"Were you talking about me?"
The Machine Race and Demon Race Commanders had barely finished speaking when Lin Mo appeared behind them.
"Lin Mo!"
At the sight of him, everyone from both races was stunned, their faces filled with disbelief.
Before they could say anything, Lin Mo waved a hand.
The Blood Wolf Legion appeared one after another, cutting off their retreat.
"Damn it, move aside!"
Seeing this, the two race Commanders shouted furiously.
Who would have thought that they had originally come to ambush Lin Mo and the others, to cut off their escape route?
Yet now, they were the ones trapped here instead.
Behind them, the insect race was slaughtering without pause, harvesting the lives of their clansmen.
"Too noisy!"
Lin Mo looked at them coldly and unleashed his full combat power.
In an instant, he appeared at the Machine Race Commander's side and slashed out.
Everything happened too quickly, leaving him no time to react.
Saber Aura flashed. The Machine Race Commander was cleaved apart, the core crystal in his chest shattered, and Lin Mo grabbed it and stored it in his bracelet.
The body, stripped of its core crystal, crashed to the ground and kicked up clouds of dust.
"Holy shit! Lord Commander... is dead?"
That was their Commander! He had died in a single slash?
Was Lin Mo really this terrifying?
Yet before they could recover from their shock, Lin Mo had already vanished from where he stood.
When he reappeared, the Demon Race Commander was clutching his throat, staring at the figure before him in terror. He staggered back a few steps before crashing down.
Until his death, he had failed to see Lin Mo's movements clearly.
Until his death, his only thought was regret.
Regret that he had ever provoked such a monster.