107: Don't worry, Miss Zhang, I will definitely cure your petrification.

Zhan Hongchen manipulated three golden blades.

Although she was Lin Mo's most powerful Ghost Servant at the moment.

Even so.

This kind of mental exertion was quite rapid.

Soon.

Layers of frost-like sweat condensed on her forehead, crystal clear.

Even her Daoist robe was soaked with sweat, clinging to her body, tightly outlining a pear-shaped curve, perfectly accentuated.

Lin Mo, however, remained motionless, merely counting the time in his heart.

The three swords combined, such powerful suction.

Let alone ordinary people, who would surrender and shake their heads, even Lin Mo himself couldn't endure it for long.

Because Zhan Hongchen was truly risking her life with her mental power.

Needless to say, how could Chief Zuma below not die?

When Lin Mo counted to the 10th second... sure enough.

The three swords let out a crisp hum... followed by a burst of blood mist in the space below their feet.

This blood mist, mixed with dust, began to slowly fall like ashes.

Congratulations! You have slain "Chief Zuma" and gained 1.3 billion experience points.

He's dead.

He glanced out the window.

The ground had been sucked into a large, bare hole.

The strongest in the Multiverse Battlefield was defeated so easily.

Zhan Hongchen also collapsed into Lin Mo's arms at this moment.

She truly lived up to her reputation as the top-ranked in the dungeon.

She certainly had some tricks up her sleeve.

Relying on her petrification skill, which killed anyone who saw it, she could indeed run rampant.

Otherwise.

She wouldn't have exhausted her mental power, nearing complete fatigue.

Her body was utterly exhausted, her legs trembling uncontrollably.

What a pity.

This guy was already a bloody mess.

Unable to be refined by the Tian Yuan Cauldron.

Otherwise.

Perhaps a Medusa's head might have been refined.

Take it out and shine it on others, instant death.

However.

The opponent also dropped a large number of treasures, which greatly improved Lin Mo's mood.

Especially the Zuma Statue.

This set of dungeon components could be inserted into his own dungeon.

And like Chief Zuma's Zuma Statue, it could petrify opponents.

He carefully read the instructions.

If an enemy continuously watches the Zuma Statue for three seconds, they will be completely petrified.

It sounds quite satisfying.

Perhaps he should place it at the entrance of his dungeon.

Guarding it like stone lions.

As soon as enemies enter, he'll ambush a wave first.

It's just that.

He was already the strongest in the dungeon, would anyone still dare to enter his dungeon?

Mickey Mouse Clubhouse: Dungeon component connected.

You currently possess the Zuma Statue; your body will be permanently strengthened, immune to petrification effects, and you can instantly dispel teammates' petrification effects.

Oh.

There's also this kind of enhancement, alright.

He wouldn't be afraid of such petrification skills anymore.

Yazi, pulling the carriage, landed on the ground, panting heavily; the battle just now had scared him out of his wits.

Now his dragon body was limp with fear, clearly unable to move.

Since Lin Mo was also tired of lying on the large bed, he opened the car door and jumped down.

As soon as he got down, he saw three people rushing towards him.

All three of them had blonde hair and blue eyes.

The one in the middle had long, wavy blonde hair, but her chest, back, and one arm were completely petrified.

There was a kind of unconventional beauty, like the art statue Venus.

The two men on either side immediately knelt down.

Their heads touching the ground.

Thank you, Lin Mo of the East, for your timely rescue!

Oh, you are the Western Human Race, there's no need to kneel.

The two of them didn't want to kneel, but Lin Mo was too powerful, especially the Ghost Servants behind him, each exuding a powerful aura.

They forcefully pressed their limp, noodle-like legs down.

Please save Joan of Arc; when Chief Zuma was pursuing your carriage just now, she stepped in to block him, and now half her body is petrified.

The two kowtowed again.

After all, Joan of Arc was their strongest combat force in the West.

If she perished.

The West would not see such an outstanding prodigy for a hundred, or even a thousand years.

Hades had specifically instructed them regarding such a valuable combat force.

Lin Mo didn't know that Hades had made considerable concessions to protect this person.

She must not die!

Alright, I will cure her petrification.

Lin Mo didn't care much about such a small matter.

Inside the carriage, the two sat facing each other... "Lady, I apologize for the intrusion in order to break the petrification."

Lin Mo cupped his fists in greeting, his expression very humble.

At this moment, Joan of Arc's neck to her mouth was also completely petrified.

Her glossy vermilion lips had become dull... Only her pair of bright blue eyes still sparkled with vitality.

Her mind was also in thought... "Lin Mo, I trust you..."

Lin Mo extended his palm... and so, she tightly closed her eyes... A hundred miles away, on the middle layer of Mount Olympus.

Blood Wolf Bart, the second-ranked individual who had been hiding deep in the mountains, stared at Lin Mo in the distance with his orange-yellow blood-red eyes.

Originally, he was seventh, and he had continuously slain opponents, now reaching the second rank.

Lin Mo actually killed the first-ranked, a prodigy of the human race, not to be underestimated!

He had just managed to climb to the middle layer of Mount Olympus by taking advantage of the mutual struggle between the two sides.

He had originally thought that the two sides would fight fiercely, and even if Chief Zuma couldn't win.

At least he would remain undefeated.

The two sides would be entangled in a chase, fighting for at least three days and three nights.

Three and a half months would also be acceptable.

But he hadn't expected.

In less than half an hour.

The war was over.

His original plan to take the opportunity to climb to the top of the mountain and gain an opportunity was also thwarted.

He was incredibly depressed.

Chief Zuma is truly an empty name, to be slain by an unknown human, what a waste!

But just then.

A piece of rubble under his foot suddenly shook.

Immediately after, that piece of rubble suddenly bounced up, piercing through the werewolf's chest.

In an instant.

Blood flowed freely from the werewolf's mouth.

What the f*ck!

Fortunately, he had infinite regeneration, which prevented him from being instantly killed.

He used his blood-colored claws to dig at the stone inside his body.

Don't move around, I can activate petrification power at any time to petrify you!

The stone in his chest grunted.

This voice.

Immediately made Blood Wolf Bart tremble all over in shock.

You are Chief Zuma!?

Weren't you already killed by Lin Mo!?

Mind your own business.

You don't have much time left; head northwest now, there's a treasure land there, quickly cultivate, you still have a chance to kill Lin Mo, if you stay on the mountain any longer, you will also die!

Why are you telling me this!?

Because I want revenge on Lin Mo!? Hurry!

Blood Wolf Bart was on the verge of tears at this moment; at the foot of the mountain was the powerful Lin Mo.

He had originally thought that climbing to the top of the mountain offered a slim chance of reversal.

But then he was possessed by the remnant of Chief Zuma.

If he didn't obey.

He would be petrified on the spot.

Now he could only obey, leaping down towards the southwest.

Like a bloody afterimage, he quickly left Mount Olympus... "Why am I so unlucky!"

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