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"Your Highness!!!"

The subordinate exclaimed in surprise, feeling that Lin Mo was coming at him with great force.

He was a high-level expert of the White Ghost Clan, not a member of this mid-level White Ghost army, but rather the personal bodyguard of the Seventh Prince of the White Ghost Clan.

To prepare for this mission, he deliberately suppressed his cultivation level, and was actually subject to far more restrictions from the rules than other white ghosts.

Even so, he was the strongest fighter in this army of white demons, without exception.

"Protect His Highness!"

He shouted loudly as he charged toward Lin Mo.

Lin Mo looked at the white-clad assassins rushing towards him from all directions and said coldly, "Get lost."

As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of bloody tentacles sprouted from two points on his sides.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

With a series of whooshing sounds, dozens of top-tier White Ghost guards surrounding the Seventh Prince of White Bones were instantly decapitated, their bodies completely shredded by tentacles.

"Splash—"

Blood rained down from the sky, accompanied by countless pieces of corpses falling to the ground.

The seventh prince turned pale, never expecting his opponent to be so fierce.

His personal guards were all killed by the enemy in the blink of an eye.

So strong!

The Seventh Prince's eyelids trembled, feeling that the scene before him was too absurd.

Judging from the opponent's aura, he seems to be just a low-level player, not yet at the mid-level.

How did they manage to do that?!

He wouldn't be surprised if the other party was an eternal race, but the identity information displayed by the person in front of him showed that he was a pure-blooded Blue Star player!

The seventh prince's legs went weak, and he instinctively wanted to turn around and run away.

Lin Mo was just faster!

"Hide!"

He subconsciously activated his top-tier talent skill.

As the seventh prince of the White Demons, his [concealment] is not comparable to that of ordinary White Demons, but rather the top-tier SSS level.

The moment it fully unfolded, even Lin Mo was stunned for a moment in mid-air.

However, he soon noticed the other party's presence.

"The aura... is here!"

Lin Mo narrowed his eyes slightly and lashed out with his tentacles in one direction.

"Bang!!!"

The figure of the Seventh Prince of the White Ghost appeared in the air. Due to the force of the whip, he was sent flying backward and crashed into the palanquin he had just been riding in, causing countless planks to explode in the air.

That's some incredible strength!

Although the Seventh Prince of the White Ghost Clan inherited the characteristics of the White Ghost Clan, emphasizing agility over strength, as a top-tier SSS-level royal bloodline, his four-dimensional attributes are definitely among the best in his class.

Even if Lin Mo upgrades to the intermediate level, he can only reach the fourth level at most. How can he possibly beat him, a sixth-level max-level player, by two levels?

What's more, this guy is still at level 3 and hasn't leveled up yet, which makes it even more outrageous!

Are you some kind of immortal race?!

The Seventh Prince quickly flipped to his feet, took out a white blade that shimmered with silver light from his spatial storage, and lunged at Lin Mo.

"Hidden Assassination!"

He dared not be careless and immediately unleashed his most powerful technique.

In the blink of an eye, he transformed into a white streak of light and crashed into Lin Mo with lightning speed.

"Go to hell!!!"

The Seventh Prince's face contorted with rage. Although the white blade in his hand was not as powerful as the Aurora Longbow, the family's most prized possession, it was still a rare and perfect piece of equipment.

With lightning speed, it arrived in front of Lin Mo in an instant, its white blade slashing towards the latter's neck.

"when!!!"

A crisp sound rang out from the field.

"this……"

A look of surprise flashed across the Seventh Prince's eyes.

How could the rapidly moving, shimmering white blade fail to cut through the bone armor on Lin Mo's neck?

Is this bone armor really that hard?

Lin Mo stared into his eyes, sneered, and suddenly a bone hand appeared from behind him.

With a "whoosh," his head was firmly grasped in his hand.

Bone armor is certainly hard, but it's not because the quality of the bone armor is particularly high; rather, the bone armor itself is his skeleton.

In a sense, that's his physical strength.

With a constitution bonus of nearly 2 points, its strength naturally far exceeds that of rare-grade weapons.

"You, you let me go!"

The seventh prince roared and struggled.

However, he found that the other party's strength was beyond his imagination. His head was firmly fixed, and his body was suppressed by an invisible force. His limbs were slightly weak, and he could not break free from the other party's control no matter what.

He panicked because he felt the other party's undisguised murderous intent directed directly at his face.

It felt as if he was about to be torn to pieces by the other party at any moment.

The seventh prince angrily rebuked:

"I am the seventh prince of the White Ghost Clan. Do you know how noble my status is? You newly ascended races cannot afford to offend me..."

After hearing his explanation, Lin Mo raised a mocking smile on his face:

"Having been here for over a hundred years, you're still a low-ranking race. Just how 'noble' can your status really be?"

The Seventh Prince was taken aback, clearly not expecting that the other party would know about the classification of lower-ranking races.

But if that's the case, then things are easier to handle.

I'm not afraid of the other person knowing, I'm just afraid that the other person is a clueless idiot who doesn't know anything.

The Seventh Prince immediately felt confident and said proudly:

"Since you know about our White Ghost Clan, you should know that we are not a race that a newly emerging race like yours can afford to offend."

"You don't even have any high-level experts. If you dare to harm me in the slightest, my army will be able to raze your entire Blue Star to the ground one day!"

At this point, he changed the subject:

"Hehe, of course, if you can let me leave and offer up that blood moon, I can consider taking your Blue Star as a subordinate civilization."

His gaze inadvertently drifted to the blood moon atop the Great Wall in the distance, a look of greed flashing in his eyes.

The power of rules flowing within it couldn't be more obvious.

Clearly, this is an item obtained by defeating a world boss.

You should know that these "treasures" that possess the power of rules are more valuable than epic weapons!

Even if we fail to defeat the world boss and bring back this blood moon, it will still make up for the losses of this army.

If the Blood Moon's effect is exceptional, it could be considered another "family heirloom."

As for accepting Earth as a subordinate civilization?

This was obviously just to fool Lin Mo.

Only races at the mid-level or higher are qualified to accept subordinate civilizations; low-level races like them are not qualified to accept subordinate civilizations.

Then it would be even less likely that they would protect the blue planet.

Moreover, new races like those on Earth emerge one or two every few years.

However, a large portion of them will be "devoured" by other races before they can even establish themselves in the Eternal Kingdom.

Only a very small fraction, like the White Ghost Clan, will ultimately survive.

The statement Lin Mo made earlier, such as "what do you mean by a mere low-ranking race that only lasts a hundred years?", sounded like the words of an amateur.

It is already extremely difficult to establish a foothold in the eternal kingdom over a hundred years.

Look at how many races have been struggling at a low level for hundreds of years, while many more have been submerged in the river of time, with not even the sparks of civilization remaining.

Blue Star seems to have some potential, as it managed to defeat a world boss in its early stages of entering the Eternal Kingdom.

But... so what?

Can they compare to our White Ghost Clan in terms of resources and foundation?

Any high-level expert could easily wipe out your entire clan!

The more the Seventh Prince Bai Gui thought about it, the more confident he became, and his tone gradually became arrogant:

"You'd better let me leave now and offer up the Blood Moon, or one day my White Demon army will trespass on every inch of your Blue Star and slaughter all your civilizations!"

Genocide warning!