75: Chapter 74 The Dragon-Trapping Formation!
The dragon beasts retreated like a receding tide.
The White Bone Wasteland fell silent once again, leaving only shattered bones across the ground and a blood mist that had yet to dissipate.
But the silence lasted for only half a second.
Thirty Dragon Attendants moved simultaneously.
They no longer stood in formation waiting for orders as they had before.
The rout of the dragon beasts made them realize one fact—the human before them was no longer a target to be hunted.
He was a threat that had to be dealt with immediately.
Thirty figures shot out from different directions.
Fluctuations of laws tore through space; some tore open the void for short-range teleportation, some condensed spatial blades to strike from blind spots, and some directly detonated the bones beneath their feet, turning them into a rain of bone spears.
Thirty types of attacks from thirty angles, with almost no coordination—because every Dragon Attendant knew that against a target of this level, coordination would instead decrease the density of the attack.
Throwing everything at him at once was the right way to go.
The moment the attacks landed on Lin Mo, a dense wave of notifications flashed across his retinas.
[Block successful, Talent EXP +51,200,000]
[Block successful, Talent EXP +51,200,000]
[Body of the War God: Layer 683... Layer 714... Layer 759...]
Fifty million times experience!!
Every level up increases the experience multiplier by 1 million!
With every Block check, tens of millions of Talent EXP were credited.
With thirty Dragon Attendants attacking at once, the number of checks triggered within a single second was simply uncountable.
Lin Mo didn't even look at those attacks.
He had already killed 100 enemies, and the 100% attribute stack of his Demon God Transformation was fully maxed out!
With all attributes increased by 200%, plus the additional bonus from the Body of the War God, his attributes had reached an utterly ridiculous level!
His defense had already reached over 120,000!
His strength had even reached 1.9 million!
1.9 million!
Who could possibly withstand this?
The Block effect was also leveling up rapidly during the recent attacks!
He was looking at his skyrocketing skill levels.
Level 952 Berserk...
Level 961 Berserk...
It leveled up almost every few seconds!
At this rate, in just a little while, Berserk would also reach Level 1000, triggering a second advancement!
Suddenly, Lin Mo moved.
There was no pre-cast animation for a skill, nor any fluctuation of mana.
Even the sound of tearing air couldn't keep up with his speed!
In his Demon God Transformation state, his speed had reached 1.4 million!
It caused his body to vanish directly from sight.
The nearest Dragon Attendant only saw the crimson vertical pupil on the breastplate enlarge for an instant.
And then, his head was gone.
It wasn't sliced off.
It was torn from his torso by a palm covered in black scales, along with his cervical vertebrae and half of his shoulder bone.
Before the shockwave from the corpse flying backward could even spread, Lin Mo had already appeared in front of the second Dragon Attendant.
Right fist.
Frontal.
A straight punch, as simple as could be.
The Dragon Attendant instinctively crossed his arms to Block, and Space Law condensed three layers of overlapping spatial barriers in front of him.
The moment the fist hit the barriers, the three layers of spatial barriers exploded like they were made of paper.
The force of the punch pierced through the Dragon Attendant's arms, chest, and spine, blasting a hole half a meter in diameter through his back.
The third Dragon Attendant tried to teleport away.
But by the time he reacted, Lin Mo's attack had already arrived!
Just as a spatial rift was torn open, Lin Mo's hand had already reached inside.
He directly dragged back the Dragon Attendant, who had already partially entered the rift, and delivered another punch that pierced straight through his chest!
Terrifying power diffused within his body, directly exploding the corpse into a blood mist!
Three Dragon Attendants.
From start to finish, it took no more than two seconds.
The remaining twenty-seven Dragon Attendants all stopped at once.
Those who were attacking frantically just a moment ago now looked as if they were being strangled.
Their attacking motions froze in mid-air, their eyes staring fixedly at the three corpses on the ground that were no longer recognizable.
Silence.
The entire White Bone Wasteland fell silent.
Only the vertical pupil slit on Lin Mo's breastplate pulsated rhythmically, its dark red light flickering like a living heart.
"Why is your Space Law so pathetic now?"
Lin Mo's voice came from beneath his half-covered black armor, his golden vertical pupils scanning the remaining Dragon Attendants.
"You can't even dodge my attacks."
The Dragon Attendants were trembling all over!
They were Dragon Attendants.
After becoming servants of the Dragon King, they naturally mastered Space Law.
But Lin Mo was actually able to insta-kill them before they could even react!
This meant that using Space Law to avoid Lin Mo's attacks was completely useless!
This guy's speed was already so fast that they didn't have time to use their law!
Just what kind of monster was this!
Is he really human?
At that moment, Dragon General Jie Yuan spoke up.
But his right hand, which held a large black sword, saw its knuckles tighten slightly.
"You're just a human who recently underwent his Second Class Advancement; what are you putting on airs for?"
Jie Yuan spoke, his expression extremely grim.
The ones Lin Mo killed were all his subordinates!
"Even if you've reached over level 500, you're still just a Blank Slate Warrior."
Jie Yuan's large black sword was held horizontally in front of him, and the ancient dragon patterns on the blade began to glow.
"Without high-level class bonuses or a powerful exclusive skill system, even if you obtained two Mythical Grade job transition items, your attribute growth would still be outrageously low."
"But me—"
He took a final step forward, the tip of his sword pointing at Lin Mo.
"I am a Level 999 Dragon General."
"A direct Monarch-rank under the King, the truly number one class below the King-rank."
"I'll give you one last chance: submit, or die!"
Lin Mo shook his head speechlessly and said,
"Stop bragging. I think you're just mediocre, nothing impressive."
Jie Yuan laughed out of sheer anger.
"You refuse the easy way, then have it the hard way!"
He moved.
The full-power strike of a Level 999 Dragon General!
Space was compressed into a single line before the sword's edge; all bones, air, and light were shredded along that line.
A terrifying strike.
Enough to kill any creature below its Fourth Class Advancement in a single blow.
Lin Mo didn't draw his sword.
He raised his right fist.
Dark red claw blades condensed on the surface of his fist, and over 1.9 million strength was poured into this punch.
Fist and sword met in mid-air.
The sound of metal clashing did not ring out.
Because the moment Jie Yuan's large black sword touched Lin Mo's fist, it began to crack from the center.
The cracks spread to the hilt at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the entire sword shattered into iron dross within a fraction of a second.
The sword shattered.
But the fist didn't stop.
The excess power followed the fragments of the sword blade and poured into Jie Yuan's right arm.
*Crack—*
It wasn't the sound of bones breaking.
It was the sound of the entire arm being shredded from the structural level, starting from the shoulder joint, by the force.
Golden armor, flesh, bone, and tendons mixed together and exploded into a blood mist.
Jie Yuan's right arm had vanished.
The Level 999 Dragon General retreated seven steps, each step stamping a half-meter deep pit into the bone-covered ground.
He looked down at his empty right shoulder; the cross-section of the shoulder was as neat as if it had been cut by a laser, and golden blood gushed out.
"Im...possible..."
Jie Yuan's voice was trembling, his face filled with disbelief.
"You... you're only at your Second Class Advancement! You're a Blank Slate Warrior! How could you possibly—"
"Why wouldn't it be possible?"
"Stop acting like you're second only to God every single day."
Lin Mo wore a disdainful smile as he flicked away the golden blood droplets from his claw blades.
"If you ask me, a guy like you isn't even worthy of a seat at the table."
The remaining Dragon Attendants completely panicked.
Some turned and fled, while others tore open spatial rifts, preparing to escape into the void.
But a loud roar from Jie Yuan suppressed everyone.
"Form the formation!"
The Dragon General's face was contorted as his left hand tightly clutched his severed arm, golden blood continuously oozing from between his fingers.
"Dragon Trapping Formation, rise!"
The twenty-seven Dragon Attendants seemed to have some instinct activated; disregarding their fear, they went to execute the task expressionlessly like puppets.
Twelve Dragon Attendants stood at the core nodes, while the remaining fifteen filled the formation eyes; Space Law wove together into a giant magic circle covering a hundred-meter radius.
Hundreds of spatial chains shot out from the formation patterns, densely coiling toward Lin Mo.
Spatial barriers stacked layer upon layer, forcibly sealing the area off like an iron barrel.
Jie Yuan's left hand pressed onto the core of the magic circle as law power poured in frantically.
"This is the number one formation below the Fourth Class Advancement!"
Seeing that Lin Mo didn't try to evade, Jie Yuan mocked him:
"You actually didn't dodge or run! Truly foolish! Truly arrogant!"
"This is my Dragon Temple's number one formation below the Fourth Class Advancement! Every second requires the consumption of Dragon King's Blood to maintain!"
"Anyone who enters this formation will taste the agony of a thousand cuts every single second!"
"Without a domain, they will turn into thick liquid in an instant!"
"You are now trapped with no way out. Surrender quickly!"
Lin Mo looked at his skyrocketing Talent EXP in shock, nearly shouting "666"!