Deep in the Living-Chapter 435 - 423: Breaking the Seed to Demon Ascension

A day ago,

Luo Di, who had been killing for four days and nights in the Slaughter Deep Pit, slaying no fewer than fifteen low-level monsters, was directly carried back to the rest area of the real death game by the four sisters.

His body was already exhausted, sustained only by his desire to kill.

[Pituitary Space]

The threshold base built by zombies has already been assumed,

Luo Di, seemingly unconscious in the outside world, hasn’t truly rested his spirit, now transformed into an architect, assembling corpses, turning the spoils won through these days of slaughter into the gate he has always pursued.

These are all monsters personally killed by Luo Di,

He already has a deep understanding of their abilities and body structures through practical combat and has roughly conceived where to place them.

Yet, there are many details to pay attention to when stacking them practically.

Luo Di was entirely absorbed in the construction of the gate, forgetting the issue of time, until a strand of undefended consciousness descended here.

"Luo Di~ The final checkpoint is one hour away from... Wow! Is the gate already built? Are you planning to advance now? Is there not enough time?

No, it’s not fully formed; it seems something’s missing from this gate."

The Squad Leader strode forward, touching the surface of the gate.

Her understanding of corporeality allowed her to clearly perceive the deficiencies within, although the whole gate was mostly complete, it was not yet integrated, as all the corpses had a certain separation.

"What’s missing?"

"The door handle." Luo Di replied while sitting not far away, his whole being drowsy.

This answer made Wu Wen even more puzzled,

"The door handle?

Why do I feel that the whole gate is somewhat incomplete... Do you plan to use the door handle as the core, and once this structure is installed, the whole gate will become complete?

It’s not easy, it requires a prime corpse with quality comparable to the zombies that form the threshold.

But surely, those monsters capable of squeezing into the final checkpoint won’t be inferior either, then it will depend on how the rules are arranged.

Still... This death challenge is equally important to me."

Wu Wen’s words received no response; Luo Di had already fallen asleep, a kind of sleep on the level of consciousness indicating complete exhaustion.

"Sleep, sleep~ I’ll see you at the final round."

Just as Wu Wen was ready to leave the pituitary space to let Luo Di rest well, she suddenly realized something, looking again at this "Gate of Demon Ascension" constructed from monster corpses.

"Could it be..."

She reached out her arm, inserting it where the door handle should be.

As expected, a perfect fit!

Ha ha ha~ Waves of laughter echoed in the pituitary space,

Wu Wen laughed heartily, moving beside Luo Di instead of leaving, placing his head on her thighs.

Pure physical essence flowed from her fingertips into Luo Di’s body, restoring the physical damage of these four days.

"If you can truly achieve it, I wouldn’t mind being your ’door handle’... but looking at it now, you’re not yet there.

Your journey is still long, Luo Di, no need to be in such a hurry. Let me ascend first, and then pull you up."

Wu Wen lightly kissed his forehead, waking him ten minutes before the opening round.

Time returns to now,

Still in the pituitary space,

Completely immersed in a state of slaughter, bloodstains and bone fragments still on his lips, Luo Di, upon seeing the corpse lying in front of him, slowly detached from the state of killing, his face calm.

Clearly just a stranger’s corpse of a blonde girl,

But in Luo Di’s eyes, Wu Wen’s name was engraved upon it, even feeling that the corpse itself was smiling at him.

"Sorry, Squad Leader... I must win too. Whether it’s the clown’s coercion or my personal inherent needs, I must advance quickly, my time is very tight.

Sorry for eating you once more,

And thank you for being willing to let me devour you."

All of Luo Di’s actions were not out of anger but were his subjective decisions, plans already made upon seeing the Squad Leader.

He who had once consumed the Squad Leader’s pituitary already possessed part of the Squad Leader’s attributes.

Now, to construct the incredibly crucial "Gate of Demon Ascension," it must involve a high-class, perfect core material capable of dominating all corpses.

The Squad Leader, who excels in corporeality, is the perfect choice.

When the Squad Leader appeared with a nearly identical consubstantial self, Luo Di had already decided. Since they met alone in the final checkpoint, Luo Di no longer cared about their feelings.

After all,

Before the meeting, Luo Di had already asked the Squad Leader and her clone whether its death would lead to the death of the original; since the answer was no, he could proceed without worries.

The refusal to open the envelope didn’t come from just one but both of them simultaneously.

Pa!

Grasping the corpse’s ankle,

Dragging it towards the "Gate of Demon Ascension."

This incomplete gate had long left a perfect fit for the Squad Leader, no need for adjustment, directly inserting her corpse.

Two fair, soft hands extended from the sides as the "door handle."

All set, no more flaws.

The moment has finally arrived; Luo Di has waited too long.

Two systems from different worlds will simultaneously advance at this moment, jointly moving to the next stage, achieving a higher-level unity of opposition.

Ka ka~ The Old Spine seemed to feel the arrival of this moment, joints twisting and constantly making sounds.

Hoo... Deep breath.

Luo Di retreated to the far edge of the pituitary space, initially planning to walk boldly towards the gate. Upon reconsideration, he slightly bent his neck forward, shifting his center of gravity.

Walking in the stance of a murderer, seemingly to perform some slaughter.

Inside the Gate of Demon Ascension,

It seemed the majestic sound of Hell was resonating.

The corpses that made up the gate seemed to be in fear of Luo Di’s arrival, emitting cries of anguish as victims.

Arriving at the gate,

holding the Squad Leader’s hand.

At this moment, it was as if the Squad Leader was accompanying him, hand in hand, ascending together through the demon gate.

Push open the door, step over the threshold... Buzz!

A strong ringing in the ears ensued,

in a blink,

the space transformed,

this was no longer the pituitary space,

Luo Di stood upon the Moon.

The door that should have existed behind him also vanished,

loneliness, emptiness, grayness, deep space.

The spot where Luo Di stood bore no cracks, only a huge Moon Pit.

Leaping into the pit,

swinging down to the bottom of the hole,

he reached out to dig through the softened soil below, revealing a hand from a corpse, precisely the hand of a blonde-haired girl,

digging deeper, more arms appeared... or rather, more corpses emerged.

Those pseudo-persons, monsters, and evils that Luo Di had once killed as the "Murderer," a whole sequence of "victims" were all buried here.

Not one more or less,

a specific root, resembling a spinal structure, had connected these corpses together... or rather, linked between the corpses via spines.

This was a form of Hell’s expression.

Hell acting as the root, a certain bud belonging to the corner was about to appear.

Crack!

The jaw of the blonde-haired girl at the top loosened, and something began to grow from her mouth.

A plant.

A plant symbolizing advancement,

A plant signifying the fear within the Corner System,

The energy saturating the pituitary had been released,

due to the intensity of accumulation, the newly birthed shoot rapidly grew, extending over ten centimeters before finally stopping, much longer than the new buds that had just reached the corner.

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Different from any plant Luo Di had anticipated to grow.

Neither a spine structure,

nor metallic wire,

nor a brain structure,

nor an obvious tentacle form,

it was just an exceedingly ordinary treetop bud, yet this bud was entirely deep gray, devoid of any extra color.

So ordinary, yet so special.

Despite being merely a new shoot,

Luo Di could feel a power entirely different from before surging within him, his essence even beginning to change.

Surpassing human limits, yet fundamentally distinct from monsters.

To call it,

it is [Magic].

...

Real Death Game, holding area.

The surveillance footage was directed at "finished eating" Luo Di, seated cross-legged on the ground, a stark deep gray aura was rising around him.

The arm severed by the Squad Leader grew anew like a fresh bud, perfectly as before, with a leather glove encasing the hand simultaneously.

The protruding Old Spine retracted back into the body, returning to its most primitive form, concealed by the coat.

The pitch-black coat fits perfectly with the current body,

the collar stood firmly upright under the effect of the aura.

He suddenly opened his muddled eyes, standing up... uncertain if it was the angle, it felt as though Luo Di’s stature had become taller than before.

Making it to the next room before the countdown ends.

The audience in the holding area also noticed an odd phenomenon, the surveillance footage focused on Luo Di was different from the others.

A difference in texture,

the other footage clearly shot by high-definition cameras in real time,

but Luo Di’s footage had a texture reminiscent of films from the 80s and 90s, the angle frequently shifted, even deliberately amplifying the sound of footsteps.

It was as though truly watching a film.

At the moment when the audience was drawn in, marveling at Luo Di’s advancement at the final stage, a spectator began to vomit, even spewing onto the ground with flower pistils mixed in.

Hua Yuan’s vicious gaze fell upon Wu Wen not far beside,

"Hey! If you two want to flirt, can’t you reserve a room... don’t damn do such things in public view, it’s disgusting. I took Luo Di to the slaughter deep pit to replenish most of the corpses, and yet you ended up benefitting.

You deserve to die, Wu Wen!"

Suppressing the weakness within,

Wu Wen maintained the most conventional smile, moved beside Hua Yuan, leaned over and gently kissed her cheek, whispering softly into her mind,

"Thank you, Sister Hua..."

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