Chapter 237: I MUST CLAIM THE ACCOUNT RIGHTS!

To the left corridor of the dungeon, at the end of the Path of Annihilation.

This place was once a magnificent underground palace.

But now, it had been utterly transformed into a hell.

As far as the eye could see, all around were charred corpses and monstrous bodies pierced through by rock spikes…

In the center of this hell.

Lin Mo stood in place.

His sleeve hem was slightly soiled.

On the interface.

【Current Clearing Time: 44 seconds…】

【Current Clearing Time: 45 seconds…】

【Current Clearing Time: 46 seconds…】

Watching the constantly ticking time, Lin Mo sighed helplessly.

"Not ready yet?"

"Looks like the right path really is dragging things out."

His own path had been cleared by flying and blasting all the way.

In barely ten seconds, he'd already broken through.

But,

he could only wait idly.

In the skill bar.

【'Fireball Spell' snorted.】

【"Hmph! Old Four still can't cut it!"】

【"It's been this long, and she still hasn't cleared the right side!"】

【"If it were me on the account, I'd kill them all within ten seconds!"】

Hearing the eldest speak,

【'Earth Shield Spell' nodded frantically in agreement.】

【"Exactly! Old Four may seem tough on the outside, but when it really matters, her efficiency is still too low!"】

【"If Elder Brother were on the account, the Master wouldn't have to wait here like this!"】

With 'Earth Shield Spell' fawning,

'Fireball Spell' grew even more smug.

'Fireball Spell' adopted the air of a grand master giving orders.

【"So you see!"】

【"Old Four only has the edge because she got lucky and unlocked one more high-rank skill than me!"】

【"She just relies on having more high-rank summons, summoning a whole army of minions—only then does her clearing efficiency seem better over time."】

【"But in real, direct combat, what does she have to match me? She can't even beat Old Three!"】

【'Earth Shield Spell' offered another compliment: "Elder Brother is mighty! Elder Brother's firepower is number one in the world!"】

"…"

Lin Mo was speechless.

"Little Fire."

"Stop talking behind her back like that."

"If you think Old Four is useless, and that she's only winning because she has more high-rank skills…"

"Then why don't you go unlock another high-rank skill yourself? How else are you going to compete for the account?"

"If you want to be the boss, show some real boss-level substance—give me another high-rank skill!"

Provoked by Lin Mo,

【'Fireball Spell' still clung to its pride.】

【"Master, you say that…"】

【"Unlocking a high-rank skill isn't that simple!"】

【"It requires deconstructing and rearranging elements… in short, it's not easy!"】

【"Old Four just got lucky! Pure dumb luck!"】

"Making excuses?"

Lin Mo cut through it without mercy.

"Luck is part of ability."

"If you really had the talent, stop talking about luck—just go get me another high-rank killing technique right now."

"Otherwise, tomorrow's account rights will probably still belong to Old Four."

【'Fireball Spell' panicked: "Who's making excuses?! No way! Tomorrow's account rights are MINE!"】

'Fireball Spell' crossed its hands behind its back.

【"Actually, I've already got some ideas. Tonight, I'll reclaim the top spot on the clearing leaderboard!"】

"Good, good."

Lin Mo nodded.

"That's the kind of boss spirit I expect. I'm waiting for your new skill."

A slap, then a sweet date.

That's the art of being a boss.

Just then,

a series of prompts appeared on the interface.

【Detected: Path of Annihilation and Path of Descent fully cleared!】

【Final zone lockdown of the Dusk Throne lifted!】

【Transferring all surviving members…】

"Finally cleared."

Lin Mo shook off his thoughts, a faint smile tugging at his lips.

Whirr—!!!

The green stone tiles beneath his feet glowed with a teleportation array.

Intense light surged upward, completely engulfing Lin Mo's body.

…

After a sensation of weightlessness,

Lin Mo's vision cleared again.

He surveyed his surroundings.

It was a colossal floating platform suspended in endless void.

Above, the sky

was a thick, blood-red twilight.

At the center of the platform stood a massive, ruined throne.

Upon the throne, nothing currently sat.

【Prompt: All members have arrived at the final zone of the Dusk Throne!】

【Once all members are ready, the final boss will be awakened, and the final clear will commence!】

Lin Mo turned his head to the right.

Ten meters away,

flashes of white light appeared.

One by one, the 19 classmates of Dragon Order Class and the figure of Da Bai materialized within the light.

As soon as they landed,

Lin Mo saw their expressions.

Each face bore a blank, numb look.

He was already used to this expression.

"Looks like these guys were properly terrified by Da Bai."

"Class Leader!!"

Just then,

Han Meng was the first to snap out of it.

She waved her small hand.

Seeing this, the rest of Dragon Order Class hurried toward Lin Mo.

And the massive white fox,

strode gracefully, radiating an aura of proud, frigid cold, following slowly behind them.

"Class Leader…"

Ye Kong stepped forward to Lin Mo and offered a bitter smile.

"Your contract beast…"

"What kind of monster is this?"

"How does it even know your skills? We didn't even get a chance to move…"

"Exactly, exactly!"

Wang Dawei nodded frantically.

"Damn, it's been smashing everything in its path!"

Listening to the crowd's frantic complaints and stunned reactions.

Lin Mo said nothing.

Da Bai had already walked over to Lin Mo's side.

Those ice-blue eyes swept over the crowd with disdain.

【"Ice Spike" let out a haughty scoff: "Hmph, country bumpkins, scared already? I haven't even fully manifested yet."】

Lin Mo smiled at the crowd.

"Don't feel too defeated—after all, it's my contract beast."

Hearing this perfectly reasonable statement.

The crowd exchanged glances, finally sighing helplessly.

That's right.

Could a demon lord's pet possibly be an ordinary pet?

A perverted master raises a perverted pet—this is normal.

In the skill bar.

"Fireball" couldn't take it anymore, watching Old Four's smug face.

【"Hmph, kept the master waiting this long? Is this what you call strong? Don't make Fire Elder laugh."】

Facing "Fireball"'s words.

"Ice Spike" laughed sarcastically.

【"Oh? Who's barking like a dog?"】

【"Can't even earn a top slot, so you just rage helplessly at home?"】

【"Dare you log in? Oh right—you can't, because you lost to me last night, hahaha!"】

【"You're asking for death!!!"】

【"Fireball" flew into a rage.】

【"Don't get too cocky!"】

【"If I don't take first place tonight, I'll spell my name backward!"】

Watching the two skills in the skill bar once again bristling with tension.

Lin Mo shook his head helplessly.

He wiped the smile from his face and waved his hand.

"Enough."

"Stop wasting time—get your status ready."

"We're ready to face the final boss."

At these words.

Whether the bickering in the skill bar or the crowd's astonishment, all fell silent instantly.

Ye Kong, Han Mengyao, and the others immediately stilled their minds.

Weapons drawn, staves gripped tight.

Everyone's gaze sharpened once more.

"Ready."