Passive Inheritance System for All Occupations

"No, indeed... As expected of Mr. Chen Mo, he is so incredibly strong!"

Forcibly suppressing the fear in her heart from seeing such a terrifying slash, Lily praised with a pale forced smile.

Hearing Lily's praise, Bell nodded in sympathy, his eyes a little hot.

"Indeed, senior is as strong as a monster!"

"Hey, white-haired brat, you dare to call me a monster, I heard you."

The brilliance filling the monster corridor dissipated, and a tall man dressed in black walked in slowly, stood at the entrance of the dead end, and smiled at Bell and Lily.

"Go home, Lord Shangshen is worried about you."

The familiar friendly tone, the gentle and generous smile, and the down-to-earth and reliable figure...

Almost at the moment they saw Chen Mo appearing at the entrance, Bell and Lily's eyes turned red at the same time.

"Senior (Lord Chen Mo)!"

"Tsk, the brat is still a brat after all, it made me cry so easily."

Looking helplessly at Bell and Lily who rushed to him, Chen Mo shook his head, sheathed his sword, turned around and walked towards the sixteenth floor vertical ladder.

"senior?"

Seeing the back of Chen Mo who suddenly turned and left, Bell asked suspiciously, "Aren't you going back with us?"

"I won't go back, there are still some small things to deal with."

With his back to Bell, Chen Mo approached the vertical stairs step by step, and the crimson sword energy descended on his body again, spinning and roaring.

"Senior, do you want to...?"

Watching Chen Mo's movements, Bell suddenly had a very bad guess in his heart.

"Of course I want to go down to see what happened, and see if there is any solution."

Standing in front of the entrance of the vertical ladder, Chen Mo shrugged nonchalantly, and then continued: "Bell, take care of Lord Shangshen and Lily for me."

Why……

Why use such an ominous tone?

It's almost like explaining the funeral.

Sensitively sensing something wrong in Chen Mo's words, Bell opened his mouth to dissuade him.

"senior……"

"Bell."

After interrupting Bell's words, Chen Mo turned his head slightly and showed him a hearty and confident smile.

"Don't worry, I won't lose."

After finishing speaking, Chen Mo turned his head, still with a smile on his face, but the confidence and heartiness in the smile had dissipated, and turned into a cold and decisive one.

"Don't forget my title!"

The pitch-black holy sword user.

Although it is indeed embarrassing, but...at least now he really hopes that he can wield the holy sword and cut monsters like the title says!

Immediately, under Bell's gaze, Chen Mo's figure in black disappeared into the vertical ladder...

Chapter 40 We will meet again someday (plus more)

"Speaking of which, Freya, you seem to have set your sights on a new target recently. How about it? Are you ready to strike?"

In the classical hall decorated with gold-plated angel statues, several goddesses sat around the round conference table. They were all covered with a layer of strong divine light, which obviously violated the prohibition among the gods and used it in the lower realm. The power that belongs to [God].

At this moment, Freya's whole body was filled with lavender radiance, and she was sitting alone on the far right side of the conference table. In her hand, a [mirror] made of condensed divine power was revealing a man in black who was surrounded by countless monsters. The gesture of tossing and turning in the middle.

A single monster in this man's hands can't get any benefits, neither Lv.3 nor Lv.4 can cause fatal damage to him, but whenever the two long swords in his hand are drawn down, the light of the swords intersects. There will be several monsters whose bodies will be torn apart easily, falling to the ground and turning into cold corpses.

However, even though he was in such a one-sided battle, the man's face was not too ugly.

There are too many monsters...

What was fighting this man was not ten or twenty, nor a hundred or two hundred, but monsters that filled the entire floor.

He is currently on the seventh floor of No.40, and the average level of monsters has reached Lv.4. The floor area is about 1/3 the size of Orario, and there are at least a hundred thousand monsters filling it.

More than [-] monsters are crowded on the same floor. Such a terrifying scene can make ordinary adventurers lose all courage to resist just by looking at it, but the man in black in the magic mirror did not show the slightest timid expression , he just stared at the falling sword blade with a serious face, and a cold and sharp edge was reflected in his eyes.

The sword light kept flickering in the circle surrounded by monsters.

Countless blood flowers scattered.

The fierce slashes set off a gust of wind, and the high-pitched howling of swords resounded through the sky above the floor.

Freya gripped the edge of the conference table with both hands, and her breathing became heavy.

Without saying a word, the man who gritted his teeth and fought surrounded by a group of enemies, even in the face of an absolutely irreversible desperation, still showed no signs of cowardice, but continued to take the initiative to attack, every time he swung his sword, it seemed to burn his soul do your best.

Such a rare scene is just like the plots described in those heroic novels.

"I can see..."