1240

**Chapter 1240: No Strongest, Only the Best Troops**

The battlefield token was so hot it seemed like it was about to burn. Lin Moyu had killed tens of thousands of demons, and the battlefield token was busy recording continuously.

The demon battle blade swung again, and the abyssal fire raged in the starry sky.

The undead army quickly dispersed and then quickly regrouped, once again targeting a demon battle blade.

Bright sword energy swept across the starry sky, creating a dazzling light band in the pitch-black sky that even the black hole couldn't absorb.

This time, more than a million skeleton generals attacked simultaneously.

Lin Moyu decided to take down the second demon battle blade in one strike, killing the tens of thousands of demons within it.

Suddenly, a streak of light shot from the distance at an astonishing speed, almost reaching in the blink of an eye. The light exploded, creating a colorful light cluster.

A giant shield appeared in the starry sky, raising a light curtain that blocked the sword energy. The light curtain twisted and vibrated but did not shatter.

The demon race, composed of the Hell lineage, formed a battle formation, transforming into a shield.

The combination of the Abyss and Hell lineages, with sword and shield, was a combat method that troubled all races.

One focused on attack, the other on defense.

Unless one could overpower the other in strength, it was unsolvable.

Streaks of light flew from the depths of the starry sky and then exploded.

Shields appeared in the field of vision, with each battle blade accompanied by a shield.

Lin Moyu frowned. This sword and shield combination was troublesome.

With the shield's protection, the demon battle blades became even more reckless, starting to chase the undead.

The abyssal fire raged, and the shields generated suction, greatly reducing the skeletons' speed.

For a moment, many skeletons were burned to death by the abyssal fire.

The skeletons' attacks were blocked by the shields, unable to cause effective damage.

"Armies are indeed hard to deal with!"

Lin Moyu muttered softly, watching the flickering firelight as the demon battle blade approached.

While chasing the undead army, the demons did not spare Lin Moyu, the leader.

The undead wings vibrated, carrying him swiftly backward.

Lin Moyu's eyes showed no fear, remaining calm.

As he retreated, he pointed a finger, and red light enveloped both the demon battle blade and the demon shield. **Fusion Spell: Time Curse!**

The soul attack ignored the shield's defense, affecting all the demons within the battle formation.

The demons screamed continuously, and the speed of the demon battle blade and shield slowed down.

Their souls were cursed, adding various negative states, making the demons feel weak and powerless.

Their speed also dropped significantly, and the damage they received was multiplied.

A strange melody came from the starry sky, and a second Bewitching Demon appeared.

It had been hiding all along, concealed within the battle formation.

The Bewitching Demon excelled in soul spells, and its melody quickly soothed the demons' soul wounds. Although the negative curses remained, their impact was greatly reduced.

Lin Moyu never intended to rely solely on curses to break the demon battle formation; he just wanted to buy some time.

Times had changed.

As his combat power increased, the enemies he faced grew stronger, and the power of the Time Curse began to fall short.

Now, Lin Moyu mainly used it for support, not as a primary means of killing.

With a wave of his hand, countless pieces of flesh appeared before him.

Each piece of flesh belonged to a God King.

The strongest piece came from a fifth-stage God King.

These were the flesh pieces he had recently collected, serving as his weapons.

Lin Moyu also had a trump card: the flesh of the Abyssal Dragon Demon's second avatar.

After the Abyssal Dragon Demon's second avatar died, Lin Moyu collected its flesh.

The second avatar of the Abyssal Dragon Demon was at the God Sovereign level. If used for **Corpse Explosion**, it could unleash an attack at the God Sovereign level.

But this was Lin Moyu's trump card, not to be used lightly.

Roaring sounds echoed, and violent explosions resounded through the starry sky.

The flesh exploded, and with the dual enhancement of talent and original spells, each **Corpse Explosion** attack was equivalent to a full-force strike from a fifth or even sixth-stage God King.

Combined with the damage boost from the Time Curse, the power increased even further.

However, a single strike was not enough to break the demon battle formation.

Lin Moyu's attacks continued relentlessly, and he had collected enough flesh to sustain the assault.

The undead army coordinated with Lin Moyu's attacks.

The demon shield twisted continuously but remained unbroken.

The towering Skeleton King, draped in a blood-red cloak, took a few steps to the shield and slashed with its sword.

The sword light exploded on the shield, and Lin Moyu coordinated with the Skeleton King, slashing simultaneously, with **Corpse Explosion** never ceasing.

The shield's defense twisted even more severely, on the verge of collapse.

At this moment, another sword and shield combination arrived, attempting to stop Lin Moyu.

Strong laws emanated from the other demon shields, quickly stabilizing the originally precarious shield.

Lin Moyu frowned, reluctant to use the Abyssal Dragon Demon's flesh as a trump card.

But the current situation left him somewhat helpless.

He realized he lacked a decisive spell or treasure.

If he were a God King, with his soul strength, he could unleash a law domain, attacking with his soul while the undead army protected his body, allowing his soul to wreak havoc. But now...

"Wait, the soul..."

Lin Moyu suddenly thought of the Skeleton Soul Archers.

The Skeleton Soul Archers' attacks targeted the soul.

Because the Skeleton Generals were so effective, he had almost forgotten about the Skeleton Soul Archers.

Now, his realm was at the sixth stage of True God, and the Skeleton Soul Archers' combat power had reached the ninth stage of True God.

Although far from the God King realm, most of the demons here were at the eighth or ninth stage of True God.

They formed a battle formation, with their defenses integrated, but their souls remained separate.

The Time Curse had already proven this point.

Combining souls was difficult, even for human twins, whose souls would differ.

Let alone the varied demons.

Lin Moyu found a solution, a smile forming at the corner of his mouth. With a thought, the Skeleton Generals dispersed.

The fusion spell was lifted, and each Skeleton General split into three, becoming Skeleton Warriors, Skeleton Soul Archers, and Skeleton Mages.

The number tripled instantly, with 3 million Skeleton Generals turning into 9 million skeletons.

However, their aura significantly weakened. The Skeleton Generals had combat power close to a third-stage God King, while the Skeleton Warriors only had the power of a ninth-stage True God, a vast difference.

In the next second, 3 million Skeleton Soul Archers simultaneously drew their bows and shot soul arrows.

The soul arrows carried the death power of the undying law, enough to obliterate souls.

The soul arrows ignored the demons' defenses, directly attacking their souls within the battle formation.

Screams echoed as the demons clutched their heads, wailing in agony.

Their souls suffered severe attacks, instantly taking heavy damage.

The Bewitching Demon sang again, trying to soothe the soul wounds.

Lin Moyu smiled lightly and pointed at the void.

A million-meter Undead Eye appeared in the starry sky, burning with gray-white flames, as if the undying world had descended.