Life Game In Other World
Chapter 746: B-Class The God’s Chosen (Super Long - for Monthly Votes)

Chapter 746: Chapter 746: B-Class The God’s Chosen (Super Long Chapter for Monthly Votes)

Boom—

The black staff blocked the oncoming blade of light.

Feiya held up the long staff, bracing against He Ao’s descending longsword. She stepped back half a pace, her high heel clicking crisply against the ground.

She looked up at He Ao, "You are very strong, able to burst out with such formidable power even after so many battles. It seems 009-2 is dead?"

A pitch-black radiance flickered across her eyes.

He Ao immediately withdrew his bone sword and lifted the black broadsword to his side.

The overwhelming power exploded from Feiya’s arms. The black staff suddenly tilted and slashed at He Ao, but it was blocked by the blade of the black broadsword He Ao had turned to face it,

Boom—

Another clear sound rang out; this time, it was He Ao who took a half step back.

He Ao looked up at Feiya.

When Feiya had sneak attacked him just now, the power she exhibited was around two to three thousand. When blocking his chop, the power she exhibited had been over five thousand to six thousand.

And now, Feiya’s power had surpassed seven thousand and was still rising.

Feiya didn’t stop her movements but immediately drew back her staff and hacked at He Ao from the other side.

He Ao lifted the bone sword he had withdrawn in an attempt to block.

In that moment, he suddenly felt an extremely strong sense of disconnection between himself and the bone sword in his hand.

It was like the first time he had picked up this sword, and he could not adapt to it; the sword moves that had once been second nature to him now felt extremely awkward.

Therefore, the bone sword in his hand failed to reach the position most convenient for him to exert force as he had anticipated.

The black staff collided with the white bone sword, and the terrifying power transmitted along the blade to He Ao’s body, sending him flying and crashing into a mechanical control console not far away.

However, He Ao did not fall. He propped himself up with his sword, fresh blood oozing from the corner of his mouth as he looked up at the Feiya in front of him.

The woman’s delicate fleshly cheeks and neck revealed a smooth, mechanical doll-like structure. Her slender finger joints also faintly revealed phantom shadows similar to doll spherical joints.

Invisible lines seemed to emerge from the void, dangling from the boundless spacetime, connecting to each of Feiya’s fingertips, every joint.

She appeared both as a ’human’ of flesh and blood and as a mechanical puppet dancing to the tune of invisible threads.

A terrifying and twisted sense of oppression spread from her, carrying an incomprehensible mechanical whirring growl.

"Divine power? Are you The God’s Chosen?"

He Ao watched her, clutching his twin swords, and asked softly.

The God’s Chosen often found it easier to gain the favor of a Divine Being and acquire power from them.

"You are not lacking in knowledge,"

Feiya held the black staff, smiling as she watched He Ao. Her smile had lost its smoothness as if a delicately carved puppet’s lips curved upward, sophisticated with a touch of grotesqueness.

She lifted the black staff in her hand, her body slightly bowing forward, "The reason I can serve as the guardian of the fifth layer and wait here is not because I am the only one left in the Underground Palace, but because,"

Her figure instantly appeared beside He Ao, "once I entered this Underground Palace, I became the strongest existence BENEATH the Angels in this building!"

Boom—

The black staff collided with the pitch-black broadsword, and the shockwave of their clash shattered the seemingly sturdy control console, while the violent impact once again sent He Ao flying.

His figure went through several gaps between the control consoles before he finally came to a stop at the edge of the arc-shaped wall, halted by the bone sword he had managed to thrust backward into the wall.

"You anticipated it?"

Feiya stood in front of the shattered control console, her delicate cheeks wearing a trace of surprise as she looked at He Ao.

She could clearly sense that He Ao could not keep up with her current speed.

The reason He Ao had just managed to block her move was entirely due to his foresight of the attack area, using anticipation to compensate for the speed difference between them.

"Just some basic combat instinct,"

He Ao pulled his bone sword from the wall, that twisted sense of unfamiliarity still lingering, impeding his movements.

Perhaps the true ’essence’ of the ability of this intervention weapon was what Feiya displayed earlier with her intervention action.

He looked up at Feiya, and judging from the power she had just unleashed, it was likely that Feiya’s physical prowess had already exceeded nine thousand.

His wrist gently touched the silver metal building blocks in his pocket through the fabric.

Ever since Feiya unleashed her terrifying power that seemed to stem from a Divine Being, the building block had been unusually ’well-behaved,’ restraining all its oddities and trying hard to pretend to be a harmless inorganic object.

Contained within was a fear of the Divine Power Feiya possessed, and perhaps also a fear of Feiya’s own abilities.

From the previous encounter against the Ram Demon, it was seen that Feiya could interfere with the ’equipment’ inside the Ram Demon’s body. 009-2, when not polluted or mutated, was composed of these building blocks. If Feiya could interfere with those ’building blocks,’ it could indeed spell death for 009-2.

Additionally, there was the power bestowed by the Divine Being, the suppression of the Grace of Angel Designation, and the comprehensive strength formed by Feiya’s own battle skills.

Feiya might not have lied—she probably could defeat 009-2.

However, the Grace of a Divine Being is not so easily obtained.

He Ao watched the woman whose soul and shadow had been twisted by the powerful Advent.

Even for The God’s Chosen, to obtain power, they had to offer sufficient Sacrifice.

From the information He Ao had gathered, Feiya seemingly hadn’t conducted a large-scale Sacrifice. She might have achieved some sort of twisted Sacrifice through her abilities, accumulating little by little.

But in some sense, Feiya revealed additional information to He Ao; it seemed that only by coming to the Underground Palace could she obtain the power of ’Grace.’

Does that mean that the Great Being, suspected to be the God of Machinery, has difficulties channeling power into the main world? At least Feiya’s unconventional Sacrifices couldn’t regularly deliver ’Grace.’

But regardless of how Feiya accomplished such Sacrifice, there was no doubt that what He Ao now faced was a ’The God’s Chosen’ with a physical prowess exceeding nine thousand, in a normal mental state, ample combat experience, inherent intimidation, and mastery of peculiar abilities.

And Feiya did not give He Ao much time to think up a strategy; almost the moment He Ao had stabilized his stance, Feiya’s figure had already appeared in front of him.

Clang—

Accompanied by a sharp, crisp sound, the pitch-black long rod hit the curved wall, and the metal fragments splashed down like raindrops.

He Ao, anticipating this move, dodged the attack and, without hesitation, threw the bone sword in his hand at Feiya’s face.

With a strike, Feiya knocked away the bone sword, then, looking at the retreating He Ao, she softened the long rod in her hand into a rope. Holding one end of the rope, she threw the other end straight out.

Boom—

The supple rope suddenly stiffened, creating a sonic boom mid-air.

He Ao placed the black broadsword in front of him, trying to block one end of the rope.

It was then that he felt a clear unfamiliarity with his control over the black broadsword.

Feiya’s gaze was ice-cold as she watched He Ao.

She had always been able to influence He Ao’s black broadsword, but had kept her peace until now, waiting for an opportunity like this.

Seeing that the black rope was about to hit him, He Ao suddenly looked at Feiya, raised his eyebrows slightly, and pushed forward with his palm.

Retrieve objects from the air!

The snow-white bone sword appeared instantly in his hand, following his motion to push forward, blocking the incoming rope tip.

With a roaring sound, He Ao leveraged the force to increase the distance between him and Feiya once again.

"Very clever."

Feiya, looking at He Ao, changed the black rope back into a long rod.

Once he realized that his weapons had become awkward and obstructive, He Ao decisively abandoned his previous method of wielding the weapons, instead utilizing his ability to Retrieve objects from the air, bypassing the process of swinging the weapons, allowing them to appear at the very last step.

He treated these now unmanageable weapons as completely new weapons, channeling his strength into his hands first, then transferring it to the weapons, rather than accumulating power together with the sword as before.

It would cost some power, but it also allowed He Ao not to let these now awkward weapons restrict his movements.

"Your body probably won’t last much longer, right?"

Feiya watched He Ao’s movements as he landed, placing the long rod in her hand on the ground.

He Ao also looked at Feiya. The shocks delivered to his body were churning him inside out, but there was not a single change in his facial expression. He stood slightly behind a control console, lifting the double swords in his hands, "Come."

"You’re very good."

Feiya raised the staff, glanced at He Ao, and remarked that for He Ao to have fought to this point under such an absolute disadvantage in strength was already somewhat terrifying; she admitted she couldn’t have done the same.

But as surprising as it was, her actions were without any hesitation.

Boom!

The figure holding the staff pierced through the void, bringing with it the sound of an explosive sonic boom.

At the same time, He Ao didn’t hesitate to throw the twin swords in his hands.

The staff in Feiya’s hands went limp, striking the bone sword that had arrived prematurely, sending it flying, then continuing in a fluid motion to sweep across, the staff turning into a blur as it struck the black broadsword.

The twin swords, sent flying by the tremendous force, scattered to either side, crashing into the control consoles and shattering them, sending fragments flying everywhere.

Only then did Feiya realize that He Ao had lured her into an area dense with control consoles.

She lifted the black staff, the long staff in her hand whirling into a blur to shatter the mechanical fragments soaring towards her, then moved swiftly forward, bringing the staff down on He Ao, who was now weaponless.

In that instant, He Ao raised his hand, and the black broadsword and bone sword reappeared in his grasp.

He then let go of the bone sword and gripped the black broadsword with both hands, its tip angled downward, in front of him, and immediately began to retreat.

The tip of the long staff slid across the dark blade, its direction slightly altered, and the staff struck a more intact control console in front of He Ao.

At the same time, He Ao kicked out fiercely, striking the still-descending hilt of the bone sword, sending white light from the blade flying out; as the staff smashed into the control console, the light stabbed into the space above the staff, pinning it in place.

But He Ao’s movements didn’t stop there; he swung his arm forward fiercely, and the black broadsword appeared in his hands again, swinging towards Feiya’s chest.

Force Shatters Mountains!

As soon as Feiya felt the resistance of the staff, she didn’t hesitate to grip it and leverage herself into a backflip, her silver high heel kicking towards the black broadsword in He Ao’s hand.

Kang—Ka—

Accompanied by a sharp screeching of metal being scratched, the surface of the high heel was thoroughly shaved off, the heel itself sent flying, as the silver-grey stocking was cut open by the black broadsword, leaving a deep bloody wound on Feiya’s instep.

If Feiya had not forcefully pushed away the black broadsword at the last moment, her entire foot might have been severed by He Ao’s sword.

As a glow tinged with grayish-black blood emerged, Feiya also shattered the control console and pulled out the black staff that was stuck inside.

She spun around, increasing the distance between He Ao and herself, and fiercely stabbed the long staff into the ground.

She landed on her feet, pressing one heel against the other, and slipped off the intact high heel, kicking it aside.

Silver-grey stockings wrapped around her feet, which now touched the cold ground.

"Your sword is very sharp," she said slowly, her gaze fixed on He Ao.

He Ao’s initial attack at her chest had been a feint, meant to deceive her into blocking with a kick.

She had performed this move in front of He Ao before, and he had taken note of it. She had overestimated the defensive capabilities of her special alloy high heels and underestimated the sharpness of He Ao’s sword.

Despite having an advantage in sheer power and ability, she had just been counterattacked by He Ao using the terrain to his advantage.

"Thanks for the compliment," He Ao said as he raised his hand, and the bone sword reappeared in his grasp.

In truth, the black broadsword wouldn’t have been able to so easily cut through Feiya’s high heels, especially since she had intentionally avoided the blade from the start, only trying to kick the broadsword away.

But He Ao had Divine Sense to strengthen the broadsword, and he had also prepared to angle the blade slightly downward, waiting for Feiya’s kick.

It was the combination of these factors that had led to this ’achievement.’

He watched Feiya’s figure intently.

Even though Feiya was now exhibiting signs of distorted puppetization, her body was still made of flesh and blood, and she retained the characteristics of a Transcendent with a normal human body. Her entire energy circuit contained only one energy convergence point.

The ’counterattack’ that had just occurred, he hadn’t initially thought he could sever Feiya’s foot; instead, it had been an attempt to probe the properties of Feiya’s flesh and to see if the energy circuits within her would react as those of a normal biological being when injured.

Now, he had concluded that Feiya was mostly a ’flesh and blood being.’

His palm touched his pocket.

He only had one chance.

"I will place your sword before your grave,"

Feiya pulled out her staff, and her figure vanished once again.

This time, due to the injury in her leg, her movements were slightly slower, but the swing of her staff was even more powerful.

He Ao quickly retreated to dodge the strike.

The staff shattered the control panel not far in front of him, and splinters scattered, raising a little smoke.

Seizing the moment as fragments flew, Feiya’s staff transformed into a rope; she lifted it, the rope flying over her elbow and around her neck in one loop. Immediately turning around, the strength from her shoulder, elbow, and waist transferred to her neck, and the rope that was once around her neck whipped backward, its end smashing toward He Ao like lightning.

He Ao instinctively infused his Divine Sense into the jade pendant and then sidestepped to evade; the terrifying rope’s end grazed the edge of his black broadsword while passing in front of him, smashing into the green stone slabs on the ground.

Boom—

A loud explosion followed, and sounds of popping, like firecrackers, followed in sequence where He Ao had been standing, causing the ground to shatter explosively.

Clouds of dust and fragments of broken stone scattered like a torrential downpour, and Feiya, holding onto the rope, flipped in midair to smash directly at He Ao’s face once again.

This time, He Ao was too slow to evade and had no choice but to block with his two swords in front of his chest; the tail of the rope crashed onto the swords, and a massive force hit He Ao, sending him flying.

He Ao could no longer suppress his internal injuries as blood glowed with a purplish-gray light spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Feiya’s rope reverted to a staff, its tip revealing a sharp blade, and she lunged forward in one step, stabbing toward He Ao’s chest like a spear.

He Ao threw his bone sword, which the spear parried; he threw his black broadsword, which the spear also parried.

The swords scattered, sticking into the ground, causing the spearhead to raise as a result.

Weaponless, He Ao was driven against the wall, then he suddenly turned his head aside; the sharp spear grazed his cheek and embedded itself into the wall.

At this moment, a control panel was on one side of He Ao, and the spear stuck next to him was on the other; he had no more room to retreat.

"Your flesh and soul, I’ll take them."

Feiya’s spearhead suddenly lifted, flinging toward He Ao’s neck.

Retrieve objects from the air!

A concave metal block instantly appeared in the hand of He Ao, which wore the ring.

Tendrils stretched from the ring, penetrating directly into the metal block as the massive mechanical corruption surged into it, pushing the power within the metal block to circulate while it still seemed somewhat reluctant.

He Ao, without any hesitation, brought the jade pendant to his hand and infused it with Divine Sense, triggering the corruption within the pendant.

Feiya noticed the eruption of that distorted contamination, as she watched He Ao intently.

Her instincts told her that she should retreat immediately, but she was so close, just moments away from killing He Ao.

She was faced with a choice.

In the end, she chose to continue her attack.

And at that moment, the power of twisted order erupted from He Ao’s palm, and the force from the Angel Designation caused both Feiya and He Ao’s actions to freeze for an instant.

At the same time, the contamination from the Mechanical Core ring and the jade pendant, together with his body, broke through the order that bound him.

His hands shot up forcefully, pushing forward abruptly.

Retrieve objects from the air.

The huge black broadsword appeared in He Ao’s hands, and the wide blade swung through the air in accordance with his gesture, like a long whip, slicing through the void, slashing across the fair neck of the woman.

Thump—

That was the sound burst following directly behind the tip of the sword.

In just an instant, Feiya used the Divine Being’s Grace to shatter that invisible order completely.

But that instant felt so agonizingly long.

Her eyes wide, she touched her neck, looking at He Ao; a fresh red line appeared on her snow-white neck.

That final sword image, it seemed to be a technique she used with her swinging rope.