Deep in the Living-Chapter 869 - 848: The Silence of Death

Chapter 869 -848: The Silence of Death

Bang!

As if throwing away trash casually,

Luo Di was thrown down from mid-air, landing heavily on the hard ground.

His head hit the ground,

due to the angle and weight issues, crack! A crisp sound came from his cervical spine, as if it had been snapped.

However, it was precisely because of this injury to his spine, the intense stimulus cleared Luo Di’s murky consciousness, like wheat seeds slowly cultivating and growing on the Moon’s soil.

He felt as though he had completely died once.

His whole body was cold, and the innermost layer of muscles began twitching as the consciousness gathered, shivering.

An unprecedented, true fear of death spread within his heart.

Luo Di had encountered death many times before, but was always prepared, and his essential consciousness would be preserved, stored within his spine.

This time,

he was truly, thoroughly killed from the front.

Be it body, brain, spine… or soul or consciousness, all completely died.

The whole process was indescribable, Luo Di only remembered the cold, only remembered the darkness, only remembered that pure, undiluted fear.

“Is this the feeling of ‘victims’?

The victims whom I once beheaded all felt like this… but they couldn’t have their consciousness anchored ahead like me, couldn’t reset back.

This experience should be considered as the greatest harvest of the great selection till now.

Just didn’t expect the difference to be this vast, talking about going to the Central Prison seems far-fetched, I’m only at the beginning… Once I touch the Prison Director’s arm and truly refine my Divine Status, I mustn’t rush anymore.

Then I’ll return to Hell or school, to deeply settle down for a period, years, decades, until I’m qualified or danger comes.”

Luo Di struggled to lift his body, even maintaining the simplest [sitting posture] was extremely difficult.

The remnants of death still spread, making the just-reset body feel extremely unfamiliar, causing his consciousness to be extraordinarily cold, needing the help of his body to slowly warm up.

However.

Luo Di was not in a hurry at all, reluctantly maintained the sitting posture, and then didn’t make any other moves. His heart, calmed down by death.

His slightly clouded eyes looked ahead,

yet it was a place he had been to before, only it had changed quite a bit.

[Maze]

The maze at the deepest corner, once Luo Di arrived here by accident with “Tunnel Creation”, supported by Gust’s spatial lubrication, his consciousness had come here.

At the center of this maze lay the Prison Director’s arm, the end point of this great selection.

But the plague once seen lurking in the maze, was now completely gone.

Luo Di looked at the clean and tidy old maze before him, thinking: “It seems the plague that was once here was just a means of defense, ensuring no entity approaches outside of selection periods.

Now that the great selection has commenced, those dangerous plagues have been recalled into the body of the Prison Director’s subordinate.

Next, if there are no additional rules supplemented, crossing the maze to reach the center should suffice.

In the process, as I approach the Prison Director’s arm, the origin of all this, I should gradually enter the state, there shouldn’t be much danger, nor any conflict burst.

Phew… finally, it’s come to this point.”

Luo Di knew the final answer lay ahead, he only needed to follow the maze path in his memory to uncover the mystery, to step onto the divine ladder.

Yet he was not in a hurry at all.

Instead, he closed his eyes, meticulously revisiting his experiences at the bar, those unique moments, likely never to be experienced again.

He could feel this experience was quite important, must be engraved deeply within, must be remembered always…

Hours earlier.

Black Gate Bar, slaughter chamber.

This chamber could restore the corresponding movie scene based on the murderer’s essence, allowing Luo Di to “fulfill his dreams” in a way.

Five consecutive death battles had ended,

Luo Di sat on a small stone on the shores of Crystal Lake, white hair flowing, upper body exposed.

Multiple cuts of varying shapes fell on his back, while he breathed heavily, a nearly exaggerated smile erupted from the corner of his mouth, even slightly resembling a joke.

Having personally killed all the “idols”,

Standing at the pinnacle of the Black Door,

Even though Luo Di never directly desired this before, he was now overjoyed, feeling an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.

Not just the realization of dreams, but a sense of supremacy!

Phew… phew…

Every heavy breath carried excitement,

Luo Di could feel the divinity within him was condensing, the movie field he specialized in was becoming more real, rewinding of tapes becoming more proficient, applicable to more scenarios.

Desire surged,

Luo Di even felt he was ready to climb the steps, already qualified to interact with the Prison Director’s arm, with great prospects of being directly chosen.

“Once I refine my Divine Status, I can attempt to leave Earth, to travel outside! Like Emperor Mura, to witness more landscapes, to challenge higher strongmen.

I have this potential, I have this ability.

I will step into the Central Prison shortly and resolve everything.”

As Luo Di’s breathing gradually calmed, as his excitement slowly faded.

A young man in a pitch-black suit slowly walked out from the woods by Crystal Lake,

listening to the footsteps,

Luo Di knew very well that the final showdown had arrived.

He had gotten enough rest and was confident to face this mysterious bartender, even if he couldn’t defeat him, he could at least inflict some severe damage on this direct subordinate of the Prison Director.

He didn’t even turn around, just looked at his reflection in the water to see behind him.

Surprisingly, the bartender had brought nothing, seemingly intending to face this final Black Gate duel empty-handed.

Although Luo Di wanted to say something, he swallowed his words. Since the bartender had approached like this, he must have been prepared.

“Shall we begin, senior?”

As Luo Di posed the question, his right hand gripped the hilt of his blade, exhaling a slow mist from his mouth.

“Anytime…”

At the moment of receiving the reply.

Moonlight descended.

Luo Di stepped with extreme confidence, moving backwards under the moon, instantly closing in on the bartender who had just emerged from the woods.

Backwards, beheading!

At the moment of sheathing his blade,

the scar of moonlight appeared on the opponent’s body.

Strangely, there was no spurt of blood, nor any wound, as if the bartender had dodged it.

Luo Di realized something was wrong, quickly “rewinding,” reshooting the sequence of the slash.

He returned to the bartender, aimed at the body, and struck earnestly!

Yet it was the same,

though the moon’s scar passed, the opponent was not hurt at all. The bartender just kept his hands in his pockets, as if nothing had happened.

“What’s going on…”

Luo Di rewound three times in succession, reaching his current limit. No matter how he rewound or slashed, he couldn’t harm the bartender.

The film scene was forcibly removed.

Back in the bar’s private room, the bartender still stood there with hands in pockets, motionless.

Luo Di suddenly realized something, taking out the film reel he shot earlier, examining it frame by frame, and finally, he saw something.

At the very beginning of the reel,

in the moment Luo Di sat on the stone stool asking if they should start, and the bartender responded.

There was a very vague frame, where the bartender seemed to be standing behind him, gently waving his hand.

Casually,

beheading.

When Luo Di discovered this vague frame, he felt a chill spread within his body.

He suddenly touched his neck, a ring of slash marks was slowly appearing.

It was as if because he realized he was beheaded, the slash marks appeared on his neck.

At the same time,

the bartender’s voice came: “Not bad, I indeed didn’t misjudge you… Even before truly becoming divine, you could perceive my beheading. You are indeed remarkable and qualified to complete this grand selection.

Take this opportunity to truly feel the silence of death.

You are still young, the desire deep in your soul is easily nurtured by the breeding ground of slaughter. As a ‘victim’, appreciate it well. Occasionally taking the other perspective will benefit you.”

“Senior…”

Luo Di wanted to say something more but found his head slipped from his neck, his hands powerless to stop it.

Consciousness like grains of wheat sinking into the black sea, where numerous dead drifted, many of whom had been slain by Luo Di.

At this moment, he was so insignificant, all of it became meaningless.

However…

Luo Di suddenly thrashed about in the black sea, as if he wanted to swim to an island, wanting to leave here. Even if his consciousness sank irreversibly, his instincts still longed to survive.

Furiously beating, even creating “noise” in the silent world of death.

…

In the private room,

As the bartender prepared to turn and leave, he suddenly frowned! Looking sharply at the beheaded corpse on the ground.

The Luo Di who should have been completely dead, twitched slightly, his fingers seemed to dig into the ground.

This was the first time he had seen such a scene.

Striking again, slicing the body into pieces, only then did everything become completely still.

“…In that case, it’s really worth staking all my bets.”