43: Chapter 43 First Battle

"Start!"

As the number distribution was completed, everyone had been teleported to the floating island corresponding to their respective numbers.

"You have three minutes of preparation time. Once time is up, the match will automatically begin."

The voice of Duan Fei resounded in the ears of every Student who entered the floating island.

"It's actually you!"

Zhao Ling looked at Chen Mo in surprise, holding the "No. 9" number plate in his hand.

"During the last Weekly Exam, I was very curious about how you managed to break through to the fourth stage." As Zhao Ling spoke, a gate of the divine domain appeared before him.

"You'll know if you try." Chen Mo smiled.

Facing Chen Mo's confident attitude, Zhao Ling didn't care at all.

Indeed, he had only ranked 11th in the last Weekly Exam, but he didn't feel that he was weaker than Chen Mo.

The reason was simple: including himself, almost all the Students suspected that Chen Mo had used some kind of secret technique to overdraw the potential of his dependents.

And in his understanding, such secret techniques were never long-lasting and would greatly shorten the lifespan of the dependents themselves.

With the terrifying time flow rate of the divine domain, the dependents in the opponent's hands might be almost dead.

"Let's see how long you can keep talking tough."

Zhao Ling sneered, and one by one, orcs wearing blood-colored armor and holding spears, swords, and axes immediately walked out of the gate of the divine domain.

Judging by their aura, they were all Rank 2, but the number was not large, only less than fifty.

However, Zhao Ling had some ability to get 11th place in the last assessment; besides these Rank 2 orc warriors, there were nearly a thousand Rank 1 orc grunts.

The orc legion, orderly and formed into military formations, indeed looked quite impressive, but that was all.

"Wait, this is..."

Zhao Ling's action of commanding his dependents suddenly paused, and he looked at the gate of the divine domain in front of Chen Mo in disbelief.

They were still Lickers, but even setting aside the five leading Rank 3 Lickers, the nearly five hundred Rank 2 Lickers made Zhao Ling feel desperate.

"With 9600 Blood Beasts as nutrients for mutation, it only increased by this much? However..."

Chen Mo looked at the Licker legion in front of him, and a curve couldn't help but form at the corner of his mouth.

Because after all the Lickers walked out of the gate of the divine domain, the gate of the divine domain not only did not disappear, but it expanded by more than double, and the diameter reached six meters.

Logically speaking, Lickers, which walk in a crouching state, do not need such a large space at all, so there was only one explanation!

"Thump... Thump... Thump!"

A dull sound of footsteps rang out, and the moment the figure appeared, all the Lickers that had walked out earlier consciously lay on the ground.

It was a humanoid creature nearly six meters tall, covered with hard, blood-colored muscle masses, bald, with blood-red eyes.

"Divine Lord."

The huge figure immediately came before Chen Mo and knelt on one knee.

Dependent: Mutated Species · Tyrant { Secondary Mutation, Intelligent Creature. }

Rating: Commander-

Rank: 33 { Extraordinary Rank 3 }

Strength 60, Speed 41, Spirit 37

Abilities: [Flesh Overload]: Burn flesh to enter an overload state, Strength +20, Speed +20. [Flesh Regeneration]: Powerful recovery and Life force, eliminating all vital points.

Faith Rank: Fanatic

Special Status: [Mutation] { Completion Count: 2, Third Mutation Progress: 8.77% } [Note: In the mutation state, the data of the Mutated Species will continuously "rise" with the mutation value until it "evolves" again.}

That's right, under the catalysis of 9600 Blood Beasts, not only did two more Rank 3 Lickers appear, but a Rank 3 Tyrant that had completed its "evolution" ahead of schedule was also born.

Although it was not a special mutant like the "Tyrant of Strength," the Commander- rating was enough to make it look down on dependents of the same Rank.

"Go!"

"Yes, Divine Lord!"

The Tyrant slowly stood up, and those Lickers kneeling on the ground also stood up in unison.

Hundreds of blood-colored eyes stared at the thousands of orcs as if looking at "food," and then...

"I... I surrender!"

Zhao Ling gritted his teeth, but he knew very well that this was the most rational decision.

"Don't want your dependents to get hurt?"

Chen Mo's mouth curled up slightly, and he raised his hand to call a stop to the Tyrant that was preparing to charge forward.

And the moment the Tyrant stopped, all the Mutated Species stopped in unison like soldiers following orders.

Mutated Species with a leader and Mutated Species without a leader are two completely different creatures.

Chen Mo understood this very well, and the alien True God who was surrounded and killed by his Mutated Species in his past Life also understood this point.

As for why Zhao Ling didn't even dare to fight, it was simple: just one battle would not determine the final ranking, and Zhao Ling still had to fight in the loser's bracket later.

"Don't let me run into you in the Unrestricted Arena."

After Zhao Ling dropped what he considered a harsh threat, he and his dependents were teleported out of the floating island.

"Unrestricted Arena?"

Chen Mo couldn't help but chuckle.

It is worth mentioning that Duan Fei, who had been paying attention to Chen Mo, couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Old Duan, what's so funny!"

Qin Feihu, who was also acting as a referee, looked at Duan Fei in confusion.

"It's nothing, I just think the current Students are all quite brave." Duan Fei laughed it off.

Li Chengsheng had sternly warned him about Chen Mo's situation, forbidding him from spreading it around.

In fact, even if Li Chengsheng hadn't said anything, Duan Fei knew what to do.

Although the Federation has been doing its best to crack down on those alien gods who have infiltrated the Main World, as well as the "human traitors" who have been bought and seduced by alien races.

But as long as this behavior still exists, it means there are still "scourges" that haven't been rooted out.

And one of the biggest uses of these scourges is to find the Geniuses in the Main World who have not yet grown up and strangle them in the cradle.

If Chen Mo were just an ordinary A-Rank, Li Chengsheng might not have been so careful.

After all, those "scourges" were also planted in the Main World by hostile civilizations at a great cost, and the value of each one is not inferior to an ordinary "Main God."

Trading a Main God for an A-Rank Genius who might grow into a Main God—only a fool would do such a deal.

The targets of those "human traitors" and "alien gods" are the true Prodigies who might grow to another level.

And S-Rank is precisely one of the criteria by which these human traitors and alien gods judge.

Although Chen Mo, who is a pseudo S-Rank, would not become a primary target, being careful is always the right thing to do.