The end of the world is approaching, I'm handing myself over to the country.

At this moment, the monster army on the upside-down mountain peak was in complete chaos.

Seeing Desire being easily defeated with a single hand, the usually arrogant and powerful Netherworld Heavenly experts were so frightened that they retreated repeatedly, not daring to step forward to help.

"What's going on?!" a monster covered in tentacles cried out in terror.

"Why hasn't Lord Desire relinquished his authority yet? That guy is a complete madman! If this continues, Lord Desire will be electrocuted to death!"

Beside him, a tall, heavily armored monster swallowed hard, his voice trembling noticeably: "No... it has nothing to do with Lord Desire."

"What do you mean?"

The heavily armored monster stared intently at Lin Mo in mid-air, its teeth chattering: "Lord Desire, it's not that you don't want to break free, it's that you can't. That Blue Star person's spiritual power has already reversed and locked away your authority."

"Lord Desire was consumed by his own power; now that Earthling is forcing him to maintain the connection..."

"How is this possible!"

A sense of horror spread like a plague within the Netherworld Heaven's camp.

Reverse-lock the authority of a king-level life form? Just how terrifying must one's mental strength be to accomplish such a feat?

midair.

Lin Mo stared coldly at the charcoal in his hand.

The lightning subsided slightly, giving the opponent a chance to catch their breath.

"Sir...sir..."

Desire, hoarse like the sound of sandpaper rubbing together, squeezed out from a leaky mouth.

He struggled to turn his still-bleeding eyes, looking at Lin Mo with pleading in them.

"Please...please spare me...I know I was wrong...I swear I will never set foot on Earth again..."

This terrifying being, which has lived for countless years, is now reduced to nothing more than the instinct to survive.

What dignity, what glory of the underworld, all become bullshit in the face of absolute violence.

All he wanted was to live.

As long as he can return to the Netherworld alive, he never wants to see this black-haired, red-eyed fiend again in his life.

"beg for mercy?"

Lin Mo's lips curled into a mocking sneer.

Should we put them back and wait for them to gather more people next time?

dream.

"You don't know you're wrong," Lin Mo said, staring into the eyes of desire, his voice as cold as ice from the deepest hell. "You just know you're about to die."

The voice just fell.

Lin Mo suddenly exerted force with his five fingers.

boom--! ! !

A muffled, explosive sound erupted in mid-air.

Desire's charred head, like a watermelon filled with red paint, was crushed to pieces by Lin Mo.

Dark red blood mixed with white brain matter splattered everywhere, but when it touched the air around Lin Mo, it was directly repelled by the invisible killing intent, and could not touch him at all.

Clean and efficient.

The headless corpse of Desire convulsed twice in mid-air, then lost all its strength and fell straight down like a rag doll, crashing heavily into the ruins of the wasteland and raising a cloud of dust.

The most powerful experts in the Netherworld Heaven are easier to kill than a chicken in this guy's hands.

No one spoke; the howling wind sweeping across the wasteland echoed across the battlefield.

Both the players below and the Netherworld army on the upside-down mountain peak fell silent at this moment.

Lin Mo casually shook the dirt off his hands and tilted his head back slightly.

His scarlet eyes, hundreds of meters away, were fixed on the remaining monsters on the upside-down mountain peak.

Wherever his gaze fell, the powerful monsters of the Netherworld lowered their heads as if electrocuted, not daring to meet his eyes. Being stared at by those eyes was like having death gripping their throats, making even breathing difficult.

run.

Everyone had only one thought in their minds.

"So."

Lin Mo's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of every monster present, carrying an undisguised, ferocious killing intent.

"It's your turn."

He slowly twisted his neck, making a cracking sound as his bones ground together: "Tell me, how do you want to die?"

This seemingly casual remark completely shattered the psychological defenses of the Netherworld army.

Just as all the monsters were desperately preparing to fight to the death or scatter and flee.

A sudden, extremely abrupt voice rang out from the very front of the monster horde.

"My lord! Lord Lin Mo! It's me!"

The voice, filled with obsequiousness and urgency, stood out loudly amidst the quiet horde of monsters.

All eyes immediately turned to him.

A figure emerged from the monster horde, tumbling and crawling.

Lie bowed and scraped as he walked a few steps toward Lin Mo, his face plastered with a sickeningly bright smile, an expression that was even more affectionate than if he had seen his own father.

"My lord, it's me, San Shi! Do you remember me?"

San Shi rubbed his hands together, his back bent at almost a ninety-degree angle, his tone full of flattery: "I'm one of us! Definitely one of us!"

This completely baffled everyone present.

What's going on?

The high-level monsters standing next to San Shi looked bewildered.

Is this some kind of lie? Has the adult lost their mind?

Lin Mo looked down at San Shi, a flicker of crimson light in his eyes.

Seeing that Lin Mo did not make a move immediately, San Shi felt much more at ease.

There is a play!

As long as I'm not killed immediately, there's still room for negotiation.

The next second, San Shi suddenly sat up straight.

The obsequious smile that had been on her face vanished instantly.

He turned around abruptly, facing the remaining Netherworld beings on the upside-down mountain peak.

His facial expression seamlessly switched from that of a grandson to that of an old man in a single second.

His once peaceful gaze instantly turned extremely fierce, his features contorted as if he were looking at a group of his father's killers.

"What are you looking at! A bunch of stupid idiots who don't know their own mortality!"

San Shi pointed at the several high-level monsters who had just been standing shoulder to shoulder with him, and cursed them, spitting saliva onto their faces.

"I've tolerated you for far too long! A bunch of frogs in a well, don't you even open your dog eyes to see what a magnificent being Lord Lin Mo is! How dare you trash provoke him?"

As he cursed, he strode toward a monster engulfed in green flames and slapped it hard across the face.

Snapped!

"You were the loudest one just now, weren't you? You want to flatten the entire planet? You think you can get away with that!"

The green fire monster staggered from the blow, completely stunned, covering its face as it stared at San Shi in disbelief: "Lord Liar, you...!"

"What do you mean, 'you'?!"

"Do you think I know you that well?!"

San Shi didn't give the other person a chance to speak and kicked him in the stomach.

Then, with his hands on his hips, he surveyed the entire scene of the Netherworld monsters, which he had completely messed up, with an air of superiority.

San Shi cleared his throat and roared at the top of his lungs, "Speak! You bunch of blind bastards, how do you want to die!"