Originally, they thought that after these two terrifying targets collided, they would have to fight for at least an hour or two, maybe half an hour at the very least.
But what happened? They just collided briefly, not more than three minutes from start to finish, and then it was all over!!!
How could such a terrifying outco not leave them shocked!
No matter which side won, it at least indicated that the other side had an overwhelming strength.
By now, anyone who is still alive in this dungeon knows what the mark above their head represents.
And the reason they entered this dungeon this ti was for what that mark represented.
If before, upon seeing the mark above Su Mo’s head, they might have had so thoughts of competing with him.
But now, when they see the mark, their only thought is to escape!
Although escaping doesn’t guarantee survival, not escaping ensures death!!!
The entire dungeon was instantly thrown into chaos.
Everyone, whether marked on their head or not, was fleeing in all directions.
They couldn’t be sure who Su Mo’s next target would be.
Now, they just want to stay as far away from this harbinger of doom as possible!
Back on the back of the Golden-winged Heaven-Swallowing Tiger, Li Yuanhao slapped his shoulder with disdain: "Why make the mark on your head so bright? Can’t I sleep at night!"
Hearing this, I really wanted to flick his forehead.
A sentence like "Are you here to play or train" was stuck in my throat, unable to be spoken.
Su Mo feared that if he said it, Li Yuanhao might start discussing proposing marriage again.
In recent days, Su Mo had been trying to avoid this topic, betting that kids forget quickly and that she would forget about it after they left.
"Then wear an eye mask to sleep!"
As Su Mo spoke, he took a piece of clothing out of his system space and covered Li Yuanhao’s head to effectively block out the light from the mark.
Glancing around, he chose a nearby mark, controlling the Golden-winged Heaven-Swallowing Tiger to fly directly there.
As this terrifying mark began to move again, so were relieved, while others were terrified.
The current situation has completely turned into a ga of eagle catching chicken.
Flying in the sky, Su Mo, like an eagle, stared at the little chicks on the ground, constantly picking and choosing the best target, then struck with a killing blow.
...
The two-ter-long Moon-Breaking Heaven-piercing Halberd, imbued with imnse strength, was thrown by Su Mo like a javelin.
[Bang!]
A terrifying explosion resounded, raising clouds of sand illuminated blood-red by the mark.
One mark disappeared, but the mark above Su Mo’s head grew brighter.
Anyone paying attention to Su Mo was filled with fear upon seeing this.
Too fast, it’s just too fast!
Both his forward speed and the speed at which he killed others were too fast!
So fast they had no ti to react.
It seed that wherever this terrifying guy went, his enemies would be instantly destroyed like dry weeds.
They couldn’t fathom why this guy, who had only awakened less than a month ago, was so strong!!!
Facing such a guy, the Professional Simulation Scroll they had been striving to seize and the mark above their head had now beco their death warrant.
Perhaps in the next mont, they too would face this terrifying Death God!
As ti went on, Su Mo kept collecting marks from all over, stomping any alien race he encountered to death as the sealed experience bar kept rising.
If it was a human race, and they spoke nicely and handed over their belongings, Su Mo wouldn’t take their lives.
But so guys just didn’t get it, and seeing what they thought was a terrifying presence actually being one of their own, they tried to morally blackmail Su Mo.
So people were fine and just begged Su Mo not to take their Professional Simulation Scrolls.
Others even asked Su Mo to share so Simulation Scrolls with them.
To such people, Su Mo showed no rcy, slapping them all to death.
Everyone ca into this dungeon to compete for the Professional Simulation Scrolls, competing not only with alien races but also among themselves.
Since they were competitors, why should I cut you slack?
Just because we’re of the sa race?
Well, there are countless of the sa race, and during the college entrance exams, they were all of the human race.
If I let everyone through, then how could I be the top scorer in the college entrance exam?
You really think the title of top scorer is sothing others gave up for ?
...
Half an hour later, in the entire southeast region, except for the terrifying mark above Su Mo’s head, there was no other mark left.
At 1 a.m. in the desert of yellow sands, Su Mo walked through the night like a king, absorbing all marks in his wake.
Sitting on the back of the Golden-winged Heaven-Swallowing Tiger, Su Mo had a sack on each side, filled with the Professional Simulation Scrolls everyone coveted, now tossed in sacks like garbage.
Seeing that there wasn’t a single mark left in the southeast region, Su Mo’s lips curled into a slight smile: "Things are getting interesting!"
Li Yuanhao took the clothing off his head and rubbed his eyes: "What’s interesting?"
Turning to look at this little loli who only knows mischief every day, a black line appeared on Su Mo’s forehead: "Nothing, you keep sleeping."
Shaking his head, he continued watching the desert below.
Earlier, he was sure he saw three marks here, but after arriving, they suddenly disappeared. Isn’t that interesting?
Jumping down from the back of the Golden-winged Heaven-Swallowing Tiger, he carefully searched the place where he last saw the marks disappear.
With one sweep of his eyes, he spotted signs of disturbance in the sand. Though most of it was covered by the relentless wind and cold night, the traces were still visible upon close inspection.
Su Mo’s lips curled into a smile, stepping forward to kick the sand away, revealing two buried Professional Simulation Scrolls.
"Interesting, the ga of eagle catching chicken has turned into a treasure hunt!"
As Su Mo finished speaking, the sand beneath his feet suddenly erupted.
[Boom!]
[Boom!!]
[Boom!!!]
A series of explosions even ford a terrifying mushroom cloud with the flying sand spreading out due to the blast waves.
Three kiloters away, a pair of binoculars slowly erged from the sand.
"Is he dead?"
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