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141: Chapter 139 Let's see five or six mythical-level items to test our strength.

Slap!

A crisp slapping sound echoed in mid-air.

The White Dragon King was dazed by the strike.

The Spatial Seal collapsed on the spot.

He was nearly swallowed whole by the Boundary Sea Demon Servant.

"Are you crazy?! What good does it do you if my avatar dies?!"

The White Dragon King roared.

"I'm hitting you precisely because you're a piece of trash!"

Cecilia shrieked.

"You couldn't even defend a single stronghold! The trump card you left for your descendants was actually packed up by Lin Mo and used against you!"

"White Dragon King, you're an idiot! An absolute moron!!"

The White Dragon King was exasperated.

No longer caring about maintaining the poise of a powerful figure, he controlled the right hand to return a punch to the left side of the face.

Thump!

The left side of the face swelled up high, and purple blood seeped from the corner of the mouth.

"What right do you have to scold me?"

The White Dragon King retorted sharply.

"You left a backdoor in him, and the result was like throwing a meat bun at a dog—gone forever!"

"The Law of Time couldn't even suppress a junior who has practiced for less than a year!"

"You're a useless bitch who's more than a hindrance!"

The two of them shared a single body.

While fleeing for their lives, they were hitting each other.

The left hand pulled hair, while the right hand poked eyes.

The left hand even tried to strangle its own neck.

The scene was extremely gruesome yet incredibly absurd.

A thousand meters behind them.

Lin Mo watched the performance of the two with wide eyes and a dropped jaw.

Although he didn't know what had happened...

...it was very exciting!!

The two terrifying beings of the Boundary Sea had completely dropped all pretenses before him, pulling hair and picking noses like street hags.

Lin Mo felt this scene was much more interesting than the talent shows of the dragon girls in the Trial Tower.

He even casually fished out two Spirit Fruits from his void ring and tossed them into his mouth, crunching away.

...

The central plazas of the five major cities.

This scene was being broadcast live across the entire network on giant light screens.

Hundreds of millions of civilians watched the legendary gods pulling each other's hair and slapping themselves, their worldviews shattering into a million pieces.

"This... this is the Dragon King and the Demon King?"

An old mage rubbed his eyes, pulling out a tuft of his beard.

"I've read history books my whole life, and they said they were eternally majestic, cruel, and heartless..."

"You actually believe what's in the history books?"

A young man beside him rolled his eyes.

"The history books also say they can destroy the world with a single thought!"

Core City Command Center.

Shen Yuntang watched the footage on the screen, her hand holding a coffee cup frozen in mid-air.

Qin Lan crossed her arms, the corners of her mouth twitching upward uncontrollably.

"This guy's style has never been normal," Qin Lan lamented.

Chen Rui sat before the commentator's desk.

He took a deep breath and spoke into the microphone.

"Citizens. What is being shown on the screen now is the total eruption of internal conflicts among the sovereigns of the old era."

"Evidently, our God Lin has not only crushed them in terms of martial force but has also dealt a devastating blow to their psychological defenses."

"Everyone, please maintain order and try not to laugh too loudly."

Pfft!

Finally, someone couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Immediately following that, thunderous laughter erupted in the plaza of Glimmer City.

All of humanity was watching this grand spectacle of comedy.

In the black market, some people even started taking bets on whether the White Dragon King would be beaten to death by himself first or eaten by the monster first.

...

In the sky, that absurd chase—one for the history books—was coming to an end.

The White Dragon King had completely lost any room for resistance.

That mountain of black flesh known as the Boundary Sea Demon Servant had already backed him into a corner.

Tens of thousands of tentacles covered in barbs wove into an airtight net, trapping the battered white-clothed figure firmly in the void.

Squelch!

Over a dozen of the thickest tentacles pierced through the White Dragon King's abdomen.

Dark red blood cascaded down into the East Sea like a waterfall.

The suckers on those tentacles writhed greedily, not only devouring flesh and blood but also frantically draining the core soul essence of this avatar.

The traits of the Boundary Sea Demon Servant were tyrannical and unreasonable: pollution, assimilation, and enslavement.

"Get away! Get away from me!"

The White Dragon King let out a shrill roar, his single hand conjuring hundreds of Spatial Blades to strike the Boundary Sea Demon Servant.

But it was meaningless.

Like a helpless village widow being firmly handled by the village chief!

Its giant maw had already loomed over the White Dragon King's head.

Half of the White Dragon King's face was twisted and deformed.

He clearly felt that if this avatar was completely devoured, a wisp of his primordial consciousness would be assimilated by this lowly Boundary Sea monster.

He would become a walking corpse controlled by Lin Mo.

The dignified Dragon King, under the live gaze of all humanity, would become Lin Mo's dog.

For his true self, which considered itself a higher being, this was an indelible humiliation!

Ten thousand times more humiliating than death!

But at this moment, the Demon King Cecilia, who shared this body with him, had become eerily quiet.

"Cecilia! How much longer are you going to just watch!"

The White Dragon King struggled desperately, roaring in anger.

On the left half of the face, dark purple demonic runes lit up.

Cecilia's voice came from the White Dragon King's mouth.

"Why should I help you?"

She was gloating.

"White Dragon King, didn't you say I was stupid for being humiliated by Lin Mo?"

"Now it's your turn. How does it feel?"

She watched as a large chunk of meat was torn from the right side of the body by a tentacle, and feeling that intense pain that didn't belong to her, her voice actually trembled with excitement.

"I only have a tiny bit of demonic qi in this avatar; I can withdraw at any time."

"But you're different."

"If you become Lin Mo's servant, you will become the biggest laughingstock of Realm King City, definitely!"

"Hahaha, White Dragon King, I'll be waiting for you in hell!"

The frustration Cecilia had felt at the Gate of World-Breaking was greatly released at this moment.

Why should she be the only one rubbed into the mud by Lin Mo?

Why should she be the only one forced to call him daddy?

Seeing the high-and-mighty White Dragon King fall to this state, most of the resentment in Cecilia's heart instantly dissipated.

The world was still fair after all; if everyone lost face together, then it didn't count as losing face.

"You bitch!!"

The White Dragon King was so angry he nearly exploded on the spot.

Seeing the Boundary Sea Demon Servant's erosion of him becoming more and more severe...

...the White Dragon King finally broke.

"Lin Mo! Stop!"

The White Dragon King used his last ounce of strength to shout at Lin Mo, who was a thousand meters away.

"Stop now, let's talk!"

"I can tell you more things! It concerns Su Xiaoli!"

Lin Mo raised an eyebrow, casually tossed the remaining half of his apple into the churning sea below, and clapped his hands.

Time Acceleration was canceled.

Cecilia's Time Stasis took effect once again.

The Boundary Sea Demon Servant suddenly froze.

Those sharp tentacles, just a centimeter away from the White Dragon King's eyeballs, were forced to a halt in mid-air, advancing no further.

Lin Mo stepped through the void, walking step by step until he was less than ten meters from the White Dragon King.

"Want to buy your life?"

Lin Mo had his hands in his pockets, his eyebrows slightly raised, and a hint of playfulness in his eyes.

"It's not impossible. First, show me your strength with five or six Mythical Grade items."

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