97: Chapter 97: Tear up the enemy copy with bare hands, and I will tear up your space as well!

Multiverse Battlefield: You have entered the Asura Clan's dungeon, "Asura Battlefield."

Asura Battlefield: The Asura Battlefield is the Asura Clan's eternal dueling ground. Over countless years, billions of Asuras have perished here, their bloodlust permeating the air, speaking of endless slaughter.

Asura Battlefield: Please choose your profession: Slave, Death Row Inmate, Livestock.

"Amazing, I didn't expect the dungeon created by a high-ranking individual to be this complex."

"After entering, you must choose a profession."

Slave, Death Row Inmate, Livestock.

None of these are good professions.

Or rather, they aren't normal professions at all.

They must have been deliberately designed by the opponent to increase difficulty.

Lin Mo hesitated for a second and chose Death Row Inmate.

Asura Battlefield: Your chosen profession is Death Row Inmate. You have gained the Execution buff. Execution will be triggered in 5 hours, resulting in certain death.

Alright... Asura King really started playing tricks with the professions.

But Lin Mo didn't care at all.

He had already experienced the HP-draining buff from the crematorium; this was nothing.

Lin Mo gently waved his hand... The sound of a tsunami approached as Nie Xiaoqian cast a water-element spell.

Immediately, the Asura monsters rushing from the dungeon were swept away.

The accumulated water surged with increasing power, like an approaching flood peak.

It gathered in the Asura Battlefield, forming a towering water tornado.

Then, Dilireba's yellow sand adhered to the water's surface; the two mixed together, changing the entire terrain of the Asura Battlefield.

It transformed into a hellish swamp.

Asura King, hidden in the core of the Asura Battlefield, was astonished by this sight.

When did the Ghost Servant summoned by humans gain such divine power?

Since the historical discontinuity.

The previously awakened professions were divided into Warrior, Mage, Daoist, and many sub-branches... But now, it seems the human race on Blue Star has abandoned all other professions.

Only a branch of the Daoist profession, the Corpse Herder, remains.

And this branch rapidly expanded, subdividing into the ability to control Ghost Servants.

However.

For the Multiverse races that have fought against humans for millions of years.

The decline of the human race has not been for a day or two.

Even if many previously weak professions were cut off.

Leaving behind this single professional development path.

It still couldn't contend with the Multiverse races.

Today, this human instantly killed Killer Goblin and turned his dungeon upside down.

He didn't care about the certain death buff he carried.

Why is he so powerful!?

"Awoo—"

"Boom!"

The distant mud and sand swirled, and the Asura Prison, 200 meters beneath the Asura Battlefield, was squeezed out.

The Golden Boss hidden within, tearing open the cage, was about to escape... "Oh no! He found the Boss!"

Asura King was startled again.

He was hidden so deeply, yet he was still found.

These 200 meters of the Asura Battlefield were filled with the remains of hundreds of millions of dead Asura warriors.

Every meter deeper.

Would incur tons of damage from the Asura warriors.

He didn't expect the opponent to directly use mud and sand to form a drill and bore downwards.

This way, his main body wouldn't suffer the wrath of the undead Asura warriors.

"Stop him! That's my Boss!"

Asura King was furious.

This dungeon was created by him; this was his sky, his earth.

He absolutely wouldn't allow anyone to run wild on his territory.

Even if they were stronger than him.

As long as he stalled the opponent, he would definitely win!

In the vast, boundless sky of the Asura Battlefield, stars began to fall.

Transforming into winged Asura Birdmen... Like a meteor shower, they streaked across the night sky and crashed down...

Outside the dungeon.

Zhuge Divine Calculator: "Ji Xiaomin, while Lin Mo and Asura King are fighting, let's retreat to a safe area first."

Ji Xiaomin: "Why?"

"Although Lin Mo sent out his Ghost Servant to kill the Goblin, Asura King is a much stronger existence."

"Lin Mo took the initiative to attack, so he's already at a disadvantage. I feel like the odds are against him..."

He smashed a newly divined tortoise shell.

The result divined on this tortoise shell was Big Menace.

It indicated that something terrible was about to happen.

"No, if we do that, wouldn't we be abandoning a teammate?"

"We already abandoned him once when Lin Mo first came in."

"Now he has saved us again, are we going to abandon him again!?"

Ji Xiaomin retorted.

Zhuge Divine Calculator licked his chapped lips.

"We can never repay Lin Mo's kindness... but... we need to preserve the spark to continue fighting..."

"If you want to go, you go! I'm staying. Even if I have to work like an ox or a horse for Lin Mo, be his maid, I will repay his kindness!"

"The East! The East has declined so much; we must unite!"

Ji Xiaomin's words were firm and powerful.

His eyes were resolute.

As the two argued... the Asura Battlefield dungeon, which had become a void, suddenly began to seep mud and sand.

The yellow color of the water was astonishing.

Involuntarily, both of them were stunned at the same time.

"Yellow River?"

...Indeed, Lin Mo was fighting while admiring the mud and sand river churned out by the combined efforts of Nie Xiaoqian and Dilireba... This scene made Lin Mo's blood surge...

"This water is really yellow..."

So.

He also wanted to join in... "My Lord, don't mess around, let us concentrate..."

"Presumptuous! I am always focused on combat. Now you listen to my command; I will point, and you will strike!"

Lin Mo's gaze sharpened... scanning the entire battlefield.

Falling meteors, aren't they!

High-altitude projectiles, aren't they!

Don't think that just because enemies like stars are swarming towards me, I'll be afraid.

He looked at the death countdown.

There were still over 4 hours left.

Plenty of time.

First, enjoy 4 hours, then we'll talk!

Lin Mo's two fingers were like a sword, pointing at a vital spot.

With a whoosh... The towering water, laden with mud and sand, rapidly compressed like a super-strong high-pressure water gun.

Accompanied by the soaring mud and sand, it formed a water sword that spanned the sky.

"Slash!"

Hum—

The water sword slashed towards the Asura Birdmen falling from the sky.

Instantly, a roar echoed throughout the Asura Battlefield. The struck Asura Birdmen exploded into blood mist, their feathers scattering.

The Asura Birdmen were numerous, rushing forward one after another.

The sky-filled flock of birds quickly changed formation, becoming a giant blood net, engulfing Lin Mo and the others.

There were power fluctuations on the blood net; space rippled wherever it passed.

"Child's play!"

As his middle finger pointed skyward, the gushing mud and water rapidly cut through the top of the dungeon... With a thunderous roar...

A void rift actually appeared at the top of the dungeon.

The void rift gradually expanded.

Shattering... Dungeon fragments began to fall off, smashing into the falling Asura Birdmen.

While Ji Xiaomin and Zhuge Divine Calculator were still studying the Yellow River water seeping from the dungeon.

Something even more terrifying happened... Asura King's "Asura Battlefield" dungeon had cracked open from the top...

It really, truly cracked open...