363: The Valkyrie's promise: everyone smuggled in!

"Clap, clap, clap."

Crisp applause rang out in the deathly silent hall.

The woman in red armor, who had been standing as straight as a javelin, opened her eyes.

Her eyes were pure golden slit pupils, devoid of human emotion, containing only two burning golden flames.

With her movement, a wave of scorching heat spread from her as the center, causing the air itself to distort slightly from the high temperature.

Long Xiya.

This Valkyrie of the Long family was scrutinizing Su Mo with a critical gaze.

"Decisive in killing, ruthless in action."

Long Xiya's voice was slightly raspy, carrying a metallic magnetism.

"Although you are a bit arrogant, you do have the capital to be so."

She took a step with her long legs, her combat boots making dull thuds on the alloy floor as she walked up to Su Mo step by step.

The terrifying pressure belonging to a LV99 Demigod bore down on Su Mo's face like a volcano about to erupt.

Shen Yanbing, behind Su Mo, subconsciously gripped the corner of his clothes. Even Rose and Samantha felt their breathing hitch, instinctively wanting to enter combat mode.

Su Mo kept his hands in his pockets, gazing at the giantess—oh no, the Valkyrie—standing half a head taller than him.

This physique... she truly deserves to be a martial artist.

It is simply the pinnacle of violent aesthetics.

"You are Su Mo."

Long Xiya stopped three steps away from Su Mo.

"My sister... Long Kuier, has mentioned you a few times."

"Oh?"

Su Mo raised an eyebrow, his expression becoming mischievous.

"Is that little girl bad-mouthing me behind my back? Did she say I stole her kills, or that I'm a scumbag?"

A corner of Long Xiya's cold, beautiful face twitched slightly.

"She said... you are a jerk."

"But also... a good person."

Long Xiya's scorching aura receded slightly. "Last time in the dungeon, if you hadn't acted, she might have died. And you even gave her such a precious [tear stone]."

"The Long family has noted this favor."

Speaking of which, Long Xiya's golden eyes stared directly at Su Mo, her tone solemn.

"I don't like owing people. This time, entering the 'Contest of Ten Thousand Nations' dungeon, if we encounter a fatal crisis..."

She paused and extended a finger encased in red armor.

"I will act to save you once."

"To offset the favor of you saving Kuier."

As soon as these words came out, Thunder Breaks Heaven and Ye Wuhen were shocked.

Who is Long Xiya?

She is a notoriously lone wolf!

On the battlefield, she only kills and never buries; let alone saving people, it's already a miracle if she doesn't burn her own teammates to ash with her dragon breath.

Now, she actually voluntarily promised to save Su Mo once?

This is giving him way too much face!

Su Mo's reaction, however, made everyone's jaws drop again.

"Save me?"

"Beautiful Long, you're calculating quite well, aren't you?"

"Trying to pay off such a big favor with a single action?"

Long Xiya frowned slightly: "Then what do you want?"

"I'm a rather vulgar person."

Su Mo shrugged, his gaze unscrupulously sweeping over her crimson armor, finally resting on her heroic face.

"Compared to such an ethereal 'life-saving grace,' I prefer something more practical."

"For example..."

Su Mo lowered his voice, his tone flippant, "If we really encounter danger, we could stage a 'beauty saving the hero' scene, and maybe throw in a marriage proposal or something... I think that would be nice."

"What do you say? Lady Valkyrie?"

"..."

The hall fell into a deathly silence once again.

The half-piece of iron biscuit in Thunder Breaks Heaven's mouth dropped directly to the floor.

The dagger in Ye Wuhen's hand almost cut his own finger.

Even the usually calm Lin Wan held her forehead, wearing a desperate expression that said, "I knew it would be like this."

This is Long Xiya!

The madwoman known as the "Human Tyrannosaurus"!

You actually dare to flirt with her in public?!

Long Xiya clearly hadn't expected Su Mo to be so bold.

She was stunned for two seconds, and a visible blush quickly appeared on her cold, beautiful face—it was from anger.

"You... want to die?"

Boom!

A burst of flame aura, even more violent than before, erupted from her. Her long hair danced wildly without wind, and the dragon spear in her hand hummed with a thirst for blood.

Before she could even make a move.

Behind Su Mo, several equally troublesome gazes shot over.

"Hey, hey, hey! Seducing our husband right in front of us? Do you have no shame?"

Rose was the first to object, spinning her flame broadsword wildly, looking very annoyed.

Irina also snorted coldly, golden light flashed in her hand, and her longbow was already in her grip:

"This man has a sharp tongue, but he's not someone you can just bully."

Shen Yufu elegantly pulled her shawl, her tone gentle, but her words were full of thorns:

"Miss Long, everyone is going to compete, don't be so hot-headed. Besides, our Su Mo is just joking. You're lighting fires and drawing spears—isn't that a bit lacking in a sense of humor?"

Even the little coward Shen Yanbing gathered her courage, tugged on Su Mo's arm, and muttered softly:

"Su Mo... please restrain yourself... save that... for when we get home..."

Looking at this group of top-tier beauties protecting their man, the flames on Long Xiya were forced back.

She took a deep look at Su Mo, finally snorted coldly, put away her dragon spear, and turned to walk to the side.

"Slippery tongue."

"I hope that once we enter the dungeon, your strength is as hard as your mouth."

"That's a given."

Su Mo shrugged nonchalantly, turning to wink at his women.

"How was it? Was I cool just now?"

The women all rolled their eyes in unison.

"Alright, stop joking around."

Lin Wan glanced at the communicator on her wrist, her expression becoming serious. "Time is up, the teleportation channel is about to open."

"Everyone, do a final check of your equipment."

As soon as Lin Wan finished speaking, the floor in the center of the hall suddenly split open.

A massive, hexagram teleportation array emitting a ghostly blue light rose up.

The fluctuation that distorted space made everyone present feel a palpitation.

"Su Mo."

Lin Wan walked to Su Mo's side and whispered a reminder, "The dungeon rule detection is very strict. Except for Yan, who has the contestant qualification, the others..."

She glanced at Rose, Irina, and the others, her eyes full of worry.

They signed a contract with Su Mo, but no one knew if they could deceive the so-called "God-level rules."

"Don't worry."

Su Mo raised the corner of his mouth slightly and turned to face his "team."

He raised his right hand, and in the center of his palm, the black mark representing the power of the Lord of the Underworld lit up.

"Little ones, time to get on board."

"Since we're going to crash the party, we need to change our entrance."

"Underworld Space, open!"

Boom—!

The void behind Su Mo suddenly split open, and a pitch-black, deep, massive vortex that seemed to connect to another dimension appeared out of thin air.

There was no death aura inside, but rather a strange fluctuation of rules.

"Go on in, my beloved concubines."

Su Mo made a gentlemanly "please" gesture. "It might be a bit crowded inside, but it's safe. When we arrive, I'll let you out to get some air."

"Tch, who cares about getting air? As long as I can fight, it's fine!" Rose was the first to rush in, her figure instantly disappearing into the vortex.

"Husband Su Mo, remember to let me out early!" Luo Xiaorou made a face and jumped in too.

Samantha, Qin Lan, Xiao Wu...

Each of them, goddesses who were looked up to in daily life, now crawled into that black hole without hesitation, just like returning to their own home.

Finally, Irina walked to the vortex, looked back at Su Mo, and snorted haughtily:

"Remember what you said, don't make me wait too long."

After finishing, she also disappeared into the darkness.

In just a few seconds.

The lively group was reduced to just Su Mo and the bewildered Shen Yanbing.

"This... what kind of method is this?!"

Thunder Breaks Heaven's eyes were almost popping out of their sockets.

Storing living people?

He actually brought people in like equipment?!

Ye Wuhen also had an expression of seeing a ghost; this completely exceeded his understanding of the "Summoner" class.

Even the always aloof Long Xiya was looking at Su Mo with a face full of shock.

"Don't look at me like that."

Su Mo clapped his hands, the massive black vortex slowly closed, and finally turned into a streak of light that drilled back into his palm.

He grabbed the still-dazed Shen Yanbing and grinned at the stunned "teammates" around him:

"Standard procedure, no need to be impressed."

"Anyway... shouldn't we be heading out?"

"If we're late, those foreigners will think we're afraid."

After finishing, he didn't wait for anyone to react, hugged Shen Yanbing, and was the first to step onto the ghostly blue teleportation array.

Hum—!

Light shot up into the sky.

The Xia Kingdom team, minus... two dead weights, assembled and ready to depart!