Life Dungeon Game

The boy paused slightly, then looked up at the magnificent city. In his spiritual vision, these outwardly splendid buildings appeared as nothing more than twisted, rotting clumps of flesh, emanating an unsettling aura.

"You have actually lost the ideal of changing everything, and you have also lost the courage to fight against this world. You have long been immersed in the embrace of power and interests, yet you still deceive yourself."

"Even if everyone in the Federation enters the Eternal Kingdom, will they all gain immortality and a future free from hunger? As a creation of the gods, can the Eternal Kingdom truly be controlled by humanity? Do you really trust the Eternal Light?"

"You gave yourself the reason of 'letting them stop being hungry,' but in reality you were condoning the Eternal Tantric movement to the point of killing even more people."

"Under the guise of your grand ideals, it's nothing more than a desire for self-satisfaction."

"You never even bothered to look down at the people struggling to survive in the harbor, to try to understand what they really wanted."

"You sit in the mayor's mansion in the Cloud District, able to control their lives and deaths with a mere wave of your hand."

"But if you really care about these people who are struggling to live, have had even the slightest contact with them, and understand their stories, you can easily guess my arrangements on the stormy sea."

"Unfortunately, you didn't."

A silent, cold wind swept through the street, scattering the boy's voice and ruffling the hair of the old man and the boy.

Captain Nissen, standing behind Heo, watched all of this unfold.

At that moment, he suddenly realized where that intense sense of separation came from.

That is the discrepancy between words and deeds, the bright light shining on rotting flesh, the filth and shadows filling the brilliance.

The old man gazed at the boy before him, his calm face revealing a complex mix of emotions.

Ultimately, this

Those expressions simply morphed into a long sigh.

"Although I hate to admit it, I have to admit you're right, child, you're very smart,"

He paused, his expression gradually turning cold, and slowly said, "So you, this righteous hero with ideals, are going to represent the people of Winter City to punish me, this hypocritical demon king?"

"Ideals, power, interests—you talk about these things, and in the name of 'justice,' you arrogantly decide people's lives and deaths."

He slowly drew the knight's sword from behind him, and the blood-red butterfly on his shoulder slowly opened its wings.

"But I'm just an orphan who came to collect a debt."

In your decision-making process, my parents and siblings might just be useful pawns.

“You may not even have looked closely at their photos, and you may not remember their names clearly, but to me, they are my home, my family, and my everything.”

"A life for a life, a debt for a debt, that's all there is to it."

A cool breeze brushed against the boy's scarf, blew across the wings of the paper butterfly, and ruffled the boy's disheveled hair.

Faint figures overlapped behind the boy: Alice, who had lost everything and become the cornerstone of the inner church; the countless corpses hanging in the sky inside the church; and incomplete phantoms whose bodies were no longer recognizable.

There are no grand ideals in this world, only the humble wishes of ordinary people who want to live a good life.

"It seems there is no room for negotiation between us."

Endil gazed at the boy before him, the golden podium lifting him high. He looked at Heo, raised his hand, and his white robe billowed without wind. The huge oil painting still hung high above his head. His expression was somewhat silent. "To be honest, you remind me of the beginning of us. After you go to hell, Scorn will like you."

"I just came back from hell, right here on this ocean,"

The boy looked at the old man as he raised his knight's sword high. "I can take you down to have a look first."

“Child, you don’t realize what you’re facing,”

Endil shook his head. "Before the Eternal God Kingdom, B-level power is not much different from that of an ant. I admire your courage, and you have indeed caused me a lot of trouble, but it's all over now."

He gently raised his hand, and the entire enormous golden city trembled instantly.

Countless rays of light surged forth between the city streets, and a terrifying aura permeated every corner of the city.

The entire golden city rose up again, emerging completely from the mist.

Flashing golden lightning gathered in the sky above the city, mingling with the lightning that filled the entire storm sea.

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"Villie, look at the sky."

The blonde girl, who was moving quickly forward with the crowd, looked up and followed the direction Lena was pointing.

The blizzard continued to fall from above, but the sky, which was now full of cracks, was no longer clouded.

Golden rays of light tore through the crack, creating an upside-down phantom of a city.

It was a magnificent golden city, with countless terrifying golden lightning bolts flashing within it. A twisted sense of oppression spread down with the blizzard, settling in everyone's heart.

"What is that? The reflection of Winter City."

? ”

Gast also looked up at the golden city overhead.

"That's probably..."

Veri opened her mouth slightly, looking at the city shrouded in golden lightning, and said in a low voice, "Eternal Divine Kingdom."

boom--

With a deafening roar, a thin, golden bolt of lightning descended from the sky and struck a nearby towering, abandoned building.

In the stillness of the swirling snow, a dazzling golden light exploded, instantly engulfing the entire building.

In the blink of an eye, when the light faded, the magnificent building was reduced to empty ruins.

Everyone stared in disbelief, some even trembling as they knelt down and prostrated themselves on the ground.

"The sky is falling! Run!"

Just then, a loud shout rang out from the crowd.

Veri looked up again at the golden city in the sky.

The city, hanging upside down in the sky, was falling rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, with golden lightning covering the entire city, and it was getting closer and closer to the ground.

A terrifying pressure, carrying the aura of death, descended step by step.

······

boom--

With a deafening roar, a bolt of golden lightning as thick as a bucket descended from the sky, carrying an aura of annihilation, and struck straight at the boy standing in the center of the square.

"careful!"

Nissen, who was standing behind the boy, immediately shouted.

At the same time, the blood-red paper butterfly flew towards the boy's head.

But the lightning was so fast that it reached the boy's head before anyone could react.

To Nissen's horror, the golden lightning, upon reaching the boy's body, dissolved into the void around him like snowflakes in flowing water, causing him no harm whatsoever.

"what have you done?"

This time, even the old man in the white robe in the sky showed a look of astonishment.

"you guess?!"

A slight smile appeared on the boy's lips. Nissen behind him vanished in a shadow, and then he instantly rushed out, leaping forward to the old man in the plain robe and slashing at the old man's face.

The old man gently flicked his wrist, and a snow-white ice sword appeared in his hand, blocking He Ao's knight's sword. Then, he used the momentum to leap backward, and countless golden lightning bolts once again struck down at He Ao in the air.

This time, the lightning bolts also merged into the space around He Ao without warning, as if they had never appeared at all.

"Is that Bright?"

The old man stopped in his tracks, looked at the gold brooch hanging on He Ao's scarf, and opened his mouth slightly.

“You don’t believe in the Eternal Light, and the Eternal Light obviously doesn’t trust you either.”

He stood where Endil had just stood, sword held horizontally in front of him, a smile on his face.

Bright, the leader of the old cult, was chosen by the eternal light to succeed Endil as the one who controls the eternal kingdom.

This is what he said before he died, the reason why he was more 'favored'.

However, it is clear that Bright's attempt to directly enter the Eternal Kingdom and seize control of Endil is doomed to failure; he could be killed by the Eternal Kingdom in a single blow.

Therefore, the Eternal Light gave him a 'tool' that would prevent him from being attacked by the Eternal Divine Kingdom.

Although Endir tried his best to prevent the Eternal Kingdom from arising from...

I realized that I was being directly controlled by the Eternal Light, but they still couldn't prevent the Eternal Light from using its own power to create a 'talisman' that could be immune to attacks from the Eternal Divine Kingdom.

And this brooch is the talisman.

He Ao had this guess in his heart, which is why he dared to enter the Eternal God Kingdom. And after he entered the Eternal God Kingdom, the faint sense of 'affinity' from the God Kingdom also proved this point.

Of course, this brooch also has anti-counterfeiting measures, namely, it can only be activated by the power of eternal light, leading people into the eternal divine kingdom.

But this was no problem for Heo; he was used to resisting the contamination of the Eternal Light.

Moreover, Heo felt that the Eternal Light seemed to like him quite a bit. If he killed Endil and was willing to switch allegiance to the Eternal Light and become a believer, he might be able to directly gain control of the Eternal Kingdom.

This guy, Eternal Light, is on the right track; we can develop a friendship in the future.

"Is that so?"

Endil stood up, glanced at the snow-white longsword in his hand, trembled slightly, and looked up at Heo, the oil painting still floating above his head.

He leaped forward and thrust his sword at He Ao.

He Ao met the incoming snow-white longsword with a slight upward flick of the tip of his knight's sword. He focused his divine sense on the sword, which was then reinforced by a magic array before he spun around and slashed downwards.

Endil abruptly sheathed his sword and held it horizontally in front of him.

boom--

With a crisp sound, the snow-white longsword was cleaved in two by the knight's sword.

Endil suddenly pulled back, but was still grazed by the tip of the knight's sword, leaving a bloody mark on his face.

"You lured and killed that former B-rank city garrison officer?"

He Ao twirled his sword, slung it over his shoulder, and gazed at the old man before him.

He had searched for a lot of information about Endil, but he couldn't find any information that he might be a superhuman. However, judging from the battle just now, Endil was indeed a superhuman, and not the kind of superhuman with a gift. He was even different from the superhumans of the Eternal Cult that He had seen before.

He continued, "Did you somehow absorb his talent sequence?"