Moonlight, like snow, blanketed the land.
The stench of blood in the air grew even stronger.
Within the short few minutes since the White God spoke, all the candidates had prepared for battle.
There were no support classes here, only combat classes.
The candidates formed battle formations.
Knights stood at the front, followed by mages and archers.
The knights followed their faith.
To kill a teammate, they would have to step over their own corpse.
“Tsk tsk tsk, not bad.”
“Too bad you’re all going to die.”
“One hour, enough to kill you all.”
“Too bad I can’t take your corpses back, the flesh of the Young Human Race, so delicious.”
“Hahaha!”
The chilling voice, accompanying the blood-red moonlight, sent shivers down their spines.
A hint of disgust flashed across Lin Mo Yu’s face.
He despised such cowardly creatures.
Xia Xue’s face turned pale with fear. She edged closer to Lin Mo Yu.
Perhaps Lin Mo Yu could provide her with some sense of security.
Not just Xia Xue, many were scared. Their expressions were not good.
“Here they come!”
Someone roared.
A gigantic figure appeared in the moonlight.
Detection magic flew out first, swirling into a gust of wind.
【Fiendlin Beastman Warrior (Abyssal Infection)】
【Level: 19】
Someone suddenly cried out, “I remember, there’s a level restriction in the War Realm. The highest is level 19.”
As he yelled, others also remembered.
“That’s right, how could I forget? The War Realm’s highest level is 19. No higher.”
“I was scared just now, but it is indeed only level 19.”
“What’s there to be afraid of? We have so many… ”
He suddenly stopped speaking. He couldn’t finish what he was saying.
Behind the giant figure, more and more figures emerged. They stretched endlessly, at least a hundred.
They were all level 19 monsters, all infected by the Abyss.
Each stood three meters tall, radiating a terrifying aura.
They marched towards the candidates, causing the earth to tremble.
In the moonlight, the monsters looked utterly hideous.
Their tails were covered in countless barbs.
After being infected by the Abyssal power, the Fiendlin Beastman Warriors had transformed.
They became even more terrifying.
An overwhelming pressure descended upon them.
The candidates were only eighteen years old. They hadn’t experienced a real battlefield.
When had they ever seen so many terrifying monsters?
One by one, their legs turned to jelly.
Their previous courage vanished.
Xia Xue’s face was pale. She unconsciously grabbed Lin Mo Yu’s clothes, “What should we do?”
Lin Mo Yu’s gaze was solemn, “Based on their size, these aren’t ordinary monsters.”
“They’re at least Enhanced Elite Monsters.”
“Very troublesome, but still manageable.”
He spoke more words than usual, as if trying to reassure Xia Xue.
But his words did nothing to ease her anxieties. Instead, she grew even more afraid.
“They’re all Enhanced Elite Monsters? Isn’t that like the monsters from Nightmare-level dungeons?”
Suddenly, a faint smile curved Lin Mo Yu’s lips.
“Infected by Abyssal power, they’ve mutated. Does that mean they’ll have extra…?”
Lin Mo Yu considered a possibility.
If his thoughts were correct, could these monsters help him level up?
The massive monsters were approaching, not running, but slowly advancing.
As if they were toying with them, they weren’t in a hurry to kill them all.
The chilling voice of the Abyssal Demon rang out again.
“Scared?”
“Terrified?”
“These monsters have been enhanced by my power. Each one is equivalent to an Enhanced Elite Monster.”
“Not many, just 100.”
“The White God said that if you work together, you can win.”
“Now, take a look. Can you really do it?”
“Hey, there are over 100 of you too. One for each.”
“Should we go one-on-one or gang up on them?”
“How about a duel? 100 matches. Winner lives, loser dies.”
“Hahaha!”
The demonic laughter shattered the spirits of those present once more.
The monsters were closing in, but the candidates were retreating.
The team was split into two distinct tiers.
Wang Zi Hao’s face was pale, his legs trembling as he retreated.
The Holy Swordsman Feng Xiu gripped his sword tightly. Although his face was grim, he didn’t take a step back.
Zuo Mei was the same. She held her dagger, ready to fight to the death.
Many others, like Feng Xiu and Zuo Mei, stood firm, prepared for battle.
Lin Mo Yu scanned them, then moved.
Click!
Thump!
The Skeleton Warrior charged at the front, with Lin Mo Yu behind him.
Xia Xue was anxious, “What are you doing? Come back.”
“What are you going to do?!”
“You always do this, never saying anything.”
Xia Xue stomped her foot and followed him.
Then Lin Mo Yu suddenly said in a low voice, “Go back.”
Xia Xue hesitated, “I won’t.”
“As you wish.”
Lin Mo Yu didn’t say anything more. If she wanted to follow, let her. It wouldn’t affect anything anyway.
Lin Mo Yu’s sudden action drew the attention of many.
“What’s this guy doing?”
“He actually charged forward.”
“So many skeletons, are those his summons?”
“Is this guy a Summoner?”
“Does anyone know him?”
A wave of Detection magic fell upon Lin Mo Yu.
【Lin Mo Yu, Level 16, Necromancer】
“Necromancer? What kind of class is that? I’ve never heard of it.”
“Neither have I. Never heard of this class before.”
“Could it be a new class?”
“What should we do? Should we go with him?”
…
Only a dozen followed Lin Mo Yu, charging forward.
Feng Xiu and Zuo Mei were among them.
They were prepared to die.
Even if they were to die, they would die like warriors.
Shen Xia people, unafraid of war, unafraid of death!
The Abyssal Demon sneered, “Oh, finally someone’s coming to their death!”
“Not bad, you have some guts! Deserving of praise!”
“Your courage is commendable. I’m a little reluctant to kill you. How about you come to the Abyss and be my Demon King’s servant?”