Chapter 87: Utter Domination

Chen Mo was left trembling with fear! What a terrifying power—though the Diamond Clone could only inherit twenty percent of Chen Mo’s health, Chen Mo’s total health was six thousand points, so even twenty percent meant twelve hundred. That meant, conservatively, the Annihilation Drain just now had dealt at least twelve hundred damage!

The dazzling diamond radiance had confused Wu Chen.

Wu Chen hadn’t realized that the figure left behind was only a clone, and assumed Chen Mo had been instantly annihilated. He screamed with excitement, “Ha ha ha! Chen Mo, oh Chen Mo! No matter how clever you are, what does it matter? In the end, you’re just making things easier for me! My Annihilation Set can enslave your soul, turning you into my Annihilation Energy!”

Suddenly, a cold voice whispered behind Wu Chen’s ear, “Sorry to disappoint you!”

What?! Wu Chen’s eyes nearly popped from their sockets! He tried to activate his Annihilation Demon Wings to dodge.

But with a hundred points in agility and the Blessing of Wind activated, Chen Mo was moving like lightning, giving Wu Chen no chance to escape!

Shadow Claw! Each strike more ferocious, each swipe faster!

Splurt—

Wu Chen’s body was shredded by blood claws, flesh and blood spraying like a fountain!

Half of Wu Chen’s head remained, his eyes bulging in death, forever staring.

Chen Mo took a deep breath. Though the battle had been brief, it was a narrow escape from death!

If Wu Chen hadn’t been careless and fooled by the mirror clone, Chen Mo’s fate might have been sealed. After all, at this stage, few had ever seen a clone technique.

Gulp! Chen Mo swallowed hard, eager to obtain Wu Chen’s Quantum Seed!

Annihilation Set! Demonization! Annihilation Skills! This was the ultimate arsenal Chen Mo had always dreamed of!

Yet—

Chen Mo frowned, sensing something unusual.

Normally, after death, the Quantum Seed would emerge from the victim’s head within five seconds. But Wu Chen’s Quantum Seed hadn’t appeared! Wu Chen’s head was already split into pieces—was he not dead yet? Impossible!

Gurgle... Gurgle...

This time, it wasn’t the sound of Chen Mo swallowing—it was the familiar sound of flowing water!

Wu Chen’s mangled body was transforming into black liquid, slithering between rocks, gathering together!

Damn!!

Chen Mo couldn’t help but curse. What the hell was this?!

No! Absolutely not! These black liquids must not be allowed to merge!

Chen Mo focused his mind, simultaneously casting two Compression Spells with both hands.

Then he stacked the two Compression Spells together!

If any other mage witnessed this, they’d be utterly dumbfounded, jaws dropping to the floor.

To compress two Fireballs together was already a high-level technique. But Chen Mo, with both hands, cast two Compression Spells, then compressed them into one—something no one had ever attempted. Even a single Compression Spell was volatile and prone to explosion, let alone two!

Chen Mo remained calm, his hundred points of mental focus reaching a state of total immersion. In his eyes, only magical flame particles existed, arranged in the tightest formation possible.

Double Compression Spell! Release!

Boom! As soon as the basketball-sized fireball left his hands, it expanded, becoming a massive sphere five meters in diameter!

And Chen Mo, even more reckless, intended to detonate this gigantic compressed fireball!

Explosive Flame! Detonate!

Boom boom boom!!

The ground shook, mountains crumbled!

Chen Mo wished he could shatter the entire mountain, anything to prevent the black liquid from merging!

As the dust and debris slowly cleared, Chen Mo saw the shattered liquid, droplets wriggling, merging together two by two, coming from all directions.

Chen Mo realized he likely couldn’t kill this terrifying thing! Yes, thing—this wasn’t human at all!

The annihilation liquid quickly gathered, forming a large sphere in midair, then morphing into a humanoid shape.

“Chen Mo! Do you really think you can kill me? Hmm?!” Wu Chen’s voice had changed completely, mixed with a garbled metallic tone.

Chen Mo’s mind raced, searching for a way to destroy this monster.

“Wu Chen—or rather, you hideous creature, stop pretending. You’re not Wu Chen at all. The real Wu Chen must have died long ago!”

“Hahaha, you needn’t provoke me. Wu Chen chose me, and I chose Wu Chen. We’ve become one. I am Annihilation! You should be honored to witness my birth. You’ll be the first meal I devour!”

As soon as the words left his mouth, the liquid-form Annihilation Wu Chen stretched his hands toward Chen Mo, arms elongating infinitely.

Double Power Arrows!

Chen Mo drew a longbow from his storage space, nocking arrows formed of flame magic, pulling the bow to its limit—release!

Whoosh whoosh!

Two flaming arrows, imbued with the physical power of a bard’s critical strike and magical fire damage—a perfect fusion of physical and magical attack!

Boom boom!

Both arrows locked onto the Annihilation hands, blasting Wu Chen’s arms apart.

“Oh! Let’s see how many tricks you have left! Split!” Wu Chen’s blasted hands split into eight liquid tentacles, writhing like an octopus, lunging at Chen Mo.

Double Blood Slash! Wrath of the War God! Quad Blood Claw!

Chen Mo’s blood claws could extend up to two meters. Ten claws, like ten swords stained with blood, weaving a crisscrossed web of shadows!

What?! Impossible!

The blood claws struck the annihilation tentacles as if slicing through sticky bubblegum. The disgusting, terrifying annihilation liquid wrapped around Chen Mo’s ten blood claws, spiraling forward.

Hiss hiss hiss!

Wherever the annihilation liquid passed, it sizzled with corrosive sounds. Seeing the liquid about to reach his fingers, Chen Mo decisively severed his connection with the Vampire Claws, tossing the equipment aside.

Splatter splatter splatter splatter splatter splatter! Sticky liquid surrounded Chen Mo from all sides!

With a flourish of his Vampire Cape, his body transformed into a blood bat, soaring into the sky. The black annihilation liquid followed, rising behind him like ten black chimneys!

This monster was likely impossible to kill—the only way to win was to get close, forcibly tear its body open, and extract the hidden Quantum Seed. Otherwise, the battle would drag on, and Wu Chen would eventually wear him down.

Wu Chen, watching Chen Mo escape as a bat, his face twisted into a grotesque mass, nose vanished, leaving only an angry mouth: “No, impossible! Absolutely impossible! I’ve seen your ranking—you’re hundreds of thousands worldwide. With such a score, such a rank, there’s no way you could possess so many abnormal skills and equipment! You must have some unspeakable secret! You must!”

Wu Chen’s annihilation energy was nearly depleted. His hands, unable to extend far enough, couldn’t reach the fleeing blood bat. Letting Chen Mo escape right before his eyes would surely become a hidden threat. And Chen Mo must have some secret—if he could kill Chen Mo and devour his soul, perhaps he’d obtain that secret and become even stronger!

Flap flap!

A pair of pitch-black demon wings unfolded on Wu Chen’s back. With a leap, he soared into the sky, chasing after Chen Mo’s blood bat!

He’s coming—the fish has taken the bait!

Chen Mo’s heart leapt with joy.