Chapter 798: Dare to Occupy My Corpse, Seeking Death
Lin Moyu only targeted the souls of the insect race and wild beasts. Lin
For the remnant souls of the human race or gods, Lin Moyu chose to spare them.
They had fought to the death for the entire world back then.
Their remnant souls should not become nourishment for his growth after death.
Lin Moyu had his principles. He could slaughter billions, but he would not break his own principles.
Because he was human!
The quality of his soul was increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Improving the quality was much harder than improving the level.
"Peak of the first grade, soul solidified, surrounded by a faint glow."
Lin Moyu softly recited. His soul had long been solidified, and a faint glow had appeared, which was the mark of the peak of the first grade.
Now the faint glow was becoming stronger, seemingly undergoing some magical transformation.
"Soul of the second grade, bronze helmet and iron armor!"
The mark of the second-grade soul was further solidification, with a layer of bronze helmet and iron armor appearing on the soul. The bronze helmet and iron armor were just metaphors, meaning the soul became stronger and more solid. For example, it could withstand the burning of the talent fire.
A second-grade soul was also a necessary condition to become a true god.
All super god-level beings must reach the second-grade soul to advance to the true god level.
The soul was the foundation.
One by one, the remnant souls of the insect race and wild beasts were eliminated, and the remnant souls of the human race who were fighting them stopped one after another. They seemed dazed, as if confused.
After death, they only retained their deepest will, and their thoughts had long been extinguished.
Now, without enemies, they didn’t know where to go, standing in place in a daze.
Lin Moyu sighed softly. These strong beings had sacrificed too much for the human race and the world back then.
The glow on his soul became stronger and stronger, and finally, with a soft hum, the sound of the soul spread out majestically.
The faint glow on his soul suddenly changed, disappearing, and a layer of bronze and iron color appeared on his soul. It looked like he was wearing armor.
"Bronze helmet and iron armor, second-grade soul, achieved!"
Lin Moyu clenched his fist, not expecting it to be so smooth.
He had so easily elevated his soul to the second grade.
The second grade was already enough to extract one talent, but Lin Moyu was not satisfied with just that.
Now he had just entered the second grade, and he needed to elevate his soul to the peak of the second grade to have full confidence in extracting all three talents.
"The Land of the Buried Gods has many remnant souls, which should be enough."
"And there is still the other half of the area."
Lin Moyu’s attention turned to the other half of the area that he couldn’t see through.
This area also belonged to the Land of the Buried Gods, but it was shrouded in thick death energy.
Suddenly, the death energy surged, and a dragon’s roar sounded.
A giant dragon, gray and white all over, flew out from the death energy, rushing towards the Eye of the Undead in the sky.
The giant dragon moved extremely fast, crashing into the Eye of the Undead with a bang.
The Eye of the Undead collapsed with a roar.
Lin Moyu trembled all over, his consciousness returning.
"A dragon!"
Lin Moyu was slightly stunned, not understanding why a dragon appeared.
This dragon was not a remnant soul but its true body.
However, its body was dry and seemed to have no flesh and blood.
But its strength was still formidable, able to directly shatter the Eye of the Undead.
"A super god-level dragon."
The dragon’s aura had already surpassed the half-step super god level, reaching the super god level.
Lin Moyu was puzzled as to why a dragon appeared here, and it was a real dragon.
He wanted to ask Antares, but he couldn’t contact Antares here.
The dragon shattered the Eye of the Undead and breathed dragon breath towards the undead army.
The dragon breath carried scorching flames, indicating it was a fire element dragon.
The scales of a fire element dragon should be red, but this dragon’s scales were an abnormal gray-white.
The undead army reacted instantly. In the sky, hundreds of skeletal dragons swooped down, and the death knights also launched their charge skills, crashing into the dragon like streams of light.
The skeletal warriors charged through the scorching dragon breath.
The [Elemental Resistance] passive spell played a powerful role, ignoring elemental attacks.
It reduced the damage from the fire element laws in the dragon breath by 90 times.
Although not as much as Lin Moyu’s 8100 times reduction, it ensured they wouldn’t be killed instantly.
After all, 1.49 million undead were sharing the damage, making it not so easy to kill them.
In almost an instant, the fire element dragon was surrounded by the undead army.
The skeletal dragons pounced on it, breathing dragon breath while biting and gnawing.
Although the fire element dragon had reached the super god level, the skeletal dragons, under the state enhancement of the lich general, also had half-step super god strength.
Under the siege, the fire element dragon would also be injured.
The fire element dragon struggled frantically, its scales standing up like the sharpest weapons, attacking the undead army.
The undead army knew no fear, fighting bravely without retreating.
At this rate, it wouldn’t take long to kill it.
"A super god-level fire element dragon shouldn’t be like this."
The more Lin Moyu watched, the stranger it seemed. He had dealt with fire element dragons before.
Fire element dragons were very lively. Even if surrounded, with super god-level strength, breaking out wouldn’t be difficult.
Although the undead army was strong and could fight a super god-level being head-on, killing a super god-level being wasn’t easy either.
Moreover, among super god-level beings, the dragon race was absolutely powerful.
The fire element dragon before him felt dull and sluggish, possessing super god-level strength but not knowing how to use it.
It only knew how to crash around, not agile at all.
But Lin Moyu noticed something else. Although the undead army caused significant damage to the fire element dragon, the damage seemed to recover quickly.
The fire element dragon was like an unkillable cockroach, fighting endlessly.
"I’ve never heard of the dragon race having such strong recovery abilities." Lin Moyu felt that this recovery ability could rival the undead army.
After all, his undead army had the lich general for healing, but the fire element dragon relied on itself.
"Alien, die!"
The soul voice sounded, and Lin Moyu saw the Sword Sovereign’s remnant soul holding a sharp sword, crossing the battlefield and instantly reaching the fire element dragon.
With a sword thrust, a strong sword light burst forth.
The scales shattered, and a huge wound appeared on the fire element dragon’s body.
There was no flesh and blood, only white bones.
Under the scales, there was only skin and bones.
"This fire element dragon is dead!"
Lin Moyu felt the death energy from the white bones.
Then he saw tentacles rising from the wound, pulling the wound together, instantly healing it.
The Sword Sovereign’s remnant soul slashed several more times, each sword creating deep wounds down to the bone.
But tentacles immediately emerged from the wounds, healing them.
With continuous attacks, the Sword Sovereign’s remnant soul gradually weakened, its soul power consumed too much.
Finally, the Sword Sovereign’s soul power was exhausted and disappeared from sight.
In the Land of the Buried Gods, soul power was abundant. The Sword Sovereign only needed a little time to recover.
Lin Moyu roughly understood.
This dragon had long been dead, and its corpse was taken by the insect race, becoming an insect race puppet.
Since it was a corpse, it was easy to handle.
Lin Moyu flicked his finger, and a flame landed on the fire element dragon.
Spell: Resurrection of the Dead.
Since it was a corpse, he would resurrect it.
Let’s see if the insect race could still control it.
The fire element dragon, dead for who knows how many years, was surrounded by undying flames, burning fiercely.
In the flames, flesh and blood regenerated, and the soul reformed.
A loud dragon roar echoed through the deep space.
"Lowly insect, dare to occupy my corpse, seeking death!"