Inside the dark, green palace, the raging fire had been contained.

The orange-yellow flames still lingered, scorching the corpses on the ground, and the aroma of roasting meat mixed with the stench of the dead filled the air.

Compared to the previous noise, the Palace of the Dead was unusually quiet at this moment.

It was so quiet that you could hear one or two skeleton dogs, not quite dead yet, whimpering and panting on the ground.

The Necromancer, seated firmly on his high throne, raised his head and quietly looked down at the scene below the steps.

What came into view was a vast expanse of corpses and blood.

Fresh and rotting blood were mixed together.

Decayed and intact corpses were intertwined.

Countless bones piled up to form a spectacle.

The deaths of countless souls were gruesome to behold.

Tens of thousands of undead creatures with combat power of at least Tier 2 high-star level lay dead on the spot.

Even the few undead creatures that the Throne of the Dead was so proud of, which had reached the third-tier combat power, were lying on the ground, no longer human-like, with their eyes wide open, clearly dead beyond any doubt.

The Throne of the Dead stared intently at the only figure still standing on the battlefield, his expression complex beneath his hood.

The figure on the battlefield could be barely discerned by the faint green glow of the floor.

The chains were destroyed, the bone armor was shattered, and the bone hands were broken.

His body was so badly mutilated that he was almost unrecognizable as human...

Only those eyes, still bright in the darkness, slightly lifted, gazing at the undead throne in the distance.

The voice of the Death Throne echoed from the platform: "I am truly perplexed. How did you manage to have a lifespan of only 30 years...?"

How did they manage to be so strong?

It was so powerful that all the undead creatures it created were wiped out by the opponent.

Don't be fooled by the fact that the other party is currently weak and looks like a dying person.

But each time he was on the verge of death, the other party always managed to recover in an inexplicable way.

This situation has been repeated at least dozens of times just now.

This is why the Throne of the Dead didn't take advantage of Lin Mo's illness to kill him.

In fact, it wasn't that it didn't take any action.

However, Lin Mo managed to thwart several of the "sneak attacks" during that time.

Of course, the reason it only intervened indirectly and didn't personally get involved was because it was very curious about the extent to which Lin Mo could achieve his goals.

The final result surprised it.

This creature, with a lifespan of only 30 years, is like an unkillable cockroach; its strength is even more exaggerated than it imagined.

Especially when it killed those Tier 3 undead creatures it created, the skill it used was so powerful that even it couldn't fathom its depth.

From a distance, it has a sense of violent destruction.

As for what's so special about it, you'll have to experience it for yourself to find out.

Lin Mo, who was sitting in the audience, naturally did not answer the question about the Throne of the Dead.

But countless red "threads" grew from his body, quickly mending the wounds and holes at the top of his body.

Soon, the body, bone armor, chains, bone hands... were all restored to their original state.

His expression remained unchanged as he calmly gazed at the Necromancer's Throne on the high platform.

Although he hasn't reached the point where he can revive with just one cell left, he's already very difficult to kill at this moment, as he's only at the first-tier max level.

Of course, this is largely thanks to the fact that the God Hunter sequence is too overpowered. In his previous life, he would have needed to reach at least Tier 3 to achieve this level.

The Throne of the Dead didn't mind Lin Mo's silence and continued:

"Should we surrender?"

"I have a general understanding of your abilities, but you don't understand mine."

"Your energy comes from absorbing corpses?"

"If I intervene, all your attempts to respond will be useless, and you will be unable to continue consuming the corpses."

"Also, you shouldn't use that killer move too often, it seems to have consumed a lot of your energy."

Lin Mo fell silent.

In order to deal with the powerful undead army, he did use a variety of methods, and even his trump card, demonization, was used more than once.

Unlimited proliferation is used frequently, at least fifty or sixty times.

The cancer value has been greatly depleted, and even if he frantically tries to recover it from the surrounding corpses, he can't make up for it in the short term.

Because the Throne of the Dead is destined not to allow him to replenish himself without restraint.

Moreover, the other party had been observing from the sidelines and had gained an understanding of almost all of his abilities.

In this way, the Necromancer's Throne, with its synesthesia, can predict his every move and cut off all his escape routes.

The next battle was many times more difficult than the previous ones.

Lin Mo glanced at the system panel; his hunting quota had already been exceeded.

Without much hesitation, he clicked to advance.

[Ding! 10950 Time Coins consumed. Congratulations to player Lin Mo for reaching Tier 2!]

As the system notification sounded, Lin Mo successfully upgraded to level 2.

After a moment's thought, Lin Mo put all the evolution points in the panel back into the panel:

[Lin Mo]

[Level: 101 (Job Changed)]

[God Hunter: Tier 2]

[Title: Blasphemer (Covered)]

[Date: 51250]

Strength: 1350+450

Agility: 1300+420

[Constitution: 1300+420]

[Mental state: 1400+500]

[Sequence Skills: 1. Hunting; 2. Infinite Evolution (Passive)]

Evolution Points: 0 (Unallocated).

……

……

The attribute points for upgrading have increased!

Lin Mo immediately noticed that he had gained a significant number of attribute points after advancing to the next level. Combined with the large number of evolution points he had just acquired, his four-dimensional attributes had skyrocketed.

Even without considering the cancer value, the individual attribute value far exceeds one thousand.

If cancer value is added, the attribute points will approach two thousand.

This improvement is a complete leap forward.

"This is beyond my expectations..."

Lin Mo thought to himself.

According to the speculations of these undead creatures, the current true rank of the Necromancer's Throne should not exceed rank 3, and is most likely only rank 2.

Don't be fooled by the fact that the monsters it creates are at level 3; it's actually not a difficult task for it.

He breathed a slight sigh of relief; as long as he was still at level 2, there was still a chance.

Just as he began to analyze and plan in his mind, the Necromancer's Throne on the high platform also noticed the change in Lin Mo:

"Tsk tsk, you've exceeded my expectations again, you've actually leveled up!"

"Have your four-dimensional attributes increased again?"

"Hehe, not bad, not bad."

It paused here, then continued:

"But you don't think you can beat me with that, do you? Should I call you naive, or...?"

"How naive!?"

"Fine, I'll let you see my panel. You can't escape anyway."

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo frowned slightly.

But the next moment, his pupils suddenly contracted.

The Throne of the Dead withdrew its ability to shield its senses, fully exposing its panel to the system's detection.

Even so, the system did not fully detect it, and the information that appeared on Lin Mo's interface was still large areas of question marks and blank spaces.

But what surprised him wasn't the undisplayed information on the panel, but rather the race section, which clearly displayed four large characters—

[Eternal Race].

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