37: Chapter 36 I've sacrificed so much, surely you'll agree now, right?

The Alien subordinate's head spun twice in mid-air before landing at the Alien Leader's feet.

Blue blood sprayed from the neck cavity, splattering all over the Alien Leader's face.

The entire process took less than a second.

The [Three Spirits Symbiosis] effect on Lin Mo's longsword unleashed three strikes in one!

The first strike severed the Alien's throat armor, the second sliced through his skin, and the third—it took his head clean off!

A critical hit to the throat, combined with the terrifying output of over 8,000 damage per strike—dealing with an Alien subordinate like this, who wasn't wearing high-level armor, was no different than slicing a melon.

[Killed a participating professional, inherited all 120 of their points.]

The Alien Leader looked down at the head still blinking on the ground, his body stiffening for a moment.

Then, he began to tremble.

Not from fear.

It was pure rage.

"Kelun... Kelun!!"

The Alien Leader let out a throat-tearing roar, his gray-blue body suddenly expanding in size.

Dark purple runes spread wildly along his spine, covering his entire scale armor.

He raised his serrated greatsword and slashed down at Lin Mo.

It was a very ordinary slash.

But just as the blade was half a meter from Lin Mo's shoulder—

That single streak of blade light exploded into thousands.

Bzzzzzzzzzz—!!

A metallic humming sound, so dense it made one's scalp tingle, instantly filled the entire wasteland.

Thousands of thin blade auras struck Lin Mo's body within 0.3 seconds at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

Clang, clang, clang, clang—!!

The crisp sounds of Block blended into one, as dense as a rainstorm hitting a tin roof.

A dense cloud of red numbers instantly floated above Lin Mo's head.

-0! -0! -0! -0! -0! -0! -0! -0!...

A full thousand "-0"s!

Meanwhile.

The pale gold data stream on Lin Mo's retina exploded.

[Block triggered ×1000, Talent EXP +40,000,000!]

Holy crap!

Forty million EXP!

One slash!

Forty million!!

Lin Mo's pupils dilated sharply.

He almost lost his composure.

The Alien Leader's talent splits a single attack into a thousand independent instances of damage?

And triggers a Block for every single one?

Others get 40,000 EXP for taking one hit.

He gets 40,000,000 EXP for taking one hit.

Is this even an enemy?

This is a top-tier masseur airdropped to him by the heavens!

Now he could level up quickly even in this dungeon with so few monster varieties!

That said, what Lin Mo showed on his face was the complete opposite.

"What... what the hell?!"

He suddenly took three steps back, his face deathly pale, his eyes filled with terror.

"How is this possible! My Block... it didn't completely stop it?!"

He looked down at his arm as if checking for wounds—in reality, it was as smooth as if he'd just had a skincare treatment.

The Alien Leader, in his rage, didn't notice these details.

He only saw that Lin Mo was retreating.

The prey is retreating!

"Weak! Human! Weak!"

The Alien Leader's bloodthirsty nature was completely ignited, and he swung his serrated greatsword horizontally.

The second [Hundred-Split Thousand-Strike]!

A thousand blade auras once again engulfed Lin Mo's entire body.

Clang, clang, clang—!

[Block triggered ×1000, Talent EXP +40,000,000!]

Lin Mo let out a "scream" and stumbled as he turned and ran.

"Big Brother! Let's talk this out!"

He ran very fast.

But not that fast.

He kept exactly at the distance where the Alien Leader's full-power pursuit could barely reach him.

Every dozen meters or so, he would "accidentally" slow down by half a beat and get struck in the back by the pursuing serrated greatsword.

Clang, clang, clang, clang—

-0! -0! -0! -0!...

[Block triggered ×1000, Talent EXP +40,000,000!]

Run. Get hit. Feel good. Keep running. Keep getting hit. Keep feeling good.

Behind a black rock wall two hundred meters away.

Zhang Ling's shoulders were shaking violently.

Not from nervousness. He was laughing.

"Hahahaha!"

The eleven Shadow Guards behind him couldn't hold it in either, muffled laughter rising one after another.

"Young Master Ling, this Lin Mo... he runs like a rabbit!"

"And to think he managed to kill Lao Qi and those two bounty hunters earlier; I thought he was something special, but the moment he hit a tough opponent, he just chickened out!"

"The Tali Tribe's Hundred-Split Thousand-Strike is specifically designed to break defenses. Even with high damage reduction, it's useless; every strike chips away at the defense stat! At this rate, within three minutes at most, his Block will be worn through!"

Zhang Ling wiped the smile from his face, his eyes glinting with cold light.

"Wait. Once the Alien beats him to a pulp, we'll go in and finish him off."

He leaned leisurely against the rock wall, tossing the containment crystal ball in his hand.

"Lin Mo, oh Lin Mo, where do you think you can run to?"

The chase across the wasteland continued.

The Alien Leader grew angrier the more he chased, putting his all into every sword swing.

A thousand strikes. A thousand strikes. Another thousand strikes.

Ten minutes passed.

Lin Mo had been slashed no fewer than eight hundred times.

A thousand strikes per slash—that added up to eight hundred thousand strikes!

Eight hundred thousand Blocks triggered.

Forty-thousand-fold EXP multiplier!

What was 40,000 times 800,000 again?

Never mind, Lin Mo couldn't be bothered to calculate it.

Anyway, it was a lot.

His Blocking Talent level had soared from level 7090 to level 7128.

Don't underestimate these 38 levels; Lin Mo had only been getting hacked for ten minutes.

What if he were hacked for a whole day? It was unimaginable!

The higher the level, the more EXP it requires; this speed was already very fast, not much slower than the Magic Needle Bee swarm.

Most importantly, Magic Needle Bees are easily exhausted to death.

But this guy in front of him... he could recover.

"Big Brother, I really can't Block anymore! Please, let me go!"

The Alien Leader gasped for air, his footsteps becoming heavy.

Every swing of his serrated greatsword consumed a significant amount of stamina.

Eight hundred [Hundred-Split Thousand-Strike]s had drained a massive amount of his stamina.

Even an iron man couldn't take this kind of constant strain.

"Why... why haven't you collapsed yet?!"

The Alien Leader's eyes shifted from bloodlust to confusion.

He knew his own strength better than anyone.

As a member of the royal family.

His talent didn't just reduce defense.

Every strike also dealt damage equal to 1% of the target's maximum HP!

Why hadn't this human's health bar moved at all?

He clearly only had a sliver of HP left!

The 1028th slash.

The Alien Leader finally stumbled and knelt on one knee, plunging his serrated greatsword into the sand to support his body.

His breathing sounded like a broken bellows, and fine cracks covered his gray-blue skin.

This was a sign of total stamina exhaustion.

"You... what on earth are you..."

Lin Mo stopped in his tracks.

He turned around slowly.

The terror on his face vanished completely, replaced by a calmness that sent a chill down the Alien Leader's spine.

"You know, your massage talent is really good."

Lin Mo walked up to the Alien Leader and crouched down, as if praising a hardworking employee.

"I'm very satisfied with your service. Are you willing to work for me?"

"As long as you keep hacking at me non-stop during the dungeon, I'll spare your life."

The Alien Leader's pupils contracted violently, and his body trembled as if he had suffered a great humiliation.

"You say I am... mas... massaging...?! "

"How about it? Just put in some effort and you can live; it's a very good deal!"

With that, Lin Mo held his longsword against the stunned Alien Leader's neck.

"I am the Tali Tribe Crown Prince! Even if I die, I will never serve a human!"

"Human, you are strong. Kill me!"

The Alien Leader closed his eyes, waiting for death.

The other Alien subordinate beside him looked grief-stricken.

"My King, even if I must die, I will die before you."

She grabbed Lin Mo's blade with a look of deep affection and placed it against her own neck.

Lin Mo: "..."

Although it was impossible to tell, could this one be female?

Looking at her figure, she was indeed quite petite, and her voice was also quite high-pitched.

Could she be the mistress of this so-called Alien Crown Prince?

Lin Mo had originally intended to give up, but suddenly, an idea struck him!

He stared at the female Alien with her rough, wrinkled skin, blue scales emitting a dark green glow, thick and foul-smelling stench, and green saliva dripping from the corners of her mouth.

Suppressing his nausea, he said:

"You broad, you're not bad-looking. If you're willing to serve me with your body, I'll let your King live."

As soon as these words were spoken.

Both Aliens were dumbfounded.

The Alien Leader looked furious: "Impossible! How could I allow a human to defile my future Queen!"

The enraged Alien's speech had suddenly become articulate.

"If you want to kill, then kill! No need for more words!"

"King... I am willing to sacrifice myself for you."

The petite subordinate seemed tempted.

Lin Mo's eyes lit up. She was actually a Queen! This was absolutely fantastic!