Life Game In Other World
Chapter 88: You Betrayed Materialism (Please Favorite, Follow, and Vote for the Monthly Ticket)

Chapter 88: Chapter 88: You Betrayed Materialism (Please Favorite, Follow, and Vote for the Monthly Ticket)

The gaps between the metal beams of this gigantic cage were around 75 centimeters, with diagonal beams connecting two beams to divide the cage into stable triangles.

For an enormous beast that was over ten meters long, this was a secure cage, but for someone like He Ao, with a shoulder width of over forty centimeters, it was easy to slip through by accident.

He adjusted his posture in mid-air, stepping on two adjacent metal beams without falling into the cage.

Meanwhile, Najia descended from above, landing in front of He Ao. Without any hesitation, he raised his hand and fired a laser cannon at He Ao.

He Ao had anticipated the move and dodged it in time.

The giant steel cables that were hanging the cage kept lowering. The precise equipment in the laboratory didn’t seem to be the only control hub of the system, which might also be why Najia could destroy those instruments without any regrets.

He Ao glanced at the exotic beast still sleeping below in the cage and felt a twisting consciousness interfering with his will, but this level of contamination was weak compared to the contamination from the God of Knowledge; He Ao could almost completely ignore it.

Longsword in hand, he charged at Najia.

At this point, Najia was clearly getting impatient; his punches and weapon handling were starting to get sloppy.

Taking advantage of his confusion, He Ao stabbed directly into the wound at Najia’s waist that he had sliced open moments before.

Twisted lightning burst forth once more, and Najia contorted his body powerfully, flinging He Ao, who was still holding the sword, away.

"Why, why don’t you feel it?"

Najia glared at He Ao.

He Ao didn’t speak but once again closed the distance between them.

This contaminated environment was advantageous for him.

As He Ao rushed forward, the descending cage suddenly stopped, and with the sound of huge mechanical structures reversing, the lengthening steel cables began retracting, and the massive cage changed direction, starting to rise slowly.

Above their heads, the giant transparent dome started to slowly open a crack.

He Ao immediately realized that Najia was actually super controlling the system; he himself was a secondary control hub.

As soon as he realized the environment was turning against him, he immediately changed the direction of the cage’s movement, trying to return to the dome above.

Strike at his illness, take his life.

Without any hesitation, He Ao stayed close, entwining himself beside Najia.

The sword techniques of Regit weren’t actually mysterious; they were nothing but basic moves such as thrusting, lifting, chopping, and sweeping. But so-called swordplay comes down to these basic moves.

All martial arts are the techniques of actual combat. Those techniques honed between life and death might not look pretty, but they can kill.

As He Ao wielded his sword, he gradually etched the life-and-death techniques he learned from Regit deep into his memory.

At the same time, he was channeling energy to flow within his body. Although the vicinity of the exotic beast was contaminated, the energy he absorbed through breathing was also stronger.

This energy could no longer restore his physical attributes, but it effectively reduced his body’s exhaustion, lightened fatigue, and prolonged He Ao’s combat time.

After three or four seconds, Najia’s body was already riddled with multiple wounds, and as the fight intensified, his mental state seemed to be deteriorating rapidly.

He Ao actually noticed that when his body and mind were operating at full speed, his resistance to contamination weakened.

"Old classmate, I admit you are worthy of witnessing my ultimate power,"

Najia realized that if things kept dragging on like this, he might not last until he returned above the dome and would die under He Ao’s sword.

He abruptly took a few steps back, and the steel armor in front of him swiftly popped out and joined together, forming a gear that nearly covered his entire chest. As the gear was assembled, a gray light slowly lit up, tracing a huge gear pattern along the gear.

As the pattern formed, Najia shouted,

"I acknowledge the flesh is weak and fading, only the mechanical is eternal!"

He Ao: ?

He Ao could understand that this action was part of a ritual, and obviously, it was a ritual of the Evil God.

But you, a Mechanically Modified Person made of nothing but alloy and machine oil, maybe only your mind is still human, what are you doing performing an Evil God ritual? Shouldn’t you be worshiping science?

He Ao was someone who asked questions when in doubt. He looked at Najia, "You turned yourself into this, you don’t believe in science? Have you betrayed materialism?"

Najia: ?

His thought processes overloaded in a moment, and his powerful computational chip didn’t react right away.

Meanwhile, a vast and profound gaze came from beyond the endless expanse of time and space, and a huge, distorted power transmitted through time and space, turning into a hazy gray light. Najia couldn’t afford to consider He Ao’s question. He rapidly absorbed this gray light, which was the ’Grace’ he could exchange for only after sacrificing many things, a gift that could save his life.

His originally severed circuits began to reconnect in that instant, and his twisted and broken alloy armor slowly fused and repaired itself.

Frankly, He Ao quite envied him from a different perspective.

After all, Najia could engrave an Array connecting to the Evil God on his body, carrying it with him, but He Ao couldn’t. The God of Knowledge was great, but setting up the communication ritual took too much time; it could only be used as a trap, not as an ace carried on one’s person.

He needed to figure out a way to create a portable communication ritual, so that when others summoned the Evil God, He Ao could also summon the Evil God, but without any need for sacrifice, with a 100% chance of unleashing a power surge. Wouldn’t that be wonderful?

Of course, envy was one thing, but He Ao did not stop the actions in his hands.

He tilted his Longsword, pressing forward once more, taking advantage of the fact that Najia’s wounds had not fully healed, and once again engaged in close combat with Najia,

At this moment, he was actually injured in many places, with two deep, bone-deep wounds on his chest, scorch marks on both shoulders and arms, and slight fractures in the ribs and leg bones.

His limp leg was also impacting his agility.

Although he sporadically turned his Super Memory on and off to extend the combat time, the cumulative time had exceeded 30 seconds, and his soul showed signs of significant weakness.

He wasn’t sure he could defeat the recuperated Najia.

The sword light and the metal body collided once again, and He Ao was sent flying once more.

"Old classmate, I had someone dig a pit in the wilderness, just big enough to fit you."

Najia’s body was mostly recovered by now, and even his armor glinted with a bit of gray glow, stronger than before.

He Ao, floating in the air, glanced at him and then fell through a hole in the Cage.

Descending towards the huge exotic beast Lizard below.