brilliance across the sky.