Life Copy Game

The sky is broken like fragments, the earth is covered in magma, and the huge boulder is floating on the magma like an isolated island.

A hot wave of heat came towards him, rolling up the hair on He Ao's forehead.

"Woo——"

Huge shadows wandered among the magma, and the terrifying screams made the sky tremble with them.

"Jace, it's over."

Wells, who was standing not far in front of He Ao, looked at He Ao calmly. There was no sadness or joy on his face, but there was confidence in his eyebrows that everything was over.

"Is this some kind of dream?"

He Ao frowned slightly as he watched Wells's movements. He stretched out his hand and felt the heat waves flowing around him.

The B-level genetic potion prepared by Wells is called 'Dream Weaver'. This is not the first time He Ao has encountered this ability to weave dreams.

It's just that everything he encountered before was a sweet dream, but what he encountered this time seemed to be a 'nightmare'.

He Ao looked around. At this moment, he and Wells were standing on a huge boulder floating in the magma. Everything around them was so real, as if the world was originally like this.

He tried to mobilize his spiritual consciousness to pry into the nature of the world, but what was given back to him was nothingness. He could sense the existence of divine consciousness, but he could not use it.

Whether it was the dream created by Vader or the dream created by the man in the officer's uniform that He Ao encountered before, He Ao could basically see the scene in reality after opening his spiritual consciousness.

But this time, he seemed to be completely dragged into this chaotic dream, losing contact with reality.

This should not be simply the power of the Dream Weaver. With He Ao's previous experience with B-class, even if the gene potion in Wells's hand is a complete version of the B-class gene potion, the power of B-grade alone is still enough. It can't be done to this extent.

Judging from the fusion between Wells and the huge tentacle, Wells should have received some kind of bonus from the huge shadow emerging from the deep sea of ​​thinking, and then showed great power far beyond B-level. .

"If you try to borrow some special extraordinary item, then you may give up,"

Wells raised his hands and gently grabbed them forward, "Feel shocked by this great power. This is the power of God that you can't resist."

The moment Wells stretched out his hand, He Ao felt two forces in the invisible void grabbing his body and lifting him into the void.

He tried to break free from this power in the void, but found that his body could not use any strength at all.

The pain from soul tearing came from the depths of his consciousness. These two huge forces were not only tearing apart his body in the dream, but also tearing apart his soul.

It seems that the damage suffered in this dream will be fed back to the soul.

He Ao threw the bone ax in his hand towards Wells.

The sharp bone ax cut through the void and hit Wells' face.

However, just when the sharp bone ax was about to cut through Wells's head, it seemed to be controlled by some force and could no longer move forward even half a minute, hovering in front of Wells.

"Jace, I told you, this is a force you can't resist."

Wells stared at He Ao. The bone ax suspended in front of him seemed to be suppressed by some terrifying force. It was covered with spider web-like cracks for an instant, and then collapsed into snow-white fragments all over the sky.

Then Wells looked at the wooden box held in He Ao's other hand. The next second, the wooden box flashed with purple light, and then it shattered, like a gorgeous firework exploding in He Ao's hand.

He is like the master of this world, unable to compete or disobey.

He Ao glanced at the exploded bone ax fragments, and then at the remaining wooden box in his hand.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and activated his super memory.

"Jace, I admit that you are very smart. You figured out things that I didn't figure out,"

Wells walked towards He Ao step by step, "It's a pity that you are too stubborn and stupid. If you left the city immediately after arranging everything, you might still have a chance of survival, but why did you come to see me?"

He sneered, "Do you think you are the savior? Do you think you can defeat me and solve this crisis forever? Do you want to save the people in this city? Do you think you can defeat a few C-levels? Have you shaken the power of the gods? In the eyes of the great being, in my eyes, your power is just like that of an insect."

Countless illusory forces stretched out from all around, pulling on He Ao's body, his limbs and head, trying to tear his body into pieces.

Wells watched He Ao's increasingly red cheeks being pulled by the huge force, "Your pathetic, stupid kindness will eventually destroy everything about you."

The severe pain from being torn from the soul acted on He Ao's body, but he did not make a sound. He just stared at Wells with calm eyes,

"So when you killed my parents and my wife, you just felt like you were crushing a bug?"

Powerful spiritual power gathered in He Ao's mind under the mobilization of super memory, and then suddenly released.

Purple light burst out from He Ao's body in an instant, and the illusory power pulling on He Ao collapsed instantly.

He Ao's body fell back to the ground and fell on the huge rock.

The power that can affect the soul can also be counterattacked by the soul.

In this 'dream', super memory can be used.

"It seems you still have tricks up your sleeve that you haven't shown me yet,"

Wells looked at He Ao, "I am becoming more and more curious about which hidden existence you have established contact with, but that is not important anymore. Your soul is rapidly weakening, and you may not be able to reuse the explosion just now."

He raised his hand, and the illusory power gathered into a huge tentacle shadow. This shadow attacked He Ao, trying to control He Ao again, "If this is your only ability, then your savior dream will have to be... With your humble insect's life shattered."

"I'm not a savior, and I never wanted to be one,"

He Ao mobilized the power of super memory and broke the illusory tentacles that tried to clamp him again. Then he staggered up from the ground. The blood-stained pendant fell out from his collar and swayed gently with his movements. .

The huge illusory tentacle fell into the hot magma, splashing waves of flames.

He slowly raised his left hand and held the pendant on his chest, "I am just a child, a husband, a ghost living in this world who has lost everything."

Then, he exerted force suddenly, and with a crisp sound, the hanging rope broke, and the pendant hanging on his chest was torn off.

The closed pendant opened along the palm of his hand, and he looked at the three gentle figures in the photo of the pendant.

"Without your presence in my and my family's destiny, nothing would be where it is today."

His right hand was raised at the same time and opened upward.

An illusory wooden box gathered in his hands, and purple light flowed in the wooden box.

"what you up to?"

Wells seemed to realize something. He took a half step back and looked up at He Ao.

He Ao raised his head and stared calmly at Wells in front of him, "This is something my father made for you. It is a relic left by him."

The wooden box opens automatically, revealing the objects in the box.

It was a purple light and shadow.

Things that cannot be embodied in the real world gain reality in this dream.

"You are not the only one who has the body of your god."

Purple light overflowed from the wooden box and fell into He Ao's hand.

"Woo——"

The huge shadow around him let out a long cry, and some angry thoughts exploded in He Ao's mind.

However, He Ao's movements were not affected by this illusory anger. The powerful purple light fell in his hands, like a bridge, connecting him with the terrifying existence behind the dream.

The terrifying and vast power invaded He Ao's body along this erosion, and invaded his body.

The noise like tens of thousands of people making noise at the same time filled He Ao's mind, interfering with his thinking and eroding his will.

An invisible connection is also established between He Ao and the dream.

At this moment, He Ao also gained partial control of this dream.

"broken!"

The cracked sky suddenly shattered, revealing the bright stars.

"Don't even think about it!"

Wells' body arched up, and the huge illusory tentacles inserted into his back emerged, constantly filling his body.

He was lying on the ground, and his clothes were torn apart by clumps of twisted and terrifying flesh.

The huge will hinders He Ao's behavior.

The boulders beneath their feet suddenly swelled up and shot straight into the sky, turning into bright high-rise buildings.

He Ao glanced at the palm of his hand, and the bone ax that shattered in the dream appeared in his hand again.

Divine consciousness can also be called upon again.

He returned to reality, but not completely.

The stars were still twinkling in the sky, and the Huiermei Medical Research Building under He Ao's feet was still surging in flames.

He Ao glanced at the purple light in his hand, crushed it, and turned it into scattered purple spots, spreading around.

This light was embedded in the control circle pointed at him by He Ao, and He Ao could always sense its existence.

In the dream just now, Wells destroyed the wooden box in He Ao's hand, but He Ao did not feel the loss of light in the wooden box.

At that time, Ho realized that Wells could not destroy the contents of the wooden box and was very afraid of the items in the box.

Strictly speaking, the body in the wooden box is the same thing as the body formed by Wells taking the genetic medicine. They are both mediums for the power of Wells's dead god, and they are highly related to the power of that god. and sex.

And this dream was created with the help of the power of the 'god', so He Ao tried to summon the body in the wooden box, tried to establish contact with the 'god', and then he gained control of the dream.

Unfortunately, Wells' original version still has a higher authority than the pirated version by Ho Ao, so He Ao cannot completely destroy the dream, and Wells can still get blessings in this dream.

However, in this state of superimposed reality and dream, both Ho Ao and Wells returned to their physical bodies, which meant that Ho Ao could cause harm to Wells.

No longer helpless like in the dream.

He Ao put the wooden box in his hand on the ground, raised his head and looked at Wells in front of him.

Huge and terrifying illusory shadows are constantly pouring into Wells' body, stretching his body open and twisting it into a huge and twisted lizard monster.

The upper body of this lizard monster was lying on the rooftop of the building, staring at He Ao, while the lower body was completely unreal, connected to the huge shadow under the building.

"Jace!"

Wells opened his huge mouth and faced He Ao. His hard claws cut open the ground of the rooftop like paper. "You are blaspheming the great god! You damn insect! How dare you trespass like this?" The body of a god!"

Even if it is an unused body, it is still the body of a god.

"oh,"

He Ao glanced at the scattered purple light and said, "Your god is very useful."

"Jace!!!"

Wells's scarlet eyes widened, and he opened his huge mouth, revealing his sharp fangs, "I will chop off your limbs, dig out your eyes, cut off your tongue, and throw you into a petri dish. Your soul is forever trapped in an inescapable nightmare!"

"Are you angry?"

Howe held the ax handle and looked at Wells with a smile.

He took off the pendant on his chest, threw it behind him, carried the long bone ax, and walked towards the huge Wells step by step.

The stars shone on the hem of his clothes and on his cheeks still stained with blood and tears.

He laughed out loud,

"Are you thinking that you must kill this damn beast, this bastard, even if you pay any price, even if you sacrifice my life, soul, everything."

He Ao raised his head and looked at Wells with a playful smile, "Isn't this the anger you want?"

The power of super memory is added to the powerful body, and the keen consciousness reflects the flowing music score of the world.

The white bone ax whipped out a roaring sonic boom,

"Kill my father, kill my mother, kill my wife, and make me work for you with anger."

The sharp ax blade collided with the claws covered with bone armor.

Splattered bone armor fragments mixed with purple blood fell into dim raindrops in the air.

"Isn't this the anger you want?"

The ax blade stuck in the flesh was pulled out and thrown towards the huge head in the sky.

"Why don't you like this anger when it comes to you?"

The roaring roar was accompanied by the collision of gold and iron. He Ao's figure was flung away by the sharp giant claws and hit the concrete floor, causing a depression in the entire ground.

A hand covered in blood stretched out from the depression. He Ao grabbed the broken steel bars in the wall and pulled his body out of the depression bit by bit.

"Jace, in this world, there are some people who are backgrounds and bugs, destined to give their lives for a great cause. Your parents, and your wife, gave their lives for the return of the great being. They are Their pleasure."

Wells opened his huge mouth full of mucus, "You will also accompany them soon."

"I'll be there,"

He Ao stood up staggeringly, holding the bone ax tightly in his blood-covered hands, "But I think they want to see you first."

Task completed tomorrow

Ka Wen, I originally wanted to finish writing it today, but Ka Wen got stuck for a long time.

Let me take a look.