Life Game In Other World
Chapter 364: "Come" (Double-Length - Please Subscribe, Bookmark, and Vote for Monthly Tickets)

Chapter 364: Chapter 364: "Come" (Double-Length Chapter Please Subscribe, Bookmark, and Vote for Monthly Tickets)

He Ao flew above the mecha cockpit, pressing the talk button on a walkie-talkie he had brought from the wilderness and tossing it into the cockpit through the breach.

"Using a borrowed knife to kill, huh,"

Yvo fixed the walkie-talkie on the control panel, pulled the joystick, and the previously forlorn mecha regained its posture, lifting the colossal sword in its left hand and looked towards the Blazing Angel Mechs closing in around him.

The entire right shoulder of his mecha had vanished due to the strike just moments ago, and the right arm had also disappeared without a trace; the jet engines at both sides of his waist were somewhat unstable.

This mecha had reached its limits.

He Ao looked up at the mecha beside him.

To think Fourth Brother could see through the scheme of borrowing a knife to kill, it seems he indeed made some progress these past two years.

In Nell’s memory, Fourth Brother had always been faster with his body than his brain.

Which is why he immediately sought the Mining Consortium for "an explanation" without any preparation upon their father’s incident.

He Ao scanned the surroundings.

Two of Vinc’s four mechs had been destroyed; the remaining two were missing arms and legs, badly damaged, now ’protected’ by the small mecha of the City Defense Army.

"Nell, I don’t know what you’ve been through these past two years,"

Just then, Yvo’s voice came through the walkie-talkie, "Follow my lead later. You stay behind me; I’ll smash a path for you. Just run, don’t look back. They are targeting me, so as long as you run fast enough, they won’t chase you."

"We go out together."

He Ao, wielding twin swords, said calmly.

"You little rascal."

Yvo seemed a bit angry as he positioned his massive sword in front of him, "Am I the brother here, or are you?"

He Ao glanced at him.

This guy messed up all his plans; he really wanted to tie him to a tree and smack his butt.

When they were children, their father used to punish Yvo just like that.

He didn’t speak, only shook his index finger.

It was a secret sign between Nell and his brother when they were young: the index finger represented the east, and shaking it meant the person closest to due east, in a clockwise direction, from the next person.

The brothers, having teamed up to fight school bullies before, were also ambushed by them and hence had their own set of secret codes.

Although Nell was a good child, he wasn’t short on fighting experience.

Yvo, looking at He Ao’s gesture, felt slightly irritated, but He Ao didn’t give him the chance to express his anger, darting out like an arrow released from its bow.

"This kid really deserves a spanking."

Yvo grumbled as he looked towards the target He Ao had indicated.

It was an ordinary Blazing Angel Mech, and behind it were those two damaged mechs of Vinc, which at the moment were being ’protected’ by a cluster of small mecha and Dragon Cavalry Fighters.

That direction was where the enemy was most concentrated - not only were there the City Defense Army’s Blazing Angel Mechs, but also two of Vinc’s damaged Hell Apostle Mechs, which, despite being wounded, had not lost their combat ability.

Charging that way meant facing off against three mechs and a swarm of foot soldiers.

Yvo didn’t understand why his brother had chosen this direction. Unfortunately, He Ao had already dashed off, and grumbling, Yvo followed, "Nell, I’m definitely going to spank you when we get home!"

Behind him, a tiny figure concealed in the night swiftly caught up.

The pilot positioned in that direction hadn’t expected He Ao to rush towards him.

He swiveled his cannon preparing to attack He Ao, but He Ao, with a rapid maneuver, darted past him, plunging straight into the group of fighter mechs ’protecting’ the two damaged Vinc mechs.

In an instant, countless beams of light and cannon fire targeted He Ao.

He Ao, controlling the flying machine, dodged these volleys with a side-step maneuver, and then plunged headfirst into the small mechs.

The blades, glowing red, sliced through their alloy armor with the ease of cutting tofu, detonating their energy cores.

Bursts of flame erupted in the air like scattered fireworks,

The Blazing Angel Mech that He Ao had bypassed immediately pursued him, but from the right side a giant sword threatened to strike. It swiftly dodged to the left to escape the blade.

However, the wielder of the giant sword had merely feigned the attack. As the pilot dodged, the huge mecha agilely twisted mid-air, changing direction, and burst through the space opened up on the right.

Before the pilot could react,

The two ’protected’ Vinc mechs suddenly sprung to action, seizing the confusion around them to forcefully charge forward, taking on the attacks with their bodies and smashing through to create an opening, escaping into the night.

Seeing this scene, Yvo was somewhat stunned, "Why would these two want to help us?"

"You’ve already mentioned ’killing someone with a borrowed knife,’ is there still someone waiting to be killed?"

He Ao rolled his eyes, sadly Yvo couldn’t see it.

For Vinc, his current top priority was no longer to attack He Ao and the others, but to preserve his strength. So when He Ao caused a disturbance among those mechs, Vinc would certainly command his subordinates’ mechs to escape.

If these two mechs went to the City Defense Army, they might not belong to Vinc anymore.

In this brief moment, Vinc and He Ao’s interests aligned and they turned from enemies into tacit, temporary allies.

He Ao lowered his head and shouted into the intercom, "Let’s go."

With that, he cranked his flying machine’s output to full power and burst through the gap created by Vinc’s subordinates’ two mechs.

"Okay."

Yvo responded, but he did not drive the mech. Instead, he reached out and turned off the intercom.

"Why didn’t you let him come back to rescue you."

A laugh came from beside him.

Yvo looked up at the refined middle-aged man who had suddenly charged through the cockpit’s gap, "There is no record suggesting you’re a Transcendent."

He gripped the control stick, the man in front of him giving off a strong sense of oppression. He instinctively felt this person was actually much stronger than his brother.

His instincts had never been wrong.

In terms of sheer power displayed, his brother probably wasn’t as strong as this guy.

He took a step back, leaning on the control panel.

"I was tricked by that little man Enoch and had no choice but to reveal my hand, and now I need to borrow something from you to make my report to the board, so my loss of power isn’t too great," said Vinc as he looked at the young man in front of him, approaching step by step.

"What do you want to borrow?"

Yvo asked somberly.

"I need to borrow your head for a moment."

A narrow blade instantly sprung from Vinc’s sleeve and in the blink of an eye, it plunged into Yvo’s chest.

At the same time, two daggers also appeared in Yvo’s hands, stabbing towards Vinc’s throat.

The daggers pierced Vinc’s skin but failed to penetrate his muscles.

Vinc exerted force with his hand and flung Yvo away, smashing him against the wall like a discarded rag.

"Physical Skills?"

Vinc looked at Yvo, waving the narrow knife, blood sliding down the blade. Yvo’s attack had only left two blood marks on his neck, "The daggers are nice, but you lack strength."

Yvo clutched his chest, struggling to get up as blood gushed forth.

He grabbed some pills from his pocket, crushed them, and applied them to his chest wound, barely slowing the flow of blood. The pain from the medicine made him clench his teeth slightly.

"I actually quite like people who have a rebellious spirit," said Vinc shaking his head as he walked steadily towards Yvo.

Killing Yvo would be easy, but mutilating was far more satisfying than killing.

Yvo launched another attack, which Vinc effortlessly knocked down to the ground.

He placed his foot on Yvo’s leg, breaking both his legs, and then moved on to his arms, breaking his right arm.

Throughout the process, Yvo clenched his teeth and didn’t make a sound.

"Do you think that the longer you drag this out, the safer Nell will be?" Vinc’s face showed an angry and ferocious expression for the first time, "I will kill him sooner or later."

He extended his foot towards Yvo’s only unharmed left hand.

Just then, he paused, his gaze landing on the bloodstains on the nearby control panel.

When Yvo had leaned on it earlier, he seemed to have pressed some shortcut key.

He walked over to the control panel, called up the system, and it conspicuously displayed a silent progress bar.

50%... 55%... 60%...

The progress bar surged upward rapidly.

His expression changed, "Detonating the high-performance battery, you lunatics even installed this kind of plugin."

At that moment, a bloodied left hand grasped his ankle. Yvo looked up with a smile at Vinc, "Let’s die together, mutt."

"What a pity, I wanted to play a little longer."

Vinc kicked Yvo away, sending him crashing into the wall.

He walked over, pulled out a narrow knife, and set about to ruthlessly slice off Yvo’s head.

Bang——

The glass of the cockpit was violently shattered.

A blood-red sword light, like a shooting star, streaked toward him.

Vinc spun around and caught the flying twin swords, the powerful impact slamming him against the wall.

He Ao had already used up his Super Memory’s cost-free time for today, and without hesitation, he burnt his soul to trigger Super Memory, raising his physical abilities to 415, then he mobilized his Divine Sense.

At that time, Vinc glanced at the control panel and forcefully activated the flight mechanism behind him, bursting out diagonally.

Rushing out of the cockpit.

He Ao also saw the progress bar on the control panel, which had reached 85% and then immediately jumped to 90%.

He Ao had no hesitation as he picked up the barely alive Yvo beside him and held him in one arm.

"Nell... why have you come back... hurry, leave... hurry... don’t mind me..."

At this moment, because of blood loss and excruciating pain, Yvo’s consciousness was somewhat fragmented; he instinctively protected his chest and murmured while looking at the figure before him.

He Ao didn’t say a word, but firmly grabbed this cheap brother, following right behind Vinc as he burst out.

Vinc saw He Ao follow, turned around as he dashed outward while violently throwing the two narrow knives in his hands, aiming at He Ao to affect his speed, intending to leave He Ao forever trapped inside the cockpit.

He Ao stepped firmly on the ground, not breaking pace, vertical sword in hand. He tilted his body without affecting his speed, colliding the sword with the narrow knives.

With two clanging sounds, the sword collided with the narrow knives, altering their course, and the sharp knives spun back toward Vinc.

The two narrow knives flew past Vinc from both sides; he had no choice but to dodge, slightly impacting his speed.

Meanwhile, right behind him was He Ao.

Having absorbed the Dancer’s advancement through Super Memory, agility was even further enhanced.

The progress bar on the control panel went from 90% to 95%.

At this moment, there was still a distance between He Ao and Vinc. He Ao looked up, observing the Phantom Shadow of Vinc’s soul through the Super Memory’s perspective.

He Ao could use Mental Disturbance to affect Vinc’s movements.

But in theory, a D-level Super Memory’s Mental Disturbance would have little effect on a C-level Transcendent, capable only of causing an extremely brief rigidity at crucial moments.

However, given the distance between He Ao and Vinc at the moment, this brief rigidity couldn’t close the gap between them.

At this instant, He Ao forced himself to calm down, the power of Divine Sense flowing through his mind, enhancing his perception, nourishing his spirit.

All the experience he had gained from controlling Super Memory over time coalesced, circulating in his mind.

It was like a dam bursting under the assault of a raging river, myriad experiences converging in that moment.

He Ao lifted his head and fixed his gaze on Vinc before him.

Mental Disturbance!

In the past, Mental Disturbance was He Ao using the power of Super Memory to forcefully and brutally crash into the opponent’s soul, resulting in a brief daze and rigidity.

But now, the power extended from Super Memory was under his command, acting on Vinc’s Phantom Shadow of the soul, exerting a forceful pull.

In an instant, Vinc felt his soul being torn apart from all directions, a wave of excruciating pain surging forth.

He momentarily lost control over his body.

In this brief interval, He Ao had caught up with him.

Under Divine Sense’s observation, a multitude of orange energy flows appeared in He Ao’s vision, the pathways of Vinc’s energy flow within his body.

The red sword light flashed by, piercing through the intersections of these pathways.

Vinc, still struggling for control over his body, froze, with orange-glowing blood flowing down the red sword blade of He Ao.

A massive force converged on the red short sword.

After drinking the blood of a C-level Transcendent, the short sword seemed to have become even more powerful, and a faint red glow spread from the blade to He Ao’s arm.

Vinc looked at He Ao, opened his mouth, but no words came out.

He Ao drew his short sword, and the flight mechanism behind him spewed flames, propelling him into the air.

In that moment, He Ao turned sharply, pulling Yvo behind him, and faced the massive mecha himself.

95%...100%

The surging power exploded in an instant, and rolling flames devoured the figure of Vinc covering his wounds.

The strong shock wave hit He Ao directly, flinging him forward.

He flew for several tens of meters before barely stabilizing himself with the help of the flight mechanism.

The clothes in front of him were slightly charred, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

The explosion had caused him considerable damage.

However, since he was facing the center of the explosion, it saved the flight machinery on his back from being destroyed.

Otherwise, he would have had to carry Yvo and plummet from a hundred meters in the air.

"Go quickly..."

Yvo, whom He Ao had protected from the explosion, seemed to briefly regain consciousness, reached out to grab He Ao’s hand, and tried to break free, "Forget about me, run."

The situation was already dangerous, and even more so with someone in tow.

Yvo struggled a few times and then lost consciousness again.

He Ao didn’t speak. He picked up Yvo’s body and suddenly noticed that the dazed Yvo was still clutching something at his chest.

He Ao pried open his hand, and from his blood-soaked chest, he pulled out a book stained with blood.

It was a high school math textbook.

Nell couldn’t afford supplemental materials, and it was his gang-affiliated older brother who bought them for him. However, Nell never asked his brother to buy him anything, knowing all too well that his brother was earning his money through life-threatening means.

But his brother would always ask Nell’s high school teachers about his learning situation under the guise of a parental figure.

Two years ago, a few days before his brother went missing, Nell got a B in a math quiz, whereas he usually got A’s.

Back then, the math teacher was recommending the entire class to purchase a paper-based supplemental book, and Nell was the only one who didn’t buy it.

Paper books were too expensive.

Expensive for Nell, and expensive for the low-income gang-affiliated Yvo at the time.

He Ao pursed his lips and stuffed the book covered in fresh and dried blood back into Yvo’s chest, then pulled two auxiliary belts from the sides of the flight mechanism and quickly strapped the semi-conscious Yvo to himself.

This type of civilian flight machine was generally designed to carry two people.

He Ao looked up at his surroundings.

As soon as he had returned to save Yvo, the City Defense Army had once again formed an encirclement.

The city defense soldiers were initially startled by the exploding mecha but did not continue to close in, giving He Ao time to strap Yvo to himself.

But now, the city defense soldiers were encircling once more.

Nine C-level mechas, densely packed with small mechas and fighters.

They were well-coordinated and patient, locking down all of He Ao’s potential escape routes.

Among these people, there were likely more powerful Transcendents hidden.

He Ao clutched his twin swords, a faint red light spreading from the blade to his body.

"The person ahead, listen, drop the thug from the Miners’ Mutual Aid Association and immediately surrender, and you can leave,"

A loud broadcast came from a Blazing Angel Mech that seemed to be the commander, "Drop the thug, surrender at once, and you can leave. Do not persist in your futile resistance. To resist is to walk the path to death."

He Ao looked up at the commanding Blazing Angel Mech that was broadcasting the message, waved his sword to protect Yvo tied to him, and spoke softly,

"Come."

Shimmering laser cannons streaked across the sky.