110: Chapter 109 This is outrageous!!!

In the square of the underground abyss, the smell of blood was pungent.

Over a hundred Fifth Class Advancement Dragon Generals, clad in dark gold dragon-patterned heavy armor, surrounded the Bone Altar so tightly that not a drop of water could trickle through.

Five minutes ago, two Fifth Class Advancement Dragon Generals had evaporated into thin air in mid-air, leaving behind not even a trace of mana residue.

All the Dragon Temple elites stationed there had mobilized, searching everywhere for suspicious individuals.

Amidst this tense atmosphere...

Lin Mo walked out swaggeringly from the shadows behind the altar, his hands tucked in his pockets.

The sound of his footsteps echoed through the vast underground abyss.

Over a hundred gazes filled with killing intent instantly locked onto him.

"Who goes there!"

A Dragon General holding a dark red halberd, his body covered in black dragon scales, shouted sternly.

He pointed his halberd, and the laws of violent thunder exploded in mid-air.

Lin Mo didn't even spare the halberd a glance.

He strolled leisurely to the very front of the altar and came to a halt.

"Yo! Quite lively here."

Lin Mo waved his hand with a beaming smile.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just a passing Kamen..."

"Uh... sorry, wrong set. I'm just a passerby."

The leading Black-Scaled Dragon General stared fixedly at Lin Mo. Upon seeing that face clearly, the flesh on his face twitched violently.

"Lin Mo!"

As soon as those two words were uttered, the surrounding hundred-plus Dragon Generals all took half a step back in unison.

The sound of clashing weapons rang out as one.

The Dragon Temple's intelligence network had long since spread Lin Mo's appearance throughout the entire army.

He had charged into King Burial Valley single-handedly and turned the hundred-thousand-strong alliance of Noble Families into mush.

He had twisted nine ancestors of Noble Families at the peak of the Fifth Class Advancement into monsters.

Such a record was simply not something a normal human could achieve.

The Black-Scaled Dragon General gripped his halberd tightly, his palms drenched in cold sweat.

"Was it your doing just now? Where are Baldy and Long-beard? Where did you put them!"

He suppressed the apprehension in his voice and questioned loudly.

He was trying to use volume to hide the panic in his heart.

Lin Mo let out a yawn.

"Dead, or wishing they were dead. Who knows?"

He nonchalantly picked at his ear, then lifted his eyelids, his gaze sweeping over the hundred-plus Dragon Generals.

There was no fear in his eyes, no gravity.

Only deep distaste and contempt.

"Just this many people?"

Lin Mo's brow furrowed, his tone full of dissatisfaction.

"This is at least one of the strongholds occupied by your Dragon Temple, isn't it?"

"Is this all the high-end combat power this city has? Just you two or three stray cats and dogs?"

The entire area fell into deathly silence.

Over a hundred Fifth Class Advancement Dragon Generals would be a terrifying force capable of leveling a main city, even during the era of Noble Family hegemony three hundred years ago.

In this underground abyss, they were the absolute rulers.

But now, they were actually being called two or three stray cats and dogs!

It was blatant contempt and humiliation.

The Black-Scaled Dragon General trembled with rage, his molars grinding audibly.

To be humiliated to his face by a human who had only just completed his Third-Rank was an utter disgrace.

"Arrogant beyond belief!"

A short-tempered Dragon General nearby carrying twin axes could bear it no longer, dark green poison flames igniting on his axe blades.

"I don't care what kind of monster he is, there are a hundred of us at the Fifth Class Advancement! We could drown him with our spit alone!"

The twin-axe Dragon General was about to charge out.

The Black-Scaled Dragon General suddenly reached out and stopped him.

"Don't be impulsive!"

The Black-Scaled Dragon General lowered his voice, his eyes fixed on Lin Mo.

"This kid is too calm. There's no way he's here just to die."

"Baldy and Long-beard disappeared without even being able to send a distress signal."

"He definitely has a trump card that can instantly kill a Fifth Class Advancement!"

The tragic scene at King Burial Valley was still fresh in his mind.

The Black-Scaled Dragon General had no intention of using his own life to test Lin Mo's depth.

The left hand he held behind his back quietly crushed a dark gold spatial jade slip.

The jade slip led directly to the Dragon Temple's main base, sending a message straight to the Great Elder presiding at headquarters.

"Hold him back!"

The Black-Scaled Dragon General made a gesture to his subordinates.

Then he shouted loudly at Lin Mo:

"Lin Mo, don't be too arrogant!"

"I have already notified all the combat forces in the city to rush here. We will be able to activate the Dragon God World-Destroying Array immediately."

"You'd better hand the people over right now!"

"Otherwise, once the city's forces assemble, even if you are a god, you will die here today!"

The hundred-plus Dragon Generals understood instantly and immediately spread out their formation.

They surrounded Lin Mo tightly in the center, but none of them took the initiative to attack.

They merely locked onto him with their presence.

Looking at their movements, Lin Mo didn't stop them, but instead looked amused.

"So you're calling for backup?"

"Calling for backup is good!"

"You'd better call everyone! Otherwise, I'll kill you all right now!"

The Dragon Generals present were all dumbfounded upon hearing this!

Wait!

Who exactly was threatening whom!?

Arrogant!

This guy was truly too arrogant!

But the Dragon Generals didn't argue. Instead, they were internally overjoyed, mocking Lin Mo's ignorance and stupidity.

"Just waiting around is quite boring."

Lin Mo muttered.

He raised his right hand, and his spatial ring flashed.

The small props he had the Alliance make for him over the past few days immediately appeared.

First, a luxurious lounge chair made entirely of Purple Cloud Divine Wood and inlaid with high-grade mana crystals appeared.

Then, a top-quality jade tea table landed beside it.

Before the surrounding Dragon Generals could react, Lin Mo snapped his fingers again.

Dark gold Sealing Cards lined up in the air.

Light flashed repeatedly.

Over a dozen dragon-kin women with exquisite looks and stunning figures walked out from the light.

Dragon horns of various colors grew from their heads; some were charming, others were cold and elegant.

The moment they emerged, they split into two groups with extreme proficiency.

One group, holding jade flutes, zithers, and pipas, sat down directly on the high platform nearby and began to perform.

The other group carried fruit platters and immortal nectar, walking with graceful steps toward Lin Mo.

Lin Mo leaned back boldly into the lounge chair.

Two dragon women immediately knelt on either side of him, their soft, boneless hands beginning to massage his calves with extreme professionalism.

A red-horned dragon woman behind him leaned in, her slender fingers applying even pressure to Lin Mo's temples.

Beside him, another dragon woman peeled a crystal-clear spiritual fruit and carefully fed it into Lin Mo's mouth.

"Not bad, not bad. Your skills haven't grown rusty."

Lin Mo chewed the spiritual fruit and gave a muffled evaluation.

The entire underground abyss instantly became pin-drop silent.

Only the ethereal and pleasant immortal music echoed.

The hundred-plus Fifth Class Advancement Dragon Generals, who were all ready for battle, were completely stunned.

They were holding their weapons, striking poses for a life-and-death struggle.

And the opponent pulls out a lounge chair and calls a group of technicians to start listening to music and getting a massage?

This is a damn battlefield!

Not a clubhouse!

"This is too much! This is simply too much!"

The twin-axe Dragon General's face turned green, his chest heaving violently.

But in the next second, the Black-Scaled Dragon General's voice suddenly became sharp and piercing, filled with uncontrollable shock.

"Wait!"

"Look... that woman playing the jade flute, isn't she the Seventeenth Imperial Princess?!"

As soon as those words were spoken...

The gazes of all the Dragon Generals immediately focused on the group of musicians on the high platform.

The dragon woman in the green dress with cold eyes was indeed playing the jade flute with great effort.

"It really is the Seventeenth Imperial Princess!"

"Then... that red-horned woman kneading Lin Mo's legs, is that the Sixth Princess Princess Ling Yun?!"

"And the one feeding him fruit! That's the eldest daughter of the Third Prince!"

It was as if they had been struck by a bolt from the blue!

The hundred-plus Dragon Generals felt their heads buzzing incessantly!

These dozen or so scantily clad female technicians, whose movements were so practiced it was heartbreaking, were all members of their Dragon Temple's exalted royal bloodline!

Any one of them was a peerless genius who normally wouldn't even deign to spare them a glance.

They had been missing for over half a year, and it turned out they had been captured by this kid and trained to be technicians!

And looking at their practiced and humble movements...

Just how much suffering had they endured this past half year!

Disgrace!

This was trampling the Dragon Temple's dignity into the dirt and then grinding it down with a heel!

"Lin Mo! You're looking for death!!!"

The Black-Scaled Dragon General's eyes turned blood-red; he could no longer hold back.