149: Chapter 147 Wow! It's quite lively here! Are they welcoming me?

His eyes held none of the rage that Shen Yuntang had expected.

On the contrary, a dark green glint, like that of a starving wolf spotting prey, emerged in Lin Mo's eyes.

Shen Yuntang, thinking he was laughing out of sheer anger, was just about to speak up to soothe him.

"Lin Mo, don't be impulsive."

"Although the front line is in a tight spot, our Alliance..."

"Awesome!"

Lin Mo interrupted her directly and clapped his hands, his tone filled with irrepressible ecstasy.

"A single hit with fifty thousand counts of judgment! What does that mean? Little Shen, do you understand what that means?"

Shen Yuntang looked utterly bewildered.

Even racking her brain, she couldn't fathom why Lin Mo would have such a reaction.

She didn't understand it at all.

From her perspective, fifty thousand high-tier killing light blades meant destruction and slaughter.

"Tali Tribe?"

Lin Mo rubbed his chin, mulling over the name.

"Sounds a bit familiar."

He rummaged through his memories, but simply couldn't recall it.

Perhaps it was just some small fry he'd crushed along the way.

Who would remember the name of an ant?

"Doesn't matter, whatever."

Lin Mo waved a hand and stood up from the sofa.

"No matter what tribe they are, anyone who can instantly land fifty thousand combos is destined to be my top catch."

"Catch them first!"

Shen Yuntang looked at Lin Mo's excited state and was completely dumbfounded.

"Wait, Lin Mo!"

She hurriedly pulled up the military files.

"After the Tali Tribe's talent super-evolves..."

Before she could finish.

A faint sonic boom echoed in the air in front of the sofa where Lin Mo had been sitting.

He was already gone.

Shen Yuntang opened her mouth, staring at the empty living room, and fell into a long, stunned silence.

...

The Western Mountains, the night as dark as ink.

The once-rolling green mountains were now covered by a pitch-black Void Matrix.

An army of one hundred thousand Tali Tribe members had set up camp here.

Lizardman warriors continued to pour out from the cracks in the ground.

A wild victory banquet was being held in the giant central crater.

Bonfires roared toward the sky, the flames reflecting tens of thousands of vertical pupils flickering with greed and brutality.

"Cheers!"

A Tali Tribe commander tore a high-tier monster in two, gulping down the scalding beast blood.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered loudly:

"Those old geezers on the Void Mothership are getting more cowardly by the day!"

"They even ordered us to hold position after establishing the space anchor point, claiming this Primordial World is somewhat dangerous and that we should wait for the mothership's army to arrive before launching a full-scale assault?"

Several other commanders nearby let out a burst of jeering laughter.

"Utterly ridiculous!"

"We've only deployed one-tenth of our vanguard battalion, and we've already easily trampled three of the humans' garrison cities!"

"Fragile, upright apes like humans—I could wipe them all out single-handedly. Why would the mothership need to make such a fuss?"

"By the time the mothership arrives, there won't even be scraps left for them."

"Tonight, we're charging straight into the humans' Core City!"

On the black stone throne at the highest point.

The Tali Crown Prince held a dark gold goblet, offering no objection to his subordinates' arrogance.

He enjoyed the feeling of having the entire world beneath his feet.

"My love." The Crown Prince turned to look beside him.

The Tali Tribe queen reclined beside the throne, her fingertips toying with a sphere of blinding, high-speed rotating silver light.

From within the silver light came the faint, sharp sound of space being torn asunder.

"My King, whenever I think about seeing Lin Mo soon, every scale on my body trembles with excitement."

The queen flicked out her forked tongue, licking her sharp fangs.

The encounter in that low-tier dungeon a year ago was a disgrace they would never be able to wash away.

Their pride and joy—their talent—had been used by that man as a tool for scrubbing his back and giving him a massage.

What utter humiliation!

Now, they had bathed in Holy Blood, completed their super-evolution, and their talents had undergone a super-advancement!

If there were a next time, their blades would never again serve as Lin Mo's massage tools!

"Today, I will make him experience ten thousand times the pain."

The queen crushed the silver light in her hand, and thousands of miniature light blades swirled around her, instantly shredding the hard obsidian ornaments nearby.

"I'm going to sever his tendons first, then slice away his flesh bit by bit."

"Then, I'll extract his soul and turn it into a footrest."

The Crown Prince laughed heartily and pulled her into his arms.

"As you wish, all as you wish."

"That Lin Mo shall be nothing but a plaything for you to toy with!"

Fanatical cheers echoed through the crater as the army of one hundred thousand Lizardmen immersed themselves in fantasies of one-sided slaughter.

Right amidst this deafening clamor.

A voice, flat and devoid of any inflection, rang out without warning behind the Crown Prince and the queen.

"Yo! Quite lively."

"Are you welcoming me?"

These few words were not spoken loudly.

Yet, as if defying the laws of physics, they fell clearly into the ears of every single Lizardman present.

The clamor stopped abruptly.

Over a hundred thousand eyes turned in unison toward the throne at the highest point.

The next second.

The entire place fell into dead silence.

There were no spatial fluctuations, no energy warnings.

A human youth in casual clothes was standing directly behind the throne, no one knew when he had arrived.

His posture was incredibly relaxed.

He reached his hands forward.

His left hand precisely clamped onto the back of the Tali Crown Prince's neck.

His right hand casually grabbed the wing bone on the Tali Tribe queen's back.

The movement was as natural as picking up two plucked chickens ready for slaughter at a market.

"Who?!"

The moment he was grabbed, the Crown Prince's instinct as a high-tier alien race caused him to erupt with all his Source Power.

But to his horror, he found that he couldn't release even a sliver of his power.

An unreasonable, terrifying force, heavy as the entire world, surged through the hand gripping his neck and forcefully crushed into every part of his body.

His meridians were sealed.

His Source Power was completely suppressed.

Even his scales, which had just bristled, were forcibly pressed back against his skin.

The queen was even more horrified, unable to utter a sound.

She frantically channeled the killing light blades she took such pride in, attempting to shred the person behind her.

But the energy that had always obeyed her every command was now like a stagnant pool of water.

Forget releasing fifty thousand light blades; she couldn't even squeeze out a single spark.

Suspended in mid-air, the two kicked their legs wildly, looking both ridiculous and pathetic.

The army of one hundred thousand Tali Tribe members below had their brains completely crash.

Those were the Crown Prince and the queen—beings who had been baptized by Holy Blood and possessed strength rivaling Sixth-Turn powerhouses!

They hadn't even had time to react before they were lifted into mid-air by a single human with one hand?

Several guards at the edge of the camp were the first to react, raising their bone spears and roaring.

"Release the King!"

Lin Mo completely ignored the clamor below.

He held the two in his hands, even bouncing them slightly with interest to gauge their weight.

Then, he looked down at the dense mass of Lizardman warriors, like a black tide.

A slow smirk spread across Lin Mo's lips.

He revealed a smile that seemed incredibly friendly, yet made the queen's soul tremble in terror.

She recognized that face instantly!

It was that demon!

The demon from the dungeon a year ago!

"Lin… Lin Mo…"

The queen struggled to squeeze the syllables from her throat, her voice warped by extreme terror.