209: Chapter 1: Lin Mo Finds Another Himself
The entire Myriad Races joined the ranks of those crusading against the Lord of Mysteries.
Everyone's hearts surged with emotion.
The Undead Princess Sophia raised her trembling left hand.
In an instant, countless celestial screens transformed into countless clusters of dark nebulae, converging on her left hand.
Following this, she exhaled a breath of cold air into the void.
The ethereal form of frostmourne gradually emerged.
It violently tore open a spatial rift.
She glanced at the people beside her.
"There's no turning back once we step inside..."
Their gazes firm, everyone gripped the weapons in their hands.
The First Emperor laughed heartily.
"I did not fear when facing the Six Nations' alliance, so what is there to fear from this Lord of Mysteries! In the past, I swept across the eight directions and unified the six realms. Today, with this ancient imperial might, I shall flatten this treacherous world!"
Before his words even finished, golden light surged around the First Emperor, nine golden dragon phantoms coiled and roared, and he stepped forward, holding a bronze sword.
He was the first to step into frostmourne's space.
Subsequently, the others followed, their eyes filled with a resolute determination to face death... On the other side.
The Lord of Mysteries faced a giant brain in a vat.
"How much longer until all neural connections are severed?"
"Three hours."
"The outside world is truly too slow..."
"There's no helping it, Lin Mo has already exceeded our control."
"We must suppress him in this world."
"His existence is a mistake."
"Or rather, a bug."
"You go outside and guard the last line of defense."
"Understood."
Just as he stepped out, "Wait, high-energy readings detected."
"The palace is under invasion!"
"5, 10, 80, 356, 1002, 53, 100..."
"The Myriad Races from across the world are invading!"
The Lord of Mysteries stopped, turning his head to look at the brain in the vat in disbelief.
"How is this possible! This high-level battlefield is actually the control center; how can those false data invade!?"
"This is too unscientific!"
He quickly unleashed his power to investigate.
Indeed.
The palace space rapidly expanded, and countless Myriad Races began to seep out from a cold space.
"Stop them!"
...Behind Lin Mo, two icy jade hands suddenly appeared.
As her ice-crystal hair brushed against Lin Mo's nape, Sophia's ethereal breath whispered into his ear: "Husband..."
She used two fingers to part his ice-crystal collar, her porcelain-white collarbone slowly grinding against his shoulder blade, "I've come to help you..."
Following this, representatives of the Myriad Races slowly appeared.
The First Emperor said: "The Lord of Mysteries will be dealt with by us, the Myriad Races. Lin Mo, you still have things you need to do, hurry!"
"Everyone..."
Lin Mo was stunned.
He hadn't expected that the Myriad Races he had once helped, and those who had been oppressed by the Lord of Mysteries, would actually cross time and space to arrive here.
They feared no power, embracing death to live!
Without further words, Lin Mo nodded.
"I'll be back quickly!"
Having said that.
He turned and walked downwards.
The Undead Princess Sophia raised frostmourne, which Lin Mo had left behind.
"The power of the Myriad Races, now! Charge with me!"
...Floor 99.
Lin Mo's steps did not falter.
Screaming swarms of shadow bats swooped down, the gigantic claws of the leading Netherwolf King tore through the air, their grotesque bone spurs just revealing their sharpness.
They were instantly shredded into a sky full of light specks by the flickering black blades of the Ghost Servant Amaterasu Hime.
Lin Mo expressionlessly stepped over the collapsing phantoms. Amaterasu Hime knelt on one knee: "My Lord, the path is clear."
"It seems this 99th floor is still not peaceful."
Here.
Between each floor, there was a number.
Starting from the 99th floor, 98, 97... And each floor had monsters gathered.
Each floor was more difficult than the last.
The Lord of Mysteries was likely using the monsters here to stall for time.
Moreover, the monsters here seemed to have stepped out of various horror films.
Just as he reached the 97th floor.
Leatherface from The Texas Chainsaw Massacre appeared.
A monster with a stitched human-face mask and a chainsaw rushed over.
It was instantly killed by the paper folded by Dong Xiaowan.
This only made Lin Mo more curious.
Why would content from horror films appear here?
And he had watched all of these horror films.
Floor 50... Endless hordes of living dead surged forward.
This floor was a massive shopping mall.
And these living dead had extremely high attack power and a lot of health.
They could even inflict offensive damage on his Ghost Servants.
Furthermore.
The stairs to the next floor were outside the mall.
A road separated them.
It looked like a distance of no more than 500 meters.
But there were hundreds of millions of living dead in between.
It seemed.
The outside was an ocean of living dead.
"My Lord, I am ready."
Dong Xiaowan folded 1 million paper effigies and quickly opened the mall's main doors.
The tide of living corpses surged in like a flood.
The moment the wave of paper effigies collided with the tide of living corpses, Dong Xiaowan suddenly tore off the white silk trim of her skirt!
As her delicate hands fluttered, hundreds of paper figures ignited with eerie blue soul flames.
The two sides burned a hellish path.
But this could not stop the influx of the corpse tide.
"My Lord, go first!" The sky-full of paper ash transformed into a sighing butterfly wall. As the living corpses' sharp claws tore through the paper wings, she looked back with a smile:
"Don't look back... The paper figures I folded, your concubine will help you endure all of this."
Lin Mo instructed:
"When I reach the 1st floor, I will use a skill to summon you back. Hold them off for now."
This prevented the corpse tide on the 50th floor from surging into the 49th floor.
On the 30th floor, Nie Xiaoqian voluntarily stayed behind to resist Jason, the unkillable monster from Friday the 13th.
On the 20th floor, Dilireba summoned Cthulhu Outer Gods to stay behind and resist the Hellish Grim Reaper.
On the 15th floor, Amaterasu Hime stayed behind to resist the infinitely resurrecting killer dolls.
On the 5th floor, Zhan Hongchen stayed behind to ward off the Star-Eater, capable of destroying stars.
Finally, finally, he reached the deepest part, the 1st floor.
Lin Mo's blood-stained fingertips pushed open the ward door.
In the sterile silence, the central hospital bed was blindingly white.
The human shape beneath the covers was stiff and arched, a pristine white sheet completely covered the head, and the bedside ECG monitor screen was dark and silent.
Was the person under the covers himself?
What was the truth?
Just as Lin Mo was about to reach out and pull back the covers.
Three flashes of alloy cold light suddenly appeared!
"Rip—" Blood blossoms bloomed on the white clothes at his side, and the covers were violently thrown back.
As metallic claws grazed his heart, Freddy bared his serrated steel teeth, and burnt skin flakes fluttered down from beneath his knitted cap: "Surprised? Your nightmare... has only just begun to warm up!"
This demon before him was the protagonist of the horror film A Nightmare on Elm Street.
He specialized in killing people in their dreams.
Finally, Lilith was summoned.
"Killing people in dreams, that's interesting. Then let's compare who is better at tormenting others in their dreams."
Freddy licked his long, mechanical claws.
"Then I'll tear you limb from limb in your dream."
Lin Mo frowned.
"Is all of this a deception? Is the last floor just a trap?"
Lilith pointed to another door in the ward.
"My Lord! There's another floor below. I'll hold him off; the truth you're looking for should be in there."
Instantly, the bells of Yarnam rang, and Freddy and Lilith entered the dream world to begin their duel.
Lin Mo opened that door.
Floor 0.
The emergency exit sign provided some light in the dark hospital corridor.
He reached the end of the corridor.
Opening the door... he saw a young man lying on a hospital bed, wearing a ventilator.
His figure indeed resembled Lin Mo himself... Lin Mo couldn't be sure... Is this me?
What exactly was all of this about?