Life Copy Game

"Um?"

He Ao looked at the other party with a smile, "So you are pursuing chaos?"

"certainly,"

The man sitting in the middle grinned and said,

"You are the same person as us. You also long for killing, long for chaos, long for the destroyed order, and long for the freedom to kill in the future. You joined Dawn, and isn't this what Dawn is pursuing?

"Dawn longs for a world dominated by extraordinary people, a world where extraordinary people can do whatever they want without hiding themselves, a world where extraordinary people stand in the clouds. They long for such freedom, freedom without scruples and restrictions, And isn't this just chaos?

"You joined Dawn, so you should at least agree with this statement, right? What's more, you essentially pursue such chaos, don't you?"

It's a good idea to switch concepts.

Dawn's philosophy pursues an order ruled by extraordinary beings. Although extraordinary beings appear to be more 'free', they are actually a type of order.

He Ao looked at him, held the dagger in his hand, and made a knife dance. The sharp blade danced flexibly on his fingertips. He tilted his head and said with a smile, "I always feel that your understanding of chaos is wrong?"

"Um?"

The man holding the knife looked at He Ao and frowned slightly. He expected a lot of He Ao's rebuttals, but he never thought that He Ao would say that he 'understood incorrectly'.

Are you a missionary or am I a missionary? Do you understand the doctrine better or do I understand the doctrine better?

"So you are the leader of this 'chaotic' faith? The Pope? The Pope?"

He Ao looked at his eyes and continued to ask.

"of course not,"

The man snorted, "I am a right preacher, a great church leader who is closer to God than I am."

"That means you are second only to the Pope?"

He Ao thought and smiled, "Friend, you look very cool. Does your church really have anything?"

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Hearing these words, the man who claimed to be the Right Missionary opened his eyes slightly. A man on his left who was also wearing gray clothes immediately pulled out a pistol and pointed it at He Ao, "Lunke, you idiot, who allowed this?" You slander the great church?”

The right missionary sitting in the middle did not stop his men, but looked at He Ao with interest, as if expecting He Ao's reaction.

Seeing that his behavior was not scolded, the man holding the gun grinned. He aimed at He Ao's head and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

puff-

The flying bullets hit the wall, and bright red blood flew out from the back of the gun-wielding man's neck.

All this happened so fast that no one could react.

It wasn't until He Ao pulled the dagger out of the gun-wielding man's neck and let the man's body fall to the ground that the remaining three realized what was happening and immediately drew their guns and pointed them at He Ao.

"Something,"

The right missionary stood up slowly and wiped the last trace of blood on the knife with the white cloth in his hand. He looked at He Ao and said, "Lunke, your strength deserves another chance to choose."

A faint flame flashed between his eyebrows.

"The great chaos will give you greater power and satisfy all your desires. Join us and you will gain access to the truth of eternal chaos."

His voice was calm, as if He Ao's fate had been decided. The cold blade reflected a faint cold light, "Or you can choose to become a sacrifice to chaos."

"So do you really believe in chaos?"

He Ao did not answer him directly, but looked at him with a smile, "Isn't your organization a kind of 'order'? They say they believe in chaos, but in fact they do things that are treacherous. Are you not afraid of your beliefs?" The gods discovered you blasphemers one day and sent down a divine punishment to kill you all?"

Hearing these words, the so-called right missionary looked confused, and the remaining three gun-wielding 'believers' under him looked at each other a little bit at this moment.

For an ordinary villain organization in the name of chaos, He Ao's words are basically meaningless, but for true 'believers', these words have some fatal damage.

What they did was contrary to what they believed in. This kind of moral impact was fatal to believers.

He Ao had a panoramic view of the reactions of everyone present.

It seems that the 'chaos' these people believe in is not just a random excuse, but it is real.

As for the gods related to chaos, He Ao could think of only one, and that was his 'old friend' the God of Chaos who he had dealt with in the dungeon world.

In fact, the question He Ao just asked was the core reason that led to hundreds of years of internal strife in the Church of the God of Chaos in the copy world, and it did not even form a well-organized church in the strict sense.

The pursuit of chaos is obviously incompatible with a church of strict order.

The founding basis of the Church of the God of Chaos in the current copy world is the annotation of the basic doctrine of chaos, that is,

Order, for the sake of chaos.

Of course, this is already a matter for the next version.

The original version of the Church of the God of Chaos organization in the main world seems to have not even fully understood the teachings of the God of Chaos, and only formed an organization based on human beings' instinct for order.

When Ho put the leading version of the doctrinal argument in front of them, they were naturally confused.

"You see, you're not really looking for chaos,"

He Ao looked at their expressions and grinned, "They are just a group of wretches who huddle together in the name of chaos to keep warm and make some profits."

"you!"

A trace of anger finally appeared on the right missionary's face, "So you are unwilling to accept our 'recruitment' and join us?"

"to join you guys?"

He Ao raised his eyebrows, "Is joining a Chaos Church whose understanding of 'chaos' inferior to that of an outsider like me?"

He sneered, spread his hand gently, and the blood on the dagger fell into the soft soil along the blade, "Sorry, I have no interest in recognizing a weak idiot as the boss."

The right preacher raised the long knife in his hand and looked at He Ao, "Boy, you are very smart, but in this world, smartness does not mean everything. Idiots who have higher eyes than their own will always have to pay for their arrogance. Pay the price."

A flame emblem surrounded by a circle appeared between his eyebrows, and a terrifying and twisted power spread from his body.

His muscles swelled almost instantly, bursting through his gray clothes, and almost instantly, he swelled into a little giant three meters tall.

"The boss is angry, this kid is dead."

"Go quickly and call everyone in the house."

The men standing next to the right missionary immediately backed away.

"Is that a gift from God..."

The red-haired man standing at the door looked at the violent muscular giant. His status was too low and he was not even qualified to go deeper.

The original ferocious long knife was like a child's plastic toy in the hand of the terrifying giant.

"Originally, I didn't need to use this form to kill you,"

The right missionary, who had transformed into a muscular giant, opened the corners of his mouth, revealing huge white sharp teeth that grew out of his flesh and blood.

"But your arrogance has completely angered me. With your shallow experience, I'm afraid you have never seen such a power that surpasses the peak of C-level, and you have never seen this great gift from chaos.

"You only think that the small area you see is the whole world. You stand among a group of miserable and cowardly animals, and you think you are the king of the world."

He raised the long knife in his hand high, "Now, I will tear apart the narrow world you think you have, smear your brain on the ground, and let you see the real sky."

The sharp blade cut through the night, with a sudden sonic boom and terrifying power, and suddenly struck down.

Splattered stones and soil covered most of the garden, but the expected blood did not appear.

Where are people?

The right missionary opened his eyes slightly, trying to find the figure who should have been under his knife.

But as he turned his eyes, there was severe pain in his neck.

The disappearing figure had appeared on the side of his head at some point, sitting on his shoulder, and stabbed the sharp dagger into his throat.

"Sorry," He Ao grinned, "Maybe you think I'm bragging, I'm looking down on you, I'm belittling you, but,"

While he was speaking, he also pushed the handle of the dagger gently. The sharp dagger cut the muscular giant's throat, cut open the trachea and carotid artery, and the giant's energy gathering point in the throat.

"I'm just stating the facts objectively."

The giant wanted to speak, but the gushing blood had blocked his throat, and the energy scattered in his body destroyed his body.

"Shoot, cover the boss, shoot quickly!"

The scorching bullets flew past the side of He Ao's face. The three men who had originally withdrawn came back, bringing with them a large group of people who were originally in the room, trying to cover the right side who was attacked by He Ao. missionary.

"Want to see real 'chaos'?"

He Ao held the handle of the knife and pulled the dagger out of the right preacher's neck.

Then he stepped on the muscular giant's leaning forward body and jumped into the air.

Blood became the only rain under the clear sky at night, splashing on the pure white rose flowers swaying in the wind.

The power from the gods is disappearing with the death of the right missionary.

The right preacher who fell on the ground could clearly feel the movement of the 'gift'. This movement was not for him, but for the person who inserted the dagger into his body.

Killing, madness, chaos, this is what pleases the gods.

Obviously, the other party's understanding of chaos is indeed correct.

Even his god liked this 'enemy' more.

When the last corpse fell to the ground, and the flowing blood almost filled the flower soil, He Aocai walked out on the bright red muddy flower soil, and stopped beside the right missionary.

He picked up the white cloth that was mostly stained red on the ground, opened the clean part inside, and wiped the blood on the dagger calmly and calmly.

Then he threw the white cloth on the ground and landed it in front of the right preacher's wide, lost eyes.

The bloody smell in the air is as strong as substance, and the mixed red and white rose flowers sway alternately.

He Ao walked to the door, and here stood the last and only survivor in this courtyard, the red-haired man who brought He Ao here.

He looked at He Ao tremblingly, his mouth trembling and unable to say a word.

In fact, from the beginning of the battle, he wanted to run, but fear controlled his body.

He Ao was too quick to deal with the right missionary, and the right missionary's men who followed him almost killed each other one by one, and never stopped or even looked at these people.

This can't be considered a battle at all, this is a massacre, a one-sided massacre.

He knew very well how strong the people in this courtyard were. Most of them were heinous gangsters who would stab someone's heart with a knife if they disagreed.

Only such a murderer can be reused by the boss, enter this yard, and become a key figure in front of the boss.

And he was just an errand boy, and he usually didn't even dare to look at these people.

But such terrifying murderers were now killed as easily as defenseless lambs. Their bodies fell to the ground, their blood soaked into the soil. They looked no different from the ordinary people they killed. Both.

The most frightening thing was that the 'boss' who looked as invincible as a god on earth was easily killed by 'Lunke' in front of him.

At this moment, fear has filled the red-haired man's body. His legs were as if they were filled with lead and he could not move. He could not and did not dare to run away. He was also afraid that the 'disaster' in front of him that he had caused would be because of him. The act of escaping shifted attention to him.

But even so, 'Lunke' still stopped in front of him.

"Is there a problem?"

He Ao looked at the red-haired man's trembling lips, stopped and looked at him doubtfully.

Will disaster finally befall him?

The red-haired man looked at He Ao, mustered up his courage, and took a deep breath, "You have killed so many people, including the boss. You have completely offended the church. Aren't you afraid of the church's pursuit?"

"Why are they hunting me?"

He Ao glanced at him with a smile, "They still want to thank me."

Red-haired man:?

Then he watched He Ao put away the dagger and walked out of the courtyard.

No, didn't you kill me?

After a while, when the street was so quiet that there was no sound at all, the red-haired man let out a long breath.

He glanced tremblingly at the direction He Ao was leaving, and took out his cell phone from his pocket.

These things need to be reported up.

Is this guy crazy?

He only felt that the city was getting more and more dangerous.

It was like an invincible and crazy tiger breaking into the hyena's territory.

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Card-

As soon as He Ao returned to Lenk's cabin and locked the door, he saw the reminder of an incoming call on his cell phone. ,

Unknown caller.

He raised his hand and answered the call.

"Hello, Mr. Lenk, I am the leader of the Chaos Church in Newland City State."

What came from the other side of the phone was a hoarse voice that seemed to have been processed, "First of all, on behalf of all believers with confused beliefs, let me express my most sincere gratitude for your addition to the church's teachings."