Life Game In Other World
Chapter 96: He who gazes into the Abyss is also gazed into by the Abyss. (Third update/Please favorite, follow, and vote for the monthly ticket)

Chapter 96: Chapter 96: He who gazes into the Abyss is also gazed into by the Abyss. (Third update/Please favorite, follow, and vote for the monthly ticket)

"Let me show you another magic trick."

The Magician removed his top hat, and an endless stream of white doves flew in from the sky, pouring into his hat.

"Amazing, isn’t it? Spectacular, right?"

The Magician, with eyes full of dense, crazy bloodshot veins, looked at He Ao like a starved and mad beast, yet trying hard to suppress its primal instincts.

He Ao’s face was expressionless.

"Why are you without expression?! Why aren’t you shocked?! Is my magic not spectacular enough? Don’t I look like a magician?!"

The Magician lifted his top hat high, and white doves, endless as before, flew out from the hat.

Behind him, the small mountain of flesh and blood remnants also turned into pure white doves, madly sweeping out.

The doves surrounded him, enveloping him within.

Then the doves flew into the air, and on the ground, there was no longer any sign of the Magician.

The white doves in the sky landed to the left of He Ao, and the Magician’s handsome face slowly emerged from within the doves. His cheeks twisted as he looked at He Ao, "Is my magic spectacular?"

Without waiting for He Ao’s response, he transformed into the flock of doves again, landing to the right of He Ao, and crazily laughed, "Can you become a part of me?"

He Ao frowned and suddenly jumped back while holding the rebar.

The next second, the flock of doves engulfed the spot where he had been standing, pecking the sturdy floor into a hollow, revealing the steel framework inside.

"Become a part of me, let us together become the greatest magic trick in the world!"

The Magician’s roar came from the flock of doves, the white doves surged together like a long snake rushing towards He Ao.

He Ao glanced at the rusty steel plates on the ground, then leaped to the side, landing in front of the steel plates.

The flock of doves followed closely.

He Ao picked up the steel plate, holding it in front of him.

Super Memory, burst!

In an instant, his physical qualities were boosted to 149.

The massive steel plate collided with the incoming flock of doves, and in that instant, countless pieces of flesh and blood splattered everywhere.

The entire flock of doves stalled briefly, then a gaunt figure was smacked out of the doves, the next second the doves surged up, wrapping around the slender figure, hovering mid-air, forming a huge face.

He Ao also dropped the iron plate he was holding, silently watching this face.

"Why? Don’t you want to become part of a great magic trick with me?"

The face roared and charged at He Ao once more.

He Ao picked up the rebar he just dropped, leaping backwards.

The rebar scraped the ground, creating whistling sounds.

He Ao dodged the attacks three more times, and gradually a combat model of the whole flock was formed in his mind.

Then, he gripped the rebar in a backhanded grip and suddenly leaped high.

The next second, the doves charged towards where he had been standing.

Hanging in the air, he fiercely threw the rebar in his hands.

The rusty rebar, like thunder falling from Heaven, pierced through doves in flight, impaling the dense flock.

Pff—

That was the sound of steel entering flesh.

Boom—

This was the sound of steel rebar being nailed into the ground.

The whole world seemed to fall silent at that moment, as the pure white doves, bereft of their perches, gradually fell from the sky, turning into pieces of shredded flesh and blood.

He Ao shut off his Super Memory and landed on the ground from the air, lowering his center of gravity to ease the impact, then slowly stood up.

Step by step, he walked towards the center of the shattered flesh, to the Magician who had been pierced through the chest by the rebar and nailed to the ground.

His once immaculate tailcoat had been torn during the battle to reveal a skeletal frame beneath that was nothing but hollow.

He Ao glanced at the surrounding doves that were still falling, among these flesh-made birds were also the flesh and blood of the Magician himself.

"Do I really not... resemble a Magician?"

The Magician’s handsome face gradually withered and turned into an ugly skull as he struggled to raise his hand, reaching out towards He Ao.

"You do,"

He Ao gave him a glance and said calmly.

The ugly skull of the Magician cracked a smile and fell backwards.

The last dove in the sky descended.

The clear moonlight spilled from the night sky onto the dilapidated ruins.

Everything returned to tranquility once more.

The surging, mad Qi slowly retracted and converged into the Magician’s Top Hat.

The hat fell off the Magician’s skull and rolled to He Ao’s feet.

He Ao bent down and picked up the hat.

The twisted madness tried to erode him, but it vanished as if sinking into the sea, without a response.

He Ao’s mental resistance was still somewhat strong.

If this were a game, He Ao should have received a prompt now, "Congratulations, you have acquired the Prop: Magician’s Top Hat."

But in reality, there was no such prompt.

However, the hat itself carried some information, and when He Ao picked it up, it immediately transferred into his mind; coupled with his own monitoring of the attribute panel, he roughly grasped the situation with the hat.

The hat had two abilities:

The first, wearing it would increase a certain amount of dexterity, which, reflected in physical qualities, meant an increase of ten points in physique. However, these ten points were purely dexterity, unlike the comprehensive improvements from Martial Arts and Super Memory.

The second, if a certain amount of flesh and blood were put into it, the hat would generate doves on its own. These doves could be controlled by the master. The better quality of the flesh and blood, the stronger the generated doves. The closer the relationship of the flesh and blood to the user, the easier the doves are to control; the user’s own flesh and blood is the best.

Beyond this, the hat required a certain amount of flesh and blood as nourishment every day. Before use, it needed to be fed flesh and blood, and if not fed, it would devour the flesh and blood of the user.

"Young man, you’re quite formidable,"

At this moment, a genteel man in his thirties walked step by step up the stairs to the third floor. He glanced at He Ao and then at the corpse of the Magician on the ground. "You rushed into such a dangerous environment?"

"Danger and opportunity always coexist."

He Ao looked back at the middle-aged man. Although he didn’t feel any hostility from the man, he remained vigilant.

And he always felt that the man’s voice was somewhat familiar.

Then he remembered, wasn’t this the person who took up the stall in the market’s toilet?

He looked toward the middle-aged man, pointing to the Magician on the ground, "Do you know anything about this guy’s background?"

The man’s timely appearance both at the market and here seemed to suggest that he had the same goal as He Ao.

"A little," the middle-aged man nodded, "His Talent was Magic Apprentice, but his self-awareness was skewed; he always believed he was a Magician, which ultimately led his twisted perceptions into madness."

He paused, "Such is the fate of a Transcendent, those who stare into the Abyss are also stared at by the Abyss."