182: Zhang Shu fell and the monkeys scattered

The Lord of Mysteries turned off the sky screen and fell into deep thought.

The High-Tier Battlefield was their lost paradise.

Since the beginning of time, no one had ever broken through it.

As for those powerhouses who constantly sought to ascend, and the Myriad Races who were constantly growing stronger, they were all perceived as threats.

How to eliminate these threats?

If they were allowed to grow wildly and unchecked, they would eventually threaten the safety of their own race.

Therefore, they gathered all the powerhouses of the Myriad Races from across the world.

They told them there was a path to godhood, a path to the heavens.

That path involved mutual slaughter on the Multiverse Battlefield, with the victors constantly ascending and breaking through.

Reaching the High-Tier Battlefield was equivalent to stepping onto the Stairway to Heaven.

These individuals would then be qualified to share all the resources of the universe and become true gods, ruling for countless eons.

Of course, this was all a grand illusion painted by the Lord of Mysteries and his ilk.

How could power, status, and control over everything be shared with others?

They merely selected these exceptional seeds, made them kill each other, and eliminated the threats.

Until only one remained.

Then, they could either act personally or find someone to do it for them.

In this way, the threat disappeared.

Through countless cycles of the Multiverse Battlefield, they had eliminated innumerable ambitious powerhouses.

And the right they granted to various races to enter the Multiverse Battlefield was continuously praised and extolled by the Myriad Races.

Now, the rise of the Human Race was incredibly fast.

Lin Mo was a new threat.

He was just one step away from breaking through the final battlefield.

"Notify the other Cryptic Beings; I want to set up a feast of slaughter.

This feast will only have one invitation, and that is for Lin Mo."

After notifying his black-stockinged, long-legged secretary Cryptic Beings, the Lord of Mysteries closed the door.

Now, he had to make arrangements.

"You have successfully killed 'Demonic God. Creation Saint God' and gained 400 billion experience points."

"Congratulations! You have obtained: Chuangsheng Divine Key."

"Congratulations! You have obtained: Divine King's Armor."

"Congratulations! You have obtained: Divine King's Knowledge."

"Congratulations! You have obtained: Holy Light Codex."

"Congratulations! You have obtained: Divine King's Homeland."

...It was another day of massive loot.

Due to the deathmatch status, the drop rate was increased by 1000%.

"It's finally over..."

"Multiverse Battlefield: The Other Shore Divine Tree's vitality has vanished, and it has withered.

No race can obtain other shore divine flowers from it anymore."

"Multiverse Battlefield: Newcomers advancing to the Mid-Level Battlefield will also no longer be able to activate the Other Shore Divine Tree's flowering effect."

The King of the Blood Clan flapped his wings and shouted, "Creation Saint God is dead! Sons of the Blood Clan, kill all these birdmen!"

Uncle Nine wielded his peach wood sword and led the Human Race army in a charge, "Keep advancing! Today, we will capture all the cities!"

Immediately, battle cries shook the heavens, and the allied forces of the two races surged like a tide towards the Holy Nation's last line of defense.

Flee!!!

Leaderless, the Founding Saint Army could only retreat.

Their morale was completely gone.

However, even as they fled to the rear, the Sheng Ling Army pressed in from behind.

They were caught between two enemies, with no way to ascend to the heavens or descend to the earth.

One by one, they threw down their armor and surrendered, clutching their heads.

The King of the Blood Clan was overjoyed.

He came before Lin Mo. "Lord Lin Mo! Your martial arts are truly peerless; you have helped our Blood Clan avenge a sea of blood!"

"From now on, our Blood Clan will forever follow your lead and obey your commands!"

Lin Mo chuckled.

"I still prefer your uninhibited tone when you used to call me 'son-in-law'..."

The King of the Blood Clan lowered his head and replied awkwardly, "Before, I was blind and ignorant of your strength, and I offended you.

You are magnanimous; it was I who wronged you!"

"You may kill me as you please!!!"

The King of the Blood Clan knelt and saluted.

Lin Mo told him to get up.

Although the other party wasn't his father-in-law, he was half a father-in-law.

By seniority, he was half his father.

Was he really that arrogant now?

Making his half father-in-law kneel.

Seeing that Lin Mo wasn't pursuing the matter, the King of the Blood Clan's previously stern, rigid, cold, and domineering expression transformed into a warm and amiable one.

"Lord Lin Mo, as far as I know, there is another country in this Mid-Level Battlefield, the Living Country.

Why not finish what we started and eliminate that country as well, unifying the entire Mid-Level Battlefield?"

"At that time, the entire Mid-Level Battlefield will be a paradise for the Human Race, and our Blood Clan can also benefit from it..."

Lin Mo's lips curved into a smile.

"Mid-Level Battlefield?"

He looked up at the sky, smiling but saying nothing.

The King of the Blood Clan's expression suddenly changed in shock.

"Are you saying... you want to advance to the High-Tier Battlefield!?"

The King of the Blood Clan's pupils constricted, and his voice trembled: "The High-Tier Battlefield?!

That's the Lord of Mysteries' territory!"

He stared intently at Lin Mo, as if looking at a madman, "Since the Multiverse Battlefield was opened, no powerhouse has ever returned alive from there... Do you intend to..."

Based on his understanding of Lin Mo, this guy was definitely not an employee who would listen to his superiors' arrangements.

He suddenly fell silent, for he read an even more terrifying intention in Lin Mo's half-smile.

This madman not only wanted to go up but also wanted to overturn the Lord of Mysteries' throne!

The King of the Blood Clan's legs went soft; that was a true god who ruled all realms!

"Yes, even if it's heaven, I will overturn it."

...In the center of the battlefield, the Other Shore Divine Tree.

This place had already been taken by the Sheng Ling Army.

The battle of nearly ten million years had finally ended.

The Sentient Saint let out a long breath.

The battle had resulted in severe losses, and they had been ambushed by the enemy at the very beginning.

They not only had to face the Shadow Army but also the Founding Saint Army, essentially being caught in a pincer attack.

However, they still won.

To be honest, the Sentient Saint hadn't expected to win.

But reality was so magical.

After all, she had completely taken over the Other Shore Divine Tree.

Just then, the general in front returned to report.

"We have found the reason for the Founding Saint Army's defeat."

"On the Founding Saint Army's rear, a Human Race rebel army appeared, and the two sides fought fiercely."

"Oh? So that's how it is."

"Creation Saint God was also afraid of being attacked from both sides, but we unexpectedly became the beneficiaries."

"Hmph! Truly foolish Human Race, and foolish Chuang Sheng Zu."

"Start picking the flowers, quickly.

Once all this is done, we will have secured victory and can eliminate the remaining forces!"

After speaking, the Sentient Saint could no longer resist touching her spoils of war.

As her fingertips barely touched a petal, that other shore divine flower instantly withered and died!

Her pupils constricted, and she watched as the entire divine tree decayed at a visible speed, golden sap dripping like tears.