Chapter 887: Could It Be That The Younger You Are, The Longer The Assessment Takes?
Under the relentless assault of the Skeletal Divine Generals and the Death Dragon Knights, the Starry Sky Python finally succumbed after holding out for twenty-five minutes.
Lin Moyu had expected this outcome. After all, this was no different from target practice.
The 6th tier Transcendent God realm marked the limit of his offensive capability.
Against anything stronger, he simply couldn't inflict enough damage.
He already knew that from the next round onward, his strategy would have to change.
Instead of finding a way to kill his opponent, his objective would simply be to survive for thirty minutes.
For Lin Moyu, that was actually far easier.
As the seventh round began, he summoned his undead once more.
This time, there were no Skeletal Divine Generals or Death Dragon Knights.
Instead, an army of 1.49 million undead flooded the starry sky, stretching as far as the eye could see.
Lin Moyu stood at the very center of the army. Anyone hoping to kill him would first have to fight their way through the endless ranks of undead.
And that was no easy task.
The other race opponent that had just appeared stood frozen in place, seemingly at a loss for what to do.
Viewing through the eyes of his undead, Lin Moyu examined his new opponent.
[Minotaur]
[Realm: Transcendent God]
[Trait: possess overwhelming physical strength and specialize in physical-type laws.]
The other race expert looked remarkably similar to the bull-headed God Sovereign who had confronted God Sovereign Night Breeze when Lin Moyu first left the small world.
Now he finally knew the race's name.
With his bull head, the name couldn't have been more appropriate.
The Minotaur wielded an enormous battle axe, each swing carrying terrifying force, as though it could split the starry sky apart.
Immense power erupted with every strike, blasting hundreds of skeletons away.
Yet before gaps could even form, countless more undead surged forward to replace them.
The Minotaur found himself trapped in place, unable to advance even a single step.
The undead's attacks landed harmlessly against his body, little more than an itch.
Whether physical, elemental, or soul attacks, the result was the same.
Lin Moyu even tried combining Time Curse with Undead Gaze.
The attack only managed to slow the Minotaur slightly while causing some pain.
If anything, it only enraged the enemy further.
Realizing offense was pointless, Lin Moyu abandoned the idea entirely.
He simply ordered the undead to keep the Minotaur surrounded.
The Minotaur swung his axe relentlessly, waves of law aura rippling across the starry sky.
But no matter how fiercely he fought, he couldn't break free from the encirclement.
There were simply too many undead.
A staggering 1.49 million undead surrounded him layer upon layer, forming an inescapable prison.
Thirty minutes later, the round came to an end.
The Minotaur dissolved into countless specks of starlight before disappearing completely.
Right on cue, the familiar voice announced that the eighth round would begin in ten minutes.
Lin Moyu didn't bother dismissing the undead.
He would only have to summon them again anyway.
Ten minutes later, the eighth round began.
The undead army employed the exact same strategy, swarming the enemy without any sophistication whatsoever.
It was a shameless tactic.
After all, the assessment rules only required one of two outcomes: kill the opponent or survive for thirty minutes.
Lin Moyu was simply making full use of the rules.
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Outside the assessment chamber, the waiting crowd was growing increasingly restless.
Normally, the faster challengers finished in just over an hour, while the slower ranged between two to three hours.
Yet Lin Moyu had already been inside for more than eight hours.
None of them had ever seen an assessment take this long.
"What on earth is going on in there?"
"That guy's been inside forever. Why hasn't the assessment ended?"
"Could it be that the younger you are, the longer the assessment takes?"
"Stop making things up. The assessment follows the same rules for everyone.β
"Then there's only one explanation. He must be dragging every single round out to the time limit. Otherwise, none of this makes any sense."
Listening to the discussion, Gu Qingxuan couldn't help feeling uneasy.
She had no idea what was happening inside the assessment chamber or why it was taking so long.
Everything that occurred during the assessment was strictly confidential.
No one could obtain any information.
No matter how worried she was, all she could do was wait.
Inside the assessment chamber, an immensely complex formation was operating.
Standing at its center, Lin Moyu kept his eyes tightly shut as his consciousness remained fully immersed within the Human Emperor Network.
His assessment was far from over.
Within the Human Emperor Network, blazing flames engulfed the starry sky.
The entire undead army was trapped in a sea of fire, the Lich Generals healing them frantically.
Despite the inferno, not a single undead suffered lasting harm.
Lin Moyu quickly identified his new opponent.
A massive boulder lay at the heart of the flames, from which endless fire surged outward.
Detection immediately revealed its information.
[Stonekind]
[Realm: True God]
[Trait: possess an innate affinity for elemental control. Upon reaching adulthood, they automatically comprehend the respective elemental laws.]
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Ten seconds earlier, the newest round of Lin Moyu's assessment had begun.
"The tenth round of the second stage: defeat the enemy before you or survive for thirty minutes."
The second stage had already reached its tenth round.
This time, Lin Moyu faced an opponent at the 1st tier True God realm.
A 1st tier True God was vastly stronger than a 9th tier Transcendent God.
Crossing a major realm represented an exponential leap in power. The moment the Stonekind appeared, the law of fire spread across the starry sky, nearly swallowing the undead army whole.
The law of fire was undeniably powerful, but it was still insufficient to destroy the undead army.
[Elemental Resistance (100% fusion rate): passive law art. The user and their summons are immune to all elemental attacks, and damage from elemental laws is reduced onefold.]
After being baptized by the laws of the greater world, Lin Moyu's talents had undergone a tremendous enhancement.
The undead army's resistance to elemental-law damage had reached an astonishing two-hundredfold reduction.
Even though a True God's law could inflict devastating damage, the Lich Generals' relentless healing allowed the undead army to survive.
Lin Moyu himself was even safer.
He possessed the Damage Transfer passive law art, which reduced incoming damage one-fold. Combined with his talent's effect, the reduction increased to two hundredfold.
As the two effects stacked multiplicatively, the final incoming damage reached an astonishing forty-thousandfold reduction.
In practical terms, if Lin Moyu suffered forty thousand points of damage, the undead army would collectively bear only a single point.
This absurd level of defense was the foundation of his confidence.
The Stonekind appeared to rely solely on elemental law for offense.
Thirty minutes soon passed, and Lin Moyu once again cleared the round.
Ten minutes later, the next opponent emergedβa 2nd tier True God.
Lin Moyu narrowed his eyes slightly.
To his surprise, this opponent was a Dreadbeast.
Detection immediately displayed its information.
[Dreadbeast]
[Realm: True God]
[Trait: innately immune to all ordinary attacks. Only the power of laws can kill them.]
The Dreadbeast before him was enormous, standing well over a hundred meters tall.
Nineteen strands of hair hung from its head.
A Dreadbeast King possessed nine strands, signifying the Transcendent God realm.
Thereafter, each advancement granted one additional strand.
Eighteen strands marked the True God realm, while nineteen indicated the 2nd tier True God realm.
The moment it appeared, the Deadbeast unleashed a soul-shaking roar.
A devastating soul attack crashed toward Lin Moyu.
Lin Moyu remained completely unfazed.
His soul grade had already approached 4th grade, and the strength of his soul was comparable to that of a God King.
A soul attack from a mere 2nd tier True God posed no threat whatsoever.
As the Dreadbeast roared, the undead army surged forward, forming a dense wall around it.