Life Game In Other World
Chapter 708: The End (Vote with Monthly Tickets for This Big - )

Chapter 708: Chapter 708: The End (Vote with Monthly Tickets for This Big Chapter)

After promoting to C-level with "Super Memory," it had always been He Ao who used "Ease Thought" to alter others’ choices. He never expected that this time, the tables would be turned and he would be injured by someone else using the same method on him.

In some sense, this was also a "novel" experience.

"Old buddy, it seems you don’t quite understand your Talent Sequences,"

the icy voice of Vellent sounded in He Ao’s ear, tinged with a hint of mockery, "Alas, the Chess Master’s ability to modify choices only works on Transcendents of the same level or lower. Sometimes, the gap between ranks can’t be bridged by burst... Hmm?"

Talking didn’t interrupt his blade-drawing, but the invisible blade had been drawn only a fraction of an inch before it halted in its place.

Red-purple blood flowed from the four fingers tightly gripping the blade’s edge, dropping down onto the cold concrete floor.

The chill that seemed to slice through one’s soul surged upwards, assaulting He Ao’s consciousness.

Yet his voice was unnaturally calm, "Since it’s been stabbed in, why bother taking it out?"

He Ao stretched out his hand, firmly grasping the part of the blade that had pierced through his chest, and mobilized the muscles in his body to clamp down on the blade embedded inside him.

Vellent tried to pull the blade out again, only to find that the invisible blade seemed to be firmly caught within He Ao’s body, immovable no matter what he did.

Meanwhile, He Ao’s other hand seized the long spear, twirling in his grip, creating a flourish of the spear tip from front to back, and thrust violently backwards.

Vellent immediately withdrew, letting go of the stuck handle, and instead reached with both hands for He Ao’s incoming spear.

And He Ao, as if he had anticipated this, released the blade tip even a split second earlier than him, grabbing the spear shaft amidst the spray of blood.

Vellent tried to grasp the spear and wrench it from He Ao’s hands.

But at that moment, He Ao, with both hands on the spear, spun his body, increasing the distance between them while pressing down into a lunge, and thrust forward in line with Vellent’s attempt to take the spear, aiming for his heart.

Vellent quickly pulled back, loosening his grip, right before He Ao twisted and swung the spear, knocking his hands away.

Then He Ao swung the spear up in a momentum, the shaft of the spear spinning overhead and stepping forward. Driven by an immense force, the metallic shaft twisted and bent, with the sharp spear tip creating sonic booms through the night.

In almost the blink of an eye, the durable spear whisked over He Ao’s head, sweeping again towards Vellent’s side face.

Vellent immediately retreated, narrowly avoiding this attack once more.

But He Ao’s assault didn’t stop; his body followed the rotation, spinning another circle, and as he spun, he dropped lower, lunging forward, the spear tip creating intense sonic booms, almost instantly slashing across Vellent’s abdomen.

With purple light-enhanced blood splattering in all directions, Vellent violently leaped back, increasing his distance from He Ao.

Had he not managed to dodge just now? No, he had dodged—had he not, He Ao’s built-up strike could have severed him at the waist.

"Did you do that on purpose just now?"

Vellent clutched the wound on his stomach, his gaze icy as he looked at He Ao.

Tendrils of twitching flesh emerged from the edge of the wound, entwining to stop the blood that kept flowing out.

Only then did He Ao finally have the chance to stop, reaching behind him with a reverse grip and slowly pulling out the invisible knife that had pierced his chest.

The red-purple blood stained the invisible blade’s edge, painting a subtle outline of the knife against the night sky.

Gently writhing flesh tendrils appeared in He Ao’s wound, intertwining but not completely stopping the blood that streamed from the wound.

The pollution from Winding Hill had altered He Ao’s body, infusing his flesh with some vitality, which would have otherwise made it impossible for him to trap the invisible blade with his muscles, even if his other hand had been grasping it from outside.

"You’re truly mad."

Vellent watched He Ao, his expression growing colder.

He had come to understand that He Ao allowing himself to be sneak-attacked was most likely deliberate.

He had pierced He Ao’s chest, but He Ao had disarmingly captured his weapon.

He Ao used himself as bait to lure away his invisible knife; once he was bereft of the invisible blade, he not only lost his weapon for the fight but also the means to manipulate the Undead to disturb and contend with He Ao, allowing He Ao to fight him with greater focus.

One side wanes as the other waxes.

This was a tactic of exchanging injuries for an advantage.

But it was madness.

Had He Ao’s dodge a moment ago been any slower, his heart would have been directly pierced.

"Deres often says to me,"

Vellent straightened up, gazing at He Ao, "I am too cautious in my actions, always planning every step, accustomed to manipulating pieces on a chessboard. When in real battle, I often subconsciously cherish my life, unwilling to risk it all, losing my edge. When facing an enemy who truly dares to risk everything, even with greater strength, victory is hard to obtain."

He chuckled, "It turns out what he said back then was an understatement."

"When paths cross,"

He Ao threw the invisible knife in his hand down to the ground, then stepped on it to drive it further into the earth, "the brave emerge victorious."

He wielded his spear in both hands and charged at Vellent. As he sprinted forward, he raised his arms high, the force reaching the tip of the spear, turning a stab into a smash.

"Come!"

Vellent opened his arms wide, his previously bloodstained, fine dress was torn by writhing flesh. His body quickly swelled, purple radiance spreading all over him, inflating his figure into a two-meter-tall giant.

From the palms of his outstretched hands, twisted bones burst forth, coiling into two crystalline bone long knives.

The Orator Talent Sequences were not meant for combat, so naturally, Vellent didn’t have the rich combat experience that Deres possessed.

But the gift from Winding Hill granted him a Transcendent strength far surpassing his peers at the same B-level.

This was his true form.

The terrifying oppression, carrying twisted corruption, swept across the night like a fierce wind, brushing coldly against He Ao’s mountainous cheeks.

He Ao leapt high, raising the long spear above his head, turning the smash into a cleave.

Vellent also raised his bone knives, crossing them to block the cleaving strike.

Bang—

The terrifying force landed between the twin knives, the spear blade, augmented by Divine Sense, directly cleaving a crack in the bone knives.

Waves of horrific force passed through Vellent’s body and into the ground, shattering the solid earth, smashing half of Vellent’s body into it.

"Nice spear!"

Vellent pushed off with both hands, flicking He Ao’s long spear away, then rushed out like a phantom, slashing directly at He Ao.

The crack created by the spear’s tip slowly healed itself as he moved.

He Ao held his spear horizontally above his head, blocking Vellent’s knife slashes, then pushed Vellent’s knives apart with both hands.

Immediately after, He Ao retracted the spear, the tip passing over his shoulder, then abruptly let go, pushing the butt of the spear.

With no hand holding it, the spear spun around He Ao’s neck, thrusting out from the other side.

At the same time, He Ao violently caught the handle of the spinning spear with both hands, sweeping it towards Vellent who was knocked back.

Vellent held his knife blade across his chest, forcefully blocking He Ao’s spear sweep.

The ground beneath them cracked once more.

After realizing that he was completely outmatched in technique by He Ao, Vellent gave up on skill, leveraging his advantage in strength to break through with brute force.

Then, he slid his knives down the shaft of the spear, chopping towards He Ao’s body.

He Ao pressed his body down sideways, dodging the knife edges with the body of his spear, and then quickly retreated.

Immediately after, he suddenly raised his arms, the long spear spinning at his side like a silver wheel, with roaring sonic booms, cleaving straight at Vellent’s face.

Vellent, who was pursuing his advantage, did not expect He Ao to turn around with a spear thrust.

The blade in his hand thrust forward, stabbing into He Ao’s abdomen.

And He Ao’s spear tip split open his face, the blade burying itself into his skull.

A longer weapon has its strength.

Even though Vellent’s body had grown larger, He Ao’s long spear still maintained a length advantage.

Blood streamed down Vellent’s face, followed by countless tentacles that detached from behind him and surged towards He Ao from all directions.

He Ao immediately withdrew, rolled away, and dodged the incoming tentacles.

Meanwhile, Vellent stood up again, the wound on his face that He Ao had split slowly closing with the squirming of new flesh.

He frowned deeply, staring at He Ao, "You can find my weakness? Is this also knowledge ’K’ taught you?"

The energy core inside Vellent was the same as the Shadow Cutters He Ao had encountered previously, consisting of a central energy core and several secondary energy nodes.

However, Vellent had more secondary nodes, totaling nine.

When He Ao had cut across his chest earlier, he destroyed one, and when he struck his waist and abdomen, he broke two more.

And with the slash across the face, he had broken another.

Even though Vellent couldn’t sense his own energy nodes, he was aware of the flow of his power; he could clearly feel that every attack from He Ao would diminish a portion of his strength, affecting his efficiency in mobilizing energy.

This kind of ’injury’ was completely different from ordinary injuries he had in other battles.

One or two coincidences could be understood, but when it was the same effect every time, he realized that He Ao might possess some power to perceive his weaknesses.

But He Ao didn’t respond; instead, he swung away the swirling tentacles and struck with his spear again.

"Well done!"

Though Vellent harbored many suspicions about the mysterious ’K’ in his mind, there was no time for further thought at the moment.

He raised his dual blades to block the descending long spear and maneuvered the tentacles to strike at He Ao from all directions once more.

This time, He Ao did not dodge but instead quickly retracted his spear and thrust again.

Vellent extended his bone blade, trapping He Ao’s spear, and turned, diverting the spear tip in the process, then attempted to forcefully pry off the Butterfly Knife that served as the spear’s tip, attached to the shaft.

Just then, He Ao advanced instead of retreating, disregarding the increasingly dense tentacles. His spear, like a dragon probing the waters, grazed past Vellent as he rotated sideways and then pulled back.

A fresh scar decorated the side of Vellent’s chest.

The fifth one.

To truly have the potential to kill Vellent, He Ao needed to destroy at least six of the nine secondary energy nodes and then destroy the central energy node.

At that moment, the first of the coiling tentacles instantly pierced He Ao’s thigh.

He Ao instantly retracted his spear, gripped the butt end and spun it, transforming the long spear into a shorter one, severing the tentacle, and then with a turn, he sliced off the tips of several attacking tentacles.

As this happened, Vellent’s sweeping blow, following the momentum of his rotation, was already on its way.

The sharp bone blade slid across He Ao’s arm, leaving a trail of blood on his hand.

Under the assault of the tentacles, the distance between them was forced to be extremely close, making it difficult to utilize the spear’s advantage.

Without hesitation, He Ao gripped the spear tip and removed the Butterfly Knife from the spearhead; then, thrusting forward with the flow, he aimed the blade at Vellent’s chest.

Vellent parried the Butterfly Knife with his own blade, while his other bone blade attempted to chop at He Ao’s neck, which was blocked by He Ao’s short spear, now serving as a cane without its tip.

The entire world came to a halt in that instant, and then several tentacles launched toward He Ao’s back, attempting to pierce through his body from behind.

He Ao withdrew the Butterfly Knife, twirling it into a flourish, reaching behind his back to sever the tentacles as he sidestepped, avoiding the bone blade swung by Vellent in pursuit without the Butterfly Knife to block it.

Then he reached out, his spinning Butterfly Knife burying itself into one of Vellent’s frontal tentacles, and with a gentle twist, he sliced the entire tentacle off.

The sixth.

Vellent himself hadn’t realized he had a ’weak point’ on his tentacles.

His body froze for a moment, feeling the energy sluggishness within, but the movements of his hands didn’t stop. As his bone knife sliced upward at an angle towards He Ao’s shoulder and elbow, it cut off He Ao’s tentacle at the same time.

With blood splattering, He Ao tilted his body and forcefully withdrew, taking advantage of the situation to burst through the gaps between the tentacles.

DDuring this process, however, a tentacle struck his wrist, and the sharp butterfly knife he was holding was knocked out of his grasp, landing on the ground nearby.

He had no choice but to use the attacking tentacles in mid-air to adjust his posture and fly towards the fallen butterfly knife.

Vellent hadn’t expected that his strike could actually disarm He Ao.

He glanced at the butterfly knife and then at He Ao.

Between kicking away the butterfly knife to maintain the upper hand and taking the opportunity to attack and fully eliminate He Ao, he didn’t hesitate to choose the latter.

He leaped into the air, slashing his dual bone knives towards He Ao’s back.

It was at this moment that He Ao suddenly turned around and thrust out with his spear.

Backturn Spear!

"Your spearhead······"

Vellent was stunned for a moment, then looked down at his chest to see purple blood dripping down the silver shaft onto the ground.

A backturn spear didn’t necessarily need to be a spear; a hard rod would also work to kill, it just required different amounts of force.

He Ao’s recent rotation, landing, and leveraging were all in preparation for this strike, to unleash the strongest power within him.

He even used Vellent’s ’hidden energy’.

Vellent was startled for a moment, then chuckled ruefully, "You changed my choice? A C-level influencing a B-level, your Talent Sequence, is it really ’Chess Master’?"

He had now fully realized that He Ao had only thrown away his butterfly knife, not all weapons. With his character, he would certainly maximize the advantage and completely toss the butterfly knife out of the battle arena and not recklessly try to take advantage of this moment to finish He Ao.

He Ao released his grip and staggeringly stood up, turning to look at Vellent.

His injuries were actually not light; Vellent’s recent strike had diagonally sliced open his left chest, grazing past his heart and nearly severing his entire arm.

Of course, Vellent was in worse shape than He Ao.

Now the core energy gathering point at his heart had been completely destroyed, and the energy structure within him was rapidly collapsing.

But his strong life force still provided him a certain base for activity.

In that instant, both men suddenly looked up at the sky at the same time.

The shadow of the inverted Winding Hill trembled slightly.

A terrifying power descended from the sky into Vellent’s body, stabilizing the swiftly deteriorating energy structure in an instant.

Three minutes had passed.

The sacrifice ceremony was synchronized, and the ’gift’ from Winding Hill also reached Vellent, causing further distortion in his body as new secondary energy gathering points began to regenerate within him.

"It seems the final end hasn’t come,"

Vellent lowered his head to look at He Ao, "You are the strongest enemy I’ve encountered, in both schemes and combat. I will prepare the finest grave for you and come to visit you every year on this day."

"No, it’s over,"

He Ao also slowly lowered his head to look at Vellent.

Beams of light brightened up the silent city, outlining a vast pattern that covered the entire city.