Chapter 257 - Even the Origin Rune Can Be Gifted Away
Beautiful ribbons of light fell from the air and drilled into the copy. Lin Moyu.
It seed to signal nearby beings that treasures were here, inviting them to co closer.
The Dragon Race, the Abyssal Demons—all of them were like wild dogs catching the scent, converging from all directions.
Upon seeing Lin Moyu, a re level 31 Human, each of them rushed over with sardonic smiles.
The results spoke for themselves.
The corpses behind the replica vortex had piled up into a small mountain.
It was nearly impossible to conceal.
Only half an hour had passed, yet Lin Moyu’s experience had significantly increased.
This was especially true in terms of military honors.
Each Abyssal Demon and Dragon Profession above level 60 could provide Lin Moyu with 3,000 military honors.
His military honors skyrocketed.
Now, his military honor count exceeded 600,000.
If this continued for a few more hours, Lin Moyu thought he could beco a one-star colonel.
A one-star colonel at level 31? Unbelievable.
Footsteps approached, and finally, a group from one of the clans arrived.
A team of six, all leveled over 50 , flew in.
Lin Moyu spoke in a deep voice, "Stop, the copy is temporarily inaccessible."
The leader of the knights frowned, a cold light flashing in his eyes, "Little brother, it’s not right to block the replica gate."
His teammates mirrored his dissatisfaction.
Being of the sa human race, the Knight showed so restraint.
Lin Moyu shook his head, "It’s not right, but not now."
The knight’s expression grew increasingly stern, and he was about to speak when suddenly his teammate nudged him and whispered, "Look over there, behind the replica."
The knight sniffed and glanced in that direction.
Behind the duplicate, corpses piled up.
"It’s full of Abyssal Demons and Dragon corpses."
At that mont, a whistling sound echoed in the air, and several Abyssal Demons flew in.
A skeleton erged beside Lin Moyu, picked up a corpse, and hurled it outward.
The body soared a hundred ters into the air like a projectile.
A thunderous boom followed.
The Abyssal Demon imdiately plumted to the ground.
The skeleton skillfully dragged the bodies back, stacking them behind the replica.
It was all done with such precision, sending shivers down everyone’s spine.
Lin Moyu scanned the group, "You really can’t enter right now."
The knight shuddered, "Understood, big guy."
A level 60 demon was effortlessly slain within seconds.
If that level of skill had been directed at them, the outco would undoubtedly have been the sa.
They couldn’t believe Lin Moyu was only level 31.
He must have used so special thod to conceal his rank.
He was definitely a powerhouse approaching level 70.
"Why don’t we wait on the side? When the entrance is accessible, we’ll enter again," the knight suggested, hastily leading his n away, avoiding any further confrontation.
For the next half-hour, they witnessed what it truly ant to block the entrance.
Abyssal demons or dragons—any who approached t their demise.
The pile of corpses behind the replica grew larger and larger, impossible to conceal.
Lin Moyu didn’t bother hiding it; he simply piled them on top of each other.
Several teams of human professionals ca over and were halted by Lin Moyu.
Upon seeing the mountains of corpses, they fell silent, accepting Lin Moyu’s advice without question.
They wouldn’t dare to enter without permission.
Several human teams gathered, discussing amongst themselves while keeping a close eye on Lin Moyu.
Lin Moyu stood there casually, emanating a thick aura of danger.
An hour later, a red light shot up into the sky from the replica.
Simultaneously, the ribbons of light flowing towards the replica dissipated into the air.
Joy spread across Lin Moyu’s face, "It worked!"
Soone exclaid in shock, "The Origin Rune!"
Finally, the human professionals realized why Lin Moyu had been blocking the entrance.
The original copy contained the Origin rune.
A few minutes later, another team arrived at the replica entrance.
Gu Changfeng scanned the surroundings vigilantly, finding no Abyssal Demons or Dragon Race Professionals in sight.
He breathed a sigh of relief, as did Lin Moyu.
It was good that there were no enemies; they could avoid another conflict.
"Sis, congratulations!"
A voice suddenly sounded from behind, startling Gu Changfeng.
Turning around, he saw Lin Moyu.
Lin Moyu’s sister was surprised, "Xiao Whisper, why haven’t you left?"
Lin Moyu smiled faintly, "To guard the door for you, to prevent anyone from disturbing you."
His sister’s heart ward; she understood the implication of Lin Moyu’s words.
After all, she couldn’t guarantee that she could obtain the Origin Rune every ti; the first ti was rely a higher probability.
Lin Moyu guarded the door to prevent others from seizing the opportunity themselves.
His sister suddenly rembered sothing, "Whisper, didn’t any Abyssal Demons or Dragons co over just now?"
"There were a few, but I took care of them."
"Ah!"
Gu Changfeng gasped in disbelief as Lin Moyu finished speaking.
His reaction was completely unlike his usual calm deanor.
Gu Changfeng saw the corpses piled up behind the replica.
That’s what Lin Moyu ant by "taken care of."
Lin Moyu didn’t concern himself with this; his sister looked sowhat worried, "Sister, be careful when you enter; it takes ten days to fuse."
His sister was in good spirits and grinned mischievously, "Don’t worry, teacher has everything arranged. We’ll go to the outer edge, where it’s safe."
Lin Moyu originally wanted his sister to stay with him, confident in his ability to protect her.
But considering his sister’s strong character, Lin Moyu didn’t push the matter further.
"All right then."
The two exchanged a few more words before his sister bid farewell to Lin Moyu.
Activating the teleportation stone, his sister and her group left the area, traveling to a predetermined location.
With their departure, the copy transford once again.
[Scarlet Source]
[Copy Level: 55]
Two difficulty levels were available: Normal and Nightmare.
There were no level restrictions for entry.
Even Lin Moyu, who wanted to enter imdiately, faced no obstacles.
Lin Moyu had little interest in a copy with only Nightmare difficulty. He turned to the human professionals nearby and said, "You guys can enter now."
After saying that, he turned and left, quickly disappearing from sight.
"A big shot indeed, giving away the Origin Rune like that."
"Did you see? They know each other, and the big guy is here specifically to guard the door."
"Are they a couple?"
"Not quite; I noticed a seven or eight percent similarity in their appearance. They should be biological siblings."
"Regardless, this big guy is incredible, slaughtering Demon Dragons like nothing, piling up corpses into a mountain."
"Did you see how skillfully he stripped the Dragon’s equipnt with that skeleton? He must have done it before."
A group of people entered the copy amidst murmurs.
Now that there was no stream of light to absorb, the copy looked inconspic
uous on the wide, ancient battlefield.
With the surrounding Demonic Dragons mostly eliminated by Lin Moyu, the area beca relatively safe.
One hour of guarding the entrance, one group after another falling.
Lin Moyu’s military honors soared to 774.3 million, increasing by over 200,000 million in a little over an hour.
It was like receiving a gift delivered right to his doorstep—extra cozy.
Lin Moyu proceeded onward, brushing against monsters every day. Continuing toward the core area, he activated monster brushing mode once again, his undead legion clearing the path ahead.
Encountering monsters or Demonic Dragons along the way, they were swiftly dealt with.
In the heart of the abyss, in a magnificent castle, the Phantom King sat on an ornate throne.
Alice knelt warily on the floor.
"Great King, I have failed. Please punish ."
Facing the Phantom King, Alice remained prostrate on the ground, not daring to raise her head.
Resting his cheek on one hand, the Phantom Demon King spoke languidly, "You’re not to bla for this. Lin Moyu’s strength exceeded expectations; even I failed."
"But did you accomplish what I asked of you?"
Alice imdiately replied, "It’s done; I’ve left my mark on Lin Moyu."
The Phantom King smiled satisfactorily, "That’s good."
A ball of Abyssal Fire appeared before the Phantom King at that mont.
From the dark green abyssal fire erged Mina, a chira with delicate features.
She bowed respectfully, "What is your command, great king?"
The Phantom Demon King’s eyes glead with purpose, "Mina, go to the Ancient Battlefield, find the space-ti passage to the upper levels, follow the scent left by Alice, and bring Lin Moyu back to ."
"Yes, sir!"
Alice was shocked, "King, are you placing too much importance on Lin Moyu by assigning Lord Mina to deal with him?"
The Phantom King’s smile turned cold, "Are you questioning ?"
"I dare not, I dare not, my lord!" Alice trembled in fear, her head pressed against the ground.
"Rember, my decisions cannot be questioned. Now, leave." With a wave of his hand, Alice was whisked away by a gust of wind.
Silence once again enveloped the castle.
Kangxi radical 118.
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