65: Chapter 65 Deadly Thousand Kills

"Master, ten million has been credited to both your virtual account and your Federation account."

After declining Xie Wei's invitation to have lunch together, he had just returned home and hadn't even opened the door when he heard Yu Mo's notification.

"Why does it feel like the more I spend, the more money I have?"

Chen Mo made a rather shameless exclamation, opened the door, and headed towards the quiet room.

A few minutes later, inside the Plague Divine Domain.

At this moment, the Divine Domain was covered by a massive shadow.

It was a giant floating island, quietly drifting in the void above the Divine Domain, firmly bound by the domain's inherent gravity, unable to break free.

A divine kingdom fragment!

In fact, the moment Chen Mo threw it into the Divine Domain, the divine kingdom fragment had already regained its true form and was tightly 'grasped' by the 'gluttonous' Little Plague.

"Alright, 'nibble' slowly, no one is going to fight you for it."

Watching the edges of the divine kingdom fragment crumbling bit by bit, Chen Mo couldn't help but tease.

"Tastes good, love eating it, want more."

A tender and stubborn thought came from the edge of the divine kingdom fragment; there was no doubt, it was our 'frenzied eater,' Her Highness Little Plague.

Actually, Chen Mo hadn't expected Blue Cave to be so generous, providing such a large divine kingdom fragment as just the second-stage resources.

This was a Divine Kingdom, after all. Even though most of its 'nutrition' had dissipated on its own when the Divine Kingdom's will collapsed, a broken ship still has three pounds of nails left, as they say.

If Little Plague could finish 'eating' this fragment, which was nearly half the size of the Divine Domain, the Fifth-Tier Divine Domain shouldn't be far off.

"This fellow..."

Chen Mo shook his head, feeling both exasperated and amused, then looked up and instructed, "Don't forget to share some with the Jikai Race."

"Okay... okay!"

The tender thought came again, and only then did Chen Mo leave with peace of mind.

When he reappeared, he had returned to the real world through the gate of the divine domain, holding four more cards that shimmered with a faint Laws' charm.

divine art cards, and four extremely high-quality Third-Tier Divine Art cards at that.

For a demigod, a divine art card wasn't necessarily better just because its tier was higher.

It wasn't that the effects weren't good, but rather the utilization rate.

Like the first divine art card Chen Mo used, the Fourth-Tier Tree Realm of Life; to be honest, he really had been somewhat wasteful back then.

But then again, for him at that time, using the Tree Realm of Life in the Divine Domain was indeed the best choice.

"In terms of quality, the one the academy gave me is actually not inferior to the dual-law divine art card from Blue Cave. This was... deliberately prepared for me by the Dean."

Comparing the four divine art cards one by one, Chen Mo raised an eyebrow slightly.

Low-tier divine art cards corresponding to High-Order Laws were already hard to find, let alone such famous low-tier divine arts.

"It seems even the Dean and Old Duan didn't think I could beat Ye Kaige back then."

Chen Mo chuckled twice, then pointed and shattered the divine art card specifically given to the 'Monthly Exam Runner-up'—himself.

In an instant, countless points of light transformed from the divine art drifted toward Chen Mo, and he once again entered the 'familiar' state of epiphany.

"You have entered a state of epiphany!"

"Epiphany starting, current completion: 0.95%."

...

Accompanied by the familiar notification sound, Chen Mo's consciousness once again fell into a certain profound and mysterious state.

When he opened his eyes again, he couldn't help but be stunned.

It wasn't that he hadn't experienced divine art illusions before, but...

Chen Mo looked at the figure dressed in black not far away, his expression as strange as could be.

For once, he was no longer a bystander, but the enemy of the creator.

"For my divine art, there is only ever one best way to learn."

The black-clothed man with a blurred face spoke slowly, his tone wild and unrestrained, different from all the creators Chen Mo had encountered before.

"Have you... experienced Death?"

Chen Mo, unable to move his entire body, had a face full of black lines. What a coincidence! He actually had experienced it.

"It's fine if you haven't, because today..."

Chen Mo: "..."

Although he was somewhat speechless, to be honest, Chen Mo still felt a lot of respect for this black-clothed man who was currently acting all cool.

Yes, even without seeing his face, Chen Mo still recognized this person—or rather, many Students who knew the academy's history recognized him.

Frenzied Swallow!

Wild in name, and even wilder in person.

Three thousand eight hundred years ago, he was a super genius who emerged from Lanshi City, and the greatest pride of Lanshan First God Academy.

But he... died!

He died at the end of his pursuit of the path to becoming a Main God.

Chen Mo wasn't too clear on the specific details, but he guessed the man had ventured into some dangerous land, and then there was no 'then' anymore.

"In the past, some Students called Frenzied Swallow an ungrateful wolf, saying he never returned to Lanshi City after graduating from The Stars, but rumors are just rumors."

For any god, creating a divine art card was a form of wear and tear on their own comprehension of the Laws.

Since he had sent this card to Lanshan First God Academy, it proved he wasn't someone who forgot his roots.

"Maybe I can find an opportunity to ask the Dean."

Chen Mo thought secretly, while Frenzied Swallow, who had been posing for a long time, finally finished his lecture.

He looked at Chen Mo, whose consciousness was possessed within the enemy, and nodded slowly.

"I don't know who you are, but since the Dean was willing to give this card to you, it proves you have the qualification to learn my divine art. Remember, its name is..."

"No, don't, I don't want to die! Frenzied Swallow, for the sake of our four years at the High Academy, spare me! I really don't want to die!"

'Chen Mo' spoke, or rather, the 'unlucky fellow' he was possessing spoke.

"Shut up, you bastard. All traitors to humanity deserve to die. I only hate that I am not a Supreme Being, otherwise, I would definitely drag out the 'vermin' behind you and wipe them out completely."

Frenzied Swallow's gaze was extremely cold, like the dead of winter.

"I didn't want this either! Were you there when I was captured by the Zerg on the front lines? You weren't! What's wrong with me wanting to stay alive?"

'Chen Mo' screamed at the top of his lungs, seemingly wanting to voice all the 'grievances' in his heart.

"That... is no excuse for you to betray the Federation and desert the human race of the Main World."

Frenzied Swallow took a deep breath, and the ball of surging divine art radiance in his right hand instantly illuminated the entire world.

"Thousand Kills Death!"

Frenzied Swallow's voice was like a tolling funeral bell that made Chen Mo's eardrums ache with pain.

But the pain of this moment was simply not worth mentioning compared to the pain he was about to endure next.

Death was like the wind.

Slicing, lingering execution!

Both soul and body.

At this moment, Chen Mo wanted to die, and the person he was possessing wanted to die even more.

This was no divine art; it was clearly a form of torture reserved for 'sworn enemies.'

"Deadly, Ten Kills, Hundred Kills, and Thousand Kills are the Death divine arts I created at the Third, Fifth, Seventh, and Ninth Revolutions respectively. The power of Thousand Kills can rival the Fourth-Tier. I have deliberately lowered the power; experience it well."

Hearing Frenzied Swallow's words, Chen Mo, who was being 'tortured,' instinctively looked up.

He wasn't sure if it was an illusion, but he felt the other person was smiling—the kind of smile that was very happy.

Damn it!

No one had ever told him that this number one genius from Lanshi City was a black-bellied sadist!

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