Chapter 725: The First Card

"Lin Dui!"

"You can't possibly kill them all!"

On the church battlefield, the originally silver-black giant bear had been dyed red.

After stomping and bursting an unknown eyeball with one foot, he couldn't help but gasp heavily.

Without a physique that has no limit, even he finds it somewhat hard to bear.

If it weren't for his toughness, he would have been beaten to death long ago.

Damn it, these monsters are about to hammer him to annoyance.

He was so exhausted he couldn't strike the monsters, and the monsters couldn't strike him either.

At the center of the battlefield.

Lin An, almost submerged by the wreckage, expressionlessly pierced the Arbiter's iron helmet.

Were it not for the occasional bloody sword flashes shining from beneath the mound of corpses, Zhang Yong and the others would have thought Lin An was dead.

After drawing out the Blood Abyss, the weapon that originally vibrated at high frequency now sounded like rusted metal, its Humming Sound intermittent.

This weapon is about to become Scrap...

A muffled groan.

Lin An backhanded a chop downward, cleaving in half a monster wrapped in sealed rubber, his back covered in countless wounds.

Like a baby's small mouth, it looked extremely miserable.

Like Zhang Tie, he also found it somewhat hard to bear.

The power within the Seed of Death, although there is still a part left.

But he no longer wishes to use it.

Since the third Fourth Rank section began, the system has stopped providing the number of monsters.

Up to now.

Everyone realized that from now on...

The number of monsters will keep refreshing, endless and boundless.

It seemed impossible to kill them all.

The monsters dropping from the sky canopy came in an endless stream.

And at this moment, the phantom had just begun to ignite the pyre.

Evil God rose...

It is still far from the time of its appearance.

His heart felt heavy.

Even with multiple self-healing methods, Lin An could clearly feel his wounds continually expanding.

No way, there are too many monsters.

Even if his combat skills were superb and his self-created combat drills were strong.

There will always be some damage that cannot be avoided.

Under the system's weakening of Props effects, he could only rely on Demonic Transformation to heal his wounds.

Whether it was the Nether River's Breath or the Condensing Spirit converting vitality..

He finds it difficult to use either.

The former consumes vitality, the latter requires mental energy.

But his current Will attribute has been compressed to a pitiful 13 points.

No matter how he converts it, it's of no use.

The Causal Sequence must be saved for bursting into his strongest state, and Cain's Blade's bloodthirsty effect requires killing his own kind.

However, even if he killed Zhang Yong and the others to siphon their vitality, it still wouldn't be enough for his consumption.

Upon reflection, this trial truly restricted too many of his abilities.

He must keep his trump card, to be used in the final battle...

His mood was somewhat irritable.

If it weren't for Hell's Passive still in effect, he would probably already be seriously wounded.

My means against opponents are still lacking some.

Self-reflection.

After prolonged high-intensity combat, Lin An clearly noticed his shortcomings.

Most of his Equipment skills, even if not weakened by the system, actually have considerable limitations.

Cain's Blade is better suited for fighting humans.

Including the Death God's Mask.

Initially using a compass to test the monsters, Lin An largely did so to experiment whether these monsters had judgment, i. e., the ability to think.

If they did, the Death God's Mask could fully unleash a fear effect.

Unfortunately,

These monsters are much like sand worms, utterly unaffected by control effects.

Brainless monsters, indeed, are the best counter to him..

I...

Seems more suited to fighting humans...

For some reason, after becoming aware of his shortcomings, Lin An faintly sensed something was off.

Including the Death God Crystal summoning wraiths, and the Fool's fusion Judgment skill.

In past battles, he could rely on overwhelming strength to kill mutants or zombies.

But when faced with powerful and numerous monsters.

That is clearly not very suitable.

If the enemy were human, I could completely sustain war through battle, fighting endlessly!

Even if it's a mutant, I can draw out its soul and convert it into mental power!

Irritating thoughts grew heavier and heavier.

"Bang!"

After a piercing shatter, Blood Abyss was completely scrapped.

The ejected fragments burst open.

It was already repressed.

In an instant, Lin An's gaze turned fierce, and he simply threw away the remaining sword hilt in his hand.

Clenching his left fist, he violently smashed it at the monster before him.

A white light flashed.

After taking out Chu An's newly made high-frequency weapon from his belt once more, he continued the fight.

He didn't know how long this time's weapon could hold up.

"Lin An, it seems I can't hold on much longer."

The edge of the battlefield.

Zhang Yong raised his shield, deflecting the adjudicator's giant axe, then bent low to slip under the opponent and swiftly chopped down with an axe.

All the Awakened Ones who had come over dared not, or rather could not, participate in the core battle.

There were too many monsters around Lin An and Zhang Tie, so they could only play a minor role.

"We... seem to be more of a burden."

His feelings were complicated.

He considered himself highly expected by the capital's neutral faction, and thought he would shine brilliantly in the trial.

But at this moment, Zhang Yong felt he was good for nothing.

I clearly... have gone through so many trials...

I am clearly the outstanding test subject of the second Long'an Project...

He felt unwilling, yet had nowhere to vent.

After cooperating with everyone to kill the monsters on the outskirts, he instinctively looked toward Lin An, whose combat skill could be called an art.

Why...

The gap could be so huge.

During this period of contact, he clearly felt that the difference between himself and Lin An was not just equipment or talent.

Combat technique, mindset, and every aspect all had gaps.

He was practically perfect, like the most efficient killing machine.

As if he never knew what fear was.

In battle, he was hardly affected by emotions.

Could it be that lacking those special simulations caused such a huge gap?

He didn't understand, and couldn't figure it out.

The milky-white spiritual energy dimmed.

Fiona, who fought alongside him, saw that Zhang Yong had fallen into self-doubt during battle and couldn't help shouting to wake him:

"Stay sharp!"

"Don't compare yourself to him!"

"That guy..."

"Just treat him as a monster..."

She felt somewhat helpless.

Since meeting Lin An, Fiona had actually also felt a bit discouraged.

His train of thought was almost exactly the same as hers, and she could clearly perceive that his thinking efficiency was a level higher than hers.

She searched everywhere for clues and information to figure out the meaning of this trial, but he seemed to have known it all along.

Staying in the church, she found the answer by following the slightest clues.

As for Lin An, she truly developed a strong interest.

"Don't zone out anymore!"

"Find a way to unlock the gene lock."

"I guess Lin An might have such strong basic strength that unlocking the gene lock is far harder for us."

"If we remain at this strength.."

"If we keep going like this, everyone will die!"

Watching Lin An get hit again, Fiona's eyes were full of worry.

Once Lin An's combat ability is damaged, they won't have even the slightest chance to resist.

Just as Zhang Yong responded with a muffled agreement, preparing to bring people closer and, at the risk of death, attempt to unlock the gene lock,

Amidst the pile of corpses, Lin An's posture stalled, as if he had made a mistake, and he was instantly struck by the giant axe.

"Lin An!?"

"Captain Lin!?"

Like falling into an ice cellar.

Deeply trapped among the monster horde, watching as a horrifying blood mist was suddenly sliced from Lin An's body.

Zhang Tie's eyes were almost bursting, he was almost going crazy.

Lin Dui was restricted by the system, his defense power greatly reduced; he was basically not the original Lin An who could hard-resist a nuclear blast.

Due to carelessness.

He actually forgot this matter.

「Save people!! 」

His voice hoarse, strength exhausted.

Xiong Hanzi's eyes blood-red, he hurriedly rushed toward Lin An.

After regaining their senses, Zhang Yong and the others also felt ice-cold all over, without hesitation they led people wanting to charge in.

Lin An, absolutely cannot fall!

The forces of both sides, as if risking their lives, charged forward at that moment.

A weary voice sounded, but it was nothing serious.

「Black Dragon... 」

In an instant.

A gigantic black dragon propped up the mountain of corpses, raised its head and roared angrily.

In its dark gold vertical pupils, full of brutality.