117: Chapter 117 Lin Mo: Stand still, I’m going to do something big

Lin Mo temporarily recalled the Five Ghost Servants.

During the intense battle just now, the opponent had fought with all their might, which was why they managed to prevent anyone from dying.

They also had an advantage due to some dungeon terrain and mechanisms.

If they were to fight in an open field,

the outcome, who would emerge victorious, was still unknown.

At this moment,

the opponent actually took the initiative to leave their strong defenses and started to taunt:

"Lin Mo of the Human Race! The number one in the dungeon is nothing more than this!"

"Facing our Myriad Races, you can only return in defeat!"

"Lin Mo! I advise you to kneel and surrender! Accept the judgment of our Myriad Races!"

Qi Tianxia, who was leading them, split a mountain with a punch,

displaying the might and strength of the Myriad Races.

"Judgment?"

"No one can judge me, except myself!"

Lin Mo was speechless. Did this alliance of over 200 Heaven's Chosen really think they could win by clashing head-on with him?

They were far too confident.

It seemed these people wanted to die faster.

Then he would grant their wish.

Just as Lin Mo was about to have Shirley place the Wolf Totem,

a powerful force entered the dungeon.

Immediately after, the glory of Yarnam City instantly crushed half of the dungeon.

Countless dark creatures swarmed out from within.

An evil figure appeared on the tallest building of the Yarnam City-State.

Qi Tianxia, who was about to launch an all-out attack, was stunned.

What was happening?

All of the Myriad Races were currently under his command.

There couldn't possibly be any rogue teams.

When the bells of Yarnam rang,

the Myriad Races couldn't help but shiver... This sound was simply too familiar.

During a war of the Myriad Races in the past,

after the bells of Yarnam rang, the hunting hour descended.

At that time, the Human Race sent out 300,000 Heaven's Chosen, causing the Myriad Races to tremble.

But Cain, King of the Blood Clan, led the Myriad Races and slaughtered these 300,000 Heaven's Chosen of the Human Race, leaving no one behind.

Since then, the Human Race gradually declined, no longer enjoying its former prosperity.

Until now... "It's the King of the Blood Clan!"

"The legendary powerful race!"

"A true god has descended!"

"Praise Yarnam, praise Cain!"

...In an instant, the Myriad Races knelt down.

Qi Tianxia, the leader of the Zenithians, knelt on the ground, pointing at Lin Mo in the distance and said:

"Great King of the Blood Clan, the Human Race is now riding on our Myriad Races' heads and shitting!"

Cain's scarlet eyes swept over the kneeling Myriad Races, a cold sneer playing on his lips:

"Trash."

He lightly raised a fingertip, and Qi Tianxia was immediately seized by an invisible force, his throat choked as he was lifted.

"You can't even deal with a human, and you dare to ask this venerable one to act?"

A blood-red throne condensed in the void, and Cain leaned back lazily:

"This venerable one wants to see how much strength you ants..."

He glanced at Lin Mo, a playful glint in his eyes, "can force out of him."

The faces of the Myriad Races turned ashen, realizing then that the King of the Blood Clan had no intention of helping them.

Qi Tianxia struggled in the air, his eyes filled with despair.

The King of the Blood Clan simply didn't want these useless beings.

Unless they could demonstrate their strength.

So, with a ruthless resolve,

he shouted to the vast Myriad Races: "Kill Lin Mo!"

"Witness the power of our Myriad Races!!!"

...Imperial Dragon City.

Jiying Hall... The King of Hell, now relaxed, looked at the treasure in his hand.

He was envisioning humanity breaking through its current evolutionary level.

Becoming a higher-dimensional race.

The future era of prosperity.

And being free from the harassment of the Myriad Races.

His mood was unreservedly joyful.

Until.

Son of Heaven Zhou hastily saluted!

The teacup in the King of Hell's hand shattered with a "crack"!

"Urgent military intelligence!"

Son of Heaven Zhou knelt on one knee, cold sweat beading on his forehead, "An unknown flying object has been discovered on the far side of the moon, and Eagle Country's space station... is gone!"

"Explain clearly!" The King of Hell's black robes billowed.

"It was a blood attack!"

Son of Heaven Zhou's voice trembled, "Surveillance footage shows a flash of blood-red light, and the space station... melted!"

The King of Hell's face instantly turned pale.

Blood attack... This was clearly!

"Sumerian civilization? Impossible!" The King of Hell slammed the table, "Back then, Ancestral Dragon personally led the campaign, and it was clearly already..."

He suddenly froze.

A terrifying thought flashed through his mind.

The words Ancestral Dragon spoke upon his triumphant return from that battle: "That Queen Sumer was just a small minion of the Blood Clan..."

Could it be... "The King of the Blood Clan!" The King of Hell trembled all over, "That old monster has awakened!"

Outside the hall, lightning suddenly flashed and thunder rumbled.

The King of Hell's face was ashen: "It's over... He's here for revenge..."

He knew too well.

Ancestral Dragon's victory back then was entirely due to the secret assistance of Emperor Xuanyuan.

Now... the Human Race was in danger!

...Dungeon, Mickey Mouse Clubhouse.

Dilireba raised a sand wall to block them.

Even so, the powerhouses of the Myriad Realms rushed over like a swarm of carp crossing a river, frantically.

All of them wanted to take Lin Mo's head.

Lin Mo smiled.

Come on, all of you.

Just now, I wanted to lure you out, but you all huddled together.

Like turtles, not moving an inch.

Now you're finally willing to charge over.

Just right for me to catch you all in one swoop.

"Shirley, you can place it now."

The mother wolf Shirley obeyed the order.

She conjured a huge wolf totem from her chest and slammed it heavily onto the ground.

With a thunderous crash.

A powerful energy surged from the center point in all directions.

Lin Mo's Ghost Servant attributes suddenly increased by a large margin!

At the same time.

Queen Sumer, standing behind Cain, King of the Blood Clan, watched as the races of the Myriad Realms continuously attacked Lin Mo's defenses.

Her hand was tightly clasped over her chest.

"Father, your daughter wants to join the battle! If this continues..."

Cain, King of the Blood Clan, snorted coldly.

A blood-red curtain descended, creating spatial isolation.

"Don't worry, I won't let your little lover die."

"I will act at the critical moment."

"However, if he can't hold on immediately, such a person isn't worth saving; he's too weak."

"You will suffer if you follow him later!"

To be honest, King Cain also didn't believe Lin Mo could withstand the current high-spirited Heaven's Chosen of the Myriad Realms.

Originally, the combined strength of the Heaven's Chosen of the Myriad Realms already surpassed Lin Mo by one tier.

Plus his sudden appearance,

it gave the Heaven's Chosen of the Myriad Realms another boost of confidence.

With the veteran general at the helm, there were no taboos.

They would win, they must win, they could definitely win!

Therefore, Cain, King of the Blood Clan, currently believed that Lin Mo should be able to hold out against the full assault of the Heaven's Chosen of the Myriad Races for about 5 minutes.

This amount of time, to be honest, Cain was not satisfied with.

If Lin Mo could last 10 minutes, he would be willing to save Lin Mo.

It would be a way to provide his daughter with a partner.

Fulfilling his duty as a father.

However, if Lin Mo couldn't last 10 minutes, then let him die.

Such trash was not worthy of being with his daughter.

Deceiving his daughter's feelings, he deserved to die.

After leaving this Multiverse Battlefield, he would then conveniently re-conquer Blue Star for himself.

Humans, these lowly creatures, were only fit to be sent to farms, like pigs and cattle, to breed and contribute their blood.

To be consumed by the Blood Clan, that was their greatest value...