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

"Owner!!!"

Addison exclaimed in surprise, trying to stop them, but found it was too late.

Lin Mo has already locked onto a high-level battlefield, and the battlefield he has locked onto is not considered low-level among high-level battlefields.

Is this a choice that a newly emerging race can make?

Lin Mo said calmly, "Now, will the White Ghost King still dare to choose?"

Addison swallowed hard, shook his head, and said, "Unless he's insane, he would never dare choose this battlefield, but..."

Compared to the enemies one has to deal with on high-level battlefields, what are the mere White Demons?

Lin Mo has really taken a huge step.

Addison sighed inwardly.

If he had seen Lin Mo make this choice before he was infected, he wouldn't have gotten involved with him, even if it meant risking being killed by Lin Mo.

Ruling the White Demon Clan is many times more difficult than assassinating the White Demon King.

Even "hellish difficulty" doesn't do justice to the high-level battlefields.

This is because it is a battleground for both mid-level and high-level races. In almost every battle for supremacy among all races, a considerable number of races perish in the high-level battlefields.

The reason is simple: in addition to the high-quality treasures that are born in high-level battlefields, there are also world rules!

As long as a victory is achieved in the high-level battlefield, even a high-ranking race will produce more than one expert at the Domain Realm.

A true master of the Domain Realm is a superior life form capable of single-handedly annihilating billions of living beings, truly transcending all other beings.

In the struggle for supremacy among all races, the number of Domain Realm experts represents the highest combat strength of a race.

If a pseudo-realm waste like the White Ghost King dared to lead the White Ghost Clan into high-level battlefields, he would definitely be the first cannon fodder to die.

But on the other hand, Earth also...

Thinking of this, Addison gave a wry smile: "Master, I will take down the White Ghost Clan as soon as possible and assist you in conquering the high-level battlefields."

Lin Mo sneered, "Since that's the case, let's go."

Addison's eyes flashed with surprise: "Now?"

Lin Mo turned his head and glanced at him:

"There is less than half an hour left in the countdown before the White Demon Clan chooses their battlefield."

Addison's eyes widened: "You mean...?"

Before he could finish speaking, a dark figure suddenly flashed up from below the city.

"Owner!"

Ao Ma-yi's voice rang out from the city wall, her eyes fixed on the white ghost on the wall.

All the blood slaves' bloodlines come from Lin Mo, so the blood slaves can sense each other.

If it weren't for the familiar feeling she felt from her bloodline, she might have attacked immediately.

"What should Earth do next?"

"That's what Aomai asked."

Clearly, she was there on behalf of the war zone representatives to ask for their opinions.

Not only the war zone representatives, but all the players on Earth heard the world announcement and knew that Lin Mo had locked onto the advanced battlefield area.

However, most people don't know what Lin Mo's choice means.

Even those representatives from the war zones who had a basic understanding of the Eternal Kingdom only had a superficial understanding; at most, they knew that Lin Mo's choice seemed very bold.

Little did they know that Lin Mo had chosen a path to hell, a path fraught with peril, for the sake of Blue Star.

If I knew...

All they could do was protest, but protests against the Wall of Bones never had any effect.

Lin Mo didn't say much, but gently stepped off the city wall, leaving behind two words before departing:

"Prepare for war."

As soon as he finished speaking, he and Addison disappeared from the Great Wall under the night sky.

And that golden scroll seemed to slowly disperse in the air as he disappeared.

Ao Mai stared intently at the colors of the scroll on the dome, which faded gradually until they disappeared completely.

The next second, she turned around and ran swiftly into the Great Wall of Bones.

War is coming again.

……

……

"Bang!"

Another crystal glass was smashed to the ground by the White Ghost King.

Meanwhile, the tens of millions of White Ghost Legion under his command remained as silent as chickens, not daring to make the slightest sound, for fear of angering the most powerful figure in the White Ghost Clan.

"Damn Lin Mo!!!"

The White Demon King, enraged beyond measure, roared out in fury.

The original intention was to use the mobilization rally to boost the morale of the troops.

Just a second ago, he swore an oath in front of millions of White Ghosts that he would definitely defeat Lin Mo and reclaim the City of Life.

But the next second, Lin Mo seemed to have gone mad and actually chose the high-level battlefield.

Now he's standing here, caught in a dilemma: to choose or not to choose.

The white-robed minister beside him cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, please calm your anger. Blue Star's actions are undoubtedly a path to certain death."

The White Ghost King gritted his teeth and said, "He's dead, but what about my City of Life? Am I supposed to buy it back from those high-ranking races who plunder every last drop of value?"

The White Demon Minister said, "Then how about... we also choose a high-level battlefield, at least to reclaim the City of Life first, and then try to stay out of trouble on the battlefield..."

"Shut up!!!"

The White Ghost King shouted sternly.

His face immediately paled, and a barely perceptible fear flashed in his eyes.

The only beings that could inspire such fear in the mighty White Demon King were those high-ranking races that ran rampant in the Eternal Kingdom.

A single prodigy could bring their White Ghost Clan to the brink of annihilation.

The thought of this made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

The way the White Ghosts survive in the Eternal Kingdom is to remain invisible as much as possible.

For them, the best way to survive is to avoid attracting the attention of the powerful.

The tragic experience of the previous White Ghost King is still vivid in his mind and he can never forget it.

Let alone what would happen if the City of Life really fell into the hands of a high-ranking race, even if someone reached out and took it away, what could they do?

The gap was so vast that the White Ghost King couldn't even muster the slightest thought of resistance.

"never mind!"

The White Ghost King composed himself slightly and glanced at the millions of White Ghosts below the stage.

This is the fighting force that was gathered in advance to conquer the myriad races and dominate the world. It is also the last remaining living force of the White Ghost Clan.

The previous losses, coupled with the loss of the City of Life, have significantly reduced the overall strength of the White Demon Clan.

To survive in this battle for supremacy among all races, one must now pay a price.

He was prepared to lose more than half of his territory, and even his tens of millions of troops would likely suffer a loss of half.

But it's alright, as long as the White Demon Clan can be preserved, everything is worthwhile.

A glint of light flashed in the White Ghost King's eyes. Seeing Lin Mo choose the advanced battlefield, he lost all interest in continuing the rally and addressed the ministers:

"Let them go and rest. I need to think carefully about how to choose the next battlefield."