Life Copy Game

Chapter 1060 God gave me a new life (please vote for the super large chapter)

"Is that... a coincidence?"

Scattered raindrops sprinkled on the corridor through the gap, and the man with shaggy hair squatted down again. He leaned on the railing, as if he was asking He Ao, or talking to himself.

"Do you think that if a coincidence hits you once, it will be shattered twice?"

The grumpy man couldn't help but say.

His voice was still thick and loud, but perhaps because the man with the hair had just pleaded for him, it was not as sharp as before.

He smacked his lips and glanced at the iron block on the ground, "If you ask me, this is divine punishment! These disgusting evil believers finally offended the gods and suffered the retribution they deserved!"

The man with the shaggy hair opened his mouth, as if he wanted to refute subconsciously, but in the end he did not speak out. His ideas seemed to be greatly impacted. He lowered his head and muttered to himself, "So they didn't get 'K' ''s favor..."

"That's 'K', yes,"

The bearded old man on the side said hoarsely. He raised his hand and made famous gestures in the air, "I will never forget that ray of light, that dazzling and holy light, in my life."

He lowered his head and glanced at the metal on the ground. "Although that greedy beast can also attract a similar brilliance, it is far less holy and pure than the brilliance just now. It is definitely 'K'."

He raised his head and looked at the huge hole above his head, with some kind of piety flashing in his cloudy eyes, "The gods are watching us."

"But that light,"

The grumpy man thought at this time, "It seems not as powerful as the brilliance that penetrated the bloody sun in his memory."

"And this is where the mercy of the gods lies! You idiot!"

The old man turned his head and stared at the grumpy man.

"Think about it, if that light that penetrates the bloody sun comes down, not only us, but this building and this city will be destroyed in an instant!

"Only punishing that filthy beast without angering ordinary people like us, this is the true benevolent 'righteous god', and,"

The old man seemed to have recalled something, and said hoarsely, "I saw the fear that that beast had before he died. He must have seen something terrible. Maybe it was the miserable people who took their lives from him in the presence of gods. Guided down to seek revenge on him.”

"Seems to be."

Hearing his words, the distracted man with long hair subconsciously raised his head and glanced at the big hole above his head, "He is very scared."

Then he lowered his head and murmured to himself, "That should be his retribution, he should disappear in fear."

The people in the cubicles around them were listening to the discussion quietly. Many of them raised their heads and looked at the hollow above their heads, with a little light shining in their numb eyes.

And He Ao was also among those listening, but his eyes stayed on the position where the man with the sword had just stood.

What the man with the sword saw in the end was not actually the real thing, but an 'experiment' on his super-memory ability.

After being promoted to B-level super memory, he has the ability to influence the emotions of others to a certain extent. As He Ao's mastery of B-level super memory deepens, this ability is also rapidly improving.

He had previously used this ability to slightly arouse the thoughts of the 'fighter' An Ming, but due to the nature of the experiment and the protection of An Ming, he did not use too much power.

So this time he found the man with the sword and tried it. He used the power of super memory to stimulate the fear of the man with the sword and let the man with the sword see what he was most afraid of deep in his heart.

However, because this thing essentially stems from the target's own fear, when the man with the sword was covered by the radiance of the 'gift' and he felt that he would not be hurt, the phantoms did not move any further.

Until He Ao directly used the light of the sky to seriously injure the man holding the sword, his mental state completely collapsed, and fear also covered his soul.

In general, the experimental effect is not bad, and it is not bad as an auxiliary means.

While He Ao was listening and thinking, he heard the old man scolding a fool, and the grumpy man beside him subconsciously wanted to refute.

But he thought for a moment, and it seemed that what the old man said was indeed right. He was a little stupid. In the end, he could only smash the railing manically, "What the hell, we have to find a way to escape."

His words awakened the old man who was still immersed in the greatness of the gods. He hesitated and asked in a low voice, "How is that little guy?"

"I'm afraid it's not going to be good,"

When some absent-minded men with blond hair heard this, they were silent for a moment and then spoke hoarsely, "He is different from us. He should be involved in some secrets. None of the people I have seen who were taken out for interrogation have ever come back. "

His voice paused and he said slowly, "To be precise, no one I saw who was taken out of the cubicle, whether it was for interrogation or for any other reason, could never come back."

The originally noisy cubicle became quiet again.

Everyone looked at each other, speechless for a moment.

The little warmth flowing in the air gradually cooled under the cold darkness.

He Ao raised his head and looked above his head.

At this moment, the boy was actually in a room above them.

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"Boy, this is the interrogation room."

The skinny man led the boy into a dark room.

Dim yellow lights shone from top to bottom on the blood-stained metal objects hanging in the room.

"don’t worry,"

The short, fat man reached out and closed the door. He looked at the hesitant young man and pointed to the iron chair in the middle of the room. "Sit down."

boom--

Roaring thunder exploded outside the window, and the howling wind rattled the leaky windows with heavy rain.

Bang bang bang——

Even the sharp blades and utensils hanging next to the seat swayed slightly in the wind that squeezed into the room.

They collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

The young man's body trembled. He turned his head and looked at the two people who blocked his retreat. He hesitated for a moment and finally sat on the iron chair stained with some bright red spots.

A slightly strong smell of blood spread between the boy's nostrils. This smell of blood was present when he entered the door, but it was the strongest around the chair.

The young man forcibly controlled his state and tried not to retching.

"Little guy, don't worry,"

The skinny man lowered his head, stood under the dim light, and stared at the young man, "Both of us are kinder. If you explain properly, we will not use torture."

The young man raised his head and glanced at the equipment around him, tensed his body, remained silent for a moment, and asked in a low voice, "What do you want to ask?"

"Very simple,"

The thin man smiled and said, "You clearly found the person we wanted to arrest. You just need to tell us where you got the information."

"Guess,"

The young man lowered his head and said quickly, "I have been looking for you for a long time and collected a lot of information. I guessed it many times, but I guessed it right this time."

"Oh? What a coincidence?"

The corners of the skinny man's mouth raised. He raised his hand and pressed a button next to him. "It seems you don't want to say anything."

Click——

Several metal fasteners popped out of the chair and fixed the boy's elbows, wrists, ankles, thighs and chest.

The young man raised his head and glanced at the two people in front of him without speaking.

"Boy,"

The short, fat man on the side laughed hoarsely and said, "This is our special interrogation chair. Each side of this chair is buried with dozens of spikes."

He raised his hand and touched a button on the side, "As long as I press this button, a total of hundreds of spikes will slowly rise from the chair, piercing your skin bit by bit, piercing your body." Flesh and guts, don’t worry, you won’t die that easily, these pains will always be with you until you beg us to kill you.”

He paused slightly and looked at the young man with a smile, "Why, is there anything you want to say?"

"I've already said it, I guessed it, I just have such a talent,"

The young man raised his head, looked at the two people in front of him, and twisted his butt slightly, "If you don't believe it, forget it. If you want to kill, just do it."

"What a stubborn little guy,"

The thin man smiled, then looked at the boy, "Do you feel the heat on your butt? This chair is electrically heated. You can think of it like a soldering iron. It will burn your skin bit by bit. , your flesh and blood makes you become an 'acquaintance' little by little."

The boy tried to lift his butt slightly, but his legs were tightly held by the metal buckles and he could not move.

But he still gritted his teeth, lowered his head and remained silent.

"Okay, boy, sit on this chair. There are very few people who haven't been recruited yet."

The short, fat man shook his head and reached out to press the button in front of him.

squeak——

Accompanied by the sound of some mechanical operation, some spikes slowly stretched out from the seat, backrest and armrests of the chair, piercing the skin of the young man who was immobilized.

The dense pain spread into the young man's mind.

boom--

Thunder and lightning streaked across the rain.

In the raging rain curtain, an invisible sword blade slowly emerged outside the window.

The three people in the room did not notice these slight changes.

The skinny man looked at the boy whose face was already red, and pressed the button to pause, "Boy, those spikes are about to pierce your body. If you do it now, I can give you a good time."

The young man stared at him and gritted his teeth, but remained silent.

"Let's see how stubborn you can be."

The skinny man's face darkened and he pressed the button.

Those sharp needles continue upward.

At this time, the short and fat man came closer and asked in a low voice that only two people could hear, "Brother, is this kid really lucky? At this age, he should have been scared out of his wits by us."

"uncertain,"

The skinny man looked at the boy who was clenching his teeth and said, "This kid is a tough guy. If he dies without doing anything in the end, then tell the boss the answer of 'good luck'."

"good."

The short, fat man nodded and stared at the boy calmly.

They have done this kind of 'interrogation' many times and are very familiar with it.

At this moment, outside the window, the invisible sword of shadow slowly passed through the gap in the window and entered the room.

However, the moment he entered the room, the movement of the Shadow Sword paused slightly.

It faced the boy, but didn't go any further.

Immediately afterwards, a figure instantly appeared in the majestic rain. He stood in the middle of the rain, but the flowing droplets naturally avoided him.

He raised his head and looked into the window. An orange-gray light flashed in his dark pupils. A virtual huge eye embedded in an inverted triangle was outlined in the darkness behind him.

In his vision, invisible ripples spread in the surrounding space. They were the "lines" that extended from the seemingly endless depths and connected to the boy.

At this moment, these ripples, which were already somewhat strong, began to fluctuate in an extremely violent state.

In the depths of the endless time and space, it seemed that something was "floating up" rapidly.

The whole world was also deconstructed in He Ao's eyes at this moment, turning into the most basic lines.

Some diffuse purple light spread in these lines, and some twisted balls of thread were rapidly emerging from the depths of the lines.

Almost at the moment of surfacing in the surface world, this light merged into the boy's body.

To the naked eye, everything around did not change at all, but in the vision of the Eye of Truth, the whole space was shrouded in a faint purple light.

The light was contacting the boy at a very fast speed, and then it quickly squeezed into the boy's body like air squeezed into a balloon.

"Ah!!!"

The boy, who had been gritting his teeth under the spikes, arched his body at this moment and cried out in pain.

"This kid can't hold on anymore."

The short and fat man laughed, "I thought he was so stubborn."

But the boy couldn't hear the two people talking clearly. The intense pain almost spread to his mind at this moment, and blood naturally flowed from his ears, mouth and eyes.

The purple light was roughly stuffed into his body and forcibly merged with his body.

His skin and flesh were squirming, as if an invisible creature was about to break out of his body.

"No, this kid is not in the right situation,"

The skinny man tensed up in an instant, he stared at the boy, "He is awakening!"

"What?"

The short fat man was stunned, then he looked at the boy, slightly absent-minded, "Awakening is very painful, but there is not such a big noise now."

"He is awakening directly to E-level,"

The skinny man said hoarsely, "This kid is dead. It is easy to go crazy from F-level to E-level. Most of those who awaken directly to E-level either become monsters and go crazy, or form a weird area, which becomes an opportunity for others to be promoted."

He looked at the struggling boy, "From F-level to E-level is a hurdle. How many people died at this hurdle, this kid can get there in one step. He is lucky, just too lucky."

"Ah!!!"

The boy screamed in pain, his hands trembled, and directly pulled open the metal buckles that fixed his hands.

"Brother,"

The short and fat man looked at the skinny man and said quickly, "What should we do now?"

"Watch, if it doesn't work, retreat, and then call for help, don't let him kill all the human sacrifices below, I'm also E-level, don't be afraid,"

The skinny man stared at the boy, "He's going to become a monster."

The surging flesh and blood squirmed under the boy's skin, tearing his body and soul apart, and completely transforming him into a twisted monster.

"There is no protagonist in this world, death is a frequent visitor on the road to transcendence."

The skinny man pulled out a steel dagger from behind, "Except for the legendary gods coming, I'm afraid no one can save him."

Bang——

The boy broke another metal buckle.

At this time, He Ao, who was watching this scene outside the window, also withdrew his gaze from the deep world.

He glanced at the boy struggling on the chair, and the orange-gray light filled his pupils.

Under the gaze of the Eye of Truth, the boy's soul and body were almost blown up by the extraordinary power that came in an instant.

His weak mortal body could not control such a huge force.

After a moment of thinking, He Ao raised his hand.

Deconstruction!

The huge extraordinary force that almost burst his body weakened instantly, turning into some chaotic lines, entwining the boy's body.

Then, the gentle soul power spread out and covered the boy's soul.

The broken soul filled with intense pain seemed to be immersed in warm water at this moment.

The boy's chaotic consciousness that was almost dissipated finally regained a moment of reason.

It was as if some invisible and far-reaching voice echoed in his ears.

Persistence.

He didn't know where the voice came from, but at this moment, he clenched his teeth and held on to his last sanity.

He could feel the intense pain tearing his body and soul, he could feel his flesh and blood squirming uncontrollably, under such a huge impact, he was like a straw floating in the storm, stubbornly and trying to maintain his last complete sanity.

Gradually, he felt the squirming power slowly merge with his body and build a new body.

And at the moment when the new body was formed, another surge of power spread out from the void and continued to merge with his body.

It was as if this power had just been stripped away by some supreme will and stored aside, waiting to be released when his body could bear it.

The squirming flesh under the skin gradually calmed down, the boy's confused eyes regained clarity, and the power covering his soul had faded away without knowing when.

Boom——

Thunder exploded in the rain curtain, as if the hum of some old-fashioned train disappeared in the darkness.

Outside the silent window, there was nothing.

boom--

The boy shattered the last metal buckle, stood up staggeringly, and looked at the skinny man and the short fat man in front of him.

"You, you're not dead?"

The skinny man stared at the boy who staggered to his feet.

"God gave me new life."

The young man shook his head in confusion and looked at the figure in front of him.

The traces of the supreme will left in his soul just now finally converged into a word that was familiar yet unfamiliar to him, 'K'.

This is God's favor.

"The lucky kid who talks shamelessly,"

The thin man held the short knife and took a step forward. "You have two choices. First, join us and work for us. Second, become a transcendent material and stay here forever. Don't think that entering the transcendent is great. In the new world, The door has just opened to you.”

"I don't want to choose."

The young man shook his head slightly.

"court death!"

The skinny man's body instantly shot out and rushed towards the boy.

too slow···

The young man watched the skinny man's movements and was slightly startled. He raised his head and seemed to see the shadow covering the man's back.

He raised his hand, grabbed the knife in the skinny man's hand, and stabbed the skinny man through the neck with his backhand instinct.

Then, he suddenly turned around and looked at the short, fat man coming from behind him. Then he pulled out the thin man's knife, held the thin man's hands together, and pierced the heart of the short, fat man behind him with his backhand knife. .

After the two wide-eyed bodies completely stopped and took deep breaths, he staggered and let go of his hands, staring blankly at his blood-stained palms.

But soon, he realized something, turned his head, looked at the rain curtain outside the window, looked at the majestic and distant sky, and bowed devoutly.

Then he opened the small door and rushed out of the room in an instant, trying to save people below.

At this moment, there seemed to be some invisible sharp blade passing through the air, and a scratch appeared in front of him, seeming to block his steps.

He was stunned for a moment, and instantly recalled what the big brother from Middle-earth had said to him before.

'leave'

It turns out that those words were meant for him now.

There were people in this area who were stronger than him now. After entering the transcendent, he realized how terrifying the transcendent was. The guy who was killed by God's Punishment in the corridor before could easily be killed.

The young man looked at the scratches on the ground that seemed to be made out of thin air. The 'big brother' didn't look like an ordinary person. There was absolutely no way he could be stopped here. So the big brother must have other plans if he stayed here.

Just listen now.

After being caught and almost dying, he also realized that people really shouldn't be too stubborn sometimes.

After clearing his thoughts, the young man immediately turned around and ran away to the other side.

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