Chapter 120: Zhang Shengmo

"You are definitely someone I know! There is something so familiar about you!" Zhang Shengmo was serious as never before. Beyond Young Master Wei, this was the second opponent in his life he had encountered who could push him to this extent.

Whether it was attack speed, footwork, prediction, or technique, everything was top-tier. Without fifteen or twenty years of rigorous training, one could not reach this level. Therefore, Zhang Shengmo concluded that his opponent must also belong to an ancient martial arts family—and a highly renowned one at that.

Chen Mo lowered his voice, deliberately making it sound hoarse. "Zhang Shengmo, I know you. The eldest young master of the Star City Zhang family. Hehehe, not bad. You certainly didn't disappoint me."

Chen Mo intentionally pointed out Zhang Shengmo’s family background, further cementing the latter's belief that his opponent was a member of an ancient martial arts clan.

Zhang Shengmo cupped his hands in a salute, striking the posture of traditional martial etiquette. "Brother, since we are both successors of ancient martial arts, why must we kill each other? Why not join forces to take down this S-rank zombie and split the rewards equally?"

Chen Mo cared about more than just the S-rank zombie's reward; he was after the hidden mission.

Since it was a hidden mission, it surely held great opportunities and rewards. If Chen Mo were to team up with Zhang Shengmo, the credit for the mission would likely be shared. That would render all his painstaking efforts meaningless.

Chen Mo lowered his voice again. "Heh, sorry, Brother Zhang! This S-rank zombie, I must have it!"

A flash of killing intent crossed Zhang Shengmo’s eyes. "In that case, we must settle this with our lives!"

No sooner had he spoken than the black sword in his hand seemed to replicate itself, with ten identical black swords appearing side by side!

Ten swords launched in unison, spitting cold light toward the heavens!

A dark golden glow emanated from between Zhang Shengmo’s eyebrows. It seemed as though this very light allowed him to command all ten black swords.

*Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!*

Guided by Zhang Shengmo’s sword-control technique, the ten black swords struck at Chen Mo with the speed of bullets.

This had to be Zhang Shengmo's ultimate move. Chen Mo knew he could no longer afford to play around.

Chen Mo crossed his blood-stained claws over his chest, and a dense aura of blood surged upward in rolling waves.

He intentionally cloaked himself in that bloody haze, then instantly switched to the Annihilation set!

Not wanting to waste time, Chen Mo released Wu Chen's "Zizi" (particle intelligence). Feeling the fury and despair of Wu Chen’s Zizi, he triggered the Annihilation Demonization!

In this demonized state, all of Chen Mo’s attributes increased tenfold! Yes, tenfold!

His physical attack power rose from 1,000 to 10,000, and his health from 7,000 to 70,000! His magic power transformed into Annihilation Energy—the fuel for his Annihilation skills! He now possessed a full 10,000 points. If Wu Chen hadn't lacked the Annihilation energy to exceed 1,000 points back then, Chen Mo would never have been able to kill him.

Powerful! Too powerful!!

With such terrifying, surging power, Chen Mo felt as if his body were about to burst!

In particular, Wu Chen's black Zizi was inherently unstable, and after demonization, it became even more volatile!

Chen Mo knew he had to finish this quickly; he could not drag it out. His brain was buzzing, and he was even suffering from hallucinations, with the image of his fight against Wu Chen flickering repeatedly before his eyes—a side effect of the demonization.

Zhang Shengmo had never seen Wu Chen’s full demonized form, but he had seen the techniques of the Annihilation Demon Sword. To avoid being recognized by the Annihilation sword aura, Chen Mo used his blood claws as a substitute. He channeled 10,000 points of Annihilation energy into ten streams of black gas, injecting them into his ten blood-stained fingers.

It was fortunate that this "Great Demon King" body had survived ten thousand challenges and countless deaths in hell; it was tempered and hardened. If it were Wu Chen’s original body, let alone 10,000 points of Annihilation energy, even 1,000 unleashed at once would have caused his body to collapse!

"Ten fingers unleashed, crossing the galaxy to sever the firmament! Blood Demon Suppression!"

Chen Mo fired ten beams of blood-red light. Each beam transformed into a blood-red warhorse, but with a twist: a black, headless knight manifested atop each steed.

Zhang Shengmo’s ten black swords, like a novice, tried to strike down the headless knights. But the knights simply reached out and caught the swords with ease, claiming them as their own. Instantly, the black swords turned into blood swords. Ten blood-red horses, ten black headless knights, ten blood swords—*thud, thud, thud, thud!*

The headless knights galloped on their steeds, shattering the ground with every step, sending dust billowing into the sky!

Zhang Shengmo watched, stunned and dumbfounded. His voice even trembled. "Even a King-ranker couldn't manifest so much energy simultaneously! What kind of monster are you?!"

Everything unfolding before him had transcended Zhang Shengmo’s understanding!

"Kill!!"

The ten black headless knights formed a cross-shaped blood-slaughter formation. With a single charge, powered by 10,000 physical attack points and 10,000 points of Annihilation energy—let alone a mere General-ranker, even if a Marquis-ranker were standing before Chen Mo, they would surely be slain!

*Splurt—*

There was no miracle. Zhang Shengmo’s body was instantly cut down from his horse. As Chen Mo had exhausted all his Annihilation energy in one go, the demonization faded, and he quickly stowed away the Annihilation set.

*Thump!*

Zhang Shengmo fell to the ground, his eyes wide in eternal unrest.

[Player killed, points +20]
[The player possessed 51,000 points; gained 102,000 points]

My goodness, this is incredible! One hundred thousand points in an instant! Chen Mo’s ranking on the Great Demon King China leaderboard jumped from fifty-thousandth to within the top thirty thousand!

*Ding~~*

A pleasant sound. Oh, an unexpected bonus: an A-rank piece of equipment had dropped from Zhang Shengmo’s corpse.

[Mind's Eye]
[Quality: A-rank Spirit Stone]
[Attribute: Meditation +50]
[Special: Ability to manipulate matter. The weight and quantity of the matter controlled are determined by the value of Meditation.]

What! A-rank equipment!

Chen Mo’s eyes nearly popped out of his head!!

My god, it’s actually A-rank equipment! Didn't Instructor Moon Fox fail to find any A-rank gear during her search? Perhaps Zhang Shengmo had a special hidden method, or perhaps this was a recent drop!

Chen Mo had wondered how this Zhang Shengmo was so formidable, capable of sword-control; it turned out he was relying on this Mind's Eye Spirit Stone!

Does that mean that with this stone, I too can manipulate matter? Including weapons and other physical objects!

Equipping [Mind's Eye], a dark golden eyeball flew directly into the space between Chen Mo’s eyebrows. Instantly, he felt his mind sharpen, his spiritual power increased significantly, his range of consciousness expanded, and his sensitivity to magical elements grew sharper!

Chen Mo focused his meditation, his will stirring!

Twenty loose stones on the ground automatically floated into the air, following his telekinetic command!!

Wow! This feeling is truly marvelous!

Telekinesis! This is absolutely amazing!

Chen Mo tried to control more stones, but found he could only manage twenty, and each stone could not exceed one kilogram in weight!

No wonder Zhang Shengmo only controlled ten swords instead of thousands; no wonder his swords were thin and extremely light!

It seemed the Meditation stat truly dictated the quantity and weight of the items controlled. Chen Mo was currently under the effects of his "Slaughter Mode"; without that buff, he would likely only be able to control ten items at a time, each weighing no more than half a kilogram.

"Hey, beauty! Stop! Don't attack anymore!! We can't let these old schemers reap the rewards!" Nalan Xingde, covered in wounds, shouted as he ran. Behind him trailed over seventy players in black robes, hiding their identities!!

So strong!

Nalan Xingde had fought a hundred people alone and still managed to escape unscathed after killing over thirty. Was the "Pale Dog" really this powerful?!

To kill Zhang Shengmo instantly, Chen Mo had exhausted his demonization and Annihilation energy. He couldn't demonize again for a while, so he couldn't wipe everyone out. He had to seize the S-rank zombie before Nalan Xingde, Xiao Sanyue, Shen Yifei, and the other powerhouses arrived!

No matter the cost! Chen Mo donned his zombie mask and leaped directly toward the S-rank zombie!!