Life Game In Other World
Chapter 722: Super Memory Level B (Extra Long - , Seeking Monthly Pass)

Chapter 722: Chapter 722: Super Memory Level B (Extra Long Chapter, Seeking Monthly Pass)

[He Ao]

[Permission Level: Advanced Player]

[Physical Attributes: 1209]

[Skills: Talent Sequences 272: Super Memory (C-level), Basic Firearms Proficiency, Talent Sequences 72: Secret Mage (C-level)]

[Mechanical Modification: None]

[Martial Arts: Qi Refinement and Spirit Transformation (C-level)]

He Ao’s gaze moved away from his personal attributes and focused on Wester in front of him, on the rapier that Wester was thrusting towards him.

Standing here at this moment was not a clone, but He Ao’s original body.

He didn’t return to the Western Lands just to get Nutritional Canned Food; his original body also rushed over.

When Hao Yi had the Cloak of Replacement to alter his appearance, the "Multicolored Ring" used for disguising his appearance could then be used by his original body.

The only problem was that the Multicolored Ring could only disguise appearance, not change the voice. However, the former Wilderness Wanderer Leader had experience with disguising his identity for transactions and naturally knew some techniques for altering his voice.

When He Ao previously disguised himself as Hao Yi, he deliberately changed part of the tone towards the original body’s voice. This way, it would be much easier for the original body to use this identity when disguising.

After a day of cultivation, his physical attribute had risen to 1209 and, with the additional 576 from using Super Memory, his overall physical attribute had reached 1785.

According to his estimates, the physical attribute of someone who had just stepped into C-level was around 2000. His number was getting quite close. For C-level individuals who were non-combat types and leaned towards supportive abilities, their physical attributes might be similar to his current one.

But this was not the full extent of his strength.

He looked at the rapier coming towards him and suddenly exerted force in his arm.

Boom—

Wester’s massive body was blasted away like a cannonball, his feet grinding against the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"What is this?"

Wester lifted his head, looking at He Ao in surprise. He seemed unable to comprehend why He Ao had suddenly unleashed such tremendous power.

"Technique."

He Ao held his sword in front of him, his expression calm.

To be exact, it was "Fist Technique".

It was a fist technique he had summarized himself in the last Copy World.

This technique could increase his explosive strength by 90% for a short time. In other words, his original physical attribute of 1785 could instantaneously explode with a force of 3391.

This number was nearly reaching the strength of Deres from the last Copy World.

Moreover, since his original body itself practiced martial arts and had high physical attributes, the duration of the explosion was also extended. With the body of Cito from the Copy World able to last about 10 seconds before falling into weakness, He Ao estimated that his original body should be able to use it for at least 15 seconds.

However, these were all theoretical numbers. He was not clear about their effectiveness in real combat.

The reason he switched to his original body was to test his current combat strength. Having a clear understanding of his power would be convenient for him when facing danger, to arrange tactics.

Wester was the whetstone he had chosen.

"You can unleash that kind of power with just technique?"

Wester gazed at He Ao, his voice cold, carefully scrutinizing He Ao’s body for any weak spots. "In your ’technique’, have you included Transcendent props?"

"Why not try and see?"

He Ao lifted the Shadowless Sword, and with a leap like a dragonfly, "If your Talent is sufficient, you should be able to discern some patterns in the battle."

Being able to discern the patterns of a technique didn’t necessarily mean one could learn something. The core of He Ao’s fist technique was the skill of manipulating energy, which had to be taught hands-on.

"What kind of nonsense are you spouting."

Wester felt like he was being mocked.

His back arched, the gathering flames emitted a dim red glow. His already enormous and terrifying muscles seemed to tighten even more, becoming more solid and symmetrical. Watching He Ao rush towards him, "No matter how many fancy tricks you have, strength is the absolute thing in this world."

Experience the vast and mighty power of Chaos.

He pushed forward with his feet, his body almost vanishing in the blink of an eye, appearing abruptly in front of He Ao as if teleporting.

Then, without any hesitation, he smashed his fist towards He Ao’s face.

The giant fist nearly covered half of He Ao’s body.

Got stronger? This guy...

In the air, He Ao looked up at Wester, adjusted his body to evade, and immediately plunged the Shadowless Sword into Wester’s fist. Then, gripping the hilt, he flipped forward, leaping towards Wester’s forehead.

Simultaneously, the Shadowless Sword that had pierced Wester’s arm instantly became a shadow, passing through the void to solidify in He Ao’s hand.

Without hesitation, He Ao held the sword with both hands and chopped at Wester’s face.

It seemed that Wester had not anticipated He Ao’s Shadowless Sword could also vanish into a shadow. This fluid combination of moves caught him off guard. He was forced to tilt his head and body to the side to avoid the strike and raised his hand that held a rapier, attempting to pierce He Ao’s body.

At that moment, his chest was exposed in front of He Ao.

The sharp blade of the sword drew a huge gash from the neckline down to the abdomen.

The Shadowless Sword itself was invisible to the naked eye, but those sensitive to power could somewhat sense its existence. He Ao had just tested this while ’chatting’ with Wester, as Wester could vaguely sense the sword.

But that was about it.

This faint sensation, if one’s attention wavered even slightly, could easily be overlooked.

Clang—

As he made the cut, He Ao also withdrew his sword, blocking Wester’s thrusting rapier, before pushing off to slightly increase the distance between them.

Red-tinged blood glowing with light flowed down the blade, outlining the shape of this invisible rapier.

However, the outline didn’t last long. In a very short time, the blood covering the blade vanished into the sword, returning it to its invisible state.

"A fine sword,"

Wester glanced at the Shadowless Sword in He Ao’s hand, and the muscles below the bleeding wound on his chest twisted, stopping the flow of blood.

But He Ao just watched him, pondering.

Inside Wester were five energy convergence points, two of which were in his chest, but He Ao’s recent attack had only damaged one of them.

The reason was simple: the energy convergence points within Wester had ’moved’ during his recent attack.

If it weren’t for He Ao slightly altering the trajectory of his sword as he struck, he probably wouldn’t have damaged even one.

This was the first time He Ao had seen energy convergence points that could move, and moreover, they moved simultaneously but unpredictably, though they were very slow. Still, they had evaded part of He Ao’s attack.

Moreover, after the energy convergence points had moved, the network of energy pathways inside Wester also changed.

Indeed, this was chaotic.

He Ao watched him, then suddenly asked in a low voice, "Does your power come entirely from the grace of the God of Chaos?"

"Hao Yi, I admit that I have indeed underestimated you. You are strong, but the power of chaos is unstoppable,"

Wester did not answer He Ao’s question. Instead, he just watched He Ao, his body lashing out like a gust of wind toward He Ao.

He Ao quickly dodged to the side.

The giant hand instantly shattered the column behind He Ao, making the entire hall tremble for a moment as countless web-like cracks spread out from the tremors.

The Array on the ground flickered with specks of red light, stabilizing the floor laced with cracks for the moment.

In the absence of Transcendent constraints, this building simply couldn’t support the aftermath of a fight between two powerful B-level warriors.

The only reason the hall they were in remained stable was largely because the Chaos God’s Array on the ground was dissipating some of the force.

Wu Lan, who was rescuing people in the back, also realized something was wrong. She stood not far from the car door, quickly dragging hostages into the Velora.

Almost all of these people had lost their ability to move, with only a few managing to crawl into the Velora with difficulty.

Just as Wu Lan grabbed a little girl who had passed out, a hand suddenly reached out from behind her, aiming for her back.

The attacker was the Left Preacher, who had followed Wester. His muscles bulged, turning him into another giant.

However, she was covered in blood, and her movements seemed much slower. Although the Left Preacher had been seriously injured by He Ao controlling the Velora to crash into him, his injuries were much lighter than Wu Lan’s, and his own strength was much greater than hers.

"Wu Lan!"

Xia Ye immediately called out from inside the vehicle.

As she spoke, Wu Lan had already turned around to block.

...

"During a fight, you can’t get distracted."

At that moment, Wester’s ferocious face appeared beside He Ao, his sharp rapier aiming for He Ao’s heart, while the broad giant hand reached for He Ao’s head.

Then, his movements froze. He lowered his head to look at his chest.

The rapier in He Ao’s hand had already pierced through it.

He Ao looked up at him and smiled, "During a fight, you can’t get distracted."

This time, the energy convergence point within Wester’s body did not move; it seemed that such movement could not be used at will.

Almost simultaneously with his words, He Ao drew his sword and retreated, rolling away to increase the distance between him and Wester.

But Wester’s gigantic hand still grazed his left shoulder, ripping open some flesh.

If that hand had moved a little further forward, or if he had retreated a bit later, his entire shoulder might have been ruined.

He possessed an explosive attack strength of over three thousand, but his actual defensive strength was still C-level.

The situation was a bit more troublesome for Wester. He Ao’s recent strike had pierced two of his energy convergence points, leaving him with only three of his five. At this moment, the energy network within his body was somewhat overloaded, on the verge of collapse at any moment.

If one more energy convergence point was destroyed, he would be dead.

"Aren’t you worried about your companion?"

Wester, holding his wounded chest, looked at He Ao with some puzzlement.

As he spoke, Wu Lan had already turned back to block the attack of the Left Preacher and with a forceful effort, sent the Left Preacher flying, then raised her whip and lashed it across the wound left by the Velora, which had just been hit.

"I trust her."

He Ao gripped his rapier, his expression calm.

Wu Lan’s Talent Sequences was "Ascetic," and the power of this Talent Sequences was straightforward: the heavier the injury, the stronger the power.

A combatant who trades blood for strength.

Now, it was actually the moment when Wu Lan was at her strongest in battle.

That was one of the reasons Wu Lan dared to act as "bait."

"Is that so."

Wester glanced at the Left Preacher whom Wu Lan had sent flying. Most of the ’sacrifices’ had been rescued onto the Velora; only a few people, along with Wu Lan and the Left Preacher, remained outside.

Even the Ritual Array was close to shattering due to the battle between him and He Ao.

He turned back to look at He Ao, sighing lightly, "You are very strong."

At that instant, his body vanished, but not in He Ao’s direction.

He Ao frowned slightly and quickly rushed in the direction from which Wester had vanished.

But in the next second, someone was seized in Wester’s hand.

It wasn’t Wu Lan, but the Left Preacher.

He was right beside the fire, caught by Wester.

The Left Preacher had just been knocked towards the direction of Wester by Wu Lan, much closer to Wester than to He Ao.

"Leader!!!"

The Left Preacher looked at Wester before him with some excitement, "Quick, kill that bitch!"

Wester, however, simply looked at him calmly and asked, "Are you willing to offer everything to the great Chaos?"

"Of cour······," the Left Preacher began to respond instinctively, but then he seemed to realize something, his eyes bulging as he looked at Wester, "No······Leader······"

"The great God of Chaos will remember your sacrifice."

Wester, without hesitation, threw the Left Preacher into the flames.

Raising his hands high, he roared loudly, "Great God of Chaos, I offer you everything we have."

As Wester grabbed the Left Preacher, Wu Lan immediately used her whip to bind the remaining hostages, gritted her teeth amidst the blood seeping from her wounds, and with a powerful tug, dragged them into the Velora at the fastest speed.

At that moment, He Ao also arrived, plunging his sword into Wester’s back.

The roaring Velora shot into the void.

Blood sprayed from Wester’s chest, but without any hesitation, it splashed onto the raging bonfire. With his hands held high, in an almost inaudible speed, he loudly proclaimed, "For you are the miracle of the Order Universe, all chaos leads to the ultimate end!"

Vast and ancient beings seemed to reach across the boundless void, casting their gaze down.

The crimson Array suddenly blazed with brilliant radiance, and an overwhelming power erupted along with the ferocious flames.

The flames, originally confined to the center of the hall, rapidly surged outward.

He Ao immediately withdrew his sword and retreated.

The ceiling overhead crumbled under the terrifying tremors, and countless shattered stones, together with the fierce flames, formed a chaos that destroyed everything.

The trembling followers of the Church of Chaos tried to run towards the stairs but were instantly engulfed by the burning flames, turned into nothingness.

The Velora emerged from the void, appearing behind He Ao, who didn’t hesitate to jump aboard the Velora and escape from the area.

"What is that?"

Wu Lan, covered in blood, watched the scene that seemed like the end of destruction, her voice trembling, "Did we fail?"

"No,"

He Ao glanced at the people he had saved behind him, then at the chaotic city beneath him.

"His ritual is a double ceremony; he must first complete this smaller ritual of sacrifice to obtain enough strength to initiate the larger sacrifice that envelops the entire city. Although he sacrificed the Left Preacher and his own men, the sacrifices were insufficient, and the ritual was incomplete. Moreover, he couldn’t sustain his injuries long enough for the next step of the sacrifice."

He Ao withdrew his gaze and looked towards the collapsing top floor, "This must have been him trying to gain power for himself, and what will likely follow is an even more bloody and violent method of sacrifice."

For the God of Chaos, specific conditions of slaughter were also a form of sacrifice.

While He Ao was speaking, the grand top level completely collapsed, and a giant, reaching a height of over twenty meters, stood at the very center of the building. A horrifying aura spread from him, causing the Velora that hovered nearby to shake.

"He seems to have grown much stronger; can a sacrifice exchange for such powerful strength?"

Wu Lan trembled as she looked up at the towering giant.

The oppressive aura that Wester emitted was now much stronger than before.

"It’s not,"

He Ao just watched Wester, reflecting that Wester’s physical conditioning should have been around three thousand before, but judging from the current pressure, it might have already reached five thousand. He pondered for a moment,

"He must have sacrificed himself too, borrowing power from the God of Chaos. This power won’t last long, and he needs to keep killing to maintain his existence. If his slaughter isn’t sufficient, the God of Chaos will take away everything from him."

"That’s possible?"

Wu Lan’s eyes widened.

He Ao watched the immense giant.

Actually, he too hadn’t expected Wester to go this far; such ’loan’ type sacrifices were typically possible only for the God’s Chosen who were completely aligned with the God of Chaos’ way of thinking, or who could hear ’Divine Grace’ and communicate with the divine. In short, it was for believers especially favored by the God of Chaos.

It was not to say that Church leaders could achieve this; if one in ten Church leaders received such ’Grace,’ it was already quite remarkable.

However, Wester’s receipt of this kind of ’Grace’ might not be because he was particularly favored, but it could be related to the uniqueness of the main world.

After all, this was a world not yet discovered by the divine beings.

And while they were speaking, the giant also turned around, looking at them, his mouth curving into a cruel smile. He too hadn’t expected to receive so much Grace; he had just wanted to heal some injuries, but now, he had never felt so powerful.

He looked at He Ao standing at the entrance of the Velora, with wild power emanating,

"Mr. Hao Yi, do you choose to die or to flee?"

Wu Lan, who was sitting in the vehicle, turned her gaze towards He Ao.

He Ao, having the Velora, could definitely escape, but once they left, this city would likely become Wester’s sacrifice immediately, and the Grace of Chaos would truly descend upon this world.

However...

His expression turned somewhat bizarre.

He glanced at his personal attribute panel.

[He Ao]

[Permission Level: Senior Player]

[Physical Conditioning: 3520]

[Skills: Talent Sequences 272: Super Memory (B-level), Basic Firearms Mastery, Talent Sequence 72: Secret Mage (C-level)]

[Mechanical Modification: None]

[Martial Arts: Qi Refinement and Spirit Transformation (C-level)]

This was the physical conditioning bolstered by Super Memory after its activation.

[Talent Sequence 200: Orator]

...

[Ritual: Deliver a speech that affects the entire known world (The completion time of the ritual is when the direct effects of the speech have fully settled.)]

By the timeline, the Copy World should have already progressed by a little over one, close to two months, and the Kajet Corporation should indeed be about due.

In any case,

Super Memory had reached B-level.