He can become a saint, the entire supernatural world has a responsibility

Chapter 437 Sneak Attack
“It’s only increased by one percent?”

Chen Mo looked at the progress bar of drawing talents on the panel with some disdain and threw the box of elixirs aside.

The appearance and smell of the Netherworld Elixir and the Human Elixir are somewhat different, but their effects are generally similar.

The reason why I can get the elixir here is because of the identity given to me by the kind-hearted person Chi Xiao.

Chen Mo can call upon a certain amount of resources, and in addition he will also receive benefits from some people.

In the eyes of others, since he has already followed Chi Xiao, there is a lot of room for improvement, so they all try to show their courtesy and curry favor with him.

These elixirs can help alien races gain a small amount of power, but they are subject to extremely strict control and can usually only be granted by superiors or exchanged for merit.

But because the improvement is very small, far less than directly sharing power, they generally do not use it directly.

If you use it yourself, you usually accumulate a certain amount first, and then use it together after you are sure it can bring about a certain obvious improvement.

The reason for this is that in many cases, these things can be saved and used as hard currency to exchange for other things.

Chen Mo has found a reasonable way to utilize his identity.

He ran around everywhere, openly collecting intelligence and asking for benefits, and also killed a few middle-level officers of the Nether Abyss invaders. It was not only easy but also not risky.

Although all of this was unexpected, his ability to adapt to changing circumstances brought great benefits and achieved remarkable results.

Originally, even Chu Xuncang felt a little pessimistic about his undercover operation. After all, those who were to be assassinated in the plan were all master-level Tatars.

With Chen Mo's strength, it is not difficult to kill these guys, but the difficult part is not to expose himself.

But obviously, he found a more useful method.

Most of the middle-level officers he assassinated were only at the sixth or seventh level of strength. It was just a simple matter for him. As long as the plan was thorough enough, his identity would not be exposed.

These middle-level managers are like the joints of the human body. Not only do they bear the responsibility of providing central combat power, but many of them are also responsible for leading and managing their subordinates.

After all, the barbarians of the Nether Abyss must unite around their leader to exert their maximum combat power. Once they lose their middle-level leaders, they will fall into chaos.

If there is chaos, it will provide an opportunity for humans to counterattack.

At this time, Chen Mo was squatting on the roof of a building that had sunk into the ground.

This place was supposed to have more than thirty floors, but now only a dozen floors are above the ground.

This place has probably experienced a great battle at the holy level. The reason why it has been preserved with its overall structure intact is probably because the real battlefield is some distance away from here.

Chen Mo is waiting for someone here.

He knew that a Tatar leader would soon pass by here with some elite confidants.

The reason for passing by was to replace a Tatar officer who died on the front line, and that guy was also assassinated by Chen Mo.

In fact, doing this kind of thing puts a lot of psychological pressure on you. After all, you are alone in enemy-occupied territory, and you have to plan every day not to be discovered, and you have to keep killing.

If Chen Mo has any unique talent, it is probably that he has a strong ability to withstand pressure. In a normal society, he would be suitable to be a slave.

At least at this moment, he was very calm, even though he had seen from afar the group of Tatars riding on a giant beast.

There are many huge creatures in the underworld that can serve as mounts. The huge beast in front of us, called Black Skin by humans, is one of them.

They look a bit like hippos, with thick skin and a huge mouth. They get their name naturally because their fur is black.

This giant beast has a gentle temperament and great endurance. After being enslaved by the Tatars, it was used as a means of transportation.

Rumble.

The black-skinned beast was still approaching, and there was indeed a group of Tatars on its back, which was exactly the target that Chen Mo wanted to assassinate. He put away the telescope, and when the target was close to his feet, he left the bunker and jumped down from the roof.

At this point, he no longer needed to hide his breath, because the other party had already discovered the killer lurking in the dark.

Swish.

A burst of sword light poured down along with Chen Mo himself, directly hitting the Tatars on the back of the black-skinned monster.

Dang Dang Dang!
To Chen Mo's surprise, these sword lights were actually blocked.

Although the main function of Feng Piao is to make the body more elusive and teleport, with his current strength and understanding of swordsmanship, most people cannot handle the sword intent that comes with this move alone, including the Tatar leader he is planning to assassinate.

But the current situation was that all his sword lights were blocked at random and no Tatar was hurt.

At the same time, the person who acted secretly revealed his true identity.

The flesh of a Tatar barbarian peeled off his body, and then a smooth-surfaced creature that looked like a humanoid slime appeared.

Its body turned from virtual to real and returned to its normal shape, like a skinless muscular man covered with a layer of bone armor.

"I knew someone was secretly killing my useless subordinates, so I followed him. It seems that my guess was right. Then, your death is not far away."

He whistled, and all the people on the back of the black-skinned beast fled in different directions.

Chen Mo could feel that the bone-armored and muscle-bound man in front of him possessed the strength of a ninth-level grandmaster, and that he was well-planned and had even guessed his actions in advance.

When the situation came to a head, he ordered everyone to disperse immediately.

Obviously, the purpose of doing this is to allow them to go back and report.

"Even if you run away now, it's too late. You can't hide anymore."

The Bone Armor Warlord said, "But the prerequisite for escaping is that you have to escape from me first."

For Chen Mo, things became a little unfavorable. No matter which undercover agent encountered such a situation, he would feel very headache, or it could be said that it basically indicated that his undercover career was about to end.

The only way to save the situation now is for Chen Mo to immediately kill all the people who have not run far away.

In the eyes of the Bone Armor Warlord, this was an impossible task. After all, the enemy in front of him could not be in the Saint realm. The aura he revealed was almost the same as his own.

However, he was so conceited that he thought that if they were at the same level, he would win. After all, as the commander-in-chief, he had almost no rivals, and it was impossible for him to be killed instantly.

Then he saw a dagger in the hand of this strange opponent, and then a chill enveloped him.

bass!
An imperceptible sword light peeked out from a tricky angle. The first move was a real move without any probing, and its purpose was to take the opponent's life.

Of course Chen Mo didn't need to test it.

He guessed what the other person was thinking, but he just found it a little funny.

Who says you can’t kill someone instantly if they’re in the same realm?
when!
puff!

The Bone Armor Warlord only blocked one attack and was then ambushed by the second attack.

Wow.

The defeated armor shattered from the back, radiating to the entire back, and then the whole back shattered.

The governor's mood took a sharp turn for the worse in an instant, falling from heaven to hell.

It's actually him? !
He already understood Chen Mo's identity, or rather, there were only two humans who possessed such strong power but were not in the holy realm.

(End of this chapter)