108: Chapter 107 I'll let you curse me, you Erdoron?

The Great Desolation, the ruins of the Zhou Family's underground fortress.

People from the Dragon Temple had dug through the rock layers, clearing out a massive abyss plaza over ten kilometers long and wide.

Dark purple torches flickered, casting a dim, uneven light across the abyss.

The air was thick with the pungent stench of blood and sulfur.

In the center of the plaza, a thousand-meter-high bone altar was being constructed day and night.

"Hurry up! Are you looking for death with that sluggish pace?!"

A barbed whip crackling with lightning lashed down ruthlessly.

A middle-aged man carrying a thousand-pound Black Blood Stone had his back ripped open, leaving a bloody gash so deep the bone was visible.

His legs buckled, and he collapsed heavily to the ground.

The highly corrosive Black Blood Stone crushed his legs. The moment his flesh touched the stone, it emitted a 'sizzle' and white smoke rose.

"I... I can't walk anymore..."

The man let out a desperate, agonized scream.

A little girl rushed out from the side, crying as she hugged the man's arm.

"Daddy! Don't hit my daddy!"

"Lowly trash, how dare you delay the recovery of the Dragon King?"

A Half-Dragon overseer in dark red armor sneered, casually flicking his spear.

Pfft!

The sharp spearhead pierced directly through the man and the little girl, hoisting them into the air like meat on a skewer.

The Half-Dragon's wrist vibrated, and a rain of blood exploded outward.

The fragments of the two corpses fell into the massive blood pool beneath the altar.

"Back to work! If the altar base isn't closed before dark today, all of you will be used to fill the blood pool!"

The Half-Dragon roared as he patrolled the area.

Hundreds of thousands of low-level civilians living in the Noble Family's base wore chains on their hands and feet, their eyes numb and filled with despair.

They squeezed out every last ounce of their strength to move those lethal materials.

People collapsed every second, and those who fell became nourishment for the blood pool.

Above the abyss, atop a thousand-meter-high stone pillar.

Lin Mo stood against the wind.

He didn't emit a single ripple of mana; even his breathing blended perfectly with the surrounding environment.

His gaze quickly locked onto two figures patrolling in mid-air above the abyss.

They were two elderly men wearing black robes adorned with blood-red dragons.

They walked on the void, laws swirling around them, causing ripples in space wherever they passed.

Fifth Class Advancement powerhouses.

And they were Dragon Generals with pure Dragon Temple bloodlines.

A brilliant smile spread across Lin Mo's face.

He slowly raised his right hand, aimed at the two Fifth Class Advancement Dragon Generals high in the sky, and suddenly clenched his fingers.

Crack!

With Lin Mo as the center, an indescribable force of spatial distortion instantly crossed the thousand-meter distance.

The two Dragon Generals in mid-air didn't even have time to react before the space around them seemed to be swallowed whole by some terrifying ancient beast.

The two only felt their vision go black.

The next second.

The blood-colored abyss vanished.

The bone altar vanished.

The screams were all gone too.

Lin Mo's method was precisely the new skill given to him by the Demon King: [Time Cage].

[Time Cage]

[Locks the time of the designated target and instantly teleports them to specific coordinates.]

The brilliance of this move was that the opponent almost couldn't resist it.

The coordinates Lin Mo designated were, naturally, his Law Space.

Rumble!

Deafening thunder exploded in their ears.

The two Dragon Generals snapped their eyes open. Immediately, their pupils shrank to the size of pinheads, and cold sweat instantly soaked their backs.

The sky was filled with dark red clouds of bloodthirsty laws.

The ground was a landscape of magma fissures constantly erupting with freezing ice spikes and extreme heat.

Countless invisible wind blades were slicing through the space, making an ear-grating friction sound.

Over a thousand completely mutually exclusive laws were violently intertwining and colliding within this bizarre world spanning thirty thousand meters.

"W-Where is this?!"

The long-bearded Dragon General on the left was trembling all over.

As a Fifth Class Advancement general who mastered Space Law, he was horrified to find that he couldn't sense any coordinates from the outside world.

The spatial barriers here were practically integrated with the chaos outside; it was a total mess!

"Who dared to ambush this general!"

The bald Dragon General on the right roared, trying to use his voice to mask his extreme inner fear.

"Stop shouting. No one is coming to save you even if you scream your head off."

A lazy voice came from ahead.

The two snapped their heads around.

A hundred meters away, Lin Mo had his hands in his pockets as he walked down invisible steps in the void, step by step.

He had no aura about him, looking just like an ordinary college student.

But in this bizarre space where laws were collapsing, the appearance of an ordinary person was the greatest horror of all.

"Who are you? A lackey of the Alliance?"

The long-bearded Dragon General's eyes were vicious, and the mana within him surged wildly.

He didn't care where this was; as long as he killed the person in front of him, the space would naturally break.

"Kill!"

The two Dragon Generals didn't hesitate, immediately unleashing all their trump cards.

Roar!

The space behind the long-bearded Dragon General exploded as a two-hundred-meter-tall blood-colored giant crocodile phantom rose from the ground.

The giant crocodile opened its bloody maw, spewing a blood-colored poisonous miasma capable of corroding laws.

The bald Dragon General transformed into a massive dragon lizard covered in poisonous flames. His thick tail tore through the air, carrying the destructive power of a peak Fifth Class Advancement, and lashed out fiercely at Lin Mo's head.

Two Law Avatars descended simultaneously.

The pressure caused the surrounding air to emit piercing sonic booms.

Lin Mo stopped in his tracks, his tone carrying a hint of disdain.

"Only rookies bother with all these flashy things."

Lin Mo slowly raised his right hand. He didn't even clench his fist, simply delivering a casual backhand slap.

With his four basic attributes now exceeding forty billion, Lin Mo could blow these Fifth Class Advancement experts apart based on stats alone.

Boom!

But those two Law Avatars, each hundreds of meters tall, were like thin ice struck head-on by a sledgehammer under that light slap.

Crack, crack—

A dense series of crisp shattering sounds rang out.

The blood-colored giant crocodile and the poisonous flame dragon lizard didn't even last a second before they instantly crumbled into a shower of light.

Pfft!

The long-bearded Dragon General and the bald Dragon General felt as if they'd been struck by lightning. Their bones emitted ear-grating cracks, and they sprayed blood wildly.

The two were sent flying like they'd been hit head-on by a high-speed crystal train, slamming into the ground and creating two massive craters.

Dead silence.

At the bottom of the craters, the two Fifth Class Advancement Dragon Generals were twitching.

Their mana cores had been filled with cracks by that single slap, and ninety percent of their bones were broken.

How was this possible?

They were peak Fifth Class Advancement.

They were Dragon Temple generals who once ruled the continent.

They had actually been crippled—both their avatars and their physical bodies—by a single slap.

Where the hell did this super freak come from?

Footsteps approached at a leisurely pace.

Lin Mo crouched at the edge of the crater, looking down at the two who were now like piles of mud.

Fear that could no longer be hidden finally surfaced in their eyes.

The long-bearded Dragon General coughed up blood as he shrank back in despair: "Who are you... what on earth do you want..."

The corners of Lin Mo's mouth slowly curled upward.

"I don't hide my name or change my surname. I am Lin Mo. You should have heard of me."

Upon hearing this, the two suddenly understood.

If it was Lin Mo, then it perfectly explained why they couldn't win even when combined.

"I heard that people from your Dragon Temple, regardless of their cultivation level, all know how to cast that Dragon Blood Curse?"

As Lin Mo spoke, his eyes were filled with amusement.

Hearing this, the two Dragon Generals were first stunned.

Then, their expressions changed abruptly.

The Dragon Temple was currently discussing how to deal with Lin Mo, and the curse was one of the primary methods they were considering.

It seemed this kid was afraid!

Just as expected!

Our Dragon Temple is invincible under heaven!

So what if this monster before them was incredibly strong?

He was still afraid of the Dragon Blood Curse.

He pulled them into this space but didn't kill them immediately, instead asking about the curse. This was clearly out of wariness.

He wanted to trick them into revealing the way to break it.

Thinking of this, the bald Dragon General endured the intense pain and split his blood-filled mouth into a crazed, sinister grin.

"Hahaha! What, are you afraid?"

The bald Dragon General stared intently at Lin Mo.

"I'm telling you! It's too late!"

"Even if your strength rivals the sixth class advancement, even if you kill us, as long as we have a single breath left, we can burn our souls to plant an eternal curse on you!"

The long-bearded Dragon General also straightened his broken neck and said proudly:

"Exactly! The Dragon Blood Curse has no solution! If you're smart, release this space immediately, kneel down and kowtow, and swear loyalty to the Dragon King!"

"Otherwise, this general will let you taste a fate worse than death right now!"

The more they spoke, the more confident they became, feeling they had firmly grasped Lin Mo's weakness.

Watching their arrogant display, the smile on Lin Mo's face did not vanish.

Instead, he nodded in agreement and said:

"Yes! Yes! I am indeed afraid!"

"Hurry up and curse me, quick! Hurry!"

Hearing Lin Mo's words, the two were filled with confusion.

Has this guy gone insane?

If he's afraid, why is he telling us to curse him?

Slap!

Lin Mo swung his arm in a wide arc, delivering a heavy slap to the bald Dragon General's face.

Half of the bald Dragon General's face visibly caved in, and a mouthful of teeth mixed with blood sprayed out.

He spun like a top at the bottom of the crater for seven or eight rounds before stopping.

The long-bearded Dragon General was dumbfounded.

This isn't according to the script.

Wasn't he wary of the curse?

Lin Mo grabbed the long-bearded Dragon General by the collar and hoisted him up forcefully.

His eyes flickered with impatience.

"Can you not understand human speech?"

"I told you to curse me, are you deaf!"