93: Chapter 92: Countdown to the Dragon King's Resurrection!

The Southern Wasteland.

A giant domed building, cast from obsidian and magic silver alloy, floated silently above an underground dark river.

Above the round table in the center of the dome, eighteen family emblems emitted various faint glows.

Zhou Yanting sat in the main seat on the north side.

His empty left sleeve was pinned to his shoulder, a price paid from his encounter with Qin Lan half a month ago.

Potions for limb regeneration existed only in legends, or rather—only Lin Mo could create them.

"Everyone, time is running out."

Zhou Yanting spoke, his voice raspy.

"We still haven't figured out exactly how many trump cards the Alliance has held back."

"Many spies from the Alliance have been exposed within our families. Now, we face internal strife and external threats, all while having to manage the front-line battles."

The round table fell silent for a moment.

A withered old man sitting on the east side tapped the tabletop.

The head of the He Family, Helian Cang.

"One year."

He held up a single finger.

"At this rate, in one year at most, we will be completely worn down!"

"All of this is thanks to Lin Mo."

His words were very blunt.

But no one refuted him.

Because Lin Mo had left behind advanced healing potions, the Alliance's experts were completely unafraid of trading injuries, fighting with extraordinary desperation.

As a result, the experts of the Noble Families were constrained in their fighting.

"So today, we will discuss only one thing."

Zhou Yanting's gaze swept over everyone.

"How to break this deadlock."

After a brief silence, a middle-aged man on the west side stood up.

The head of the Ling Consortium own, Ling Zhengyang.

He said in a deep voice:

"The key to breaking the deadlock has never been on the battlefield."

"In the Alliance, the most troublesome points are Su Xiaoli and Lin Mo."

"Of these two, one is a Natural King-class, and the other has an extremely terrifying Super Hidden Class."

"Gaining either one would be enough to rule the world!"

As soon as he said this, everyone nodded in agreement.

"Yet the Alliance actually holds both of them."

Ling Zhengyang said through gritted teeth.

"To break the deadlock, we must obtain at least one of them to have any hope of continuing to stand against the Alliance!"

Helian Cang curled his lip in disdain.

"You mean... you still want to go after Su Xiaoli? Why didn't I see you guys putting in much effort during the last plan to target Su Xiaoli?"

"You also share the responsibility for that failure."

Hearing this, Ling Zhengyang snorted coldly and fell silent.

Zhou Yanting sighed inwardly.

If the people of the Noble Families could unite wholeheartedly, the Alliance would have been dealt with long ago.

Unfortunately, not only did every family hold something back, but they also had to guard against being backstabbed by their rivals.

The Alliance, however, was completely united as one.

In the long run, it would be difficult for the Noble Families not to lose.

"Actually, you're all looking at it wrong. It's not necessarily only Su Xiaoli who can help us break the deadlock."

"Don't forget, Su Xiaoli isn't the only King."

Suddenly, Zhang Wei spoke up leisurely.

"Isn't the Dragon Temple resurrecting the Dragon King? If we just give them a hand..."

Hearing this, the others felt a sudden chill.

The Zhang family teamed up with the Lin family one moment and exterminated them the next; their reputation was completely trashed.

Now they were coming up with such a terrible idea; it was hard to imagine what kind of people the Zhangs were.

If the Dragon King really were resurrected, the first ones he'd exterminate wouldn't be the Alliance, but this group of Noble Families.

"Impossible!"

"Do not mention this matter again!"

Everyone rejected the idea one after another!

Zhang Wei suddenly revealed a crazed smile.

"Actually, whether you help the Dragon Temple or not is no longer important. The Dragon Temple has already successfully found the Dragon King's Dragon Heart."

"In three months at most, the Dragon King will surely be resurrected!" "What!"

"How is that possible!"

Everyone was shocked; the psychological shadow the Dragon King had left on them was truly too severe.

"Did your Zhang family secretly help the Dragon Temple!?"

Someone questioned him.

"What if we did?"

Zhang Wei sneered.

"A while ago, when my Zhang family was in trouble, you all took the opportunity to force down our prices."

"My Zhang family's potions and equipment were sold at such low prices for the first time. I ask you, can you stomach that?"

Everyone flew into a rage, and some even attacked directly.

The Zhang family members were all cold-blooded; they used pre-prepared methods to leave the place, leaving everyone grasping at thin air.

"It's over! It's all over!"

Someone burst into tears on the spot.

"My wife and daughter! My old mother! They still won't escape the Dragon King's cruel hands!"

...

Such shocking news reached the Alliance immediately.

The people of the Alliance were also instantly dumbfounded.

The elderly, the young, and the women all felt themselves in danger.

What the hell!

Resurrecting the Dragon King???

Is this something a human would do?

Don't you want your wife anymore?

Don't you want your sisters anymore?

Don't you even want your grandmothers anymore?

How can you Zhang family members be so perverted?

...

Inside the tower, Lin Mo was unaware of all this.

He held the necklace Su Xiaoli had given him in his hand.

To be honest, after not seeing her for so long, he really missed her.

His singing and dancing troupe had already reached a scale of over a hundred people, all of them enchanting dragon girls.

The massage therapist team was not to be outdone, also reaching over a hundred members!

Unfortunately, after seeing so many, he grew tired of them; he felt his own little girl was still the best.

He secretly estimated that in three months at most, he would be able to climb to the 1000th floor and completely finish his Third-Rank!

Having climbed over five hundred floors of the tower, his level had now reached an absurd Level 1689!

His experience multiplier had reached a ridiculous 169,900,000 times!

It was truly "outrageous's mother opening the door for outrageous"—outrageous beyond belief.

And as for his attributes...

Because of the massive amount of sweat and effort he put in day and night without rest, along with a little bit of insignificant help from the therapists...

Magic Armor (Level 350 million)

Body of the War God (Level 30 million)

The Magic Armor's Block was as high as 3.5 billion points!

The bonus attack power also reached 3.5 billion points.

The Body of the War God was even more ridiculous.

This thing added 1,000 points to the limit of all attributes per level.

At Level 30 million, that was 30 billion points for all attributes...

So Lin Mo's current attributes...

Cough, they were simply indescribable.

However, at his level, he rarely needed to use his base attributes to attack anymore.

Because now, it was basically all domain battles.

Of course, even in domain battles, Lin Mo's attributes gave him a massive advantage.

For example... others simply couldn't break through his defense.

But because of the existence of rules, it was also unlikely for Lin Mo to pass through a domain and use his attributes to attack the opponent's body directly.

Fortunately, when it came to domains...

Lin Mo's domains were even more perverted...

Attributes could already be added to the domain, and Lin Mo now had over 500 domains...

With over 500 stacked together, he had directly become an existence that could not be looked upon...

If he finished stacking 1,000 layers of domains, he didn't even know what kind of monstrous state his domain would reach.

As he thought about it, Lin Mo sighed.

He felt that three months was still too slow; he needed to pick up the pace.

For some reason, he suddenly missed Su Xiaoli very much.

Six months was still too long.

Amidst the dragon girls' cries of surprise, Lin Mo rose from his wheelchair... Ptu!

He rose from his lounge chair.

"My Lord, are we stopping the massage?"

"Go play elsewhere! I'm going to work hard on climbing the tower!"