Life Game In Other World
Chapter 758: I’m Back (Vote for Monthly Ticket)

Chapter 758: Chapter 758: I’m Back (Vote for Monthly Ticket)

The gigantic octopus monster tried to retract its tentacles, to fend off the strike, but it was already too late.

The blade that sliced through the storm pierced its head, shattered its bones, penetrated the dense energy hubs converging in its brain, and then exited through the back of its skull.

Then, accompanied by a booming noise, that slender harpoon shattered violently, turning into endless dust within the rain.

The harpoon, having been reinforced by Divine Sense through multiple layers, faced a power that surpassed its original limits, and as the Divine Sense energy was drained, it could no longer maintain its shape.

The energy circuit within the massive monster’s body also collapsed with that crisp sound.

However, the creature was too colossal and did not die immediately.

He Ao turned off Super Memory and fell forward, endless blood seeping from his skin and staining his clothes red, then diluted by the relentless rain.

The moment he activated Super Memory, he felt his heart stop beating.

If his life was a countdown, he had just madly dragged the final progress bar.

Twisted, excruciating pain wound around his body, the agony several times stronger than before, and an intense fatigue assaulted his brain, making it nearly impossible for him to stand.

He bit his teeth hard, propped his hands on the ground, and pushed his body all the way up, relying purely on willpower to support himself. Then he slowly got up, picked up the three remaining harpoons from the ground, and jumped onto the aft deck.

The creature was dead, but the ship was also damaged and continuing to sink.

"Why, why, why,"

The man in the white robe knelt down, his gaze lost upon the sea surface as he watched the massive monster’s head gradually sink, "The power of the Divine Being is invincible."

—hmm—

Hearing the slow footsteps behind him, he raised his head and looked at He Ao approaching, step by step, "Why? Why are you, this demon, still alive!?"

He Ao didn’t speak but instead tore off another metal strip from the adjacent wall, tied up the harpoons, and slung them over his back.

"You should die!!!"

The man in the white robe stood up angrily, swung his fist, and smashed it toward He Ao.

Bang—

He Ao raised his hand and effortlessly caught the man’s wrist, then slowly twisted it.

Even now, as weak as He Ao was, he was not someone the white-robed man could defeat without his armor.

The man in white winced in pain, released his hand, revealing a shattered pendant in his palm with a dim orange glow flickering.

The power of this pendant seemed to have been exhausted, its dim glow completely fading away.

And as the white-robed man relaxed his grip, the pendant fell from the air.

He Ao reached out and caught the amulet.

The white-robed man watched He Ao in fury, "Let it go, that is the Grace of Eternal Radiance given to me!"

He Ao glanced at him, flicked the hand gripping his wrist upward, and at the same time, released his hold.

The white-robed man’s body swayed with the force of He Ao’s push, lost his balance after several turns, and fell to the ground.

He Ao looked at him calmly, then at the shattered pendant again.

The pendant was overall spherical, resembling a small sun, its dim orange light escaping from within. Simultaneously, the entire amulet was covered with dense cracks, ready to completely fall apart.

This was not a true Transcendent item but a ’container’ that stored special powers through some special method. Judging from its performance, it was also a one-time ’container’.

Now, with the power inside exhausted, the container had lost its purpose and was about to break completely.

Meanwhile, a faint sound of flesh squirming came from around them. Behind He Ao, a massive tentacle slowly rose, inching toward where He Ao and the other person stood.

"Release the Divine Being’s Grace! You demon! You will never receive the protection of the Eternal Radiance!"

The white-robed man glared at He Ao as he staggered to his feet, trying to reclaim his treasure. At this moment, he noticed the tentacle behind He Ao and burst into laughter,

"You foolish demon! The Apostle of God will not die! It will resurrect under the light of the Eternal Radiance! And then it will tear you, this twisted demon, into pieces!!!"

He Ao glanced at him, reached out to grasp the pendant, and then slowly exerted pressure.

The pendant, glowing faintly, was crushed into dust in his hands.

His tone was calm, deliberate, "Your Divine Being has never protected you."

"What did you say?!"

The white-robed man’s expression froze.

Just then, that enormous tentacle suddenly shot past He Ao’s side, ensnaring the white-robed man.

"Great Apostle! What are you doing!!!"

Looking on in horror, the white-robed man struggled fiercely but to no avail.

He Ao opened his hand, letting the dust of the pendant scatter.

Then he turned around and walked step by step toward the ship’s railing.

In truth, from beginning to end, the Eternal Radiance had bestowed no power whatsoever.

The so-called Apostle of the Divine Being of the white-robed man had no connection with his Divine Being at all, but was a monster from the Storm Sea.

This monster had been following the ship the whole time, only suppressed by the special power within the pendant, not daring to attack.

Similarly, the so-called protection of his Divine Being was merely a result of the monster’s ferocity being spurred by the pendant, which made it too fearful to attack him.

In fact, the person the monster most wanted to kill was the one catalyzing the pendant.

Anyone who knew how to use it could influence the monsters of the Storm Sea with this pendant.

The supposed Grace and protection of the white-robed man was nothing but wishful thinking.

By this time the sea water was close to the deck. He Ao went to the side of the ship and began cutting the lifeboat’s ropes with a metal shard.

"Hahaha! You won’t make it back! Without the navigation system, no one can leave the Storm Sea!!!"

Behind him, came the trembling and violent screams of the white-robed man.

He Ao paid no attention to him, tossed the lifeboat into the sea, and then jumped aboard.

"Ah!!! You evil······"

The white-robed man’s last words were never spoken, as the gushing blood filled his throat. The massive tentacle that had wrapped around him began to slowly contract, crushing and distorting his ribcage.

The deep-sea monster, with the last bit of strength in its life, tore apart the annoying, noisy ’human’.

Blood splashed across the smooth deck, then was submerged by the pitch-black seawater.

He Ao sat in the lifeboat, falling into a brief silence.

This lifeboat, it seemed, had no oars?

He scanned the surroundings and suddenly saw a silver ’box’ floating nearby.

That was his ’Nutrient Pod’, or rather, his ’Coffin’.

He leaned on the part of the ship that hadn’t yet sunk, bringing the lifeboat up to the side of the Nutrient Pod.

He looked down at the Nutrient Pod, now impaired, then flipped over its ’lid’.

The dry bloodstains on it had grown blurry from the soaking of the seawater, but still faintly visible was a ’K’ pattern.

That was the last pattern his brother had drawn.

He was praying to the only ’Divine Being’ who might protect his little brother.

He Ao fell silent for a moment, reached out, and, after a bit of time, removed the ’lid’ from the Nutrient Pod.

Then, holding his own ’coffin board,’ he raised his head to look at the sky.

In his alternative field of vision, the entire sky and sea were densely covered with distorted patterns.

However, the patterns were not uniformly dense; some areas were thicker, while others were relatively ’sparse’.

He Ao rowed the lifeboat toward the direction where the patterns were least dense.

Some small Shadows were circling around him, gliding around his little boat in a circle, yet they didn’t dare to attack.

On He Ao’s garment, stained red, much came from the ’blood’ of that Octopus Monster.

The scent of a high-ranking monster lingered above the sea surface and below it.

The storm continued without a break, and He Ao maintained a steady rowing speed, while also making sure to bail out the rainwater that had fallen into the lifeboat.

His body had long reached its limit; if he were to stop, he might fall asleep immediately.

But he could not stop. The number of Shadows gathering under his lifeboat was increasing. These aquatic monsters born in the Storm Sea, while they feared the blood and Qi of high-ranking monsters, were greedy for He Ao’s flesh and blood.

They rubbed against the alloy bottom of the lifeboat, wearing down its durability.

If He Ao showed the slightest sign of weakness, the monsters would instantly tear his lifeboat apart.

And as more and more monsters gathered beneath his boat, they began to devour and slaughter each other.

Boiling blood soaked the pitch-black seawater, trailing a long streak behind the cramped life raft.

He Ao looked ahead calmly, methodically rowing the lifeboat. The bloodstain stretched longer, attracting more monsters.

There were no stars or moon above the swells of the Storm Sea, only the storm clouds filled with thunder perpetually spread across the sky; the monotonous scenery below made time seem like a concept without meaning.

The storm raged on.

If he were an ordinary person, even just the continuous deluge of the storm might cause him to succumb to a chill and die upon these seas.

The storm could blow his little boat off course, so for a long time, he adjusted his sailing direction.

He Ao didn’t know how long he had been rowing; the vast ocean and its waves looked everlasting, and no trace of land was visible.

However, once he crossed a particular ’boundary,’ everything changed.

The pitch-black seawater was still pitch-black, but it no longer radiated an oppressive horror; the storm ceased, and the clouds in the sky seemed much thinner, presenting just clouds without thunder.

The monsters that had chased after He Ao stopped right there, remaining outside the ’boundary.’

He Ao turned his head to look behind him.

Between the pitch-black seas, between the heavy and the light clouds, there formed a stark dividing line, like an invisible barrier, partitioning the two sides of the sea into different worlds.

He Ao withdrew his gaze, looking ahead; at the end of his vision stretched a towering, unbroken line of white coastline.

The coastline was so near him, at most two kilometers away. Yet before crossing that boundary, there were only endless waves in his sight, and no sign of land at all.

The piercing cold wind brushed He Ao’s cheeks, making his body shiver unconsciously.

This place seemed to be the ’safe waters’ Yiluo had once heard his parents mention, which approximately covered a two-kilometer area along the coastline.

Of course, this area separated from the outer Storm Sea and close to the land was not entirely safe; it was just relatively safer compared to the Storm Sea.

At this moment, the monsters from the Storm Sea no longer pursued He Ao’s lifeboat, but instead, there were creatures more akin to ’fish’ circling around.

These monsters didn’t possess the insanity of the beasts from the Storm Sea, and their power was much weaker, but they were also more ignorant.

As He Ao’s lifeboat had paddled forward less than three to four hundred meters, some small-sized ’fish’ with sharp teeth began trying to attack the bottom of the lifeboat.

However, these lifeboats were originally designed with defenses against these small fish of the safe waters in mind; the underside was made of sturdy alloy, capable of withstanding frequent minor attacks.

Under the attacks of these small fish, He Ao paddled the lifeboat, inching closer and closer to the coastline.

And as time went on, some ’big fish’ were also attracted by the scent of blood. Most of them were afraid of the Qi emanating from He Ao’s body and didn’t dare to attack.

But still, a few lingered nearby, eager to try.

Finally, when He Ao was only a hundred meters away from the shore, a gigantic shark-like monster, about ten meters long, couldn’t resist and opened its huge jaw, biting towards He Ao’s lifeboat.

Its intention wasn’t to bite He Ao directly to death, but to shatter the boat and make He Ao sink into the sea.

Once He Ao sank into the sea, all the surrounding monsters would not hesitate and swarm him.

Then He Ao watched the charging ’shark’, raising the coffin plank that served as an oar in his hands.

Bang——

The upper half of the shark was smashed instantaneously, with its blood and flesh spattering like pouring rain, while its lower half was thrown out by the terrifying force, splashing into the sea surface.

Countless small fish joyously swarmed it, swallowing its blood and flesh, thanking nature for its Grace.

And with the shark’s blood and flesh drawing the school of fish away, He Ao rapidly paddled the lifeboat, rushing onto a beach.

This lifeboat had sailed all the way out of the Storm Sea, nearly grazed by so many terrifying monsters, and then attacked by those small fish; the boat’s bottom had actually begun to leak.

If it hadn’t been for that big shark sacrificing itself to draw away the fish, the boat might have really sunk.

But that strike had left He Ao, already weary and struggling, even more exhausted. He climbed out of the lifeboat with difficulty, stepping into the thick snow.

It was now the dead of winter, and it seemed to be snowing, with the pure white snow covering the entire ground.

With the biting cold wind blowing over his body, he felt the pain lessen slightly, as if his ’ascension’ was nearing its end, but the whispers in his mind didn’t show the slightest sign of abating.

And as the pain eased, an even more intense tiredness swept over him.

Dragging the ’coffin plank’ through the snow, he walked forward step by step.

This place seemed to be a wilderness, with no man-made structures visible to the horizon, and in the distant sky, some clouds stirred, as if some sort of flying vessel was passing through.

He Ao climbed a small hill, stood under the gray sky, and looked up ahead.

At the end of the snow and clouds, a majestic city stood quietly.

That was Wint City.

He Ao glanced back at the vast expanse of the sea, stood the metal plank up, rested it against his side, and looked at the vague bloodstains on its surface.

He slowly opened his mouth, his voice hoarse and youthful, as if speaking to himself, and seemingly to the blurred spirits under the snowy night,

"I’ve come back."

The cold wind brushed the young cheeks, with the sudden howling sound growing from a distance.