Life Copy Game

Where the monster rushed out, the street lights had long been broken, and there were no other light sources around. Instead, it looked even darker under the distant light.

Howe led Yorn across the road and into the deeper alleyways between the buildings.

This alleyway cut off all light, as if falling into the depths of hell.

After just ten steps into the alleyway, there was a faint smell of blood mixed with rancidity.

Yon followed He Ao, and the strong smell made him feel a little uncomfortable, but after experiencing the rancid smell that filled the air after the death of the monster just now, he felt that this was not unacceptable.

The ground beneath my feet seemed a little sticky, and the smell of blood was getting stronger.

"Hiss-"

A shadow on all fours suddenly burst out of the darkness.

"ah!"

Jon shuddered and looked at He Ao in front of him. He tried his best to restrain his urge to run away.

He Ao didn't pay attention to Yoen's movements behind him. With a flash of his sword, the rushing black figure was split into two, and blood spattered on the side of his face.

A ray of red light overflowed from the body of the monster in the shadow and disappeared into He Ao's swords.

The black substance in this monster's body is not stored in an object, but is directly integrated into their blood, making their body a carrier.

Those who spread pollution behind the scenes prefer to mix these black substances related to gods into certain items, and then find people with high inspiration to entrust such items, rather than directly and roughly mixing them into people's blood.

These monsters in the shadows are probably not the work of the people behind the scenes. They may be the 'minions' created by the monster that was just killed by He Ao.

He Ao continued to move forward and met several more 'minions', who were killed by him with one sword.

After the death of these minions, their bodies quickly decayed and lost their vitality.

He Ao has been thinking about where the power of these monsters polluted by the dead 'god' comes from.

The extraordinary system of this world follows a certain law of conservation.

Martial arts requires absorbing extraordinary power from nature and then transforming it into its own extraordinary power.

The talent sequence requires 'stealing' power from other extraordinary beings.

There are two ways to obtain the main materials needed to prepare the secret medicine. The first is to hunt strange beasts and obtain the extraordinary materials in their bodies. The second is to kill people with corresponding talent sequences and wait for their talent sequences to come naturally. Precipitate.

Ultimately, it means killing other beings and taking their extraordinary power as your own.

This method of obtaining extraordinary power means that there is most likely a fixed number of talent sequences in the copy world, and now all talent sequences have been allocated.

Only when one person dies can the other person have a chance to step up and gain his power.

Therefore, the acquisition of extraordinary power in this world has a certain kind of conservation. It is either like martial arts, converting the power of nature into your own power, or like the talent sequence, taking away the power of others.

However, martial arts practice requires a lot of time, and these monsters obviously cannot capture so many talent sequences.

Combined with the special status of these monsters, He Ao felt that their power may come from another special method, 'gift'.

A gift from God.

Obtain ‘gifts’ by sacrificing souls and lives.

In fact, most cultists do the same thing;

It’s just that in order to obtain the ‘gifts’, they need to communicate with the gods through rituals.

Ike, the 'doctor' of the Goddess of Life Church, once told Wei An.

In a mystical sense, rituals are actually ‘bridges’ that connect unknown existences or cross special conditions.

And these monsters have something related to the dead god in their bodies, and they are born with a 'bridge' to communicate with that god.

They may even be extensions of the gods themselves.

Everything about them, their souls and even their flesh and blood, belongs to the gods, so when they die, their bodies will decay quickly because the gods have taken away their flesh and blood.

During the battle, He Ao briefly turned on his super memory and took a look. The shadows of the souls of these 'minions' had almost dissipated. Their souls had long been taken away by the gods, leaving only some crazy consciousness to support their actions.

And the lives they hunted became 'sacrifice' dedicated to the gods. They were moving altars.

As a 'gift', the gods gave them part of their power so that they could perform better sacrifices.

In fact, in a sense, these monsters and minions constitute a cult, a sect that believes in dead gods.

The god seemed to be dead, but it didn't seem to be completely dead.

The remaining consciousness of K is still trying to drive, create minions, plunder power, and try to return from eternal sleep.

This seems to be one of the reasons for what the system calls the ‘frequent death cases in Rock City’.

But this may not be the whole truth.

Because several of Nell's brothers and sisters obviously did not die because of these monsters.

The person behind everything may not be a devout believer who wants to resurrect the gods.

He Ao had a hunch that the source of all this darkness might not be dominated by evil gods.

The human heart is sometimes more terrifying than evil gods.

"Brother, are we still going in?"

Jon followed He Ao tremblingly.

At first, he was so scared that he couldn't walk, but he didn't expect that He Ao would kill a little monster with his sword. He suddenly felt like he was able to do it again, although he was still a little scared.

"It should be the end."

He Ao cut off the last minion with a sword, and a faint red light penetrated the sword body. At this moment, the two swords were no longer as ordinary as before. A faint red light with a fierce aura wrapped around the sword body, making it look sharp. pressing.

By this time they had reached the end of the alley, uu reading a book

There seemed to be a few shadows huddled in the corner.

He Ao turned on the flashlight on his bracelet and shined it ahead. In a corner not far in front of him, there were several unconscious figures huddled.

He walked over and looked at it carefully.

There were about a dozen of these people, both men and women. Their bodies were all curled up and their brows were furrowed, as if they were immersed in some kind of nightmare.

Beside them, there were a bunch of old items of all kinds.

Most of the items have been cut open, revealing the dark interior, but there is no red light, and only a few items are left, piled intact in the corner.

"What are they arresting these people for?"

Seeing that there were indeed no monsters attacking anymore, Jon took courage and approached the sleeping figures, "Hey, wake up."

He Ao was looking at the cut items on the ground. One item had just been cut open a little with a sharp instrument and had not yet been completely opened. It seemed that the person who cut the item left in a panic because of something.

But in He Ao's battle just now, he didn't encounter any minions with sharp weapons.

At this moment, a black figure rushed out of the darkness, holding a cold blade in his hand, and rushed straight towards Jon who was squatting next to the sleeping people.