Life Game In Other World
Chapter 1367: Cutting Off the Ritual (Long - Asking for Monthly Votes)

Chapter 1367: Chapter 1367: Cutting Off the Ritual (Long Chapter Asking for Monthly Votes)

The Tuning Master raised his head, gazing at the giant grey-white eye in the sky.

Around that grey-white eye, the sky filled with dark clouds split open with cracks, and eyes, both large and small, simultaneously opened from the sky, completely filling the surrounding firmament.

These eyes of varying sizes crossed and aligned together, all turning their gaze to the silhouette made of starlight below.

The pillar of light connecting Heaven and Earth and the grey-white walls flickered,

"Truth, do you think I fear you?!"

The Tuning Master looked up at the sky, his form trembling violently, and a tremorous roar echoed between Heaven and Earth.

The terrifying sound waves tore at the earth and sky, ripping apart the black clouds and the thunder mingled within them, as if tearing cotton.

Yet under these intense ’sound waves,’ the grey-white semi-transparent wall and light column, as well as the eyeballs decorating the firmament, remained unaffected and unchanged.

The eyeballs turned their gaze, watching the starlight silhouette below, their grey-white pupils showing no ripples, only endless indifference.

The grey-white light shimmered between Heaven and Earth, like sharp swords piercing the depths of the world, twinkling routinely.

It cared not for the Tuning Master’s resistance, nor for his feelings.

Like the laws governing Heaven and Earth, unbothered by the struggle of insects.

"Ah!!!"

The Tuning Master clenched his fist, staring at that indifferent gaze,

A brilliant light exploded from within his body.

Like an invisible hand pulling the world’s deep piano strings, playing a vibrant tune.

The sound of the tune was so exhilarating, thousands of sounds blended together as if using the world as an auditorium, gathering all conceivable and inconceivable instruments, playing a symphony resonating between Heaven and Earth.

The undulating music tore the firmament, the void, the wind, and the grass.

The earth rippled like a trembling ocean.

The sky condensed deeply, like inverted mountains.

Rain brought warmth, igniting flames upon the earth.

Charred yellow grass ash merged instantly into green grass leaves, then quickly withered, burned, and turned to ashes, from which new grass leaves sprouted again.

The cyclic flow of time seemed to be misplaced, making the new become old, and the old return to new.

Everything in this world seemed to be violently stirred, chaotic, and torn in this moment.

The melody in Heaven and Earth sounded magnificent and grand, yet the world’s own melody had completely lost its rhythm.

In this stirred chaos, fine cracks also appeared on the Tuning Master’s body.

His body, his will, his soul seemed to follow the chaotic world, becoming chaotic together.

He was the world’s Tuning Master, this was his authority, his essence.

When the world was utterly disturbed, he, too, would face the backlash from his own authority.

Yet at this moment, the Tuning Master had no time to consider these. In the instant of the world’s chaos, he lingered not at all, once again tearing through the void to force his entire body into it.

Soon, half of his body squeezed in, but before he could rejoice, his entire body suddenly halted.

He reached out, through the gaps in the void, gently touching the torn void.

His hand touched upon that void, as if pressing against something solid.

After a slight pause, he slowly retreated, withdrawing from this void.

He looked at the depths of the torn void, toward where he had just touched, amid the chaotic nothingness, where a faint grey-white was looming faintly.

It was a grey-white eye, closed, nested within an invisible inverted triangle.

Beside the tightly closed eye, there were more inverted triangles with grey-white eyes nested within, tightly closed.

They were densely arranged, like a wall isolating time and space, extending to the depths of nothingness.

Meanwhile, the magnificent tunes, alongside the twisted world, spread to the edge of the semi-transparent grey-white wall, reaching to that grey-white invisible wall.

Then, like ripples on a lake crashing into a grand dam.

The grey-white wall showed no change, not even flickering once.

On the contrary, the trembling world and magnificent tunes trembled slightly, seemingly losing some power, becoming less chaotic.

Flashes of grey-white light emerged simultaneously from the light column behind the grey-white wall, like anchors solidifying the world, nailing down the chaotic world and time.

As the grey-white light flickered, like the winter’s chill descending instantly, smoothing and then pressing down the shaking world.

Almost in an instant, all the tremors and chaos returned to their original state, along with the void rifts torn by the Tuning Master being smoothed out again.

Everything seemed to return to the beginning, the raindrops in the sky pattered down, landing on the scorched earth.

The Tuning Master stared blankly at all this.

The fine cracks all over his body slowly closed in this moment.

The world returned to normal, and the backlash on him also disappeared.

The densely packed grey-white eyes in the sky gazed at the Tuning Master below, their gaze unchanged, void of any ripple or alteration.

As if what the Tuning Master just did were child-like ’mischief,’ unable to elicit any emotional fluctuation from it.

The invisible gazes gathered upon the Tuning Master.

Boom—

At the world’s deepest layer, it was as if some line gently broke, making a faint sound.

The Tuning Master’s body trembled slightly; he lowered his head and glanced at his palm.

The gathered starlight seemed to dim slightly.

Merely an avatar, merely an avatar.

The Tuning Master stared blankly at the grey-white eye in the sky, seemingly devoid of any emotion, gazing at the surrounding walls and pillars of light sparkling with brilliance.

The great power did not act upon him, yet he seemed as if choked, unable to breathe.

Boom—

Another sound of a line breaking sounded gently.

The Tuning Master lowered his dimmed hand.

He looked at the giant grey-white eye in the sky, with the surrounding void trembling, as if some sound was about to be emitted.

Boom—

Yet before his voice could be emitted, that crisp sound rang once again.

His body dimmed a little further.

This time, the interval between the sounds seemed slightly shorter than the last.

Bang—

At this moment, a new sound echoed once more.

The faint noises resembled the footsteps of death, gradually approaching the Tuning Master.

Its pace wasn’t fast, yet so steady, like a bone-chilling maggot, step by step.

No matter how hard he fled, he couldn’t escape the pursuit of this dire strait.

The Tuning Master understood well what the Great Being hanging in the firmament intended to do.

The other side was slowly stripping away his self, stripping away his will, cleansing his soul.

Like a butcher hanging livestock upside down to drain the blood, to obtain clean ’meat’ without a stench.

The dazzling starlight flickered violently, the starlight silhouette gazed at the gray-white eye in the firmament.

"Truth, you go too far!!!"

His body trembled; he raised his hand and tore off his left arm.

The severed left arm instantly turned into pervasive starlight, then condensed into a twisted gear pattern in front of the Tuning Master.

He trembled with rage, looking up at the firmament, roaring, "Mechanics, I am willing to agree to your terms."

The void between heaven and earth trembled, ancient and distant chants echoed from the depths of the world, resonating through endless time and space, "I know flesh is weak, only mechanics are eternal!"

The firmament, in that instant, was suddenly torn open.

Above those gray-white eyes, a vast fissure spanned the sky.

From outside the planet, it was evident that the fissure wasn’t hanging in the sky but in the dark universe beyond the planet.

Soon after, an invisible gray giant hand reached out from the colossal fissure, crossing the cosmic void, descending from the sky to grab the starlight silhouette on the ground.

The distorted earth trembled violently; in the distant direction, buildings shattered suddenly, and maddened machines tore themselves apart.

Melted rubble and shattered metal turned into rivers flowing across the firmament, clinging to the invisible giant hand, converging into a colossal mechanical arm that spanned heaven and earth.

The arm was studded with dense gears, which spun fiercely.

Just seeing this gigantic metal arm for a moment, a fervor of mechanical worship spread between heaven and earth.

Under the distant firmament, some animals raised their heads, looking to the sky, gears and bolts squeezed out of their flesh, spinning rapidly.

As this fierce contamination swept across the world, the giant mechanical arm penetrated the gray-white eye in the sky, descending to the starlight silhouette on the ground, capturing the silhouette.

Meanwhile, the gray-white eye in the sky remained motionless.

Bang—

The sound of broken strings echoed again, like the death knell, pounding on the heart of the starlight silhouette.

Along with this crisp sound, the giant mechanical hand abruptly recoiled, trying to pull the starlight silhouette back through the firmament’s fissure.

Click—

In that moment, the metallic shell of the giant mechanical hand trembled violently.

Boom—

Then, like something old and out of repair, the giant mechanical hand’s shell fell off dramatically, revealing the dense gears and connectors inside.

Following that, these gears, as if not fastened, fell from the sky, crashing to the ground.

Boom boom boom—

The dense metal fell like a roaring mechanical rain on the earth.

Almost instantly, this mechanical giant hand ’collapsed’ completely, with all parts falling onto the ground.

These parts, upon touching the ground, were tainted with the invisible gray-white and instantly transformed into gray-white stones.

The invisible giant hand in the sky restored to its original state almost in a breath, yet it still held the starlight silhouette, ready to pull outward.

At this moment, the gray-white eyes in the sky finally ’lifted’ their gaze, looking at the gray invisible giant hand.

In that instant, the entire world seemed to tremble.

The tear in the sky, as if pinched at the edge by an invisible force, began to slowly close upwards, like a zipper, about to be ’closed’ by this force.

In a blink, the tear swiftly closed upwards, almost completely ’sealed’ in an instant.

And at that moment, a much greater force burst from the tear, preventing it from sealing, even tearing it wider.

The greatest gray-white eye, suspended high in the firmament, raised its gaze, looking at the sky.

In the firmament, amidst the endless cosmic void, a gray-white eye almost as large as the relic planet slowly emerged from the void, gazing at the enormous tear floating outside the planet.

Simultaneously, the giant fissure expanded further, forming a tear approximately three times the diameter of the relic planet, with a gray-white brilliance emerging from its depth.

The giant gray-white eye gazed at the torn fissure.

The entire world shook violently, with storms stirring the cosmos and time and space at this moment.

Even the lines at the world’s bottom, never shaken before, rolled violently like a sea under a fierce hurricane.

In the cosmic void above the relic planet, it turned into endless blackness in an instant, swallowing even light in that deep region, unable to escape.

Each man-made sun suspended atop the relic planet vanished abruptly upon touching the dark edge, as if they had never appeared.

The intense spatial fluctuations that filled time and space even spread to the relic planet, causing the once-stable planet to tremble violently.

Amidst this intense spatial tremor, lines lurking deep in the ’world’s bottom’ were also unearthed.

And beyond the trembling space-time, in the empty cosmos, He Ao’s figure suddenly appeared, his translucent body emerging in the void.

He quickly scanned the deep space, then raised his hand, a flash of orange-gray light with red edges passing swiftly in his eyes.

Found it!

At the deepest point in the world, under the stretch of the divine struggle-induced fierce ’wind wave’, an invisible mystical link was pulled up, then suddenly severed.

The massive planetary reflection in the sky paused instantly, then vanished swiftly at a visible speed.

This was the ritual connecting two planets, the strand hidden by the Tuning Master, yet to be severed by He Ao.

Of course, at this moment, the Tuning Master could no longer care for them.

He Ao didn’t look at the deep black battlefield; his figure quickly faded and vanished in the deep space.

The huge planetary illusion in the deep space also completely dissipated simultaneously, as if it had never existed.

And just as He Ao disappeared, a fissure abruptly tore open at the spot he once appeared, a flash of gray light passed through, then quickly ’closed’.