I started by enhancing cancer cells and uniquely obtained the Godhood Sequence.

【Ymir Mia (Eternal Tribe)】

【Race:???】

[Level: Tier 2, Level 95]

[Eternal Talent: ???]

[Combat Power Rating: ???]

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The near-max level of Tier 2, and the three bright characters "Eternal Race" on the panel, caused Lin Mo's pupils to suddenly contract.

Although they are of the same rank, among races of the same rank, the Eternal Race is practically invincible compared to other races.

Take the Hydra cub from the beginner phase as an example; its average four-dimensional attributes already exceeded 1,000 points.

If Lin Mo hadn't possessed extremely rich combat experience and skills, he might have suffered a humiliating defeat right after his rebirth.

But that was just an ordinary cub, while the Necromancer's Throne in front of us was already at Tier 2 max level, not far from Tier 3.

According to the eternal race's algorithm, the other party has already passed the cub stage and entered the second stage of the juvenile form.

In terms of both experience and strength, they far surpass the cubs of the Hellfire Hydra.

It should be noted that even Lin Mo's current four-dimensional attributes are only slightly higher than those of the original Hellfire Hydra.

Compared to the Eternals of the same rank, they are still far inferior.

Lin Mo stared intently at the Necromancer's Throne on the high platform: "You're actually an eternal race!"

Even in his previous life, he was unaware of this.

But all the confusion was finally explained.

Why is the Throne of the Dead so powerful?

Why does she still possess such exaggerated and bizarre methods?

……

The Throne of the Dead chuckled:

"It seems you know something about the Eternal Race. I thought a newcomer like you wouldn't understand the significance of the words 'Eternal Race'."

"Hehe, how about it? Want to surrender? I can consider slowly 'disassembling' you. After all, you can repair your body, right? You don't mind me doing that, do you?"

Simply put, they became test subjects for the Throne of the Dead.

It's the kind that's "perpetual motion".

Lin Mo's eyes darkened, but he did not answer.

Further discussion is pointless.

The Throne of the Dead scoffed:

"Looks like you're the type who won't shed a tear until you see the coffin."

"Heh, fine, it's been a while since I've done anything. I'll play along with you today!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly leaped up from her seat and soared high into the air.

Then, her figure lingered briefly on the ceiling.

Is it flight capability?

Lin Mo raised an eyebrow, then realized something was wrong; the other person's figure seemed to be slowly descending.

It was moving extremely slowly, as if it were suspended in mid-air.

"That's the ability to stay airborne!"

Lin Mo squinted at the other person, who seemed to be looking down at him from above.

After a brief pause, the Throne of the Dead let out a cold snort, flipped over, and pushed off the ceiling with its feet—

With a loud "bang!", a deep crater appeared in the ceiling as she stomped on it, and she slammed down towards Lin Mo in an extremely domineering manner.

Danger! Danger! Danger!

Every cell in Lin Mo's body was sending out warning signals.

He had a premonition that this punch would shatter a large part of his body.

However, he wouldn't have such a good chance of recovering his body in front of an eternal being like the Throne of the Dead.

The most likely outcome is that the opponent will seize the opportunity to recover and then take you down with a combo that knocks you out of the air, leaving you no chance to fight back.

This is especially true for high-level battles.

A slight error can lead to a huge difference; victory or defeat often hinges on a single moment.

"Demonic Transformation - Full Power!"

Almost instantly, Lin Mo made his choice.

Time seemed to slow down as a black particle suddenly jumped out from between his brows, then split, and split again.

In an instant, the black particles spread throughout his body, including the bone hands that had spread out from his back.

The Throne of the Dead arrived in an instant. Without any hesitation, Lin Mo extended his giant bone palm, meeting the opponent's fist head-on.

"boom!!!"

A huge shockwave spread around the two of them, scattering the surrounding corpses everywhere.

A large vacuum zone suddenly appeared around the two of them.

"Sizzle sizzle—!"

The flames of the Nether Dragon relentlessly scorched the gloved fist of the Throne of the Dead.

The latter made a sound of "Huh?", but it wasn't out of curiosity about the [Nether Dragon Flame], but rather out of curiosity about the sour feeling coming from his fist.

She could clearly sense that the cells in her finger bones were being destroyed by an extremely domineering energy.

"Hiss~! This is the power of destruction!"

The Throne of the Dead exclaimed in surprise, then looked at Lin Mo with a puzzled expression:

"You have the blood of an eternal dragon?"

Before Lin Mo could answer, she immediately shook her head, denying her own idea: "No, no, you're just a human, how could you possibly be related to the dragon race?"

She could clearly sense that the humans in front of her had absolutely no relation to the Eternal Dragons.

The Throne of the Dead couldn't figure it out and stopped thinking about it: "Fine, I'll beat you half to death and drag you back to study you slowly!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her hand again and slammed it towards Lin Mo.

A simple straight punch, without any twists or turns.

"boom!!!"

Another loud bang, and a shockwave shot into the sky, destroying the ceiling once again.

The floor tiles beneath Lin Mo and the Throne of the Dead could not withstand the immense force and collapsed slightly.

The Throne of the Dead smiled and said:

"Heh, that's interesting, but..."

"Not enough!"

The moment the last "enough" landed, the Necromancer's fists rained down like a storm.

Lin Mo not only stretched out two huge bone hands to resist, but his arms also transformed into a pair of huge meteor hammers, which he smashed hard against the Throne of the Dead.

Unfortunately, the results were minimal.

The opponent's body was like a diamond, and when it hit, there were only dull thuds of impact, and the opponent's body could not be shaken even slightly.

In contrast, Lin Mo's two bone hands, which were clashing with the Throne of the Dead, began to crack.

The more Lin Mo fought, the more alarmed he became.

His [Demonic Transformation] currently has a 1500% damage bonus in addition to the [Destruction] effect.

That's right, it's a 15x damage increase.

As the cancer level increases, the damage multiplier also increases.

If some of the cancer value hadn't been consumed earlier, the damage multiplier would be even higher now.

Even so, with Lin Mo's damage bonus, dealing with ordinary low-level ferocious beasts is not a problem.

As long as he is within the third tier, he can easily defeat 99% of the ferocious beasts.

But the Throne of the Dead in front of us clearly belongs to that 1%.

Lin Mo guessed that the other party either had a talent ability similar to [Demonic Transformation], or had some innate physical talent that could offset the damage from Demonic Transformation.

As can be seen, each time the Throne of the Dead clashed with the Bone Hand, its fist actually trembled slightly.

It's very slight, but there is.

This tremor actually indicates that Lin Mo's killing power is stronger than his opponent's, but this tremor usually doesn't last for a moment and disappears in the blink of an eye.

It was as if they had never existed.

Shock absorption, stress relief...

Lin Mo thought to himself.