92: Chapter 92 Everyone builds a copy, no rush, I want to be the strongest

At Hulao Pass on the Ten Thousand Realms Great Wall.

A blonde girl with a longbow saw the latest dungeon leaderboard.

Her brows furrowed slightly.

She looked at a white-haired young man beside her and said, "The other party has pulled ahead of you again. Why don't we send a message to those living people in the East and combine our forces?"

The white-haired young man snorted coldly, his face full of disdain: "Forget it. Let the East reclaim their Temple of the King of Hell first."

"They are too weak..."

On the other side... Ten Thousand Realms Great Wall... Five apes in Sky Suits, wielding Vajra Rods, were constantly killing the monsters charging at them.

"Heh, there are fewer and fewer monsters. It seems we've held this section of the Great Wall."

The girl commanding the apes then took out a peach and started eating it.

She had just felt a moment of self-satisfaction.

But a strong man next to her poured cold water on her enthusiasm.

"Forget it, don't get ahead of yourself, Ji Xiaomin. There's been a major change in the situation. I have good news and bad news; which do you want to hear first?"

Ji Xiaomin sighed.

"I knew you'd say that, Zhuge Divine Calculator."

"Let's hear the bad news first."

"The bad news is that the Temple of the King of Hell, where the wounded were being treated, has been occupied. The enemy has turned it into a trap..."

"What!"

Ji Xiaomin's eyes widened, and her cherry-like mouth opened wide enough to fit a large apple.

This was their retreat route and their last resupply point.

It had actually been sneak-attacked and occupied by the enemy.

That means the enemy had bypassed the Ten Thousand Realms Great Wall. Wouldn't they be caught in a pincer attack? Now they were in a death trap on the Ten Thousand Realms Great Wall!!!

"Then quickly create a dungeon for the final defense!"

Ji Xiaomin frantically said to Zhuge Divine Calculator.

"Don't you want to hear the good news?"

"No!"

"Multiverse Battlefield! Dungeon! Create!"

[Multiverse Battlefield: Congratulations on successfully creating a personal dungeon. You have now successfully become a Dungeon Lord.]

As the words from the Multiverse Battlefield fell, Ji Xiaomin's anxious heart finally settled.

"Now tell me the good news..."

"The good news is that the cavalry that came from the rear cleared out the enemies in the Temple of the King of Hell."

"The rear is safe now..."

"What!!!"

Again.

Ji Xiaomin's eyes widened, and her mouth opened wide. This time, her cherry-like mouth could fit two large white radishes.

"If you say that, didn't I create my dungeon too early?"

Upon entering the Multiverse Battlefield, everyone initially wanted to be an attacker.

To flatten other people's dungeons and become the strongest.

However, whether it was the races of the Multiverse slaughtering each other,

or encountering neutral monsters within the Multiverse Battlefield,

powerful enemies often forced them to choose to create their own dungeons for defense.

Although this was a last resort.

But if the area of your dungeon was large enough to fill the entire Multiverse Battlefield,

no matter where others fled, they would be forced into your dungeon and become pitiful toys within it... Lin Mo walked out of the Temple of the King of Hell.

He crossed a section of the Ten Thousand Realms Great Wall.

Lin Mo finally delved deep into the heart of the Multiverse Battlefield.

At the same time, the Multiverse Battlefield's notification sound rang out.

[Multiverse Battlefield: Your ally "Ji Xiaomin" has successfully created a dungeon. Current dungeon ranking: 154.]

"It seems an allied army has already created a dungeon. She must feel the time is ripe..."

Lin Mo couldn't help but shake his head, feeling it was a waste for this woman named "Ji Xiaomin."

She thought she could create a very strong dungeon with the land she devoured.

But the resulting ranking was still so low.

It was created too early.

Of course.

This was only relative to Lin Mo.

Considering he was already ranked 90 millionth when he entered, this ranking was actually quite high.

Lin Mo had no right to interfere with what others thought.

But he wouldn't create his own dungeon so early.

Because now, the paper figure army Dong Xiaowan folded for him was already capable of matching a super-large dungeon.

And he himself was sitting in the luxurious castle Dong Xiaowan made.

Beneath their feet, hundreds of thousands of paper figure slaves, like ants, carried the castle on their shoulders, moving with the army formation.

"Advance, go wherever there are many people, wherever there are many monsters."

"When my dungeon unfolds, it will cover the entire Multiverse Battlefield!"

As they entered the heartland.

The monster levels and attack power here gradually increased... For generally weaker people, entering the heartland meant putting themselves in danger.

These neutral monsters were more ferocious than those of other races.

But in front of Dong Xiaowan's paper figures, these monsters, regardless of size, had no room to resist whatsoever.

Lin Mo's approach was like a locust plague.

Warfare was like a cruel army of ants; after they swept through, no one survived.

[Multiverse Battlefield: Congratulations on killing "Battlefield Worm." Your dungeon area has increased by 90 square kilometers.]

... [Multiverse Battlefield: Congratulations on killing "Mechanical Beast." Your dungeon area has increased by 44 square kilometers.]

One powerful monster after another transformed into Lin Mo's experience and his future dungeon area.

Just as Lin Mo was charging towards the number one Goblin Kingdom dungeon.

The entire dungeon leaderboard underwent earth-shattering changes once again.

[Rank 1: Chief Zuma, Zuma Demon Race, created dungeon "Zuma Temple," Dungeon Rating "Heavenly Monarch."]

Hmm?

Now the number one spot belonged to Chief Zuma.

And the dungeon rating had risen by another realm.

It seemed the entire Multiverse Battlefield was dynamic.

No one could permanently dominate the rankings.

There were always stronger opponents.

Becoming number one could make one a target, subject to attacks from strong individuals of various races.

Continuing to scroll down.

Sure enough, he found Killer Goblin's ranking.

[Rank 4: Killer Goblin, Goblin Race, created dungeon "Goblin Kingdom," Dungeon Rating "Overlord."]

He fell so fast, quickly surpassed by three people.

He dropped out of the top three rankings... Hall of Yanluo... King Guang of Qin looked at the current battle situation.

"Currently, our Eastern Human Race's momentum is declining."

"What exactly is Lin Mo doing? His current battle situation is very smooth. If he were to open a dungeon, he would surely sweep away the gloom from the East..."

"Please, King Guang of Qin, issue an order to Lin Mo! Tell him to quickly open his dungeon, return to defense, and protect the safety of the Ten Thousand Realms Great Wall."

...None of the ghost kings and ghost envoys under him had a good impression of Lin Mo anymore.

This scoundrel.

He was simply a profiteer.

Each time he pulled out more compound no. 9 than the last.

And each time he claimed it was his last one.

He had swindled most of the treasures from their hands.

Now that they had a chance, they wanted Lin Mo to die quickly.

Being able to watch him die would seemingly alleviate some of the pain of losing their treasures.

King Guang of Qin's mind was as clear as a mirror.

He clearly understood what his subordinates were thinking.

So he cleared his throat.

"Don't panic, everyone. In a few hours, everyone will create a Multiverse Battlefield dungeon. If not, they will be erased by the Multiverse Battlefield."

"At that time, Lin Mo will make a splash and deliver a massive blow to the other races on the spot! Hahahaha!"