Life Copy Game

"I hope you can still smile later, my Lord Mayor."

Scott looked at He Ao, clenched the spear in his hand, his body disappeared instantly, and suddenly appeared in front of He Ao.

The jade spear with a cold aura instantly stabbed He Ao's heart.

boom--

He Ao raised the long sword in his hand and easily held the spear in Scott's hand. He smiled and said, "Young and strong, but not very experienced. I remember that your talent sequence is not related to combat?"

"How? Your strength? Your injuries?"

Scott was stunned for a moment, then raised his spear, retracted his hands, turned his head, and struck at He Ao's cheek.

boom--

This time his attack was blocked by He Ao Hengjian in front of him.

boom--

With a loud noise, the terrifying force spread along He Ao's body to his feet, and the already broken ground shattered again and collapsed downwards.

"Did you use an extraordinary item to restore your injuries?"

At this time, Scott also looked at He Ao, "This thing can't have side effects, right? Let's see how long you can last!"

He Ao raised his sword and shook it, and the force was transmitted to the spear, directly shaking Scott's body away.

Then he jumped up, appeared in front of Scott like a phantom, and raised his sword to Scott's neck.

Scott quickly retracted his spear and blocked it, retreating back.

boom--

His spear was easily deflected by He Ao's sword, and his whole body was ejected with great force. He smashed into the tall abandoned building next to him and rolled to the ground.

He Ao's figure landed at the entrance of the abandoned building, holding his long sword and walking towards the depths of the abandoned building.

"I remember that you don't have combat-related talent sequences,"

Scott stood up with his spear in hand and looked at He Ao, "I have to say that you hide many secrets,"

He raised his spear and held it in front of him, his eyes slightly focused, "I take back my contempt for you just now."

The twisted and icy wind suddenly blew up in this dilapidated abandoned building.

Boom-boom-boom-

It was as if the muffled sound of the beating heart emerged in the darkness, and the cold power spread from the jade spear in Scott's hand, like an invisible thread, pulling some indescribable distortion.

Seeing this scene, He Ao did not hesitate, jumped up, and stabbed Scott in the heart with a sword.

"ah!!!"

Scott's originally upright body suddenly arched, as if some kind of wriggling creature was tearing at his body.

He raised the spear in his hand with a ferocious expression, suddenly waved it hard, and suddenly put away the long sword in He Ao's hand.

He Ao raised his head and looked behind Scott. In the silent darkness, there seemed to be some invisible force moving, outlined as a closed eye.

In the material world, the existence of this eye could not be seen at all, but He Ao could clearly feel that the eye was suspended there. It closed its eyes tightly, but seemed to be watching everything around it.

The moment he felt these eyes, violent madness rushed into He Ao's mind.

This kind of madness does not have any tendency, and it does not seem to want to lead the infected person's thinking. It is just pure madness, tearing at people's will and soul, and tearing everything into pieces.

The violent pollution overflowed onto his body. He Ao paused and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

This seems to be an angel-level power, mixed with some higher-level, mixed madness, like it comes directly from, the abyss?

"Did you see him?"

At this moment, Scott's somewhat ferocious face had lifted up. He looked at He Ao with a smile. His smile was a little pitiful and a little sad. "When you get connected with such a high-ranking existence, you will never be able to get rid of it." Him."

But He Ao just stared at him calmly, resisting the pollution surging in his mind, and raised the sword in his hand, "This one is not even ranked."

"Rubber talk."

Scott's face froze, and he glanced at He Ao. He held a spear in his hand and stepped on the ground. With a violent tremor like an earthquake, his body instantly appeared in front of He Ao.

He raised his spear and stabbed He Ao's neck.

boom--

He Ao raised his sword again to block the blow, but his body was also carried backwards and hit the load-bearing column behind him, directly smashing the entire column, but his body did not stop. Down, for Scott's spear followed almost the next instant.

He blocked again and again, and his body moved backward again and again. In the fight between the two, the old walls and columns were easily destroyed, and the powerful force spread to the walls of the entire building along with the impact and sound waves. Countless spider web-like cracks extend on the surface.

In the end, Scott and He Ao crashed out of the abandoned building and landed on the ground outside again.

boom--

Behind them, the tall ruined building covered with cracks shattered like fragile porcelain, falling downwards.

"cough."

He Ao coughed, holding the sword in his hand, and stood up staggeringly.

Scott's physical fitness was about 5,000 points before. Even if his fighting skills were not very good, his physical fitness was already higher than most ordinary B-levels. This was the reason why he was confident that he could kill He Ao.

But this kind of physical fitness is not high for He Ao, but with super memory activated and short-term use of boxing and skills, He Ao can suppress Scott.

But now that Scott has borrowed the power of the abyss, his physical fitness is probably close to 10,000. Although his skills are still bad, Scott has been able to suppress He Ao purely by strength.

"You don't seem surprised at all?"

Standing in the smoke of the collapsed building, Scott held the spear in his hand and stared at He Ao.

"Maybe I've come into contact with too many people who have been contaminated by high-ranking beings,"

He Ao held the long sword in his hand and glanced at the spear in Scott's hand. "The first time I saw you, I could feel that your soul had been infiltrated by twisted power. You were at that site in the middle of the Federation. Is it contaminated by the pollution of the abyss?"

Judging from federal data, Scott was promoted to Class B at the age of fifty, which is considered very young at this age.

Scott seemed to have had his own 'adventure' and received help from the abyss, but as a price, he was gradually contaminated by the abyss.

Hearing He Ao's words, Scott was silent for a moment, then he raised his head, looked at He Ao, and sighed slowly, "The so-called extraordinary people have seemingly powerful powers, but they are only in high positions. They are just worms in the hands of existence. If you don't become an angel, you will always be a humble worm."

"An angel may not be a bug anymore."

Feeling Scott's chaotic thoughts coming through the mark, He Ao coughed lightly and raised the long sword in his hand.

There are still only a few angels who can truly maintain their sanity.

"But if you don't become an angel, how do you know if you can transcend?"

Scott raised his spear and looked at He Ao, "Lynn, I will find a good cemetery for you. If I become an angel, I will come back from time to time to mourn you."

His figure disappeared like a stream of light and appeared in front of He Ao in an instant.

At this moment, He Ao's figure appeared beside him like a flash. While dodging his attack, a sword struck the back of his neck. "You want to get rid of the influence of the abyss. How do you know? What you are doing now is not what Abyss asked you to do?"

boom--

Scott returned the spear sharply, blocking He Ao's sword.

This time, he did not answer He Ao, but looked behind He Ao.

In the dark deep sky, three mechas were floating in the air, aiming at He Ao's back. The main guns had completed charging.

Farther away, some fighter planes floating in the air were also aimed at He Ao's back.

He Ao stared at Scott in front of him and spoke slowly,

"Ordinance: No use of weapons against the mayor."

A stream of light flashed on the ruby ​​at the end of the golden sword, and invisible fluctuations spread under the dark night.

The light in the hands of the three mechas floating behind flickered for a moment, and then went out. The fighters in the distance also extinguished the muzzle flames.

"Cover Mr. Lynn!"

There seemed to be a shout in the distance, followed by roaring artillery fire from far to near, flying towards the three nearest mechas.

boom--

Accompanied by the violent explosion, the three mechas were unable to react for a moment and were all hit. The fighter planes in the distance immediately turned back to face the enemy attacking behind them.

"It seems that you are already prepared to deal with my abilities."

The flames exploding in the sky were reflected in Scott's pupils. He stared at He Ao, suddenly raised the spear in his hand, and pushed away the long sword in He Ao's hand.

Although Scott has not announced his talent sequence, judging from his past information, his ability should be related to mobilizing troops or troops, so Scott almost never leaves his army.

This information about Scott was collected by Linn before. He was not unprepared for his 'Minister of City Defense'.

Knowing Scott's ability, He Ao also specially prepared this 'law' for Scott.

The 'ban on the use of weapons against the mayor' basically eliminated his troops and prevented him from easily using the army to attack Ho O.

Of course, this law is a trick. The law compiled by Ruby is that the more lives involved, the stronger it will be, and the greater the price paid. However, the effective number of lives involved is based on the exact number of lives affected by Ruby. of.

Only those who want to attack He Ao with weapons will be affected by this decree and give up this idea. These people He Ao will have to bear the price.

If he had not had this idea originally, then the law would not have affected him, and He Ao would not have to pay the price.

While talking, Scott also speared Binwei, and struck He Ao with a spear.

He Ao turned sideways like a flowing wind and dodged the spear this time.

In this extremely short encounter, Scott's movements were noticeably slower.

Cold weapons are also weapons, and Scott himself was affected by the law.

Scott raised his head and glanced at He Ao again. At this moment, He Ao suddenly realized something and immediately turned around, facing behind him with a sword.

There was nothing behind him, but in He Ao's perception, the closed eyes that were originally hanging behind Scott appeared behind him at some point.

There was an invisible cool breeze blowing through the dark night, with some kind of indescribable dance.

Everything was so dark, everything seemed invisible.

He Ao covered the long sword in his hand with his spiritual consciousness and carved it into a strengthened magic circle, and the sword light flashed across the night.

There seemed to be some kind of crisp sound of collision in the air, but there seemed to be nothing.

Some kind of invisible, slender, cold breath that seemed like tentacles wrapped around He Ao's body from the other side. The powerful force directly squeezed his chest and oppressed his chest.

He Ao suddenly returned the sword, the tip of the sword was backward, and he turned it over his chest without hesitation.

Accompanied by the sound of some kind of string breaking in the invisible darkness, at the moment when his body relaxed, he drew his sword backwards without even having time to breathe.

Scott didn't know when he had touched his back, and stabbed him in the back with a spear.

Heavy attack martial arts!

He Ao suddenly hit the spear with his sword, and then used the force of the spear to swing the spear away. Then without any hesitation, he raised his sword and pointed it at Scott's charging eyebrow.

Scott didn't react for a while, until he saw blood between his eyebrows, he immediately pulled back and raised his spear to deflect He Ao's sword.

This brief confrontation happened almost in an instant. The swords and spears collided with each other, making a sharp and rapid sound. In this fierce sound, He Ao had already drawn his sword and retreated, and he distanced himself in the blink of an eye.

boom--

The escaping energy followed the roaring sound waves and fell on the surrounding abandoned low-rise buildings, instantly exploding countless cracks on the surface of the buildings.

"cough--"

He Ao coughed and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Three broken ribs.

He raised his head and glanced at the place where the invisible eyes were. It was still quiet night and empty.

But He Ao could clearly feel that the eye was still there, facing in his direction.

He Ao's attack just now did not cause any damage to this eye, but only interrupted the entanglement process of the opponent.

That is not Scott's power, but comes from a deeper and colder indescribable area, from the thing that has always been entangled with Scott.

That no longer belongs to the category of human beings.

Holding the long sword in his hand, He Ao looked at Scott, who was already charging towards him again.

And the moment he looked away, he could still feel that those closed eyes had flickered and appeared behind him again.

He said quickly without hesitation, "Decree: It is prohibited to borrow external supernatural power."

The moment these words were spoken, He Ao's complexion turned pale and he spat out a mouthful of blood again.

At the same time, Scott's movements slowed down a bit, and the closed eyes that appeared behind He Ao also flickered. It seemed that he had lost some support and connection, and the strange aura became much weaker.

Although the power of closing the eyes is weird and terrifying, it came to this world with the help of Scott's existence. Although He Ao can't hurt the eyes, he can weaken the connection between it and Scott. , weakening its power.

Of course, the price of this law is also very high.

This is still the target of He Ao's decree on Scott. If it is placed on the power of the abyss wrapped around Scott, He Ao doesn't know if Ruby can support the restriction of the abyss. Anyway, he must pay Can't afford the price.

He Ao estimated that his body could no longer support the third decree. He raised his head to look at Scott, whose strength and speed had obviously slowed down because of the interference with the abyss. He raised his head without hesitation. The sword flew past like a gust of wind, and stabbed Scott in the chest.

The root of everything still lies with Scott. If Scott is killed, the eye will naturally lose its support.

Looking at the sword light coming across the night, feeling the weakened power in his body, Scott raised his head and looked in the direction of the invisible eyes behind He Ao, blood seeping out of his skin, "Lin Well, you forced me to do this."

He opened his hand, and the blood painted a twisted square pattern in his hand, and in the middle of the square, there was a twisted figure suspended. He pointed the pattern at He Ao, and the corners of his mouth gradually pulled up, revealing a somewhat crazy figure. Smile, "Accept the 'invitation' and be imprisoned in eternal madness!"

Some kind of cold and twisted power spread from the depths of the night in an instant.

The sword in He Ao's hand flashed for a moment, but before he could turn around, the eyes floating behind He Ao, whose aura had weakened, suddenly flew up.

The closed eyes opened slightly, and the cold wind blew across He Ao's back, as if some kind of power that shouldn't come at this time came forcibly here.

The whole world seemed to have stopped, as quiet as a fragile piece of drawing paper. Invisible and twisted power poured out from the gaps in the drawing paper, tearing the drawing paper apart and coming from all directions.

Horrible and twisted madness exploded in He Ao's mind for an instant.

He Ao could feel some kind of sharp coldness streaking across his clothes and the skin on his back, inward little by little in the bright red that shimmered with red light.

At the same time, his vision seemed to be blurred. The originally static world was slowly filled with a deep and cold atmosphere, and the whole world seemed to be turning into twisted and entangled lines little by little.

There were some twisted phantoms flickering in those lines, which seemed to be the life of this cold world. They seemed to have sensed He Ao's 'peeping', and they raised their heads little by little to look at this 'unexpected visitor'.

Among those phantoms and lines, there seemed to be a lonely human figure floating, and his eyes followed He Ao's gaze, looking towards He Ao little by little.

The surrounding coldness is so quiet, as quiet as if it will swallow up everything, destiny, future, cognition, and soul.

It also seemed to be an invitation, inviting him to completely integrate here and become one with this silent madness.

At this moment, He Ao felt something approaching him from behind.

It was like his shadow stood up and pressed against his back little by little.

The cold aura that originally invaded his body like crazy seemed to have slowed down a bit.

He Ao took a deep breath and closed his eyes. At this moment, he seemed to hear his own heartbeat again, thumping in his chest, which was proof that he was alive.

He also seemed to see his own soul, with purple light covering the illusory shadow, and translucent consciousness surging in it.

There was a bit of cold air spreading in his palm, which seemed to be the hilt of a sword, a hilt that belonged here but did not belong here.

He grasped the hilt of the sword, and his spiritual consciousness poured into it, and he suddenly lifted it up along his cold soul.

As the invisible sword edge passed along the soul, the coldness of silence was peeled off by the sword edge, and all the silence around him was torn into pieces at this moment, like fragile tissue paper.

Time resumed its flow, and the night wind brushed He Ao's cheek again.

In the distance, it seemed that mechas and fighter planes were approaching rapidly. The cold power of the eyes behind him was broken off section by section, and even the suspended eyes gradually dimmed.

There were scars that were as deep as the bones and could be seen on the old man's back, and the deepest one was close to the old man's heart.

But at this moment, the cold force that opened these wounds has lost its voice.

Scott's bloody face with shock and disbelief was also reflected in the old man's pupils, "How is it possible?! How did you do it?"

He Ao looked at Scott in front of him, raised the long sword in his hand, and the sword edge reached Scott's cheek in an instant,

"you guess."