Chapter 2072: Endless Legion

"How strong is it?"

Seeing Mo Ling intentionally avoid the topic, Lin An silently kept it in mind and went along with the question.

A strained smile.

To be honest, having reached this stage, he no longer cared whether Mo Ling could help him.

Although he roughly guessed it, Mo Ling's strength had greatly increased, and her path was extremely mysterious. But in Lin An's estimation, from Fourth Stage Peak to War Star should be the limit.

No longer as weak as before, he now regards Mo Ling and the others as the final pillar deep in his heart; just staying alive is enough, staying alive to accompany him to the end is enough.

If one were to say the only thing Lin An fears in his heart, it is fearing that at the moment he reaches the end, looking back suddenly, he finds no one there.

However, the next second, without giving Lin An time to think, he saw Mo Ling's hand suddenly ignite a clump of black-mist-like flame, which instantly pressed against his forehead at extreme speed.

"Buzz!"

The scene suddenly changed!

In the blink of an eye, Lin An astonishedly discovered that his surroundings had been replaced by an absolute darkness resembling a Judgment space.

Ice-cold, in the endless darkness above and below, pairs of yin-red eyes surrounded him like a Corpse Horde.

"What is this..!?"

Lin An came to his senses, subconsciously hovering in midair, a flash of white light in his hand as he grasped Cain's Blade.

His mental power instantly spread out.

Feeling countless, nearly millions of streams of undead aura, even Lin An couldn't help but his expression slightly changed, realizing that Mo Ling's transformation far exceeded his imagination.

"Roar!!"

The first roar of the bone dragon echoed like a war horn before battle, reverberating across the world!

As a streak of red flame shot down from the sky, scorching light instantly illuminated Lin An's surroundings.

He saw within the boundless space, densely packed, an army of millions of skeletons, already under the leadership of the headless knight, charging at him. Standing in the ancient battlefield, Lin An could see at a glance no fewer than dozens of kinds of undead creatures.

Fourth Stage Peak bone dragons and headless knights clashed in the air and on the ground.

Fourth Stage advanced necromancers and corpse mothers continually waved their staffs, granting speed to the charging skeleton knights.

In the middle of the formation, large numbers of undead assassins resembling bone worms, moreover under the hateful barrage, rained down on him like artillery shells.

At a glance, Lin An felt as if he were surrounded by an endless army, from sky to ground, monsters everywhere.

Coordinating with precision and high synergy.

Accompanied by thousands of deep, muffled roars.

"Kill!!"

Amidst the cries of slaughter, the raised spears, under the necromancers' aid, took on a ghostly light, with streaks of blue energy comparable to initial-stage rules enhancing all melee, boosting speed and charge.

In the blink of an eye, the first batch of headless knights formed a cyan-black triangular array, charging at him like a storm.

Moreover, what shocked Lin An most was that at the extreme distance of the battlefield, four pillar-like metallic beasts combined together, forming a metal platform hundreds of meters high.

And on the platform was Mo Ling, enlarged to an unknown multiple.

They gazed at each other from a distance.

It seemed he could see that Lin An was somewhat astonished, even shocked.

On the high altar, Mo Ling's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning; with a single finger pointed, a mental strike akin to Withering instantly bombarded Lin An's consciousness.

"Catch him and bring him over to me!"

A clear shout, slightly more mature than before.

Lin An let out a muffled groan; although this mental strike caused him no harm, when he regained his senses he suddenly discovered that black chains had somehow wrapped around his body, tightly binding him in place.

At the same time, countless spears were reflected in Lin An's eyes.

Without time to marvel at what ability Mo Ling had mastered, the casualness in Lin An's heart vanished instantly; he shuddered, shattering the chains that bound him.

Looking at Mo Ling, Lin An no longer underestimated anything; he merely intended to see how far Mo Ling had grown.

"Undead Legion?"

"If that's the case..."

"Boom!!!"

Ignoring the first wave of spears thrusting at him, Lin An's expression turned serious as a circle of dazzling silver light burst from his whole body.

"Bang!!"

With about ten percent of his mental power mobilized, a vast amount of mental power directly turned into a stormy surge, instantly sweeping the entire field, shattering everything around him into dust.

Easily destroying everything.

Enough to tear apart any Fourth Stage mental power storm, the white light in Lin An's eyes faded away.

In less than 0.01 seconds, a circular blank area with a radius of over a kilometer formed around him.

One strike cleared the field, bone ash drifting everywhere.

Although these undead creatures were of the same rank as him, any Fourth Stage Peak would have been instantly surrounded and killed just now.

But to Lin An, enemies below Fifth Stage, no matter how many, were merely cannon fodder, posing no threat whatsoever.

Noticing that the undead army beyond a kilometer was still gathering, unafraid, launching a second charge toward him.

Lin An smiled, simply gripping Cain's Blade, intending to seriously unleash a few strikes.

"Not bad."

"Good coordination; if it were Zhang Tie and the others, they'd probably not be able to beat you."

Without holding back in praise, Mo Ling's strength after her return was not far from his expectation. Although it posed no threat to him, looking below Fifth Stage, probably no one could defeat Mo Ling.

Just those bone dragons and headless knights alone were enough to make any Fourth Stage Peak despair.

Even the strength of a false War Star, upon encountering a weakness, could drain a regular War Star to death.

Yet again exceeding Lin An's expectations, he saw Mo Ling already in Monarch Form on the altar, as if he could not see his own troops being easily dealt with by Lin An.

Instead, he stared straight at him:

"Lin An, let's make a bet."

"If you can't end the battle within one minute, then you lose. If you lose, you must agree to one thing of mine."

"One minute? Lose?"

Lin An blinked slightly, looking at the extremely serious, even confident Mo Ling, and couldn't help but chuckle.

Settle a battle in one minute? Not to mention Mo Ling's current combat power is at most War Star; even if it's War Star Peak, that Annihilation Star, he couldn't finish it in a minute!

The higher the level, the shorter the battle time! If the opponent weren't Mo Ling, he could even appear behind Mo Ling in an instant and kill with a single strike!

"Sure."

Without any hesitation, Lin An directly agreed.

Just as his words fell.

The next second, as Lin An just activated the Electromagnetic Rule, the white bone ashes before him actually reorganized and regenerated in an extremely short time.

In just a breath, the undead army that he had instantly killed earlier reappeared before him.

"Kill!!"

Lin An's heart jolted; a spear, halfway formed, suddenly thrust toward him with a boom!

At the same time, the second batch of charging undead army roared forward, and even Mo Ling on the altar vanished instantly!

"This thing..."

"Can't kill it all?!"