Playing a DPS Role with Absolute Defense-Chapter 247 - 245: Su Mo, the Bringer of Despair

Standing on the ground, his legs were like the tallest peaks in this world.

Even for the Sub-dragon Race, a species renowned for their massive size, the comparison still held.

The bulging veins snaking across his legs looked like hills, and the bristling spikes—almost like leg hair—were nearly as tall as a Sub-dragon Warrior.

The monstrous muscles, the over-the-top outline—even just a single glance at Su Mo’s gigantic form was enough to plunge anyone into despair. At this moment, he was the definition of an absolute beast.

With one step, the ground split and mountains crumbled. A colossal explosion mixed with bone-shaking thunder, the shockwaves even radiating into space.

Just that single stomp killed countless creatures on the ground. Not only Sub-dragons but also the Insect Race were wiped out in an instant.

To Su Mo, it didn’t matter if you were Sub-dragon or Insect—he saw them all the same. In his eyes, these were nothing more than free attribute points to be assigned.

Hell, even if he blew out a breath, it would launch a horde of airborne Sub-dragons clean out into the cosmos.

The terrifying power of Su Mo crushed everyone’s hope. Sub-dragon soldiers began to scatter, or rather, ever since their Divine Level had been punched to death by Su Mo in two hits and a kick, they’d already wanted to bail.

But more and more Insect Race soldiers weren’t pushovers, either.

Maybe facing all the Sub-dragons at once was still too much for them in sheer numbers, but taking on groups of fleeing Sub-dragons? Piece of cake.

The truth was, under normal circumstances, Su Mo’s body couldn’t possibly get this colossal.

With his current level, 10,000 meters was already the limit. Any further growth would risk his body erupting at any moment.

Tell someone else about body explosion and they’d buy it. Tell Su Mo, though, and see if he gives half a damn.

Otherwise, did you think all those random explosions coming from Su Mo were just him farting?

Nope, it was all because he was deliberately bulking up his frame, and those blasts were the side effects.

Su Mo barely paid attention to the explosions—if anything, he enjoyed them.

Now that his body was so insanely massive, the average Sub-dragon looked like a damn housefly to him.

He could squash a swarm without trouble, but going after one or two individually felt a bit like bombarding a mosquito with anti-aircraft guns.

Luckily, at times like this, those explosions on Su Mo’s body came in handy. He didn’t even need to attack—just approach or let the enemy get close, those detonations would insta-kill them.

Su Mo deliberately made himself this huge, and it wasn’t without reason. In his original state, taking out a Divine Level wasn’t easy—unless he turned on Ultimate Body or the Flying in the Sky skill, it was a tough fight.

Not that it mattered much—a 1v1 Godslayer match never scared him. The worst he’d deal with was wasting a bit of time.

But ever since he transformed into an Insect Race form—or hell, ever since he modded his body into this shape—all his attributes had gone off the charts.

Constitution especially. Right now, his Constitution attribute remained at 108,000, but next to it, there was an insane string of bold, red text.

[Insect Race Attribute Bonus: 3,990,000] (Current attributes have exceeded the limit—body explosion imminent!!!)

Even his lowest bonus, in Speed, had hit a terrifying 990,000.

The only reason the Speed bonus was less was probably his overwhelming size.

Otherwise, Insect Race is supposed to be an all-around species—no way would it only give him a tiny Speed boost.

Of course, only Su Mo would call 990,000 "tiny." Still, compared to the 3,990,000 Constitution, it was pretty lame.

With attribute boosts this outrageous, Su Mo was now truly at the pinnacle of Silver rank.

Of course, his pinnacle wasn’t like anyone else’s—his was 990,000. Every attribute at 990,000, maxed!

With stats like these, Su Mo felt that if he met another Divine Level like before, one backhand would end them for good!

And it wasn’t just stats—the difference in body size was equally absurd.

Crushing his enemies with reckless slaughter, Su Mo was still pondering deep down whether he’d keep that attribute bonus after reverting back from the Insect Race transformation!

If he couldn’t keep it, then hell, maybe he could still carry the Insect Race skills over!

Of all the Insect skills, Su Mo only really cared about one: Devour. As for Burst Soldiers, maybe he’d try it after Gold rank—but only while in Insect form.

After all, getting energy was a pain in the ass. Really, Su Mo only wanted to test two things.

First: if the bugs he creates and kills count for assignable free attribute points.

Second: if his Burst Soldiers minions killed enemies, would he get those free attribute points?

For the first, Su Mo wasn’t holding out much hope—if it actually worked, even he would admit his Heart of Slaughter was just way over the top.

But for the second, he figured it had a real shot. After all, Burst Soldiers is his skill—if his soldiers kill, that should still count as his kill.

If he didn’t get assignable free attribute points for that, Su Mo would absolutely lose his shit!

As for why he only uses Burst Soldiers as Insect Race, well—imagine bursting out a bunch of little humans while you’re still a human yourself. Awkward as hell.

Never mind the attribute bonuses—even just looking at Su Mo’s free assignable attribute points, the dude was already over a million.

Whenever he wanted, he could max out any one stat, crank Ultimate Path up, and level up his Extreme Dao skill to boot.

One random punch and the ground would gush water, one grab and an entire mountain would be ripped out and hurled into the distance. Clench both fists—the Extreme Path Power explodes, and everything nearby vanishes without a trace.

This was the raw power of Su Mo right now!

Back when Hong Wu first called that bet, every other race in the stars was already sending messages down below.

All the Divine Level powerhouses were hustling towards Su Mo at full speed.

The Gold ranks and King Demigods? They were all scrambling for a way out.

Because on a battlefield like this, those guys weren’t just useless—they were ideal snacks for the Insect Race, fueling the swarm and making it stronger.

Even a total idiot wouldn’t want to stick around for that.

Yet, just when they tried teleporting the low-levels out, they found there were still spatial wormholes, but they only worked within the battlefield.

Basically, there was no way to transmit anything outside, not even a damn rock.

With no other options, they gave up and rushed toward Su Mo’s position.

Because they understood better than anyone—the sooner the Insect Race was eliminated, the better. Drag it out, and things would get ugly...

[BOOM!]

Su Mo threw out a punch and space itself shattered—clutched in his palm was an Alien Race Divine Level nearly ten thousand meters tall.

In the past, a monster that size would have made Su Mo look up—and even then, he might not see the whole thing.

But now, that guy wasn’t even the size of Su Mo’s palm—he just grabbed him like a toy.