Chapter 105: One More Hit and I'll Die!

Zhao Tianling stared fixedly at the crack, his face as gloomy as water.

"Shanben, if..."

"I'm saying if, even the Third Team fails and Lin Mo manages to come out alive, what then?"

Shanben Jianyi pushed his gold-rimmed glasses, his tone flat:

"Then... kill him right at the entrance of this Team Fuben."

"Such a prodigy, if he enters the Ten Thousand Nations Battlefield, will be a huge trouble for our Great Ying Empire."

Having spoken, Shanben looked at Zhao Tianling, his tone cold:

"So, President Zhao, no matter the cost, he must die today."

"Are you crazy?"

Zhao Tianling looked at Shanben Jianyi in disbelief:

"There is a Xu Wenchang guarding outside!"

"That is Xu Wenchang of the Dragon Fist of the Dragon Guard Army! An 88-level top powerhouse carrying the only unique weapon!"

"With just us? How can we kill him?"

Facing Zhao Tianling's low shout, Shanben Jianyi still maintained a smile.

He did not answer directly, but instead asked:

"President Zhao, I have a question."

"According to my observation, the high-level combat power of your guild is not bad; you and the three vice presidents are all above level 80."

"But why are the hundreds of people under your command all stuck between level 40 and 45? There isn't even a single pillar of strength at level 50 or 60?"

"Such a gap is a major taboo in ordinary guilds."

Hearing this, Zhao Tianling snorted, a trace of ruthlessness and disdain flashing in his eyes:

"Mr. Shanben, this is Tianbei City, a border chaotic land; here, loyalty is the cheapest thing."

"If you train your subordinates to be strong, the first thing they will do is try to kill the boss and take his place."

"You also know how difficult leveling up is after reaching a high level."

"So, to expand our power quickly, we provide new members joining the guild with a 'Frenzy Potion' for free."

Zhao Tianling paused, his tone gloomy:

"This thing can overdraft life potential, allowing a person to rush to level 40 quickly within a short time, forming immediate combat power, convenient for us to get things done."

"But the price is that their level cap will be permanently locked at level 45."

"For me, what I want is not obedient elites, but packs of mad dogs that go wherever pointed and strike wherever aimed."

Hearing this, a trace of appreciation flashed in Shanben Jianyi's eyes:

"I see now, trading potential for immediate combat power; President Zhao is indeed a person who does great things, ruthless enough."

Having spoken, Shanben pulled out a scroll emitting a faint black light, "This is the 【Dark Curtain Barrier Scroll】, a one-time skill scroll."

"Once unfolded, it will form a barrier within a five-kilometer radius; unless it is a powerhouse above level 90 holding a unique weapon, it absolutely cannot be broken from the outside."

"Similarly, people inside cannot get out."

Zhao Tianling looked at that scroll, his pupils shrinking slightly.

The corner of Shanben Jianyi's mouth curled up slightly as he spoke slowly:

"Xu Wenchang is indeed very strong; the name 'Dragon Fist' shakes the four directions. But you must know, he is after all just one person."

"I, Shanben, am not talented, but my level is also 88."

"President Zhao, your level is 82. Plus the three vice presidents under your command, I recall they are all powerful figures above level 80, right?"

"As soon as Lin Mo comes out, I will immediately open the barrier."

"At that time, I don't ask to kill Xu Wenchang; just needing to hold him back should not be a difficult task for five powerful figures above level 80, right?"

Zhao Tianling's eye twitched.

Hold him back?

Spoken lightly.

At that level, the gap between every single level is an abyss.

Not to mention Xu Wenchang holds a unique weapon in his hand, his strength defying the heavens.

But he also understood that he had no way back.

The Intrusion Scroll was used, assassins were sent; the grudge had already been tied into a dead knot.

Shanben Jianyi ignored Zhao Tianling's expression.

He pointed to the dark crowd not far away:

"As long as we can hold back that Xu Wenchang, your four hundred-plus subordinates will go deal with Lin Mo."

"A four-person team cannot kill them, so..."

"What about four hundred people?"

Shanben looked at Zhao Tianling with a smile.

Zhao Tianling paused for a moment, "Then he... will surely die without a doubt."

"Exactly, President Zhao."

Shanben Jianyi smiled and clapped his hands; that smile looked especially chilling under the gloomy sky.

Thunder Fire Temple, Sacrificial Altar.

Time passed second by second.

Han Mengqing sat bored on the stone steps, holding a tree branch and drawing circles on the ground.

"Sigh… why is this group so slow?"

"I've already drawn five hundred circles. Are they turtles? Or did they get lost on the way?"

Han Mengqing tossed the branch aside, her face full of impatience.

Han Mengyao sat to one side, fiddling with the long spear in her hand, and said coldly without looking up:

"What's the rush?"

"Just treat it as halftime rest, recover your condition."

"If something goes wrong on your end when the fighting starts later, I'll throw you into the lava pool to make up the numbers."

Han Mengqing shrank her neck and muttered softly:

"Would you really have the heart… I'm your own little sister…"

Chu Lingxuan smiled gently. "Mengqing, don't rush. If classmate Lin Mo says he'll come, then he'll definitely come."

At this moment, Lin Mo was sitting quietly on a broken stone pillar, resting with his eyes closed.

Suddenly,

【【Earth Shield Art】 jolted sharply: Master! They're coming!】

Lin Mo's eyes snapped open, and he asked inwardly:

"Where? How far?"

【The voice of 【Earth Shield Art】 was somewhat urgent: Very fast! Extremely fast! And their footsteps are very light, you can barely feel any tremor…】

【【Earth Shield Art】 startled: They're already here! Right at the door!】

The door?

Lin Mo's heart skipped a beat.

Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Mo shouted directly at Han Mengyao:

"Mengyao! The door! Pin them down!"

This sudden command made everyone freeze for a moment.

The doorway was completely empty — not even a ghost of a shadow.

But Han Mengyao's combat instincts were extremely sharp.

Out of absolute trust in Lin Mo, she didn't hesitate at all, not even asking a single "why."

The long spear in her hand spun sharply, and a burst of cold energy erupted instantly!

"Extreme Cold Domain!"

Hum——!!!

A terrifying ice-blue cold swept madly along the ground toward the temple entrance.

Wherever it passed, the ground instantly froze into frost.

Just as the cold swept across that empty area—

Four human figures, still in running postures, abruptly revealed themselves.

A thick layer of ice instantly covered their entire bodies, firmly locking their movements in place.

Even at this moment, the four of them still wore that cautious, ambush-ready expression on their faces.

Tietou stared at Lin Mo and the others, who were already not far from them, his heart full of shock.

How could this be?

Lao San had clearly activated Stealth!

Logically speaking, they were invisible — they couldn't possibly have been detected!

Besides, he hadn't seen them activate any anti-stealth skill either!

He could rack his brains and still not figure it out.

The so-called Stealth, in front of that freakishly sensitive-to-earth 【Earth Shield Art】, was as laughable as streaking on radar.

As long as their feet still touched the ground, as long as they still had weight, they couldn't escape 【Earth Shield Art】's detection.

"They really came!"

Han Mengqing jumped up excitedly. "Lin Mo, you're awesome! You even spotted that!"

Lin Mo stood up, his tone flat:

"Mengqing, watch their health bars — don't let them die."

"Leave the rest to me."

"Got it!"

Han Mengqing answered.

However,

the frozen Tietou was full of question marks in his head.

Telling your own healer to watch the enemies' health?

What does that mean?

Before he could figure it out—

Lin Mo had already begun to act.

Zzzt——!!!

Violent Lei Guang exploded instantly in his palm.

Lin Mo slammed his Hand Heavily onto the ground.

Boom!

Thick lightning serpents raced swiftly along the ground, bouncing wildly between the four of them.

Immediately afterward,

Lin Mo straightened up, his hands loosely cupped.

"Multi-Cast Bursting Fireballs!"

"Blazing Fire Pillars!"

"Flame Storm!"

Boom boom boom——!!!

Dozens of fireballs roared out, and several pillars of fire erupted from beneath their feet.

The ice layer instantly shattered under the intense heat.

Lin Mo's gaze sharpened. "Xiao Tu, hit 'em with something nasty!"

【【Earth Shield Art】 instantly went wild with joy: Got it! Second Brother is here! Die, you bastards!!!】

Just then,

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Han Mengqing's anxious voice came through:

"Big shot Lin Mo! Stop fighting! If you keep going, they'll really die!"