Life Game In Other World
Chapter 584: He Discovered My Trap (Requesting Monthly Passes for the Big - )

Chapter 584: Chapter 584: He Discovered My Trap (Requesting Monthly Passes for the Big Chapter)

As the blazing fireball grazed past He Ao’s cheek in an instant, capturing his attention, a massive black shadow, like a tiger pouncing, lunged towards him.

Clasping an iron hammer as large as He Ao’s upper body, the figure struck with the might of moving mountains and filling seas, aiming squarely at He Ao’s forehead.

That was the towering ’warrior,’ the one who rarely spoke and stood at the back, revealing only a single phrase when reporting his Talent Sequences. He remained silent, diminishing his own presence and concealing the gigantic hammer behind his imposing stature.

The voluptuous Flame Master, meanwhile, used her language and fireballs to divert He Ao’s attention.

In moments of visibility and invisibility, they had created the perfect conditions for this sudden assault.

Wonderfully coordinated.

The warrior was lightning-fast, and at that moment He Ao could no longer evade; he simply aligned his bone axe in front of him, channeling strength into his arms.

Boom!

A thunderous noise accompanied the shattering of the steps under He Ao’s feet, redness blooming on his cheeks as he summoned his power.

A tinge of fear began to rise in He Ao’s heart; that was the warrior’s ability to invoke panic during an attack. Yet, no sooner had this fear emerged, it dissipated into nothingness.

As for Terrorists, it seemed they possessed a higher immunity to such externally induced dread.

This ’warrior’ had slightly superior physical attributes compared to He Ao’s current state without activating Super Memory, indicating the opponent had indeed assimilated the Gene Potion well, achieving strength close to that of a real warrior. However, this strength was still lower than the might He Ao once possessed when he had the ’warrior’ Talent Sequence.

By harnessing technique to concentrate his power, He Ao could fend off the warrior’s attack without activating Super Memory, albeit with a bit more effort.

The attacker, taken aback that his strike was so easily blocked by He Ao, let a flash of surprise cross his silent face. Without hesitation, he swung the hammer again, aiming at the top of He Ao’s head just like hammering a nail.

He aimed to exploit the moment He Ao blocked his hammer, before any reaction could set in, striking again with high-frequency in a short time, aiming to break He Ao’s defense.

But this tactic assumed he was much faster than He Ao—so fast that He Ao couldn’t keep up with his attack, or that He Ao was paralyzed by the induced panic, unable to respond in the short term.

These were his ideal conditions.

Unfortunately, reality often diverges from expectation. As he lifted his hammer, He Ao had already amassed strength in his legs, shifting his body to the side in evasion.

The emergency pathway was narrow; the towering man standing in front of He Ao covered two-thirds of the passage with his body.

Now, He Ao was darting towards the uncovered third of the passage left by the man.

As he dodged the attack, He Ao briefly activated Super Memory, his body instantly filled with formidable strength, and he swung the bone axe in his hand faster than the large man.

The warrior, not anticipating He Ao’s sudden burst of agility and strength, failed to react in time, and his movements were too late to adjust.

The sharp edge of the axe swiftly cut across the tall warrior’s right arm, severing it completely.

Bright red blood spattered forth, the light from the Flame Master’s flickering fireball illuminating everyone’s cheeks at the scene.

With his right arm cut off, the warrior’s motion lost its balance, and the hammer, under the sway of inertia, veered off to the side.

Meanwhile, the warrior’s teammate had no time to shout a warning; the Flame Master had already formed a new fireball and without hesitation hurled it at He Ao.

Compared to the mercenary He Ao had encountered at the solitary tower who had taken the Flame Master Gene Potion, this female Flame Master clearly had more refined control over the flames, summoning fireballs faster and throwing more accurately.

The round fireball, elongated into an oblong shape mid-flight, sped toward He Ao like a precision-guided missile aiming for his face.

The Honor Knight, wielding a sword and raising a golden ethereal shield, charged towards He Ao.

His positioning was meticulous; after launching the fireball, his body perfectly shielded the Flame Master behind him, attacking He Ao while simultaneously protecting the Flame Master.

He Ao glanced at the Honor Knight charging towards him, his Super Memory still not turned off.

The Flame Master’s flames flickered in the dim emergency passage, serving as the only, faint light source in the corridor.

Almost instantly, all his strength converged in his arms, that extraordinary force swelling beyond the limits of C-level and causing his skin and the red veins to throb violently.

He sidestepped, dodging the fireball, and hurled the ax that had just severed the warrior’s arm with ferocious strength.

Whizz—

Accompanied by the intense buzz of the blade cutting through the air, the bone ax in flight shattered the Honor Knight’s shield, grazed his shoulder, and sliced through the void behind him.

Thud—

The sharp edge of the ax slashed the Flame Master’s skin and buried into her chest, the immense inertia sending her body flying backward.

Boom—

And nailed her corpse to the wall behind.

She opened her mouth to say something, but before she could manage a word, blood spilled from the corners of her mouth, and the fireball in her hand turned into a wisp of smoke, slowly extinguishing.

The silent darkness once again enveloped the emergency passage, where only the sound of decaying corpses turning into dust could be heard.

And the darkness was the terrorist’s home ground.

Under the Terrorist’s ’Eyes of the Night’ ability, He Ao could see the world even more clearly in the darkness than in broad daylight.

At this moment, the Honor Knight had drawn near He Ao with a sword, and He Ao could clearly make out the panic on his face as the Flame Master died and darkness fell.

By now, He Ao had turned off his Super Memory and stepped forward.

"There is no invincible C-level in this world."

The Honor Knight raised his hand, conjuring a smaller phantom shield in front of him, and peered ahead through the weak glow emitted from the shield.

A face came startlingly close into his field of vision, "I don’t need to be invincible to take you down."

Then, before he could react, a swift right hook bypassed the shield in front of him and struck his left temple.

His head was sent flying by the tremendous force, slamming into the wall of the passageway, half of his skull embedded in it.

But even as he was being attacked, his actions did not cease; instead, he raised the sword in his hand, blindly swinging it towards where He Ao’s neck should have been.

As the sword came slashing, He Ao’s body didn’t press forward but instead retreated. He briskly retracted his punch and caught the Honor Knight’s wrist between his hands, seizing control of the sword, and then, amassing strength in both hands, he pulled with force.

The sword, initially swung out, suddenly returned, cleaving diagonally downwards along the Honor Knight’s collarbone.

As blood sprayed with an orange glow, the Honor Knight’s body, now cleaved in two, crumbled rapidly into dust.

In that instant, a massive Black Shadow smashed once again towards He Ao’s back.

It was the warrior who had lost his right arm; now, gripping a hammer in his single hand, he smashed it again at He Ao in the darkness, where he could see nothing, yet he could use the sounds of recent combat to locate He Ao’s position.

"I’ll smash you into paste!!!"

Accompanied by the warrior’s furious roar, He Ao raised the knight sword in his hand, effortlessly dodging the somewhat uncontrollable swing of the warrior’s hammer, then turned his right hand to hold the sword in a backhand grip, leaned his body forward at an angle, and passed by the charging warrior, their forms intersecting.

The knight sword swept horizontally across the warrior’s midsection, cutting open his belly.

"Aah!!!"

The warrior let out an agonized howl and swung the hammer, trying to turn around and smash at He Ao.

But at this moment, He Ao, standing behind the warrior, had already turned around and leaped upward, twirling the knight sword in a floral pattern from a backhand to a forehand position. Then he concentrated all his strength into his right arm and swung the knight sword downward fiercely.

The cold gleam of the blade traced a new moon’s arc in the silent darkness, severing the warrior’s neck,

Boom—

With the head flying off, the warrior’s towering body swayed and then fell forward, crashing onto the narrow staircase.

He Ao landed on the ground as the knight sword in his hand shattered into several pieces, the fragmented shards clattering on the broken stairs.

The last strike had exceeded the sword’s capacity to endure.

He Ao discarded the sword hilt, stepped over the rapidly decaying corpse of the warrior, over the fresh red bloodstains, and approached the bone axe nailed to the wall.

Among these three people, the Honor Knight actually had the lowest combined strength, his shield being far inferior to that of the genuine Honor Knights, at least not like the maid of Elijah that He Ao had encountered before.

Of course, the one with the weakest defenses was still the Mage Flame Master.

He Ao’s usual habit when fighting groups was to kill the rear archers or mages first; they were fragile but had high output.

Here, the Flame Master also provided the function of visibility.

None of the three had brought any lighting equipment, and it seemed that when they entered, they had not anticipated that this emergency passage would be completely devoid of lights.

The passage had probably never been intended for human passage since its construction.

He Ao pulled out the bone axe stuck in the wall and let the Flame Master’s skeleton fall to the ground.

This bone axe was indeed useful; it would be even better if it could return to his hand after being thrown.

He Ao turned and looked downward.

The staircase of this emergency passage seemed to be a ’return’ shaped staircase, and He Ao was now standing at the corner of this staircase.

Below were even deeper stairs and the next turn, with no end in sight.

"Port opening complete, data channel connected, entering the hidden laboratory’s internal network."

Eve’s voice rang in He Ao’s ear.

Ten seconds.

He Ao glanced at the bodies of the three and reactivated his microphone, continuing downstairs, "Vianne, is there a way to quickly gain control of the mainframe at the core of the hidden laboratory?"

Once the data channels to both the internal and external laboratories were reopened, Eve could deploy computing power to the hidden laboratory’s internal network through the external laboratory’s network, speeding up the control of the internal network.

But it wasn’t fast enough.

The enemy must be backing up their data by now, and He Ao didn’t know how far they had progressed. If the enemy succeeded in backing up, they would undoubtedly delete the local data, and the sooner the core mainframe was under control, the higher the likelihood of obtaining complete information.

"Let me think,"

The sound of keyboard tapping briefly stopped in the earpiece, then Vianne’s somewhat anxious voice rose again,

"Uncle Jess, there is one way, all our current entrance into the internal network is through the connection port between the internal and external laboratory that you just opened."

"E and I have virtualized a large number of similar ports in the hidden laboratory’s internal network as cover, and now the opposing hacker is closing these virtual ports one by one. He’s trying to close the connection channel of the network between the internal and external laboratories and block us out again."

"So your method is?"

He Ao asked quietly.

"We can expose the real port to the enemy’s hacker and then, while he diverts his computing power to attack this real port, we can mobilize all our forces to attack both internally and externally at the same time, breaking through the mainframe’s defense and taking control of it," Vianne quickly explained.

"You mean," He Ao quickly summarized, "trade homes?"

Not to put up any defense and, while the enemy loots one’s own home, to fully attack the enemy’s home base and see who breaches the other’s defenses first.

"With the power of E, this plan is feasible."

Vianne’s tone remained anxious.

She didn’t know if He Ao would approve of her plan, although in her estimation, it had a high chance of success, but the risks were too great. If they failed, all their efforts to that point would be in vain.

"I think it’s a good idea," He Ao nodded, "do it as you said."

Then he raised his wrist device, sending a command to Eve, [Cooperate with Vianne’s plan.]

[OK]

Eve’s response lit up on the wrist device.

"Uncle Jess..."

Vianne paused, seemingly wanting to say something.

"Act quickly," He Ao smiled, "we don’t have much time."

"Okay!"

The excitement of the girl on the communication side rose again, the sound of keyboard tapping resumed, "We can’t directly reveal the real port; that would make the enemy suspect it’s a fake, suspect a trap. I have to set up some ’leads’.

"Got it, I can set up those same three traps from before again, to lead the hacker’s attention back to the real port. He definitely won’t think I’d use the same method twice, to make the false seem true and the true seem false, plus some minor corroborating evidence, to convince him that this is the real port.

"He will think he’s inadvertently discovered the real port and will surely reallocate a large part of his computing power to attack here, leaving the defense of his mainframe vulnerable once again."

Vianne muttered about her plan.

Meanwhile, He Ao moved swiftly down the stairs.

According to the blueprints Eve found, this emergency passageway might lead to the deepest part of the underground, to the very depths of the hidden laboratory.

Soon, He Ao turned the final corner, and below this stretch of stairs was a tightly closed alloy door.

The sound of keyboard tapping in the earpiece stopped abruptly, and Vianne’s somewhat anxious voice came through, "All right, he’s discovered my trap."