Chapter 345: Not Qualified To Speak To
The Swordsman let out a low shout and charged at Lin Moyu. His final star ring shattered as he merged with his sword, transforming into a massive sword radiating deadly sword energy. In a flash, the massive sword hurtled toward Lin Moyu, striking him instantly.
Lin Moyu stood calm and unmoved. With Bone Armor, Damage Transfer, and Comprehensive Link, only a true God-level powerhouse or Demon King could hope to kill him with a single blow. The Bone Armor shimmered and creaked under the assault, holding for a moment before shattering. The sword struck Lin Moyu, piercing his clothing but failing to injure him.
The undead troops absorbed the damage, and the Lich Generals swiftly began healing them. As long as they endured, Lin Moyu remained unharmed. Bright flashes like fireworks burst against the massive sword, and lightning-infused arrows rained down on it. In seconds, the colossal blade disintegrated, and the level 69 Swordsman fell.
Lin Moyu now had a rough sense of his combat power. Level 69 mid-tier legendary class users were no match for him. Even wounding him was a challenge.
For other, being unbeatable at their level marked them as a genius. Defeating foes four or five levels higher was considered extraordinary. But for him? Facing opponents far above his level was as effortless as breathing. Even battling across tiers felt unremarkable.
After the second class awakening, his power had surged—a fact both the books and his own experiences confirmed.
The village was eerily silent, empty of life. Though made of elements, it felt real enough that Lin Moyu didn’t want to disturb its calm. He dismissed his undead legions and walked alone into the village.
The houses were scattered, connected by a single main path. Lin Moyu followed it to a small cabin. The cabin blended into the village scenery, but here, the soul aura was strongest.
Lin Moyu, acutely sensitive to soul aura, knew he wasn’t mistaken.
"Come in!" A voice from within the cabin called.
Lin Moyu responded and stepped inside. Seated cross-legged was a Swordsman, his attire and appearance mirroring the figures Lin Moyu had seen before—though this time, without star rings on his wrists.
Lin Moyu bowed respectfully. "Junior Lin Moyu greets Lord Righteous God."