155: The final reckoning! The ownership of the temple!

When the toxic mist dissipated, the battlefield fell into a deadly silence.

Equipment scattered everywhere twinkled with various colors, silently recounting the brutality of the slaughter that had just occurred.

Lin Mo walked step by step, his combat boots hitting the hard, rocky ground, producing crisp "thump, thump, thump" sounds. Each step was like a heavy hammer, pounding fiercely on Luo Li's heart.

The former arrogant president of the Oracle Guild, who always held the initiative and manipulated everyone in the palm of her hand, was now pale with fright, her delicate body trembling uncontrollably. Even the hand holding her staff had lost its strength due to fear.

The dozen or so MTs surrounding her were the Oracle Guild's final defense line, and her last reliance.

Yet, these men who had previously mustered the courage to face an Elemental Titan were now filled with terror as they watched the man slowly approaching. Not a single one dared to step forward.

"St-stop him!" Luo Li shrieked, her voice trembling with a sob. "Stop him! When we return to the guild, I'll give each of you a million in bonus money!"

Under the promise of a great reward, brave men will emerge.

A Shield Warrior roared, activated all his damage reduction skills, and charged forward with his shield raised.

"For the glory of Oracle!"

Lin Mo didn't even spare him a glance, merely waving his hand casually.

A dark green poison dart, like a venomous snake endowed with Life, bypassed the shield's block at an extremely tricky angle and accurately pierced the gap in his faceguard.

- 258840! (Penetration! Weak Point Attack! Deadly Poison Burst!)

That Shield Warrior, hailed as Oracle's number one MT, collapsed heavily without even touching Lin Mo's clothes.

One hit!

Another instant kill!

This completely shattered the psychological defenses of all the remaining MTs. They exchanged terrified glances and simultaneously took a step back.

The defense line collapsed without an attack.

Just like that, Lin Mo walked unimpeded right up to Luo Li.

He looked down at the woman who was slumped on the ground. His eyes held no anger, no Taunt, only a cold indifference.

"D-don't kill me!" Luo Li completely broke down. She threw away her staff, held her head, and pleaded desperately. "I was wrong! I really was wrong! I'll give you back the earth dragon vein ring! No! I'll give you all the equipment we dropped! Please, spare me this once!"

To survive, she had completely abandoned the dignity of a top guild president.

"Spare you?" Lin Mo smiled, but the smile was colder than a demon's. "Spare you, so you can return to the resurrection point and gather more people to ambush me? Or so you can go out and twist the facts on the forums, slandering my Shadowless Hall for treachery?"

"No! I won't! I swear!" Luo Li swore to the heavens, her face streaked with tears. "I can disband the guild! I can delete my account! Just let me go!"

"Your oath is worthless."

Lin Mo slowly raised the dagger in his hand. The eerie green poison flames ignited on the blade once more.

"However, before you die, I can answer one question for you," Lin Mo's voice was soft. "Didn't you ask me why I dared to challenge massive guilds like yours?"

Luo Li raised her head blankly.

"Because, in the face of Absolute Power..."

Lin Mo's dagger slowly plunged down.

"Your so-called capital and schemes are truly... utterly vulnerable!"

*Pch!*

The poisoned dagger accurately pierced Luo Li's heart.

- 389770! (True Damage! Divine Spark Corrosion!)

A massive damage number appeared above Luo Li's head, instantly emptying her health bar.

In the last moment before she dissolved into white light, she seemed to see the terrifying phantom of a Demon God behind Lin Mo, coldly watching her with the gaze one reserves for an ant.

[System Notification: You have killed player 'Luo Li'. As the target was in red name status, you have obtained 50% of the items in her backpack!]

With Luo Li's death, with a loud clatter, a large pile of potions, scrolls, and the earth dragon vein ring that had just been distributed to her, burst forth from her corpse.

Lin Mo expressionlessly picked up the ring, then turned around to look at the "spoils of war" covering the ground.

The Oracle Guild, as one of the top ten guilds on the server, had elite team equipment that virtually represented the highest level currently attainable by players.

And now, these hundreds of pieces of equipment had all become Lin Mo's spoils.

He wasn't in a hurry to pick them up; instead, he issued a command in the team channel.

"Everyone, resurrect where you died."

Beams of white light flashed. Summer Rain, Iron Wall, and the other members of Shadowless Hall stood up again, looking slightly bewildered.

When they clearly saw the scene before them, everyone was stunned.

"Th-this... what is this?" Iron Wall stammered, looking at the equipment covering the ground and the corpses of the Oracle MTs nearby. "What... happened?"

"Guild Leader... you... you killed all of them by yourself?" Summer Rain covered her mouth, her beautiful eyes filled with disbelief.

That was Oracle's elite team! Over a hundred top experts!

Lin Mo didn't explain, only stating calmly, "Clean up the battlefield. Everything dropped by the Oracle Guild belongs to us. Equip what you can use, and anything else will go into the guild warehouse for distribution based on contribution once we return to the city."

"Oh... oh!"

The members of Shadowless Hall snapped out of their daze. Immediately, an indescribable feeling of ecstasy and pride surged through every single person.

One person, annihilating an entire team!

What an overwhelmingly dominant achievement!

The way they looked at Lin Mo had completely transformed from simple trust and admiration into... fervent worship!

"Guild Leader is awesome!!!"

Someone shouted first, and immediately, cheers like a mountain torrent and a sea surge echoed throughout the entire Corridor of Earth!

"Poison God is invincible!"

"Long live Shadowless Hall!"

Listening to the cheers around him, a slight smile finally appeared on Lin Mo's face.

After this battle, the cohesion of Shadowless Hall would reach an unprecedented level. And the name "Poison God" Lin Mo would become the nightmare of all enemies.

Soon, the battlefield was cleaned up.

The haul this time was terrifying!

Besides the hundreds of pieces of equipment dropped by Oracle Guild members, just the legendary grade earth dragon vein ring alone was enough to make any guild envious. Not to mention the half of the spoils from the previous Earth King drop that should have belonged to Oracle.

It could be said that this battle instantly elevated the overall equipment level of Shadowless Hall, putting them a tier above all other guilds!

"Take a break and recover your status." Lin Mo glanced at the starlit teleportation gate not far away. "Next, we face what we truly came for."

Hearing this, everyone immediately quieted down, seizing the time to replenish potions and recover skill cooldowns.

Ten minutes later, everyone had recovered to peak condition.

Lin Mo walked at the front, holding the elemental scepter, and was the first to step into the teleportation gate leading to the heart of the temple.

A slight sensation of weightlessness came over him.

When Lin Mo opened his eyes again, he found himself standing upon a staircase paved with starlight.

At the end of the staircase was a Divine Throne, too magnificent to be described in words.

And above the empty Divine Throne, a dark green, rotating, rhomboid crystal quietly floated, emanating an aura of endless Wither and Decay.

The poison godhead fragment!

He found it!

Lin Mo's heart began to beat violently, beyond his control.

However, just as he was about to step onto the staircase.

An ancient, hoarse sigh, as if spanning countless eons, softly echoed deep within his soul.

"Alas..."

"After waiting so many years, finally... you still came..."

"It is only a pity that you are not the one I was waiting for..."