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

In the following days, Lin Mo actually started to work hard to climb the tower.

No longer working sporadically like before.

If we can accept it, we will.

If you can't collect it, then just toss it away.

A month later.

Trial Tower, Floor 800.

The stone gate slid open to both sides with a rumble.

A dragon prince with an arrogant expression strode in, his eyes and brows radiating haughtiness.

"Human monkeys—"

He raised his head.

My gaze fell upon that "thing" in front of me.

At this point, Lin Mo could hardly be described as "human".

The 805 layers of energy overlapped, crushed, and collapsed, forcibly creating a force field around him that completely defied common sense.

The light was twisted into a colorful black.

Countless irregular geometric light spots wriggled in the black mist, like a group of pupil-less eyes staring at the world at the same time.

The space around him emitted a harsh, screeching sound.

The rules of gravity are also messed up.

Instead of falling down, the gravel drifted towards the ceiling little by little, and was then crushed into powder by an invisible force in mid-air.

Once the 805th layer of the domain was activated, the space around Lin Mo was no longer normal.

The dragon prince stared directly at the chaotic mass.

Less than half a second.

"ah--!!"

The scream had barely begun when it was torn to shreds.

His eyes exploded on the spot, and golden blood splattered all over his face.

Immediately afterwards, the skin, muscles, bones, and even the soul seemed to be thrown into some kind of millstone of rules.

boom!

Before the dragon prince could even utter a complete plea for mercy, his entire body disintegrated on the spot, turning into a pile of dark red flesh mixed with faint golden light.

Lin Mo looked down at himself, then at the pieces of meat on the ground.

"Tsk..."

He gave a slightly embarrassed smile.

"Shouldn't I still be considered human?"

The corner of the wall.

More than two hundred technicians and dancers stood in neat rows.

The main hall was so quiet that even breathing could be heard.

They could only scream wildly in their hearts.

What on earth is this thing?!

If this thing were released, the rules of the world would probably have to be rewritten overnight!

During this time, they watched as Lin Mo evolved from one-sided domination to instant kill with a mere flick of his wrist.

Then it evolved from a simple, instant kill to what it is now—

Whoever watches this will die.

numbness.

Besides numbness, there was a deep-seated fear.

More than a month has passed.

Trial Tower, Floor 1000.

Lin Mo stood up from the recliner and stretched.

The joints crackled and popped.

At this moment, the total number of domains on his body had reached a terrifying 1006 layers.

It's worth mentioning that he also leveled up his Battle Cry to level 1000.

Lin Mo waved his hand casually.

All members of the technician corps and the dance troupe were collected into the sealed card.

The system had already given a warning.

The 1000th floor is a boundary that cannot be crossed by any summoned creature or vassal, except by the challenger himself.

Lin Mo stepped forward alone and pushed open the massive, pitch-black door engraved with ancient dragon patterns.

Behind the door was an unusually spacious open-air rooftop.

A cold, strong wind rushed towards Lin Mo, making his clothes flutter loudly.

He walked to the edge of the rooftop and looked down.

There is no desolate, barren landscape.

There were no Alliance airships docked outside either.

Before my eyes was a blood-red double moon that occupied a large part of the sky.

The crimson moonlight poured down like a waterfall, illuminating the boundless, scorched continent below.

Hot magma flows in the underground river.

A ferocious, colossal beast hovered in the sky, blotting out the sun.

The air was filled with an atmosphere of rage, destruction, and madness.

This is definitely not inside the Trial Tower.

Or rather, the top of the Trial Tower was forcibly breached through the dimensional barrier.

This is another world.

"It's a thousand floors now."

"Human, you climb really fast."

A languid, slightly husky, magnetic female voice came from the center of the rooftop.

Lin Mo turned around.

At some point, a throne made of obsidian appeared in the center of the rooftop.

A woman leaned against the throne.

She wore a dark red, fitted long dress and had two black, curved devil horns on her head.

Her face is absolutely gorgeous.

His every gesture carried the imposing aura of a superior looking down upon all living beings.

Her gaze fell on Lin Mo, and she looked him up and down without any hesitation.

"Humans?"

A smile of interest curled at the corner of the woman's lips.

"How many years has it been?"

"A living person actually crawled out of the small dimension where I stayed."

"Let me see..."

Her golden eyes narrowed slightly.

"He's a freakish genius with over a thousand minor domains crammed into his body."

Lin Mo raised an eyebrow.

This woman with devil horns was unabashedly releasing her aura without any attempt at concealment.

Lin Mo was very familiar with this aura.

It's exactly the same as the severed arm of the demon king sealed underground at Tianfu University.

"You are the Demon King?"

Lin Mo walked straight to the throne.

The woman didn't answer directly, but simply tilted her head lazily.

"Just a remnant of a gatekeeper."

"The original body is probably fast asleep somewhere long ago."

She rested her chin on one hand, a hint of reminiscence flashing in her golden eyes.

"Back then, that guy named Long Aotian also reached this position."

"He's arrogant."

He thought no one in the world could stop him, until he met me and I punched him half to death.

"Thirty years later, he came again."

"To prove his invincibility, he insisted on breaking through the dimensional barrier and crossing over to the Demon Realm to fight me."

"and then?"

Lin Mo flipped his wrist and pulled out a recliner from the storage space.

Then he casually summoned a massage team.

The beautiful dragon maidens immediately surrounded her.

The act of massaging shoulders.

The person handing out fruit platters.

Someone even thoughtfully brought grapes to Lin Mo's lips.

Lin Mo naturally enjoyed himself right in front of the Demon King's clone.

Demon King's clone: ​​"..."

She was silent for two seconds.

"You brat, when it comes to arrogance, you're in no way inferior to Long Aotian back in the day."

The Demon King's eyes showed even more admiration.

"As for what happened later..."

She scoffed.

"You know what, that guy is pretty capable."

"It destroyed thirty-one of my small planes."

"In that battle, I traded an arm for half of his soul, which shattered on the spot."

The Demon King's clone raised his hand and pointed to the blood-red continent below.

"He dragged his dying, mangled body back to your world."

"I thought that after he recuperated for hundreds of years, he would come back to kill me and seek revenge."

"I didn't expect that."

A hint of mockery appeared in the Demon King's eyes.

"He had just returned when he was ambushed by some tiny insects from your world."

Lin Mo bit into the grape, pausing slightly as he chewed.

After all that, it turns out that the aristocratic families' boastful three-hundred-year-old dragon-slaying feat was just a lucky break they took advantage of after the Dragon King and the Demon King finished their deadly battle.

Then he boasted that he had killed the Dragon King.

This style of doing things is indeed in line with the consistent practices of aristocratic families.

"but."

The Demon King suddenly smiled disdainfully.

"An insect is still an insect."

"They didn't completely kill the Dragon King at all."

"Or rather—"

She stared at Lin Mo, her voice lowering slightly.

"It was the Dragon King who deliberately sought death."

Lin Mo raised his eyes.

"What do you mean?"

The Demon King's clone slowly spoke.

"After returning to your plane, Long Aotian voluntarily split his soul in two."

"The White Dragon King".

"Black Dragon King".

"The White Dragon King inherited all his desires, tyranny, arrogance, and greed."

"He's a complete madman."

"But at first, he was not able to completely split his soul."

The Demon King tapped the armrest of the throne lightly with his fingertips.

With each strike, the magma of the crimson continent below surged.

"So during that time, he indulged his desires to the fullest."

"Slaughter, plunder, abuse, destruction."

"The mader he becomes, the deeper the cracks in his soul grow."

"Later, when he was ambushed by those insects, he simply went with the flow and let the White Dragon King be killed completely."

"The more cleanly the White Dragon King dies, the more complete the Black Dragon King will be."

Lin Mo narrowed his eyes.

"So, the White Dragon King is just something he didn't want?"

The Demon King smiled sweetly.

That smile was stunning, yet it carried a chilling undertone.

"That's right."

"Although the White Dragon King is still very strong, strong enough to make your world bleed again."

"But the truly terrifying one is not him."

The Demon King leaned forward slightly, and for the first time, the disdain in his golden pupils vanished.

"What's truly terrifying is his partner—"

"Black Dragon King!"