Life Game In Other World
Chapter 807: The Death of Bright (Double-Length Super - , Seeking Monthly Votes)

Chapter 807: Chapter 807: The Death of Bright (Double-Length Super Chapter, Seeking Monthly Votes)

He Ao leaned against the wall, clutching the knight’s sword in his hand.

He hadn’t actually mastered Bright’s movement technique, his Talent Sequence did not enhance comprehension like that of a Martial Master, nor did he carry any Extraordinary Items that could augment his comprehension.

But he had ample Martial Arts experience and experience in life-and-death struggle.

This enabled him, after using his Divine Sense to clearly understand the operating principles of this movement technique—even without grasping the core rotation method of Bright’s technique—to utilize his own Fist Technique and control over strength to achieve the effects of Bright’s movement technique to some extent.

The gold radiance that permeated the building, now akin to ruins, changed extremely fast, having almost entirely retracted in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, what appeared before He Ao was a tall figure naturally exuding a luminous glow, the previously dense patterns that covered the entire body now seemed to be etched into the flesh itself, with strands of flowing golden brilliance moving within them like wriggling blood vessels.

The fine wrinkles that had covered the cheeks were now entirely smoothed out by some power, with white hair and beard completely turning translucent and spilling over with golden light.

The throat that was pierced by He Ao’s knight’s sword was also rapidly restored by the squirming muscles.

The figure shrouded in golden light lifted its head, gazed at He Ao, its gold-pupiled eyes flickering with twisted anger.

"I would be happy to accept the baptism of the Eternal Radiance,"

He looked at He Ao, slightly raising his hand, with golden radiance gathering in his palm to form a spear, almost tangible. His voice was still hoarse and aged, pervaded with a bone-chilling coldness,

"But not now, boy, you have thoroughly enraged me. I will strip the power of the Secret Watcher from within you, so that you may suffer eternally."

At this moment, within Divine Sense’s field of view, there were a total of five energy convergence points in the elderly man’s body. Although he still maintained a human appearance, he was no longer human.

He Ao watched the elderly man calmly, his bright red bloodstains contrasting sharply with his pale skin. He cracked a smile, staring at the elderly man, and suddenly found it somewhat amusing,

"You’re angry? When you lead others’ lives to ruin, why didn’t you consider that you might suffer the same fate?"

He stood up, gripping the knight’s sword tightly, "At the end of the day, you’re just a greedy and selfish bastard."

"Slick talker."

The elderly man’s expression darkened completely, he lifted the long spear in his hand, the spear twirled gracefully, its golden tip slicing through the air, directly striking towards He Ao.

Boom—

He Ao lifted his knight’s sword, spinning a sword flower in the air, holding it in front of him to block the spear thrust.

At this moment, the advantage of weapon length reversed, with the one wielding the long weapon becoming Bright.

He Ao suddenly lifted his sword, parrying the spear, and then without hesitation, Bright turned around to sweep, aiming at He Ao’s chest.

Boom—

He Ao sidestepped a slash, once again blocking the long spear.

This time Bright did not lift his spear, but stepped forward, stabbing the long spear into the wall behind He Ao, then continuing to sweep the spear towards He Ao in a smooth motion.

The golden spear sliced through the wall as easily as cutting through tofu, swooshing with the wind and sending stone particles flying towards He Ao.

He Ao immediately sidestepped and raised his sword, blocking the spear once again. He then used the momentum to draw the sword blade upward, flicking aside the spear among the flying debris before leaping forward, aiming a slash at Bright’s thigh.

Bright leapt straight up, dodging the strike from He Ao’s Knight’s Sword, and while in mid-air, he brought his spear down in a chopping motion towards He Ao.

He Ao spun to the side, avoiding the blow, and then with a sword thrust, he aimed straight for Bright’s chest.

The flurry of exchanged blows had quickly closed the distance between He Ao and Bright, and at such close range, the length advantage of Bright’s spear was greatly reduced.

Bright immediately stepped back, with a sudden burst of golden light emanating from inside him. He swung his spear like a storm, sweeping it towards He Ao.

He Ao had no choice but to draw his sword back in defense.

Within a very short time, the spear completed a sequence of movements—sweeping left, chopping down, sweeping right—leaving behind trails of illusions in the air, while He Ao’s Knight’s Sword followed these illusions, blocking each attack of the spear.

The sounds of their engagement crackled through the air like firecrackers.

The walls around them cracked with the aftermath of their battle.

Finally, after a burst of aggressive attacks, Bright withdrew and repositioned his spear horizontally at his waist, then suddenly thrust it forward towards He Ao’s front.

The purpose of this spear thrust was to force He Ao back and again create distance between them.

This time, however, He Ao didn’t swing his sword to block; instead, he stretched out his hand, grabbed the oncoming spear fiercely, and then using the momentum, he performed a somersault forward, bringing his sword down on Bright’s shoulder.

"Madman!!!"

Bright had not expected He Ao to fight so recklessly and couldn’t dodge in time; he was struck on the shoulder by the Knight’s Sword.

A faint golden glow flowed over his skin, blocking He Ao’s Knight’s Sword.

He Ao, looking at that indented skin, didn’t hesitate and continued to exert force. Accompanied by a soft ’bang,’ the golden light shattered, and the Knight’s Sword sliced into Bright’s shoulder, with orange-red blood splattering across He Ao’s cheeks.

Indeed, ’Reshaping the Body’ wasn’t without a price. That absolute defensive power was no longer absolute.

This was perhaps the Grace that Bright had received from the Eternal Radiance, providing absolute defense and giving him a chance to reshape his body, but it wouldn’t allow for both at the same time.

"Kid!"

At that moment, Bright had already gripped his spear and with a powerful sweep, struck He Ao’s waist like hitting a pillow, sending He Ao—whose every bit of strength was in his sword—flying away.

The young man’s body shattered one side of the wall and flew out of the high-rise. In the final moment, he managed to hook onto the torn rebar with his sword, desperately hanging on to the edge of the corridor.

Aircrafts from the Dragon Cavalry hovered outside the building, watching He Ao hanging from the wall as a cold wind howled through the darkness, grazing his bloodied and blurred palms.

Bright’s strength was far superior to his, and often He Ao could only rely on his battle technique to forcefully divert the force, distributing it throughout his body.

Bright had also realized this, so he had just adopted a straightforwardly violent approach, trying to wear He Ao down with his absolute advantage in strength.

As the cold wind brushed against He Ao’s cheeks, a dense succession of cracking sounds also emerged from the high-rise building.

And with that blow, it was as if the first domino had been tipped over, the cracks created from the battle between the two fully shattered.

Under the dazzling neon lights, that towering building tilted to one side like a tree chopped in half.

Splinters flew like torrential rain, and those Dragon Cavalry Fighters that originally hovered in mid-air immediately turned and flew to the side.

At this moment, Bright caught up. His shoulder wound had healed. He raised his spear and without hesitation, thrust it toward He Ao.

He Ao glanced at the exterior of the high-rise, then sprung his sword tight, and his entire body shot upward like a streak of light.

"Kid, just give up. You’re very clear about the gap in our strengths. You only hit my neck earlier because I was careless; you won’t have another chance. Surrender now, and I can guarantee you a whole corpse and a proper burial for your family."

Bright glanced at He Ao, swiftly followed the trail of golden spears appearing in mid-air, plunging into the walls to form a golden ’ladder.’

He leaped up, scaling the ladder that kept extending upward.

The surrounding Dragon Cavalry Fighters watched silently as the two rapidly ascended.

"Are these two really human?"

"Can humans really do such things?"

Voices of astonishment echoed in the silent communication channel.

"What’s there to fear? They are but flesh and bones,"

The hoarse voice reverberated in the pitch-black space, "Mecha support is on the way. Our orders are to try to attack, weaken, even kill them; get ready."

Following that hoarse statement, the communication channel fell silent once more.

Beneath the night sky, He Ao, who was swiftly climbing the collapsing high-rise, looked back at the Dragon Cavalry Fighters following his path, as if deep in thought.

Just then, Bright pursued him all the way, the spears behind him shattering and merging into the spear in his hand.

With a mighty leap, he thrust the spear toward He Ao.

At this moment, the two had circled halfway around the building and were standing on the other face of the tilting structure.

He Ao stood on the steel nodes of the building’s framework, then turned around, raising his sword to deflect Bright’s thrust.

The glass facade beneath their feet, a remnant of the initial building, shattered instantly due to the remnants of battle, with the steel exterior rapidly twisting and warping.

Bright’s attacks were still as rapid. He gave He Ao no respite; immediately following the deflection, he spun, wielding the spear in a slashing motion toward He Ao again.

He was well aware that under such a vast disparity in strength, and with He Ao already seriously injured, it would be impossible for He Ao to sustain a high-intensity battle for long.

He Ao, on the tilting building, fought and retreated toward the rooftop, with Bright closely behind.

Their speed was so fast that they appeared like illusions, the vast glass facades shattering easily like thin ice, and the fine glass shards encircled them like dust.

He Ao could distinctly feel the fatigue and damage caused by his violent movements and the dissemination of pressure across his body.

Apart from the severe wound on his chest and the damage caused by his extreme outburst, almost every inch of his muscles bore additional harm.

The fact that he had kept going until now, apart from Alice’s ongoing healing of his body, was due to his sheer willpower.

After being ’injured’ by He Ao repeatedly, Bright had become much more cautious, focusing on maintaining the stability of his attacks.

Apart from the nearly healed wound on his shoulder, Bright had no other injuries, and his strength was almost undiminished, perhaps even stronger after reshaping his body.

The building continued to collapse rapidly. The surrounding area had already been cleared out by the Eternal Secret Teachings, with no bystanders left. Directly beneath the high-rise were Eternal Secret Teachings spies hidden everywhere.

And as the building tilted, He Ao and Bright were about to reach the very top of the structure.

The golden spear descended sharply, and He Ao blocked upward with his sword held before him. The moment He Ao blocked the spear, Bright suddenly drew back, flicking the shaft of the spear, following the motion of He Ao’s upward parry and flipping He Ao’s Knight’s Sword aside.

In that instant, He Ao didn’t hesitate; he immediately rose to his feet and rolled backward with the momentum.

Bright’s spear thrust followed closely; the sharp spearhead sliced through He Ao’s right shoulder, spraying orange-purple glowing blood into the night sky.

He Ao rolled out four or five meters, standing near the top of the building, pressing his hand against his shoulder.

Blood gushed from his shoulder.

The Paper Butterfly on his shoulder unfolded its wings, most of its previously blood-red color now faded to white.

"Kid, you’re well aware your strength is nowhere near mine. To last this long, even to grievously wound me once, is already your limit. You have talent,"

Bright, holding his spear, advanced step by step, "I can leave you a whole corpse, otherwise, as you know, you won’t last three seconds."

He Ao eyed Bright’s body. Just now, he had attacked his shoulder, disrupting one energy convergence point; of the remaining four, three were close together at his chest.

Then He Ao’s gaze moved to the shaft of Bright’s spear.

This golden spear wasn’t like the Nine Rings Great Saber that took time to condense; even though Bright was strong, giving the spear the ability to compete on a B-level weapon’s standard, but at this moment, the shaft was also covered with dense cracks.

However, Radiance continued to spread from Bright’s body, repairing these cracks.

"You wish to shatter my weapon; it seems like wishful thinking,"

Bright, noticing He Ao’s gaze, sneered, "At least before you die, it won’t break."

Without uttering a word, He Ao looked up to the sky.

Beneath the dark night sky, three Hell Apostle Mechs gradually revealed their forms. These Mechs already had their main cannons aimed at the two combatants and had completed energy charging.

Boom——

A luminous radiance burst forth from a distant direction, shooting toward the direction where the two people were.

He Ao had already seen all of this and had already spun and leaped away.

"Mere child’s play," he scoffed.

By this time, Bright had immediately turned and jumped up, looking back at the brilliance behind him.

Streams of searing plasma cannons shone with brilliant light, almost melting everything in front of Bright.

Bright quickly backflipped, dodging three plasma cannon strikes. At the same time, he gently raised his hand, and countless streams of golden light instantly pierced from the air, like brilliant streaks of light stabbing toward the three distant mechas.

These three mechas were pierced by the golden light before they could even react, turning into blossoming flames in the sky.

Simultaneously, Bright looked around at the Dragon Cavalry Fighters.

A barrage of cannon shells fired from the Dragon Cavalry’s muzzles, raining down like a torrential downpour.

But at the same time, even more golden spears formed in the sky, becoming flowing brilliance that collided with the cannon shells and Dragon Cavalry Fighters in the air.

Accompanied by the roaring sound of explosions and fireworks-like flames that filled the entire sky.

Bright turned his head to look in He Ao’s direction, flinging his spear, "You think you can hinder me with these scraps of metal? You’re far too deluded."

In that instant, He Ao’s figure had already become an illusion as he charged toward Bright.

A faint golden stream of light was thrown from his hand, smashing toward Bright.

What was that thing?

Bright instinctively lifted his spear to strike the stream of light.

Simultaneously, He Ao’s Knight’s Sword also struck the same stream of light.

One

He Ao silently chanted to himself.

Under the simultaneous attack of two powerful B-level beings, the stream of light shattered with a crash.

At this moment, Bright saw clearly what that thing was — a disk with a pointer, covered with fine patterns.

This was the disk he had given to Lena, a disk that could withstand B-level attacks. He Ao alone might not have been able to destroy it, but together with two people, that was not necessarily the case.

"Last night..."

At that instant, Bright suddenly realized something and abruptly pulled back.

As Bright’s voice trailed off, the twisted corruption sealed within the disk burst out, simultaneously affecting both of them in that split second.

Faced with this corruption from the Eternal Radiance, He Ao’s reaction was faster than Bright’s. Almost without any pause, he woke up and thrust his sword toward Bright’s chest.

In that very instant, Bright came to as well, without hesitation, he plunged his spear into the building’s supporting column in front of him, forcefully prying up countless splinters of stone.

Had he not reacted promptly and pulled back, He Ao would have already pierced through his chest.

At this moment, He Ao instead was temporarily blinded by the stones Bright had pried up.

With the spear at the ready, a simple forward thrust could now pierce He Ao’s chest.

This one strike, and the boy would be done for if not dead.

But somehow, an alarm bell went off in his mind, his battle intuition told him he should immediately withdraw.

Opportunity knocks but once. In that split-second decision, he made his choice.

He thrust the spear in his hands.

Thump—

The sharp spear easily pierced through He Ao’s right chest. In that moment, He Ao’s empty hand opened, revealing a Sun Crown with a golden glow in his palm.

Corona of Radiance!

In this instant, numerous thoughts connected in Bright’s mind into a single thread.

The Corona of Radiance required the Grace of Eternal Radiance for energy.

As a contingency for retrieving the Corona of Radiance, a portion of the Grace of Eternal Radiance was sealed within the destroyed disk, sufficient for one use. In case of emergencies, once this Grace dissipated, it would automatically recharge the Corona of Radiance.

At the moment the young man received the Corona of Radiance, it likely had already been drained of power. Without access to more Grace of Eternal Radiance, he must have found a way to shatter the disk, activating the hidden Grace within.

Bright did not know how He Ao knew about the Grace sealed in the disk, but watching the Corona of Radiance in He Ao’s hand, he sneered, "Fool, only a believer of Eternal Radiance can use the Corona of Radiance."

At the same time, he forcefully tried to withdraw the spear but found He Ao’s other hand wrapped around the shaft, firmly holding the spear in place.

He looked up, meeting the boy’s cold and deep pupils.

The flames in the sky burned fiercely against the backdrop of the night, reflecting off his pale skin. Blood flowed down the golden spear, and step by step, he moved forward, like an evil spirit returning from the netherworld.

He opened his mouth, blood spilling out as he spoke in a desperate, hoarse voice, "Atmolaya!"

From the endless depths of time and space, a gaze vast and immeasurable focused upon them, while a twisted and chaotic hymn played in Bright’s terrified gaze.

Two

He Ao silently chanted within his heart.

In that very instant, dazzling light burst from the Corona of Radiance in his hand, like the glorious rays under the intense sun, piercing through the entire sky, illuminating the entire night, and also penetrating Bright’s body.

The orange triangular radiance lit up within this grand sunlight, and all the twisted patterns around vibrated violently at this moment.

The pure white sword light also spun through the night sky at the same time.

This dazzling light lasted for a very short time, almost in the blink of an eye, the radiance on the Corona of Radiance quickly dimmed.

"Ha ha ha, fools,"

When the world turned pitch black again, the old man’s hoarse voice rang out under the silent night sky, "The power of the ’Corona of Radiance’ can also be weakened!"

At this moment, there was a large hole in his chest, vaguely revealing the writhing flesh and blood inside.

"Ha ha ha!!! Fools!!"

He laughed loudly, suddenly pulling back his spear, "In the end, I won!"

This child was no longer able to withstand another attack; with just a light touch, he could be squashed like an ant.

At the moment, with the spear inside He Ao’s body, controlling the spear meant controlling He Ao’s movements.

However, in the next instant, his smile abruptly stopped, stiffening on his cheeks.

The sharp pure white Knight’s Sword pierced his lower jaw from below, exiting through the back of his head, piercing the last energy convergence point in his brain.

Three

He Ao muttered silently in his heart,

"How could this... How could this..."

Bright lifted the ’spear’ in his hand, staring at the broken half-spear in disbelief.

He Ao slowly reached out and took hold of the other half of the spear that was inserted into his body, then with a sudden forceful pull, he violently yanked it out.

Blood spattered and filled the night sky.

His body naturally leaned forward, falling onto the rapidly collapsing wall beneath his feet.

Bright was right; he could only last three seconds.

Boom—

With a loud noise, the broken building smashed into the ground.

Endless dust and smoke lifted a fog, and the cracks that formed on the building during their fight rapidly tore open, the entire building’s value starting to quickly crumble.

As the building trembled violently, Bright’s body fell backward, his eyes wide as he stared at the night sky, murmuring to himself, "How could this... I was supposed to be the favored one... I was supposed to..."

His voice grew weaker and weaker until it disappeared altogether.

He Ao, holding the half-spear he had pulled out, pushed himself to stand.

This golden spear was already on the brink of its limit, merely maintained by Bright’s continuous input of power. In the moment of the Corona of Radiance’s attack, all of Bright’s attention had been on weakening the Corona, allowing He Ao the chance to break the spear.

As He Ao stood up, the cracks spread across the already fractured spear, which was about to shatter completely.

He Ao pulled out the Knight’s Sword, then used the two broken pieces of spear to block Bright’s body, preventing it from sliding with the crumbling exterior of the building.

Then he twisted to look at Bright’s cheek.

Bright’s eyes were still open, full of incredulity, his right one already dimmed, but the left eye was still emitting a dazzling brilliance.

His body was rapidly decaying; this was the Eternal Radiance taking back Its Grace.

He Ao reached out to his right eye, then plucked out the left one.

This eyeball radiated an orange glow throughout, and in the instant it left Bright’s body, it shed its flesh-like appearance, becoming a pure, translucent spherical crystal.

But within this crystal seemed to twist and writhe like flesh.

In front of the eye, there was the mark of the Eye of Truth with an inverted triangle embedding a tightly closed eye.

Now, He Ao also knew the name of this eye, ’Eye of Annihilation.’

After securing the eye, He Ao quickly searched Bright’s body.

Soon, he found a hard phalange fossil in Bright’s pocket; a golden brooch forged of gold, with its edges inlaid with various colored gems, like emitting radiance.

After taking these things, He Ao stood up, taking one last look at Bright’s disappearing body.

Corona of Radiance, Eye of Annihilation, all the good things from the Eternal Ancient Teachings seemed to have been looted by him, with even the Eternal Radiance eagerly lending a hand.

Although Bright, this leader of the Ancient Teachings, seemed stingy, the Eternal Radiance was quite generous.

The near-wholly-white Paper Butterfly fluttered its wings, transferring the last bit of strength into He Ao’s body, helping him seal the still-bleeding wounds.

At the same time, from a distance came a roaring engine sound; He Ao looked up to see two Hell Apostle Mechs speeding toward him, raising their main guns aimed at him.

The surrounding Dragon Cavalry Fighters and Mecha had just been completely cleared by Bright, these two Mechs must have just arrived.

He Ao glanced at the two Mechs, sheathed his Knight’s Sword, pulled out the two sections of spear stuck in the wall, and hurled them fiercely.

Two golden streaks crossed the sky, instantly piercing the cockpits and power cells of the two Mechs.

Boom boom—

With two bursts of flames exploding, He Ao leapt up and rushed into the darkness, heading towards a certain direction in the night.

A good while after his departure, White Robe Priests tremblingly emerged from the surrounding buildings; they looked at the hundred-meter-long building covered with cracks laying in ruin before them and were silent for a long time.