[Outside the Princess Tomb]
Under Chen Jun's command, dozens of his players charged toward Lin Mo's group of five with weapons in hand.
Behind them, Zhang Long felt somewhat uneasy, "Brother Jun, why do I have a bad feeling about this?"
"Can we really kill Rulebound?"
"Back at the Dragon Ruins, over five thousand people from our five guilds got wiped out by him alone. Not a single one of us could even break his defense."
"This guy has no technique at all. It's all stats!"
The scar on Chen Jun's face looked even fiercer.
He snorted and said, "So what? How can those trash from Paradise, Bloodthirst, War God, and Emperor Guild compare to the elites standing before us?"
"You still don't understand the value of A-rank talents?"
Chen Jun's gaze locked onto the players ahead who were charging toward Lin Mo.
"A-rank Talent, Armor Break! Reduces the target's physical defense by 50%!"
"A-rank Talent, Vulnerability! Increases damage taken by the target by 50%!"
"A-rank Talent, Demon Mark! The marked target's recovery effects are reduced by 50%!"
"A-rank Talent, Damage Reflection! Reflects 50% of damage received!"
"Gathered here are the rarest talents among the tens of millions of players in Purgatory City! With dozens of A-rank talents combined, can he withstand that? What can he use to resist it?"
"Not even the King of Heaven could take it!"
Chen Jun's words excited Zhang Long.
"That's true! Besides, Rulebound only has five people on his side this time."
"There's no Divine Nation Guild protecting him, and no Chaotic World Guild coming to interfere. This time, they're definitely dead."
Just as Chen Jun and Zhang Long confidently concluded that Lin Mo was doomed, up ahead, the dozens of players with high-level talents had just entered attack range and were preparing to activate their talents against Lin Mo.
Lin Mo calmly took out a magic scroll from his bag.
Seeing this, Chen Jun sneered from the rear.
"You think a single magic scroll can turn things around?"
"Even if it's an S-rank magic scroll, you can't change the fact that you're dying today."
The moment Chen Jun finished speaking...
Crack!
The instant Lin Mo crushed the scroll.
Rumble!
Thunder suddenly rolled across the sky above the Princess Tomb.
The next moment....
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Countless bolts of lightning crashed down from above, covering a massive area with a radius of one thousand yards around the Princess Tomb.
It looked like the end of the world.
The countless Black Demons within the area were pierced by lightning and let out miserable cries.
At the same time, Nether, Chen Jun, and all of their players were swallowed by the storm as well.
Huge white true damage numbers rose above their heads...
-911,820!
-911,280!
-911,280!
The next second...
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Dozens of white beams shot into the sky.
Hundreds of newly spawned Black Demons nearby were instantly killed.
Within a thousand-yard radius around the Princess Tomb, nothing remained.
Beside Lin Mo, Qin Feng and the others, who had been designated as protected targets and therefore remained completely unharmed despite standing within the world-destroying lightning, couldn't help but gasp.
"Damn! The power of an SSS-rank magic scroll is insane."
"Good thing I'm Brother Mo's teammate."
[Ding~ You used the SSS-rank magic scroll World-Destroying: Ten Thousand Thunderbolts and gained a permanent bonus effect: Final Lightning Damage +1%!]
As the combat notification faded, the SSS-rank lightning that connected heaven and earth gradually dispersed.
Yet the scene ahead left Lin Mo somewhat surprised.
Because not all of the enemies had been killed.
Ahead, centered on Nether, a golden domain with a radius of roughly fifty yards had spread out.
Nether, Chen Jun, Zhang Long, and dozens of other players standing within the area had survived the magic scroll's attack.
"It actually blocked an SSS-rank magic scroll?"
"Interesting."
The mechanics of the SSS-rank hidden class Judge were simply too overpowered.
It could steal talents ranging from E-rank to SSS-rank and make them its own.
Just now, Nether had relied on an S-rank talent stolen from another player, Angel Shield (Creates an invincible shield with a fifty-yard radius for one second. Cooldown: ten seconds.)
Using it, he and his teammates within the area perfectly avoided the fatal attack from Lin Mo's SSS-rank magic scroll.
At this moment, Chen Jun and Zhang Long were stunned.
What shocked them wasn't the S-rank talent Angel Shield used by Nether.
It was the world-destroying magic scroll Lin Mo had just unleashed.
Looking at the barren landscape stretching as far as the eye could see, the two exchanged glances.
"This is an S-rank magic scroll?"
"Holy shit! We didn't even touch Rulebound, and two-thirds of our people are already dead?"
"Brother Jun, didn't you say he couldn't handle it?"
Chen Jun's face looked awful.
In truth, if Lin Mo hadn't advanced his talent to the fifth stage before entering the Divine Tomb and unlocked the Scroll Incineration ability, without the help of SSS-rank magic scrolls, he really might not have been able to handle this situation.
After all, every opponent he was facing possessed B-rank or A-rank talents.
Taken individually, any one of those talents was insignificant before Lin Mo's SSS-rank talent.
But when so many high-level talents were gathered together, their power could not be ignored.
As the saying goes, a single ant may be tiny, but enough ants can kill an elephant.
When numerous high-level talents combined together, even an SSS-rank talent could be worn down.
Just like before.
Although Lin Mo's SSS-rank magic scroll World-Destroying: Ten Thousand Thunderbolts dealt tremendous damage, it also came at a cost.
While instantly killing many high-level talent users, Lin Mo himself suffered damage from abilities such as: A-rank Damage Reflection (Reflects 50% of damage dealt), B-rank Bloodthirst (When attacked, deals damage equal to 10% of the user's maximum HP to the attacker), B-rank Damage Transfer (Transfers 30% of damage received to the attacker), and other talents.
If not for Dark Gold Strong-Maned Pig absorbing 90% of the damage, combined with Lin Mo's own high health, he might have been killed by the backlash.
At this moment, Lin Mo couldn't help thinking, 'It looks like SSS-rank magic scrolls need to be used carefully.'
Otherwise, during future large-scale guild wars or national wars, if he used these wide-area SSS-rank magic scrolls with overwhelming damage, there was no telling what kinds of people might be mixed into the crowd.
If a group of "talent assassins" happened to be among them, and he lacked a death-prevention or revival effect, he could easily end up killing himself by accident.
At this moment, Divine Advent Seraph cast the SSS-rank Heavenly Blessing: Holy Light Healing.
With over 90,000 points of recovery, Lin Mo's health instantly returned to full.
Then Lin Mo pulled out another SSS-rank magic scroll from his bag.
The moment they saw it, Chen Jun, Zhang Long, and the others all shuddered.
"Fuck!"
"How many magic scrolls does he have?"
Lin Mo opened his bag and took a look.
Then he smiled, "Not many."
"Just a dozen or so."
As he spoke, Lin Mo gripped the magic scroll.
Looking at the group whose minds were on the verge of breaking, he gave a crooked smile.
"Ready?"
"Here comes the little flying stick."