Chapter 2150

"Main force.."

"Can I take them out..?"

Mo Ling lowered their head to look at the crystal in their hand, their small head quickly calculating how confident they were of wiping out the opposition.

Wanting to attract outside attention by rapidly rising in the rankings, she at least needed to break into the top ten thousand in a short time.

Ten thousand rank, very difficult, extremely difficult.

Before, the point requirement for the top ten thousand might not have been high.

But by the third stage, the points of everyone in the top ten thousand had already exceeded five hundred.

The points being so high does not mean that all the top ten thousand teams killed many participants; rather, starting from the first stage, many teams occupied the Eternal Summit and earned reward points. With hourly tier rewards, these teams' points naturally surged. Thus this also means that for Mo Ling to quickly rise in the rankings in a short time, she would at least need to eliminate thirty fifth-stage opponents, or an entire civilization's main force, plus a large number of fourth-stage opponents.

For most War Star Level individuals, this is no different from an impossible task.

But for Mo Ling, she must prepare.

As for the crystal in her hand, it is a distress prop. It is cheap to exchange, and when crushed it can continuously relay the current coordinates to the main force in the shortest time.

Therefore, if worse comes to worst, she plans to crush the crystal, using herself as bait to lure the enemy over.

Although her actual combat strength is stronger than what Lin An observed, she also has shortcomings. Without using the Necromancer Lord's ability, she can only kill by dragging people into the Necromantic Space.

Against ordinary War Star Level opponents, she can kill them in seconds even under a massive surge of necromantic creatures; but if she encounters a peak War Star Level, she must slowly wear them down.

One-on-one is not a problem, but in a large melee, as long as the companions of those she drags in remain calm, she will also be forced out by the disturbances created from the rule bombardment.

However, when using the Lord's ability, after killing an enemy she must complete a sacrificial ritual. During this period, she cannot even enter the Necromantic Space.

Even disregarding the cost, this still carries great risk in a melee.

Of course, no matter what, she will definitely take this risk.

After sending a message to Lin An indicating that her team's operation was going smoothly, Mo Ling gave it no further thought; the next second, the Necromantic Space began moving, heading straight for the southeast side of the Eternal Summit.

Underground cavity.

"Thump-thump! Thump-thump!"

The violently beating heart echoed back and forth in the darkness; unlike its previous beating speed, the heart's sound now unmistakably carried a tone of anger.

Like a ferocious beast guarding beneath a tree, the heart incessantly waved its tentacles, frenziedly lashing at the place where Lin An had disappeared.

And at the tip of one of its tentacles, fresh blood was unmistakably flowing.

At the same time, inside the Judgment space, Lin An struggled to rise from the top of the dream mouse's head, and the flesh that had been reborn all over his body fell away like ice shards.

He paid no attention to the wounds on his body; at this moment, Lin An merely gave a bitter laugh, looking at the dim, lightless Causal Sequence in his hand.

Both reversal effects within 24 hours have been used up by him.

Just a few seconds before Mo Ling sent word that everything was going smoothly, he suddenly realized that the nightmare heart outside was actually beginning to extend its tentacles.

It was obvious that this heart had grown impatient staying here; it intended to keep its main body here while sending its tentacles to 'seek' corpses elsewhere to drive him out.

The situation was urgent, so Lin An had to charge out, forcibly stopping its intention. Relying on his previous experience, this time he not only interrupted the tentacles' intent, but also tried to see if he could sever the tentacles, completely destroying its ability to control corpses.

However, the effect was far from ideal; with too little time to act, he was frozen solid the moment he moved.

With no other option, he could only abandon the attack; after managing to interrupt it, he fled back.

Merely stopping it was only temporary; Lin An clearly knew that he didn't have much time left.

"I can run... I can get away. This thing isn't that fast..."

"But running away is pointless now; judging by the situation, this thing won't digest corpses anymore. Even if I come back in two days, it will probably still be like this."

Lin An clenched his fists tightly; the newly grown flesh on his arm instantly split open in a wound, blood pouring out.

The situation grew worse and worse.

Even if this thing merely tries two more times, he will have no way to stop the heart from seeking other corpses. Once the heart finds a corpse similar to last time—one skilled in spatial rules, a shattered‑star corpse—he will lose even the chance to delay.

"Should I use the revival potion.."

Lin An lowered his gaze to the revival potion in his hand.

He never expected that, on the lowest-difficulty War Star Level battlefield, he would be forced to use his trump cards for the next two battles.

All that can be said is that this nightmare-grade artifact is far stranger than he had imagined.

The only bit of good news is that Mo Ling's side is proceeding relatively smoothly. Of course, Lin An also knows that while Mo Ling's team may indeed have found traces of the giant tribe, it's certainly not that simple for them to rendezvous.

He noticed that, just when Mo Ling sent the message, the Creator Alliance's points fluctuated greatly.

As expected, Mo Ling likely ran into another team and wiped them out.

Knowing how clever Mo Ling is, Lin An couldn't help but wonder what second method he had also thought of.

"If worse comes to worst, maybe there's still another way.."

He let out a long breath, Lin An gazed uncertainly at a hint of black deep within his thoughts.

His existing trump cards might be hard to use, but he still has that one given by 77! However, this trump card may not be usable, and using it could cause even greater trouble!

Shen Yuan's remains! As long as I release Shen Yuan's remains, all problems cease to be problems!

Although it cannot be used in instances, the Starlight Battlefield might not count as an instance.

Lin An had thought it over carefully; although 77 had told him that Shen Yuan's remains couldn't be used in similar scenarios, the fact that Big Eyeball dared let him participate in Star‑Destroying and even Shattered‑Star level battles meant they would never let him die for nothing—his worth was no longer what it once was. Thus he also doubted that Shen Yuan's remains could actually be used here.

After all, even this dream‑mouse NPC product has broken free of instance control, so there's no reason for restrictions to still exist here!

Compared to letting Mo Ling take risks, even running into accidents.

Lin An would rather take a gamble himself!

He had long been accustomed to licking blood from the blade's edge; waiting passively for death is absolutely not his nature.

He slowly rose to his feet; Lin An's gaze seemed to pierce the Judgment space, seeing the frenzied heart outside. Listening to those throbs that seemed to echo from deep within, Lin An silently reached toward his chest.

"Anger? Wanting to kill him?"

"Then brace yourself to face true horror!"

"Guyi! You go first!"

Lord Gusiman, they are definitely gathering points! We can't all die here!