117: Chapter 116 Don't you want to save the world?

Lin Mo's first move was a table-flipping ultimate killer strike.

Frost, flames, gravity, blades, gale storms...

Over a thousand distinct Law powers were crushed together, transforming into a chaotic storm that annihilated everything.

The originally stable and boundless starry sky illusion instantly became covered in cracks like a fragile glass marble before this brutal power.

The Dragon King's remnant consciousness went blank.

That aloof face of his, etched with the passage of time and composure, was now completely distorted.

"Stop it at once!"

The Dragon King phantom hurriedly raised his hands, attempting to use his remaining power to stabilize this consciousness space.

"You bastard! I still haven't finished telling you the great secrets concerning the survival of the world!"

"Don't you want to save the world?!"

"Don't you want to become a world-renowned hero?!"

The Dragon King was utterly dumbfounded, his face filled with a thousand incomprehensions.

This was the truth of the world!

This was a shocking scheme laid out three hundred years ago!

If any other human were standing here, even the Alliance Leader, they would prick up their ears, terrified of missing a single word.

And yet this kid, getting annoyed halfway through, just unleashed his ultimate move?

Where the hell did this brute come from?!

"Shut up!"

"Your yapping is too noisy!"

Lin Mo picked at his ear, his face full of impatience.

He clenched his right hand into a fist and slammed it downward.

Rumble!

The 1007 layers of domains contracted frantically, turning into a meat-grinder-like force field that pressed down hard on the Dragon King's phantom.

"What Black Dragon King, what White Dragon King, what vessel of the Demon Realm."

Lin Mo sneered.

"You really think you're something special?"

"Do you think this is a web novel?"

"In my eyes, you and that woman from the Demon Realm are just mobs for farming experience."

"Since you're just mobs, just drop your loot obediently. Why are you trying to add extra drama!"

The Dragon King phantom was sliced so violently by the Law storm that he distorted, his legs vaporizing directly into nothingness.

At this, the Dragon King completely lost his temper.

For three hundred years, even if he was just a fragment, he was still a supreme deity.

Today, he was actually being cursed to his face as an experience-farming mob by a human brat not even twenty years old?

The Dragon King cast aside all his dignity and pointed at Lin Mo, cursing loudly.

"You brat! You absolute, idiotic brute!"

"You think this bit of power makes you invincible? Do you have any idea that you are walking a dead-end path toward self-destruction!"

"You are personally handing the world over to the Demon Realm!"

The Dragon King cursed at the top of his lungs.

Watching his exasperated state, the impatience on Lin Mo's face vanished, replaced by a comfortable smile.

"Yes, yes, yes, that's the expression."

Lin Mo spread his hands.

"Wouldn't it have been better to speak up sooner? Why act all mysterious and profound."

"The more anxious you get, the happier I am."

"Keep cursing, louder, I'm listening."

Lin Mo even pulled out that Purple Cloud Divine Wood lounge chair from his space and flopped onto it.

He casually snapped his fingers, summoning Sixth Princess Ling Yun from her Sealing Card.

"Princess Ling Yun, massage my shoulders."

"Watching this old geezer throw a tantrum is quite entertaining."

Sixth Princess Ling Yun appeared, trembling. When she saw the surrounding starry sky and the Dragon King phantom being suppressed in the heart of the storm, she nearly fainted on the spot.

That was the faith of the Dragon Temple, the ancestor of the Dragon Race!

Her biological father!

And now, the ancestor was being pinned to the ground and ruthlessly rubbed by Lin Mo's domain.

Princess Ling Yun didn't dare look any further. She lowered her head and obediently walked behind Lin Mo, reaching out her hands to massage his shoulders.

The Dragon King watched as his direct descendant, actually wearing a maid's outfit, knelt behind Lin Mo to serve him.

He was so enraged that his last shred of reason completely collapsed.

"Traitorous daughter! An absolute disgrace to the Dragon Race!"

"Lin Mo! You will die a horrible death! Even if I dissipate completely, I will curse you..."

"Enough, your subordinate already used that line. Zero points."

Lin Mo gave a light wave of his right hand.

Riiip—

The Dragon King's verbal abuse came to an abrupt halt.

This starry sky illusion was instantly ground into the finest powder by the violent Law power.

The darkness receded, and his vision cleared.

Lin Mo was back in the deep pit at the bottom of the White Bone Altar.

The surrounding ruins were as they were before, and the terrified princesses were still kneeling on the ground.

Just then.

The dark-gold damaged dragon scale at the bottom of the pit suddenly turned into a pool of black water and merged into the ground.

And in the original position of the dragon scale, a palm-sized bronze object lay quietly.

"Holy crap! It really dropped loot?!"

Lin Mo's eyes widened as he reached out to pick it up.

It was an extremely precise compass.

The surface was covered in obscure and difficult-to-understand space runes, and in the center was embedded a blood-red eyeball that was rolling around.

The moment he touched the compass, a system notification popped up on his retina.

[Obtained Special Item: void treasure seeker (Mythical Grade Item)]

[Effect: Can ignore any space barriers and concealment arrays to forcibly lock onto the coordinate point with the densest spatial energy within a radius of ten million kilometers.]

Lin Mo looked at the compass in his hand, realization dawning on him.

No wonder his remnant consciousness got so anxious just now.

So there was something this important to him here.

It seemed he had made the right move.

"The Dragon King practiced Space Law; this thing probably helped him find quite a few space-type treasures, didn't it?"

Lin Mo weighed the compass, his lips curling up wildly.

The Dragon Temple is great!

They sent an auto-leveling hack, space crystals, and now even a void treasure seeker.

How could one not feel a bit embarrassed by such generosity?

He suddenly felt he might have had some prejudice against the Dragon King.

Who said the Dragon King was a bad guy?

He was practically the world's number one philanthropist.

A Mythical Grade item, of which the entire Alliance didn't have a single one, had actually been obtained by him just like that.

Lin Mo injected a trace of mana.

The blood-red eyeball in the center of the compass suddenly flipped and looked toward the southeast.

Immediately after, a blinding golden light lit up on the edge of the compass.

An extremely clear void coordinate was projected directly into Lin Mo's mind.

One and a half million kilometers away.

The density of spatial energy there was at least three times that of this current base!

Lin Mo's eyes shone with terrifying brightness.

After using up those three thousand space crystals earlier, Lin Mo hadn't felt much of a breakthrough.

This time, he should feel something, right?

"Time is tight and the task is heavy; Xiao Li is still waiting for me at home for dinner."

Lin Mo turned his head and looked at the many dragon women still kneeling on the ground and trembling.

"What are you dazed for? Get back."

The princesses, as if granted a grand amnesty, turned into streaks of light and dove back into the cards.

Lin Mo glanced at the compass again, confirming the direction of the coordinates.

His body instantly vanished from the spot.