118: Chapter 118 Fifth-Order Imposter

On the city wall, a sharp glint flashed in Chu Tianye's eyes.

"Pass down my order!"

His voice resounded across the city wall like a great bronze bell.

"Full army, counterattack!"

"Kill—!!!"

An earth-shaking roar answered him.

The Jiang City defenders had been suppressed for too long; from the moment the beast tide besieged the city, they had been pinned down on the walls, forced to watch helplessly as those fierce beasts rampaged below. Every sortie meant death, and every resistance seemed laughable.

But now, things were different.

Lin Mo had killed that Mountain-Hugging Demon Ape!

That insufferably arrogant Beast King, that mountain pressing down on everyone's heads, had fallen just like that at their hero's feet.

At this moment, the fierce beasts were leaderless, and the beast tide's command system had completely collapsed!

"Brothers! Charge!!"

A Rank Four veteran was the first to leap off the wall, his battle saber glinting coldly in the sunlight.

"I'll clear the way!!"

Countless Awakeners followed close behind, rushing toward the routing beast tide like a flood breaching a dam.

Thirty.

Fifty.

One hundred.

Densely packed figures leaped from the wall, merging into a torrent of steel under the sun.

"Kill—!!!"

The battle cries shook the heavens.

Those beasts, originally incomparably savage, were now fleeing in all directions like a startled flock of sheep.

Without the Beast King's suppression, most of their ferocity had vanished, leaving only primal fear.

The battle turned into a one-sided slaughter.

"Exhilarating!!"

A young Awakener hacked down a beast and let out a long howl toward the sky.

"Hahaha! I've wanted to do this for a long time!!"

His companion laughed as he delivered the finishing blow nearby.

On the city wall, Chu Tianye watched the scene, his heart surging with excitement.

"Good... excellent..."

"In all my years in the military, I've never fought such an exhilarating battle..."

But just as his voice trailed off—

A sudden change occurred!

On the battlefield, the routing beasts suddenly stopped fleeing.

They no longer scattered but slowly parted to form a path.

"What's going on?!"

Someone looked forward in confusion.

Five figures emerged from the beast pack.

These figures appeared human-like, but they exuded an eerie aura.

Mimics!

"It's Mimics!!"

Terrified cries erupted from the city wall.

But even more shocking was that the auras of those five Mimics had all reached Rank Five!

"Rank Five Mimics... five of them?!"

Someone's voice trembled.

"How is that possible?!"

Everyone was stunned.

A Rank Five existence was a powerhouse anywhere.

Yet now, five had appeared all at once!

And their gazes were all locked in the same direction—at Lin Mo, who was standing on the corpse of the Mountain-Hugging Demon Ape!

"Kid."

The leading Mimic spoke, his voice hoarse and cold.

"You really are strange. No wonder Lord Cao told us to test out your trump cards before taking action!"

Lin Mo's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Lord Cao? Cao Shen?!"

He reflexively touched the ring on his hand.

"You're Cao Shen's people?"

Lin Mo's voice was calm.

"Smart."

A cold sneer curled at the corner of the leading Mimic's mouth.

"Unfortunately, smart people often die faster."

"Enough talk!"

Another Mimic interrupted impatiently.

"Attack together! Don't give this kid a chance to breathe; it'll be trouble if he recovers!!"

As the words fell—

The five Mimics moved simultaneously!

Five figures, like specters, closed in on Lin Mo from five different directions.

Swish, swish, swish—!

Black afterimages swept across the battlefield, surrounding Lin Mo.

"Lin Mo!!"

Countless people on the wall cried out in terror.

"Damn it..."

Lin Mo gritted his teeth and retreated rapidly.

But his Spirit was indeed reaching its limit.

In the previous battle, he had unleashed Thunder Dragon Break twice and Hidden Dragon Emerging from the Abyss once; his Spirit was already depleted!

"Hahaha! He really can't use that move again!"

The leading Mimic let out a wild laugh.

"Die!!"

He was the first to reach Lin Mo, his black longsword carrying a biting killing intent as it slashed toward Lin Mo's neck.

This strike contained all the power of a Rank Five expert, enough to slice steel in two!

Lin Mo's pupils constricted.

Just as the blade was about to touch his neck!

"Instant Shadow."

Lin Mo's figure vanished from the spot.

The black blade missed, slashing through empty air.

A second later—

Lin Mo appeared thirty meters away, his chest heaving violently and cold sweat covering his forehead.

"You want to kill me?"

"With just you lot?"

The leading Mimic froze for a moment, his expression turning grim.

"Teleportation?"

"But do you think you can escape like this?"

"We have five Rank Fives; we can wear you down to death!"

He waved his hand.

"Surround him! Don't let him escape!"

The five Mimics moved again.

But this time, they didn't attack recklessly, instead forming a perimeter and slowly closing in on Lin Mo.

Lin Mo's eyes narrowed.

He was right.

His Spirit was indeed nearly exhausted.

An SSS-rank technique like Hidden Dragon Emerging from the Abyss consumed too much; in his current state, he couldn't use it at all.

However...

"Who said I was running?"

A curve formed at the corner of Lin Mo's mouth.

A cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Your goal is to take the ring, right?"

"Then come and try."

As the words fell—

Lin Mo's figure vanished from the spot once more.

"Watch out!"

The leading Mimic shouted.

But it was already too late.

Lin Mo appeared behind one of the Mimics, his battle saber Longyuan carrying a biting killing intent as it slashed toward the back of the creature's neck.

"Seeking death!!"

The Mimic roared and turned to block.

Clang—!!

Sparks flew in all directions.

Lin Mo's attack was blocked, but a smile touched the corner of his mouth.

"Double-Point Strike."

His voice echoed in the air.

A second later—

His figure vanished again, reappearing in another position.

However, as the battle saber sliced through the void, it clearly hadn't struck the Mimic, yet strangely, a gash over half a meter long suddenly appeared on the creature's body!

"Damn it! What's going on?!"

The Mimic cried out in terror.

He clearly hadn't been hit, yet a saber wound had appeared on him.

"Could it be..."

"A rule-based attack!"

The leading Mimic's pupils shrank.

"The defenses of you Mimics are indeed ridiculously strong!"

The corners of Lin Mo's mouth curled up.

While Instant Shadow didn't provide him with great offensive power, the guaranteed-hit rule of Double-Point Strike ensured his attacks would never miss.

As long as he used this move, even if he hacked at empty air, the final attack would land on the target's body.

This was the terror of a rule-based attack.

The only pity was that the previous strike hadn't managed to kill a Rank Five Mimic.

"Again!"

Lin Mo's figure vanished once more.

A second later!

"Ah—!!"

A Mimic didn't even have time to react before an arm was severed by Longyuan's blade, blood spraying everywhere.

"Attack! Everyone, attack! I don't believe he can keep using this teleportation ability indefinitely!"

The leading Mimic shouted.

However, just then, a figure surged out from the shadows!

"Annoying flies!"

A cold voice echoed across the battlefield.

Then, a slender arm instantly traversed a hundred meters and plunged directly into the chest of the Mimic leader.

Pfft—

A mist of blood exploded.

The body of the Mimic leader was reduced to blood mist in an instant.

He didn't even have time to scream.

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