Starting with 10,000 times the experience, and you're calling me a terrible player?

Six blackish-purple poisonous vines, twice as thick as before, burst from the ground and coiled around Lin Mo's waist and neck like giant pythons.

The poison ivy oozes a pungent green sap that corrodes the sand and gravel on the ground, emitting a harsh hissing sound.

-0!

-0!

[Parry successful, talent experience +40000!]

[You have been poisoned with a nerve-paralyzing toxin and will be unable to move for 0 seconds!]

The pale golden waterfall cascaded wildly across Lin Mo's retina.

He gritted his teeth, twisting his expression from near-laughing with ecstasy into a groan of extreme pain:

"Ouch! It hurts so much! Gentlemen, let's talk this over! I'll double the bounty!"

A hundred meters away, there was finally movement behind the sand dune.

"Are you sure he's only level 30?" A ranger wearing a tattered white hood held a crystal longbow, his eyes full of suspicion.

Standing beside him was a mage dressed in black robes, holding a piece of withered wood staff in his hand.

"Nonsense, it's clearly written in the intelligence: blank-slate warrior."

The mage's tone was extremely cold, and he tapped the ground with his staff once more.

"But the assassin from the Zhang family is dead. We can't be careless. This kid probably has some trump card from the Alliance."

The wanderer nodded.

The two exchanged a glance but still did not move forward.

"Add a few more layers of protection."

The ranger picked up three armor-piercing arrows with the [Thiache] effect and instantly drew the bowstring taut.

puff!puff!puff!

Three arrows were fired simultaneously, striking Lin Mo's wrists and right knee respectively.

The monk followed closely behind, tossing out a parchment scroll that emitted a pale yellow light.

Gravity Swamp!

The area where Lin Mo was lying instantly collapsed, the mud churned, and a gravity field three times stronger than normal pressed down on him, pulling him deeper into the mud.

This time, Lin Mo was speechless.

Dude, my current stats are just those of a level 30 newbie, not some big boss, okay?

Is it really necessary to throw so many control skills from a distance of 100 meters?

Fortunately, the control time is all 0.

Currently, Lin Mo's Berserk skill has increased his resilience to 229.5%.

This means that if he gets hit by a 5-second crowd control skill, the control duration will be reduced by 11.5 seconds first, and there will still be some left after that...

"Ah—I can't feel my hands!"

Lin Mo shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice trembling with despair.

The edge of the gravity swamp.

The mage and the ranger finally came into view side by side.

Their route was extremely erratic, and the two of them always maintained a distance of five meters from each other.

This is a perfect tactical position that allows for alternating cover at any time while avoiding being wiped out by crowd control skills.

"Look at the way he behaves."

The professional dressed as a ranger scoffed.

"How on earth did that good-for-nothing from the Zhang family get killed by this guy? I wouldn't even glance at that kind of trash when I was five years old hunting in the tribe."

"After all, they are all hothouse flowers raised by the alliance. Once their lives are in danger, they turn into a pile of mud."

The monk responded coldly.

"Those people actually offered a 1 billion bounty for his capture; they're practically handing us money."

"If we had known, we shouldn't have accepted the skinning mission from the Nine Netherworld Temple."

Nine Netherworld Temple?

Lin Mo, trapped in the mud, caught sight of this unfamiliar word.

He wrote it down.

We'll have to ask Qin Lan what kind of shady villainous organization this is.

Seven meters away.

The two stopped in their tracks.

This distance is just outside the limit range of the warrior's universal skill [Charge].

This absurd level of caution made Lin Mo realize the true value of hellish dungeons.

These mercenaries who live by sucking blood are not fools at all.

"Kid, stop yelling."

The mage raised his staff, its tip pointing directly at Lin Mo's brow. A highly concentrated, corrosive green light was rapidly gathering.

"We're definitely taking your skin."

"Don't worry, I'm a professional at peeling bark. I guarantee you'll stay awake for an hour while watching your skin being peeled off."

The ranger also lowered his longbow and drew his boning dagger from his waist:

"We've confirmed he's incapacitated. Let's act quickly. Zhang Ling's men should be arriving soon. Don't let them snatch him away."

Right now.

Lin Mo's wailing stopped abruptly.

The terror and pain on his face vanished instantly, replaced by an extremely calm expression, even tinged with a bored smile.

Because his expression changed so abruptly, the mage and the ranger instinctively paused for a fraction of a second.

This is the sixth sense of someone who has survived countless life-or-death battles frantically alarming!

"retreat!"

The ranger's pupils contracted sharply, his short sword held protectively in front of his chest, and he retreated without hesitation.

late.

The violent power within Lin Mo was released completely and without reservation at this moment.

boom!

The gravity swamp was as if it had been detonated from the bottom by a ten-ton dynamite, sending mud flying dozens of meters high.

The several giant, python-like poisonous vines that were wrapped around Lin Mo, along with the frozen ice, couldn't even hold on for half a breath before they burst apart inch by inch!

Lin Mo did not use any dash skills at all.

Uh... he doesn't actually have any dash skills...

He relied solely on the terrifying explosive power brought by his strength exceeding eight thousand points to slam his legs into the ground.

The rock beneath their feet was trampled into two spiderweb-like pits, each half a meter deep.

He was like a cannon shot, instantly tearing through seven meters of air with a piercing sonic boom, and appeared in front of the mage!

"What?!"

The monk only had time to utter those two words.

Before the corrosive green light condensing at the tip of the staff could even be released, Lin Mo's long, slender, and fair hand had already reached over the staff and grabbed his cheek.

The five fingers suddenly contracted as if pulled by a jack!

"save……"

boom!

Mages are not known for their defense or speed, and in this situation, he didn't even have time to activate his magic shield.

Lin Mo swung his longsword horizontally with his right hand, aiming straight for the mage's neck.

The movements were swift and clean, without any unnecessary tricks.

If that sword strike lands squarely, this unknown mage will definitely be decapitated!

Just as the sharp blade was about to slice open the mage's throat.

A wooden cross hanging around the monk's neck suddenly shattered.

A blindingly dark golden light instantly enveloped his entire body.

when!

Lin Mo's longsword struck the light as if it had struck some irresistible rule of the world, and the enormous recoil even made Lin Mo's wrist slightly numb.

"What the heck?"

Death tree!

This is a life-saving treasure that's so expensive on the black market that it's practically impossible to find!

The next second, the mage's body transformed into countless fluttering withered leaves.

Meanwhile, a skeleton a hundred meters away, which had long since decayed, instantly transformed into the appearance of a sorcerer.

"puff--!"

As soon as the mage landed, he coughed up a mouthful of blood mixed with pieces of internal organs, his face turning ashen.

Lin Mo had already crushed half of the right side of his face.

If it weren't for the quick activation of the Stand item, he would already be a corpse with his neck severed.

"A substitution technique? This item is really advanced."

Lin Mo did not cross the hundred meters to pursue, but turned to look at the wanderer who was less than ten meters away on the other side.

The ranger's reaction was truly exceptional.