Binding to the nation's destiny: Start by choosing the underworld, where a hundred ghosts parad

He said indifferently, "One day, the 'adult' you speak of will kneel before me, just like you."

[Ding! Absorbable soul power detected. Absorb...?]

The next moment...

Splash!

A faint light burst forth from Li Mo's hand.

Countless souls transformed into streams of pure power that surged into Li Mo's hands.

One by one, souls emerged, but their faces showed no resentment.

Instead, they looked at Li Mo with a hint of gratitude, and some of the dead even knelt down in mid-air to worship Li Mo.

It was as if they were thanking Li Mo for freeing them.

[Ding! Soul power absorption complete. This will boost your attributes. Current boost is 20%. 0/10000 points are needed for the next boost.]

[Ding! Congratulations on eliminating the fused undead. Reward: 10000 experience, Death Will*1, Hell Pass*1]

[Ding! God-level critical strike skill activated, rewards: 3, Netherworld Token 1]

The fused undead took less than half a minute from its appearance to its destruction by Li Mo.

In fact, he is very strong. If a real fight were to break out, even with Li Mo's combat power, he would be a formidable opponent.

They may not be able to win easily.

But unfortunately...

The essence of the fused undead is the convergence of souls killed by greed.

Li Mo, who has control of the underworld faction, can easily dismantle these souls.

Before the underworld, which controls life, death, and reincarnation.

It can be said that as long as there is no particularly large difference in strength, all undead and ghost-like monsters are nourishment for Li Mo.

They can only become servants of the underworld.

"Good luck, now we can upgrade the base." Li Mo weighed a red stone in his hand.

It glowed with a faint red light, and it was the final material needed to upgrade the Fengdu Hall.

The will to die.

There are still 50,000 experience points needed to upgrade to the required 80,000.

"If only there were more monsters like that," Li Mo thought with a hint of regret as he continued towards the treasure on the map.

Those in the live stream who heard this were speechless.

Damn it, why do you seem so eager to eat this terrifying monster?!

Please, have some respect for the saviors of other countries!

At the same time.

The savior of Fusang also discovered the entrance to the palace.

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Chapter 37: The Divine Beast of the Underworld, the Hell-Suppressing Listener!!!

Miyamoto originally only wanted to rest and recuperate in the canyon for a while.

Unexpectedly, the stench of blood in the canyon attracted an even more terrifying monster.

Carnivorous Vulture!

A skull-like head, and iron claws as hard as steel.

It made him feel terrified.

In a panic, they didn't know which way to go.

Ignoring everything else.

They rushed straight into the dark cave entrance.

As soon as he fell into the palace, Miyamoto felt like his bladder was about to explode.

The scene before him nearly made him wet himself in fear.

Huge human skin, terrifying white bones, and black hair carpets everywhere.

And the ever-present smell of blood.

It constantly stimulated his mind.

Miyamoto suppressed his inner fear.

He pulled the samurai sword from his waist with both hands.

"I am a warrior of the Great Fusang Empire!!"

"I bear the honor of the entire nation of Japan!"

"The spirit of the warrior has never been extinguished!"

These words seemed to give him endless courage, and his eyes became even more determined.

The katana in his hand gleamed faintly with a cold light.

He strode into the corridor, his figure moving through the darkness.

The viewers in the Fusang live stream finally relaxed a bit.

It seems their savior isn't so useless after all.

Although I've wanted to replace Miyamoto countless times.

However, the prerequisite for voting to replace the savior is that the savior must die ten times.

The average life expectancy in Japan is also 50% that of flesh and blood.

By then, where will there be any young people left in the entire country of Japan?

Choosing a savior from a group of old men in their seventies and eighties?

So seeing Miyamoto's current state, the residents of Fusang were also somewhat encouraged.

"That's right, Miyamoto-kun! You're a descendant of the legendary samurai Miyamoto Musashi!"

"That's right, the noble blood of a former dragon slayer flows in your veins!"

"Let the world witness the spirit of our Japanese nation!!"

"The wounds on your back are the humiliation of a samurai. Miyamoto, do not run away from them!!"

Japan truly lives up to its reputation as a nation of chuunibyou (a Japanese term for someone with delusions of grandeur).

Various cringeworthy comments kept floating across the screen.

In contrast, the viewers in the Japanese livestream room were much calmer.

They are actually only expecting one thing right now.

That is Miyamoto, whom these Japanese people say possesses the bloodline of a dragon slayer.

What will it be like when facing Master Mo?

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Li Mo appeared to be walking slowly along the corridor.

But in fact.

His speed is indeed several points faster than that of a normal person running.

With his current physical abilities, if he were to move at high speed, he wouldn't be much slower than a sports car.

At the end of the corridor was endless darkness.

A huge treasure chest suddenly appeared before Li Mo's eyes.

The Greedy Demon King's Secret Treasure

The Demon King of Greed had a great love for collecting treasures, so he built palaces in various places, each housing a supreme treasure.

[Note: Whoever you are, do not attempt to covet my treasures, or I will send you to endless hell!!!]

Looking at the information on the treasure chest in front of him, Li Mo curled his lip in disdain.

He is affiliated with the Fengdu Underworld faction.

Why would I fear a so-called demon king of hell?

To plunge oneself into an endless hell?

How interesting, I wonder how the so-called hell compares to the eighteen levels of hell in the underworld.

Which is more terrifying?

The Hell of Tongue Pulling, the Hell of Boiling Oil, the Hell of Scissors... the eighteen levels of hell cause gods and demons to weep, and heaven and earth to tremble in fear.

As long as Li Mo becomes stronger.

These legendary beings will all appear in the world through his hands.

At that time...

Even the Demon King of Hell would probably only end up wailing and crying in a cauldron of boiling oil!

Li Mo stepped forward and immediately opened the treasure chest.

A loud 'boom' was heard.

The entire palace shook violently, as if it were an earthquake.

A dazzling golden light exploded inside the treasure chest.

The aura, though seemingly cold and sinister, carried an inexplicable sense of sacredness and grandeur.