Starting with 10,000 times the experience, and you're calling me a terrible player?

"Arrogant brat!"

The gray-robed man's voice squeezed out from behind the iron mask.

"You ruined so many of my materials!"

"Now you also know the secrets of the Dragon Palace."

"No matter who comes today, they can't save you!"

Lin Mo tilted his head.

"You talk too much nonsense."

A platinum longsword rested on his shoulder, and silver-white wings suddenly unfurled.

Lin Mo didn't chase after the gray-robed man, but instead plunged headlong into the crowd of more than four hundred puppets.

A single sword sweeps across.

Triple Spirit Symbiosis Triggers, One Sword Triple Strike.

The upper bodies of the four puppets flew out simultaneously, their cuts as clean as if they had been sliced ​​by a laser.

The second sword strike is a vertical slash.

The five puppets were split in two from head to crotch, their internal organs and bone fragments splattering onto the ground.

The third sword strike was a diagonal slash.

The arms, legs, and heads of the seven puppets flew through the air.

Lin Mo was too fast.

With a power exceeding ten thousand points and the symbiosis of the three spirits, wherever the platinum longsword passed, the puppets shattered like paper.

Severed limbs were flying everywhere.

Minced meat was scattered all over the floor.

The air was thick with the stench of decay and blood; the whole scene was ten times more disgusting than a slaughterhouse.

"vomit--"

Lin Yao, the little angel above her head, covered her mouth, her face turning green.

Thank goodness... these things didn't happen to her.

In less than two minutes, the ground was piled high with severed limbs and broken bodies.

But the gray-robed man stood at a distance, completely unperturbed.

He even let out a low laugh.

"Hehehe..."

Lin Mo paused, his sword flashing.

The pieces of flesh underfoot were moving.

It's not an illusion.

All the mangled remains of the puppets, chopped into pieces, were writhing.

From the wound of each severed piece of flesh, dense gray threads shot out.

The threads twist, splice, and merge at a speed visible to the naked eye.

An arm was attached to someone else's thigh, a head was embedded in someone else's torso, and bones pierced through the skin and were welded to the skeleton of another puppet.

Hundreds of pieces of minced meat were twisted into strips of meat, which were then wrapped into pillars of meat, and the pillars of meat were stacked into a wall of meat.

Within ten seconds.

A gigantic mountain of flesh, thirty meters high, rose up in front of Lin Mo.

Thousands of arms stretched out from the surface of the mountain of flesh, some still performing their last actions before death—gripping swords, making hand seals, and opening their mouths.

Hundreds of heads were embedded in the side of the mountain of flesh, their empty eye sockets filled with gray threads.

The mountain of flesh opened its countless mouths simultaneously, emitting a roar that no human could produce.

hum-

A massive sound wave roared out, causing the entire space to tremble violently!

【Meat Mountain Golem (Amalgamation)】

【grade:???】

【HP: 4,127,600】

【Strength: 1,230,000】

[Physical Fitness: 412760]

"Lin Mo..."

Lin Yao's voice was trembling.

"That monster has four million health points... and its strength... exceeds one million..."

The lives and strength of more than four hundred people were combined.

More than four million HP.

More than a million units of power.

The giant arm of the mountain of flesh crashed down.

The ground was blasted open by a meteorite impact, creating a crater twenty meters in diameter.

The shockwave sent rocks flying hundreds of meters.

Lin Mo had already flown into the air.

too slow.

Its power is terrifying, but the speed of this lump of flesh is ridiculously slow.

It's like a breathing garbage mountain waving its arms in place; even hitting the air makes it stumble.

"Is it really useful?"

Lin Mo swooped down.

The platinum longsword plunged into the waist of the mountain of flesh, stabbing it more than a dozen times.

Each sword strike can only deal 1 point of damage...

Moreover, the wounds on the mountain of flesh were stitched back together by wriggling gray threads within a second.

With over four million HP, the recovery speed is also cumulative.

His output is barely enough to tickle an itch.

As it turns out... big really does work.

"Can't be broken."

Lin Mo sheathed his sword.

The Mountain of Flesh can't hit him.

He can't break through the mountain of flesh.

froze.

Lin Mo didn't dwell on it and turned his gaze to the gray-robed man thirty meters away.

If you can't kill the monster, then attack the person controlling it.

A silvery-white afterimage streaked across the battlefield.

The platinum longsword slashed towards the gray-robed man's chest.

The gray-robed man vanished into thin air with a flicker.

It appeared five meters to the left rear.

Lin Mo turned and gave chase.

The three spirits coexisted and the sword made three judgments, the three sword lights cutting three deep grooves into the rock strata beneath their feet.

The gray-robed man disappeared again and reappeared eight meters to the right.

He even freed his hand to pat the dust off his robe.

"Young man, I use the laws of space."

The gray-robed man's tone returned to its initial indifference.

"As long as I still have magic power, you will never be able to touch a single hair on my head."

Lin Mo shrugged helplessly, at a loss for what to do.

The man in the gray robe smiled mockingly.

"Go ahead and hide, just keep hiding."

"You will still die in the end."

He raised a withered finger and pointed to the top of his head.

The system's light curtain in mid-air is flashing.

[Countdown to the final collapse of space: 3 minutes and 12 seconds]

"The safe zone disappeared three minutes later."

The gray-robed man's voice was slow and deliberate, tinged with barely suppressed smugness.

"The collapsing energy covers the entire area, causing 100,000 points of true damage per second."

"True damage".

He repeated those four words.

"Can you withstand attacks from hundreds of people and block 10 points of true damage?"

A confident smile finally appeared in the gray-robed man's cloudy eyes.

"And I can share life with the puppet. With four million health points, I can last forty seconds in the poison zone."

"Guess who will die first?"

He spread his hands, confident and composed.

"I don't need to hit you, I don't need to break your defense."

"Just wait."

"Wait until this world helps this old man kill you."

Lin Yao, the little angel above her head, suddenly turned pale.

"Lin Mo! 100,000 real injuries! What do we do? We need to get out of here quickly on the reel!"

"It won't work; he'll interrupt me."

Lin Mo smiled and shook his head.

He looked down at the panel on his retina.

A number lay there quietly.

[Talent: Parry (Level 10872)]

Current damage reduction effect: 108,720 points

108720.

The poison circle deals 100000 damage.

His parry damage reduction is greater than the true damage from the poison zone.

Eight thousand seven hundred and twenty points more.

Lin Mo raised his head, a relaxed smile on his face.

It's that kind of relief... when you were a kid and someone told you that you'd already finished your winter break homework.

So the poison zone only does this much damage?

I thought it was something really amazing!

I, Lin Mo, have been cultivating so diligently. Even if I can take a bath in the toxic zone, isn't that the treatment I deserve?

[Countdown to the final collapse of space: 0 seconds]

boom--

The sky is falling.

The man in the gray robe wore a confident smile.

He wanted to watch Lin Mo vanish into thin air with his own eyes!

1 second……

2 second……

3 second……

4 second……

Ten seconds later... Lin Mo was unharmed in the same spot.

He even had a faint smile on his face.

The gray-robed man's expression changed completely!