My mom is waiting for treatment, and you're summoning me to be a hero?

The Black Sword did not intervene this time in devouring the essence.

This means that one of the skills is a perfect fit for Lin Mo right now.

Lava Claws

[Burning Skin]

[Fatal Blow]

Lin Mo didn't even read the descriptions of the other two skills, and directly chose the third one!

[Absorb the essence of the Lava Hound King to gain the passive skill: Fatal Strike]

[Critical Strike: Your attacks have a 30% chance to deal double damage and a 5% chance to deal triple damage.]

A concise yet powerful skill description.

There are no fancy special effects, only the purest numerical values.

Moreover, with the added benefit of a double strike, the probability of this skill is directly doubled!

Lin Mo slowly opened his eyes; at this moment, his level had broken through to level 41.

Feel the surging power within my body.

And... the hunger emanating from the black sword in his hand.

His gaze slowly swept over the monsters in the stands who were still in shock.

The corners of his mouth curled up almost imperceptibly.

"Warm-up complete."

He raised the black sword in his hand.

The sword tip was pointed at all those emanating powerful auras, both inside and outside the arena.

"Next, it's your turn."

As Lin Mo finished speaking, the black sword swept across each of the beast faces, which were filled with shock and rage.

After a brief silence, the initial shock was overwhelmed by the ferocity that had been completely enraged.

"Arrogant!!!"

A deafening roar erupted first, emanating from the giant ape king, whose size was second only to the lava dog king.

It pounded its rock-like chest, its eyes bloodshot: "Mere humans, ants that have just broken through level 40, dare to spout such nonsense before us?"

"Attack together! He only succeeded by relying on his weapon and strange skills to launch a sneak attack! With all of us Beast Kings here, how can we be afraid of him!"

A giant iron beetle, its entire body covered in a metallic sheen, emitted a sharp scraping sound as its six limbs scratched the ground.

"That's right! Let's attack together! This human is too arrogant!"

"When has this king ever been provoked like this!"

"Boys! Today is your chance to prove yourselves in front of the Demon King!"

……

All the monsters present roared.

Lin Mo's feat of instantly killing the Lava Hound King did not deter all the Beast Kings; instead, it deeply stung their dignity as overlords.

They won't allow such awesome humans to exist!

"kill--!!"

"Tear him to pieces!!"

……

With a roar, dozens of figures exuding a powerful aura leaped down from all parts of the stands!

They no longer retain their original forms, directly revealing their strongest combat forms.

It might burst into flames, its muscles swell several times their normal size, or it might spray venom...

Further back, a large number of lower-level elite monsters from various races also roared in battle, their eyes red.

They surged into the arena from all directions like a tide, forming an encirclement!

The entire arena was instantly filled with violent energy and killing intent!

Despite being surrounded by demons, Lin Mo remained calm.

No undead army was summoned.

[Soul Erosion] was not released.

Lin Mo simply gripped the black sword in his hand tighter.

He wanted to crush these monsters with pure numerical power!

A footstep was taken.

Lin Mo's figure transformed into a black lightning bolt, weaving through countless gaps in the attacks.

Quickly, most of the Beast King's attacks could only land on Lin Mo's afterimages.

Precision; every swing of the sword is aimed directly at the vital point, without any unnecessary frills.

Ruthless. No one survives a single blow from his sword; a touch means certain death, a mere slap means certain death!

A giant, known for its defensive prowess, the Hill Stone-Armored Turtle King roared as it retreated into its shell, transforming into a rolling boulder that crushed it down.

Lin Mo neither dodged nor evaded, but charged forward head-on, his black sword sweeping upwards with a simple motion!

laugh--!

Click!

The sickeningly loud cutting and shattering sound was deafening!

The rock armor, which was strong enough to withstand repeated bombardments from battering rams, was like a crisp biscuit in front of the black sword.

It was cleaved in two with just one sword strike!

The sword's momentum continued, severing the flesh and bones beneath the tortoise shell in one fell swoop!

The Stone-Armored Turtle King did not even let out a miserable howl.

It was cleaved in two along with its proud defenses, its internal organs and blood splattered all over the ground.

Critical hit triggered!

Double damage!

A leopard-shaped beast king, crackling with lightning, launched a sneak attack from the side with incredible speed.

As if he had eyes in the back of his head, Lin Mo took a half step to the side, and his black sword struck first despite being behind.

The sword tip pierced precisely into its gaping, blood-red mouth, protruding from the back of its head!

The lightning was extinguished before it could fully erupt.

A [Bewitching Demon King], known for its mental power, attempted to interfere with Lin Mo's consciousness.

Just as it concentrated and released the invisible mental ripples, Lin Mo turned his head, his cold gaze meeting its huge single eye.

The immense spiritual power and pure killing intent contained in that gaze struck the Bewitching Demon King as if he had been struck by lightning.

Blood oozed from his single eye, and he fell into a brief daze.

The next instant, the tip of the black sword shattered its eyeball and pierced its fragile brain.

The massacre unfolded in the most primitive and bloodiest way.

Lin Mo was like a precise and efficient killing machine, shuttling through the waves of beast kings and monsters.

Each swing of the black sword brought forth a shower of blood, reaping one or even more lives.

The beast kings' formidable defenses, unpredictable abilities, and ferocious power, which made them famous, appeared utterly pale and powerless in the face of absolute strength.

Often, as soon as they get into position, their vision is filled with black sword light.

Those who can withstand two sword strikes are already among the best.

Most of them were killed in a single encounter when their weapons were broken, their defenses breached, and their vital organs pierced.

Blood was splattered wildly on every inch of the sand in the arena, flowing into streams.

The air was thick with an intense, suffocating stench of blood and the pungent smell of entrails.

Severed limbs and broken arms were scattered everywhere.

The cries of the dying and the roars of despair rose and fell, then quickly faded into silence.

This was not a battle, but a one-sided slaughter!

……

Father Harlin's legs went weak as he looked at the hole in the stone house in the distance, and he had to lean against the wall to keep his balance.

His face was ashen, and his lips trembled uncontrollably.

These are beast kings!

Each one is level 50 or higher!

Each one is enough to advance a whole team of heroes to A-rank!

But now it's just fallen like wheat being harvested!?

"Is...is this guy...human?"

His voice was dry and hoarse, filled with unbelievable fear.

Behind her, Yin Xue had somehow opened a jar of the dwarves' treasured liquor. The strong, pungent smell of the liquor made her wrinkle her little nose in disgust.

But out of curiosity, I leaned closer to sniff it, only to be choked and sneeze twice.

She rubbed her nose, heard Father Harlin's murmurs, and glanced at the one-sided battlefield outside.

Then, in a matter-of-fact tone, he said:

"Based on my professional and authoritative assessment, his current strength... is roughly equivalent to that of a top-tier human expert around level 70. He is stronger, not weaker."

"Level 70...?!"

Father Harlin's legs gave way, and he finally collapsed to the ground, his eyes glazed over.

"But he... he clearly only... just broke through to level 40! How is this possible..."

"Hahaha!"

Yin Xue couldn't help but laugh when she saw his worldview completely shattered.

"After all, he's the man I chose! Hahaha!"

Father Harlin was completely speechless, only his heavy breathing and the sound of his heart pounding could be heard.

Just then, an aura filled with killing intent emanated from Lin Mo.

Yin Xue's eyes lit up, and he flew to the doorway to look down, murmuring, "His divine revelation... is complete."