Life Game In Other World
Chapter 682: Reflection of Winding Hill (Extra-long - , seeking monthly votes)

Chapter 682: Chapter 682: Reflection of Winding Hill (Extra-long Chapter, seeking monthly votes)

Hearing this, He Ao gripped the cane in his hand a bit tighter, his aged cheeks devoid of any expression, just calmly gazing at the ’Shadow Cutter’ in front of him,

"You think my child is connected to ’Night Hawk’?"

"Old sir, it seems your child has kept a lot of things from you,"

The Shadow Cutter watched He Ao and chuckled, "Your son has actually been in contact with the Pollution Cleaning Department. According to people from his street, they’ve encountered Polluted Monsters near Moke Street and were saved by Night Hawk."

The innocent victims attacked by Polluted Monsters, due to the lifesaving help, developed a connection with Night Hawk.

He Ao’s thoughts sifted through what the Shadow Cutter had said and continued, "There must be many people in this city who have been saved by Night Hawk."

However, the reason people are being captured near Moke Street must be because those captured have something special about them.

"The answer is simple, old sir, I believe you’ve already guessed it,"

The Shadow Cutter looked at He Ao, a smile on his face, seemingly quite willing to clarify He Ao’s doubts,

"After Night Hawk researched the Polluted Monsters, he unavoidably became tainted with some of the polluted Qi. After he was injured by the investigative team, he couldn’t have gone far, but when we followed this Qi to find him, we came up empty-handed, so someone must have helped him nearby at that time.

"Then we captured all those who might have been exposed to pollution, who carried traces of the polluted Qi, and your son happened to be one of them."

"Night Hawk was seriously injured at the time?"

He Ao suddenly asked.

"Of course, he was ambushed by people from the investigative team, and if it weren’t for his exceptional strength,"

The Shadow Cutter said with a mocking smile, "he would have died that very night."

This didn’t match the files from the Pollution Cleaning Department, no, not exactly. The Department’s files only mentioned the team going to arrest Night Hawk, then directly moved on to the next section where Night Hawk fought back, injuring the team.

He Ao carefully reviewed all the file contents he had seen.

Indeed, the files never mentioned who ’struck first’.

Those files hadn’t lied, they just hadn’t told the whole truth.

Of course, what the Shadow Cutter said might not be entirely true either. He might have deduced that He Ao was collaborating with the Pollution Cleaning Department and was using this to drive a wedge between He Ao and the Department.

"Was the method of breeding Polluted Monsters provided by you?"

He Ao continued to ask.

"Of course,"

The Shadow Cutter laughed, his voice rough, but when combined with his fair and slightly effeminate face, the smile somehow appeared serpentine and seductive.

"You provided him with the methods to breed Polluted Monsters, yet you went on to report to the Pollution Cleaning Department that he was breeding them?"

He Ao narrowed his eyes slightly, "He should have easily seen through this trap, so what did you tell him? To make him risk the Pollution Cleaning Department’s pursuit and breed the Polluted Monsters himself."

"Old sir, don’t you want to know how your son died?"

The Shadow Cutter tilted his head, the ponytail on his head swinging across the light on the glass behind him, "You keep asking other questions, are you afraid to face the truth that has already happened?"

He Ao’s hand tightened slightly around the silver cane.

"Then I really must discuss this matter with you,"

The Shadow Cutter opened his mouth wide, watching He Ao, "Your son and his wife were extremely stubborn, insisting from beginning to end they knew nothing, but the Qi of pollution on them was the ’freshest’ among everyone. This proves they had come into contact with a Polluted Monster or someone deeply involved with Polluted Monsters shortly before being captured.

"And if they had contacted a Polluted Monster, they certainly couldn’t stand alive in front of me,"

The Shadow Cutter chuckled, "I must say, old sir, your upbringing is commendable. Your son refused to betray Night Hawk until the very end. My subordinates spent a month trying all the tortures they could think of, but ultimately got nothing out of them.

"Of course,"

His eyebrows lifted, "We didn’t actually have much hope for what we’d find on him, because we had already found Night Hawk’s trail and had a comprehensive plan to kill him. We tortured him simply to see how tough he could be."

"So when a month of torture was over, and we told him that Night Hawk was already dead,"

The Shadow Cutter’s eyes widened as he gazed upon He Ao’s aged face, laughing loudly, "his expression was truly interesting."

He raised his hand, narrating,

"In admiration of his indomitable will, I gave him and his wife a chance. There’s a round building ruin nearby that resembles a coliseum.

"I threw the two of them and a Polluted Monster into the ruins, and then I told them,"

His handsome face wore a slightly cruel smile, "If they could just dodge the Polluted Monster’s attacks and escape from the circular building ruins, I would let them go home.

"And then guess what happened?"

"The couple, one used themselves as bait to lure the monster in circles to buy time, while the other frantically searched the entire building and actually found a narrow exit."

"What they did next amazed me. The two starved people, who had been tortured for a month, actually managed to lure the monster into knocking down a concrete column, and in the final moments before the column collapsed completely, they squeezed through the exit and used the falling pillar to block the monster’s path."

"The intelligence and strength humans can display in desperate situations is truly astonishing. Even such lowly lives, two ordinary people with no power whatsoever, could pull off such a maneuver,"

He slowly applauded, "Then, filled with admiration for them, I drove a truck right into them at the very moment they emerged from the exit, gasping for air, and killed them."

He shrugged his shoulders, a smile on his face, "Although I did want to let them go, who can blame me when the orders I received were to leave no one alive?"

"Are you done?"

He Ao watched him calmly, "You’ve spent so much time answering my question, explaining the situation to me, all to wait for your reinforcements, right? Why do you think they haven’t shown up?"

Shadow Cutter’s face changed color as he looked back over his shoulder at the glass windows behind him, where combat drones hovered outside, firing down at the lower floors.

At that moment, his bracelet also vibrated. A somewhat panicked voice came through, "Minister, it’s the Federal Bureau of Investigation and the Pollution Cleaning Department. They’ve brought military gear and have entered from the back of the building at high altitude; their people are on every floor. We’re tied down."

Shadow Cutter looked back at He Ao, and this time, he didn’t speak again. Instead, he raised his hand and shot a bone needle at He Ao, then leaped towards the far left side of the room.

A emergency ejection flyer was installed there, which could allow him to leave immediately.

The situation had gotten out of his control, and he could not stay any longer.

But He Ao was faster. He seemed to have anticipated Shadow Cutter’s move and took a step forward. As the bone needle was fired, he had already moved from his spot, flying toward where Shadow Cutter had jumped.

He saw the figure with a head of white hair appear spot on in front of him, the silver cane lifted high,

"You think you’re noble?"

Bang—

Along with the sound of steel striking his face, Shadow Cutter’s facial muscles rippled like disturbed water, blood splattering from his mouth as his body was propelled to the right.

On the other side, He Ao’s right hand was already open, with the butterfly knife unfolding in his grip, revealing its sharp blade, which he swept towards Shadow Cutter’s neck.

Shadow Cutter abruptly contorted his body in mid-air to dodge the lethal blow, but He Ao quickly changed tactics. The butterfly knife turned from blade down to blade up, then he slashed downwards sharply.

The blade reflecting the cold light effortlessly sliced through a brand-new sleeve, pale skin, fresh red muscle, and the hard bone embedded within it.

In the midst of Shadow Cutter’s transforming look of shock, He Ao easily severed his forearm.

Blood spattered in the air, staining the pure white collar of He Ao’s shirt on the inside.

Boom—

Shadow Cutter’s figure flew backwards, crashing into the drinks cabinet on the right side of the hall, causing bottles to shatter with a clamorous noise as blood mingled with spilled red wine, spreading across the floor.

The severed forearm, along with several bloodied teeth, were scattered aside.

"You hit my face?"

Shadow Cutter staggered as he stood up from amidst the broken glass shards of wine bottles.

His mouth was full of blood and several teeth had fallen out, his left cheek swelling up, no longer showing his usual handsome appearance.

"You dress exquisitely, have fair skin, handsome features, and long, well-maintained hair,"

He Ao leisurely unbuttoned his dress shirt, then took off this formal suit jacket along with the backpack on his back, tossing it to the coat rack by the door, "You seem to be a person who values looks and grooming very much, so,"

He adjusted his bloodstained white shirt, which had become exposed due to removing the dress jacket, and pried open the tip at the bottom of his cane, slotting the butterfly knife’s blade into the revealed indentation.

Then he gripped the handle of the cane, gave a light flick and the silver gun barrel sprung out with a snap.

Holding the gun with both hands, he blocked the path to the left side of the room, calmly watching Shadow Cutter, answering the question regarding the hit on the face,

"It was on purpose."

"Old Geezer, you deserve to die!"

Shadow Cutter got up from the ground as writhing tendrils of flesh emerged from his severed arm, rapidly mutating into twisted tentacles that coiled together to form a tentacle arm.

A terrifying sense of oppression instantly filled every inch of space in the hall.

Shadow Cutter was not weak; His abilities had been greatly augmented by the power of the Polluted Monsters, far exceeding the C-level limit.

That last strike actually involved a great deal of luck.

Right when Shadow Cutter was speaking, He Ao had noticed that Shadow Cutter occasionally glanced toward the left, leading him to deduce that there must be something important to his left.

Then he activated Super Memory and performed countless simulation calculations, finally determining the most likely action route for this Shadow Cutter.

Because he had anticipated the Shadow Cutter’s movement in advance, he had covered the cane and the Butterfly Knife with Divine Sense. There were no slip-ups during the entire battle, resulting in such a perfect, precise strike.

The Shadow Cutter’s body had more than one energy convergence point, but they were not a network-distributed structure as He Ao had seen before. Instead, it was a ’master-slave structure.’

That is, one core energy convergence point with several secondary energy convergence points.

There were a total of seven secondary energy convergence points on the Shadow Cutter’s body. Analyzing the flow of energy within its body, as long as the number of secondary energy convergence points was sufficient, even if the core energy convergence point was shattered, it could maintain the circulation of the body’s energy.

Therefore, to kill it, at least most of the secondary energy convergence points and the core energy convergence point had to be destroyed.

The forearm that He Ao had just severed, and the teeth he had shattered, actually each contained one of the Shadow Cutter’s secondary energy convergence points.

With that strike, He Ao destroyed two of its secondary energy convergence points.

But now, as the Shadow Cutter gradually stood up, within the view of Divine Sense, the destroyed secondary energy convergence points within its body were slowly ’reconstructing’ at a rate visible to the naked eye.

This type of energy structure seemed to endow the Shadow Cutter with an extremely strong recovery ability within its energy circuit, which also meant that He Ao didn’t have much time.

He Ao held the long spear in his hand, staring ahead.

The next second, a phantom appeared in front of him.

The Shadow Cutter’s tentacle-converged arm was raised high, the tentacles on it twisting and squirming, forming a massive flesh and blood scissor aiming for He Ao’s neck.

He Ao raised his spear, covering it with Divine Sense, stepped back half a step, and then pressed downwards fiercely, colliding with the flesh and blood scissor, gathering his entire body’s strength to push back, stopping the Shadow Cutter’s momentum.

Then, taking advantage of the movement, he spun his spear and stabbed it towards the Shadow Cutter’s neck.

In that instant, a chill suddenly climbed up his spine. With a thought, He Ao quickly retracted the spear, retreating several steps.

An ethereal scissor swiped past where He Ao had just been standing.

"Old Geezer, did you notice?"

The Shadow Cutter abruptly stepped forward, swinging its flesh and blood scissor towards his neck.

He Ao looked up at the Shadow Cutter’s back, above the monstrous human fusion, was a huge, contorted shadow composed of numerous smaller shadows.

At this moment, the shadow also held a massive phantom scissor in its hand, constantly swinging it towards He Ao.

With each near-miss of the scissor, He Ao could feel a chilling tremor from his Soul.

This scissor could harm the Soul.

"Is this your Talent Sequences ability?"

As He Ao dodged an attack of the shadow scissor, he swung his spear, pressing down on the flesh and blood scissor that followed and crouched down, gathering his strength into a single point, a flat thrust with a bow step, forcing the Shadow Cutter back.

Meanwhile, he glanced at the reconstructed shadow behind the Shadow Cutter.

Having battled so many Polluted Monsters, the shadow on the Shadow Cutter’s body was the best-sewn one he had ever seen.

"Talent Sequence 107: Tailor."

The Shadow Cutter sneered and, while He Ao was distracted by his words, lifted his hand and several bone needles suddenly flew out from his palm.

He Ao leaned backward, performing a swift backflip to dodge the bone needles.

The sharp bone needles instantly shattered a nearby window, and the howling cold wind gushed in through the broken opening.

Almost without hesitation, the Shadow Cutter continued his relentless assault on He Ao.

He Ao turned to dodge the aerial shadow scissor, then, with the momentum, raised the spear like an upturned cow’s tail and thrust it downwards into the Shadow Cutter’s flank.

The Shadow Cutter quickly raised another hand, flesh gushing out from this arm to form a new scissor, blocking He Ao’s thrust.

Even though the flesh and blood scissor extended its reach, He Ao, wielding the spear, had a slightly longer reach than the Shadow Cutter.

The broad hall environment at this moment was especially suited for the use of long weapons.

He Ao surged forward, channeling all his strength into his arms, lifting the spear upwards in a sudden pick, cutting open the Shadow Cutter’s shin.

At the same time, the original flesh and blood scissor also touched He Ao’s waist, and a sharp bone blade instantly sprang out from the scissor, cutting open his pristine white shirt, slicing the skin at his waist and leaving a cut from which blood seeped out around the bone blade.

Then, the other blade of the scissor also closed in, preparing to cut through He Ao’s body.

He Ao kicked back to avoid the strike.

The Shadow Cutter also retreated half a step.

The two momentarily created distance between each other.

He Ao’s waist and the Shadow Cutter’s leg injury were both deep, but He Ao’s recent strike had destroyed an energy convergence point on the Shadow Cutter’s leg.

"Old Geezer, your footsteps are weak, the strength in your body is shallow and insubstantial, and each attack is followed by a brief burst, relying on some sort of explosive technique. You can burst out in an instant, but can you keep it up?"

The Shadow Cutter watched He Ao, raising the bloody scissors in his hands and glanced at the ceiling above He Ao’s head, "You’re not far from death."

"I’m already halfway in the grave," He Ao raised his spear and looked at him, "But quite clearly, you’re ahead of me in line."

Without hesitation, he thrust his spear forward.

His speed was extremely fast, the tip of the spear danced like a lotus blooming.

The Shadow Cutter had no choice but to parry to the side while manipulating the shadow scissors behind him to stab at He Ao’s soul.

He Ao also had to dodge, and as he dodged, the Shadow Cutter’s twin bloody scissors recovered from suppression.

He suddenly stretched out a scissor, attempting to clamp He Ao’s spear shaft, while his body thrust forward sideways, suddenly unleashing a force far surpassing that of just moments ago, raising the other scissor and stabbing it towards He Ao’s chest.

This move was too fast; He Ao could not fully dodge in time and could only turn to the side, while one hand slid to the bottom end of the spear shaft.

Pfft—

The sharp scissors pierced through He Ao’s left shoulder.

It was at this moment that He Ao, holding the bottom end of the spear handle, suddenly twisted his hand, the long spear instantly becoming a short one. At such a close distance, the Shadow Cutter couldn’t avoid in time, He Ao raised the short spear and stabbed it into the Shadow Cutter’s abdomen, sliding it along to make a huge gash.

The Shadow Cutter’s body jolted, and before he could rejoice at hitting He Ao, he felt the pain in his abdomen.

He violently pulled away, retreating to prevent He Ao’s spear blade from further upward penetration.

Meanwhile, He Ao again rotated the base of the spear, the short spear turning back to long, probing towards the Shadow Cutter’s throat.

Pain shot through the wound on his shoulder, but his expression remained unchanged.

The strike to the abdomen had just destroyed the Shadow Cutter’s fourth energy convergence point.

The energy circuits within him were becoming unstable.

"You madman."

The Shadow Cutter blocked He Ao’s repeated spear thrusts and retreated once again, increasing the distance between them and He Ao.

He had now realized that He Ao’s method of compensating for his short combat power was to trade wound for wound.

If this continued, he would surely be traded to death here by the Old Geezer.

He looked up at the ceiling and without hesitation stretched out his hand; several bone needles sprang out, shattering the key structure of the ceiling.

In an instant, the entire ceiling came crashing down.

He Ao hadn’t expected this at all. He fiercely raised his spear, the tip pointing upward, smashing the ceiling that was falling towards him.

And in that instant, several bone needles penetrated the falling ceiling, hitting his waist and leg.

Blood splattered.

His body faltered, as if drained of strength in an instant, falling forward, barely propping himself up with the spear shaft.

At the same time, a peculiar suction came from above his head.

He looked up, toward the ceiling, where a giant painting was revealed in the space previously obscured by the ceiling.

The painting was made up of countless twisted lines, seeming to depict chaotic ripples, or perhaps a winding hill.

In that instant, numerous chaotic whispers exploded in He Ao’s mind.

An immense suction force seemed to grip his soul, intending to rip it from his body.

"Old Geezer, there are some things you shouldn’t look at, you know?"

The Shadow Cutter’s lips curled into a smile as he walked towards He Ao with raised scissors, "Do you feel now as if your brain is filled with chaotic voices, your body unable to move? Even if you had millions of techniques, you can’t use them now."

He lifted his scissors, stepping closer to He Ao, "Before you’re utterly corrupted and torn apart into a monster, I’ll see you off on your last journey. Don’t worry, it’ll be quick, it won’t hurt. I’ll just cut your body into ragged chunks, just like your dead son..."

The next second, the sharp blade of the spear instantly pierced his heart, emerging from his back, the sturdy spear shaft piercing through his body.

Backturn Spear!