69: Chapter 68? That's it? Who do you think you are?
The last trace of composure on Zhang Wei's face completely shattered.
His son.
Zhang Hengyuan.
A Level 200 Third-Tier Mage, the most gifted pharmaceutical genius of the Zhang family's third generation, and the successor he had spent fifteen years of painstaking effort to cultivate personally.
Bang.
Turned to ash.
Zhang Wei's pupils constricted violently; his white hair stood on end as if pierced by an invisible electric current.
The mana of a peak Fifth Class Advancement went out of control and overflowed; the bluestone slabs beneath his feet cracked outward with him as the center, and gravel rose to hover in the air.
"Lin Mo—!"
This roar, carrying the sonic shockwave of a peak Fifth Class Advancement, shattered all the remaining intact glass in the Administrative Building into powder.
In the distance, the faculty members still evacuating students were pushed back several steps by this soundwave; many had their eardrums ruptured on the spot and crouched on the ground clutching their ears.
Lin Mo stood twenty meters away, carrying his platinum longsword, and said with a look of schadenfreude.
"Why are you shouting so loud? It's not like I can't hear you!"
"I'll tear you into ten thousand pieces!!"
Zhang Wei's features twisted, and the veins on his forehead bulged like earthworms.
He suddenly pulled a second Array Core from his waist.
This one was a whole size larger than the previous one, and the ancient runes on its surface emitted a black light that was almost tangible.
"Zhang Wei! Have you lost your mind?!"
Wang Jingzhe's face changed drastically when he saw that Array Core.
That was the key to an even deeper seal!
"I want him dead!"
Zhang Wei poured mana into the core.
Rumble—!
The ground of the entire Tianfu University began to undulate violently, like a piece of plasticine being kneaded by a giant force.
The plaza in front of the Administrative Building split down the middle, opening a massive fissure five meters wide.
Scalding sulfurous gas gushed out from the crack.
First came the sound.
Hundreds of roars rose and fell from underground, intertwining into a scalp-tingling chorus of beastly howls.
Then came them.
One after another.
Level 227 Abyssal Spiny-Scale Centipedes crawled out from the fissure, their limbs frantically digging through the soil.
A Level 240 Six-Armed Stone-Armored Giant Ape smashed through the walls of half a Teaching Building and stood up from the ruins with bloodshot eyes.
Further away, two Level 250 Lava Tyrant Dragons stepped forward from the direction of the sports field, each step causing the ground to sink half a meter.
A quick count.
Over seven hundred.
The lowest were all above Level 200.
The teachers and students of the school turned pale.
With a monster tide of this scale, if a Fourth Class Advancement powerhouse didn't intervene, there likely wouldn't be many students left in the school today.
But everyone above Fourth Class Advancement was being pinned down by the Zhang family.
Zhang Wei glared fixedly at Lin Mo.
"Lin Mo, I heard you're a good fighter!"
"That you were slaughtering everyone in the First Class Advancement dungeon yesterday!"
"Come! I want to see how you're going to fight this!"
The five middle-aged men at the Fifth Class Advancement level behind him were still pinning down Wang Jingzhe and Jiang Changwu.
Zhang Wei couldn't personally move against Lin Mo—because once he was distracted, the school's Fifth Class Advancement experts would break free.
But he could use these monsters from the seal to crush Lin Mo to death.
Over seven hundred monsters above Level 200!
Lin Mo was just a Level 90 peak First Class Advancement warrior!
This wasn't a battle.
This was slaughter!
Lin Mo looked at the army of monsters swarming from all directions, the smile at the corner of his mouth becoming even more unrestrained.
"Whirlwind Slash."
Level 4523 Whirlwind Slash.
226.9 times attack power multiplier.
370,000 attack power.
The moment the longsword spun, the air wasn't just being cut.
It was being erased.
A silver-white storm with a diameter of over three hundred meters expanded frantically from beneath Lin Mo's feet!
It didn't swirl upwards; it radiated horizontally in all directions, like a flattened hurricane.
Storm Derivation!
Blade Domain!
Both advanced effects triggered simultaneously!
The edges of the storm turned into countless visible silver blades, with a density comparable to a rainstorm.
The destructive power carried by each blade was enough to slice a Level 250 elite monster into uniform thin slices from head to toe.
Those seven hundred-plus monsters didn't even have time to let out a second roar.
The moment the Abyssal Spiny-Scale Centipedes at the very front were swept into the storm, their thick carapaces were torn open like paper, and their limbs were severed and sent flying.
The Six-Armed Stone-Armored Giant Ape spread its six arms in an attempt to Block, but the silver blades directly ground its six arms and its torso into fragments.
The two Level 250 Lava Tyrant Dragons didn't even have time to retreat.
The silver-white storm ground over them.
Dragon scales, bones, and flesh were all decomposed into molecular-level dust within the storm, turning into a mist of hot, pungent blood that rose into the sky, carried by the storm.
Three seconds.
The storm only lasted for three seconds.
Within a three-hundred-meter radius, over seven hundred monsters had vanished completely.
The ground had been shaved down by two meters, revealing the dark rock layer beneath.
The Teaching Building, the Administrative Building, the Library—all buildings within the storm's radius were leveled, with not even ruins remaining, only a ring of incredibly smooth, arc-shaped cut surfaces.
The storm dissipated.
The plaza was so quiet that only the sound of the wind remained.
Lin Mo sheathed his sword.
He glanced at the bare ground.
And frowned.
That expression wasn't surprise, nor was it excitement; it was... disdain.
He turned to look at the already dazed Zhang Wei and shook his head helplessly.
"Just these few monsters? Who are you looking down on?"
Lin Mo sighed, his tone sounding like he was complaining about the bad food in the cafeteria.
No one in the entire area spoke.
Wang Jingzhe's mouth hung open, unable to close.
Jiang Changwu forgot to release the spell he was condensing in his hand.
Song Wanqing's hand leaning on her crutch was shaking, but not out of fear—it was because her brain couldn't process what had just happened.
The five Zhang family Fifth Class Advancement experts pinning down the school staff all paused in unison.
They had seen many powerful people.
But they had never seen a Level 90 person sweep over seven hundred Level 200+ monsters away like trash.
Zhang Wei froze on the spot.
His white hair was messy from the air currents.
His face went from pale to red, from red to purple, and from purple to a near-pathological dark red.
His chest heaved violently.
His fingers spasmed from excessive force.
"Not enough, is it?"
Zhang Wei's voice actually became lower, so low that only he could hear himself.
He slowly fished out a third Array Core from his sleeve.
This one was pitch black all over, without any runes.
It was as smooth as a solidified black eyeball.
The moment Wang Jingzhe saw that core, his pupils constricted to the size of pinpricks.
"The bottom-most seal! Zhang Wei, you're crazy! The thing down there will be completely unsealed!"
"Shut up!"
Zhang Wei smashed all his mana into the black core.
The entire foundation of Tianfu University began to sink.
It wasn't a vibration.
It was sinking.
The entire campus was like it was on an elevator, slowly dropping half a meter.
And then—
From the very center of the campus, a fissure over fifty meters in diameter tore through the earth's crust.
The fissure was bottomless.
What came from the darkness was no longer a beast's roar.
But a long, ancient sigh.
Lin Mo's right chest suddenly burned.
The pitch-black patterns of the Dragon Blood Soul-Devouring Curse writhed frantically, like snakes coming to life.
It was ten times stronger than that time in the classroom.
The aura carried in that sigh was exactly the same as the law fluctuations from the Dragon Attendant in the Hell dungeon.
Lin Mo looked down at his chest.
His smile faded slightly.